Chapter seven hundred and eighty one(2/2)
Yes, it may be a dream for other men to have such a rival.
Although it is a competition in the ring, there will inevitably be physical contact. If the opponent is of such a stature and gets entangled with each other, the scene will be unimaginable.
Thinking of this, Master Mingran unconsciously took two steps back, as if the pink beauty in front of him was like a cliff, making him afraid to step forward.
His sudden retreat aroused Liu Chunlei's aggressive character.
Liu Chunlei was born in the 5th Army, and his fighting skills are top-notch even among members of the opposite sex.
"Master, I'm sorry, junior." Liu Chunlei didn't care about the prize money ranking in the martial arts competition, but she had a mission, and she had a reason to win the competition! So when she saw that she had regressed, she shouted 1
made a sound, and then ran towards Zhiranben.
What Liu Chunlei learned was not ancient martial arts, but modern fighting that was more effective, and he was especially good at close-quarters grappling.
Seeing Liu Chunlei running towards him like a meat bomb, he knew how dare the master fight back, so he quickly said: "Female donor, you can't do this."
After saying that, he turned over like a kite, ducked sideways to avoid Liu Chunlei's hands, and then continued to take a few steps back for fear of contaminating Liu Chunlei.
When Liu Chunlei saw his opponent, not only did he not fight back, but he even chose to retreat three times in a row.
why is that?
Could it be...could it be arranged specially by Zhang Fugui?
Thinking of this, Liu Chunlei immediately became more courageous, so he couldn't help but continue to pounce on Master Zhiran.
Master Mingran frowned when he saw Liu Chunlei continuing to rush towards him without any room for error, and chose to continue to give in.
When Liu Chunlei saw that his opponent still chose to retreat, he became more convinced of his previous thoughts, so he still did not choose to change his moves and continued to pounce towards Master Ming Ran.
Ming Ling felt so miserable. After all, facing a girl with such a figure, he really didn't want to fight back, so he could only continue to hide.
Then a very unique scene appeared on the stage.
That is, Liu Chunlei kept chasing, and Master Mingran kept hiding.
"What's going on? This competition is like an eagle catching a chicken. Besides, there are no chickens... Why is that monk hiding?" Some viewers in the audience were already dissatisfied.
"You don't know, this master's martial arts skills are so good. On the first day of the competition, he beat the little devil with less trouble than I beat my neighbor's dog... I think this master probably doesn't bother to fight with me.
This female martial arts competition, after all, a good man will not fight with a woman." Another spectator who witnessed Ran's attack explained to the guy who just happened.
"Yes, look, Master Mingran looks so calm now, as if nothing has happened. Look at that woman... that panting... hehe, she's so pretty." Others wanted to take advantage of the situation and say their own.
Analysis, but his eyes remained on Liu Chunlei and could not be pulled out.
After several misses, Liu Chunlei chased Mingran around the ring for 45 laps. She was really feeling a little uncomfortable now.
Perhaps it's because of her talent and genes, but her figure has always been a source of distress for her. It can be said that without these two achievements on her chest, her fighting skills would have been even better.
The weather had changed too quickly in the past two days. In order to perform better, she hurriedly bought a new set of sportswear.
But for some reason, the mall no longer had his own size. Under the trick of the salesperson, Liu Chunlei bought a sportswear one size smaller.
It is for this reason that her already outstanding figure appears even more outstanding today.
"Damn it, I don't trust the salesperson anymore. She said it was a tight-fitting model that can be stretched. My chest is almost suffocated." Liu Chunlei took two deep breaths, and then unconsciously moved his shoulders to cushion the chest.
bondage.
Master Mingran still stayed far away from Liu Chunlei and did not dare to approach.
"Master! Are you going to fight or not?" Liu Chunlei followed and ran behind him for a long time, already feeling a little dissatisfied.
Originally, she thought Zhang Fugui had specifically asked her to give in to him.
Now it seems that this may indeed be Zhang Fugui's explanation, but the explanation is definitely not to give in to himself, but to try every means to play with himself.
"Amitabha, donor...or...you should just admit defeat." He clearly knew that Liu Chunlei was definitely not his opponent, but he couldn't take action against Liu Chunlei, so he directly made a proposal for Liu Chunlei to voluntarily admit defeat.
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"I admit... I admit you are a big-headed ghost!" Liu Chunlei didn't know that it was because he didn't dare to break the precept that he had been hiding from her. This time he heard the words that made him admit defeat. This was a new grudge combined with an old grudge. He couldn't wait to see her.
Monk Mingran was caught and thrown down on the spot.
Liu Chunlei changed speed and continued to rush towards Mingran.
Mingran still chose evasive tactics, raised his legs and continued to escape.
"I protest!" Liu Chunlei said to the referee dissatisfied.
"What's wrong...isn't this a run...is it a good fight? How good, what comes and goes..." The referee felt miserable. If he had usually blown the whistle, he would have clearly ruled that the master had violated the rules.
, but how can I dare to truthfully judge the tasks assigned above, so I can only pretend that everything is normal.
"Is this a martial arts competition? Is this a running competition? He keeps running like this, how can we fight?" Liu Chunlei expressed his dissatisfaction.
"Who said this is a race? This is... this is light kung fu! I declare the protest invalid!" The referee found an extremely far-fetched reason to refute Liu Chunlei's dissatisfaction.
"You...you, okay, Qinggong, right? I won't chase you anymore, I'll let you do Qinggong on your own." Liu Chunlei cursed in a low voice, and then stood in the center of the ring with his arms crossed and no longer took the initiative to attack.
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When Liu Chunlei took the initiative to attack just now, Monk Mingran could still dodge twice.
Now Liu Chunlei chose not to move, so Ming Ming could not move even more.
Then the arena fell silent for an instant, and the monk and the woman were facing each other silently.
Now it was the referee's turn to sit still. He cursed a dozen times in his mind. However, due to his own task, he took the initiative to ask Liu Chunlei: "You... why don't you move?"
"He can't even move, why should he ask me to move?" Liu Chunlei pointed at Ming Ran directly in front of him and said through gritted teeth.
The referee had no choice but to ask, "Master... you... why don't you move?"
Ming Ranxin said that I really didn’t dare to move. If this happened to touch the other person’s body, and if it reached Master’s ears, he would not be able to make a relic for me on the spot.
However, a master is a master. Even though he was feeling very aggrieved, his expression did not show it at all. He could only see him explaining to the referee with a solemn face: "The little monk is accumulating strength."
Accumulating energy? Holding back the ultimate move?
Chapter completed!