Murong Shuang also suddenly felt that there was no strength in his hands, and he was involuntarily pulled to one side and fell to one side. At the critical moment, Murong turned his feet, turned around in a circle, and the folding fan in his right hand fell towards Mario.

At this moment, Mario's attack with his right hand was stiff and already in contact. When he slapped the folding fan with his palm, the two of them faced each other. They each took a step back and stood firm. Mario and Murong Shuang looked at each other with sympathetic eyes. The two of them took a step back.

Although they are not from the same sect, the techniques and methods are almost similar, and even the fighting styles are 80% similar. It feels like you have met someone who has the same interests as you, which is very subtle.

"Go on!" Alio raised his eyebrows.

"Come on!" Murong Shuang readily agreed.

The two shouted loudly and took a step forward to fight again.

What does it look like for two sects that leverage each other's strength to fight together? You can refer to the old man and the old lady pushing the cloud hand in the park.

These two guys were as fierce as tigers in their movements, but none of their moves could land on each other. The two of them were like dancing, moving slowly and slowly, everyone's heads were spinning.

"Is that okay...what the hell is this called a fight?"

Everyone in the audience was already unhappy.

They don’t show any restrictive things, so it’s okay to be normal. The two of them were motionless at first, and then they finally moved and looked like this. Is there anything more boring than this?

Of course, laymen watch the fun, and insiders watch the door.

The players in the competition seats looked at the two people on the stage, their brows furrowed.

Obviously, these two people seem to be pushing and pulling each other as if they were having a fake match, but both martial arts are extremely advanced martial arts with very low error tolerance. If you make the slightest mistake, you may be knocked down, and in such a fight

It consumes a lot of internal energy. Now if the two of them fight for endurance, whoever runs out of internal energy first will fall.

The Wu-Tang Clan's internal strength is about longevity, so Mario is not afraid of anyone, but Mario is not the kind of well-behaved person.

After performing more than a dozen moves in a row, Mario saw that Murong Shuang had been brought into rhythm by him, and he suddenly grinned.

"?"

When Murong Shuang, a silly girl, saw Mario smiling at her, she thought that this wretched guy had thoughts about her, so she also smiled to show that she didn't hate him. However, at this moment, Mario stretched out his right hand and grabbed Murong Shuang's hand.

On the waist.

"you……"

Murong's face immediately turned red.

As a result, before Murong's face turned completely red, he suddenly felt numbness in his lower back and the blood bar on his head dropped by half.

Murong Shuang's smile suddenly froze, and his shy eyes instantly turned into confusion and anger.

Mario followed up with another paw, and the scene in front of Murong Duan's eyes changed, and he was knocked off the stage.

In the first game, the mob won, with +1 points.

At this moment in the arena, seeing Murong Shuang knocked down by him, Mario still laughed at himself: "It was just a fight, why are you blushing?"

"You bastard! You wait for me!" Murong Shuang in the audience was furious and wanted to rush forward again.

Dugu Qiubai turned his head and looked over with sharp eyes.

"Sisters, calm down!"

The Dazzling Hundred Blossoms team quickly grabbed Murong Shuang.

The beggar of the sky sighed: "Shuang, it's time for you to find a partner..."

"Fuck you, uncle!" Murong Shuang yelled.

The beggar of the sky was also unlucky. This woman was so angry that she had nowhere to vent her anger, so she accidentally hit her with a gun.

"I'll play in the second game!"

The God Beggar of the Sky quickly volunteered and decided that he would be the contestant in the second round.

Just kidding, he would rather be slapped to death by Wang Yuan than scolded to death by a woman.

…

"Okay, Lao Ma! You can deceive women's feelings!"

Mario was teleported off the stage, and everyone in the crowd started to boo, and everyone's eyes were bright. Just like the situation just now, after thirty minutes, Mario would be able to get away with it no matter he won or lost... But this kid was not polite at all, and he was so direct.

Grabbed someone's waist.

"???"

Mario himself looked confused: "Is there any? Why didn't I know?"

"You've never been in love, have you?" Cup Mo stopped aside and asked.

"Fart, I have a lot of girlfriends!" Mario began to brag.

"Poor virgin!" Bei Mo stopped and spread his hands.

He finally saw that Mario was the kind of person who pretended to be vulgar to hide the fact that he had never even touched a girl.

"Who's going to play next?"

After the joke, everyone turned to ask Wang Yuan.

It can be seen that everyone was in a good mood after the first game was a success, and they began to trust Wang Yuan more and more.

"you go!"

Wang Yuan patted Song Yang on the shoulder and said: "They lost the first game. They will definitely find a place in the second game. They will probably let a strong player come on the field. Give them some color."

"Her? OK?"

The rest of the crowd had no problem with Wang Yuan letting Song Yang play. After all, everyone had seen Song Yang's skills and knew that this girl was much scarier than she looked.

But Chang Qingzi is a newcomer, so he is a little doubtful.

Even the man on the side couldn't help but frown, seeming a little puzzled by Wang Yuan's behavior.
Chapter completed!