The magic sound that Sun Tianning was so proud of could not affect Lin Tian at all. Instead, he was chased and beaten by Lin Tian, ​​and he soon showed his decline.

Zi Bingbing felt very happy when she saw Sun Tianning being beaten by Lin Tian and running around like a lost dog.

She couldn't help but stand up and cheer for Lin Tian on the stage.

"Hit him! Beat him! Come on, wood! Give him some color and see!"

Hearing her shout, everyone in the VIP table looked at her.

The elders of some sects looked unhappy and seemed to be disturbed by Zi Bingbing's noise.

Sun Tianbin's face wasn't very good-looking either. After all, Sun Tianning represented the Ghost Mansion.

The second elder noticed this and quickly whispered to Zi Bingbing: "Bingbing, keep a low profile."

Zi Bingbing was reminded by the second elder and found many eyes flying towards her.

She stuck out her tongue and sat down obediently.

Not long after she sat down, she saw Lin Tian on the field almost hitting Sun Tianning with a punch, and Sun Tianning staggered.

Zhu Da stood up excitedly and shouted to Lin Tian.

“Come on! Boss, come on!

Left hook, right hook, punch him off the ring!"

The people at the VIP table had three black lines on their foreheads.

Why does Mu Tian, ​​who seems to have an average appearance and average temperament, even the people in Bitao Pavilion cheer for him?

It is rare to have so many supporters.

However, looking at Mu Tian's reaction to Sun Tianning, it is indeed worth cheering for him.

Some people sighed and chose to turn a blind eye.

Some people looked at the second elder with reproach in their eyes.

The second elder felt a little complacent despite being embarrassed.

"I'm sorry, our disciple has a lot of fans.

As a young man, it's normal to be lively.

The game is coming to an end, just let them be."

Those old monsters snorted coldly and stopped talking.

Zhu Da's four bodyguards no longer looked at their master, they only felt that they were shameless in front of the various sects.

In this competition, Zhu Da focused all his attention on Mu Tian, ​​forgetting his own identity.

For them, this is truly an unforgettable tournament.

Originally, they, Bitao Pavilion, were sure to win the group competition, but unexpectedly, Sun Tianning showed up.

They don't have a favorable impression of Sun Tianning. It should be said that no one has any favorable impression of the Ghost Mansion faction who knows puppetry.

They also had a glimmer of hope in their hearts, hoping that Mu Tian would defeat Sun Tianning.

However, in this way, doesn’t it prove that Mu Tian is more powerful than Hou Yongze as what Zhu Da said?

They also hope that Zhu Da will not fall into worshiping anyone, which is really confusing.

When Sun Tianning heard Zi Bingbing cheering for Mu Tian, ​​the anger in his heart rose.

He repeated his old trick, took out a handful of lime powder from his pocket, and sprinkled it towards Lin Tian when he wasn't paying attention.

Everyone was in an uproar. They couldn't beat him, so they used such despicable methods?

Lin Tian had been prepared for a long time. When he saw Sun Tianning picking his pocket, he knew what he wanted to do.

He took his time and dug into his pockets.

He took out something from his trouser pocket and unfolded it. Everyone saw that it was a fan and couldn't help but be happy.

An old man in the audience pointed to the stage and said excitedly: "This fan is mine!"

Indeed, before Lin Tian came on stage, he bought it from this old man who was holding a fan to watch the excitement.

The moment Sun Tianning's lime powder came over, Lin Tian slapped him hard, and the lime powder was blown by the wind and flew back towards Sun Tianning.

Sun Tianning had never thought that the opponent had such a defensive method. He was caught off guard and was blinded by some lime powder. His eyes were suddenly burning and unstoppable.

He said "Ah" and shouted: "My eyes!"

He covered his eyes with his hands and threw the harmonica to the ground.

Lin Tian didn't give him any chance to resist, and punched Sun Tianning with a whirring sound, hitting him in the chest and sending him flying off the stage.

He controlled his strength and used 70% of his strength to ensure that he would not be seriously injured without beating him to death.

Sun Tianning's body flew upside down for several meters, hit a wall, and fell down with a "pop" sound.

Lin Tian had already set a landing point for him and hit him twice, deepening the trauma.

Everyone couldn't help but swallow their saliva.

"This strength is so cruel!"

"I'm afraid Sun Tianning will be seriously injured and bedridden for several months."

Immediately, someone saw what was exposed under Sun Tianning's shirt and said in surprise: "No, he was wearing a protective suit, which took away 50 to 60% of his strength. He was not seriously injured."

Lin Tian clenched his fists. He didn't know that he could wear protective clothing during the game. Seeing that Sun Tianning was fine, he was filled with regret.

The serious injury failed, so he hoped that Sun Tianning would become blind so that he could relieve Lin Tian's hatred.

Someone exclaimed belatedly.

"Sun Tianning was not seriously injured, but he has already stepped down. He lost!"

"Lost!"

"Mutian won?!"

"How can it be!"

In everyone's surprise, the referee announced Mu Tian as the winner.

The referee's tone was a little uncertain. This year's arena competition was really too magical.

One wave of surprises followed another. First, the Ghost Mansion came out again, killed a dark horse, and gave a gift of puppetry to various sects.

Then came the always mediocre Ziyang Villa, and they actually produced a championship.

Zi Bingbing jumped up first, her mouth almost breaking with laughter.

She clapped her palms and said to the second elder: "Second elder, we took first place!

Second Elder, did you hear that?

That piece of wood actually won the championship for our Ziyang Villa!"

The second elder said happily: "I heard it, I heard it. This result is within my expectation. I am very optimistic about this Mu Tian."

Zi Bingbing laughed and complained.

"Second Elder, I see that I have won, so now you should talk about who I am optimistic about. I don't know who told me just now that this game is very suspenseful."

The second elder said calmly: "Who is it? I never said such a thing."

Zi Bingbing rolled her eyes.

Zhu Da jumped up excitedly, pointed at Lin Tian on the stage, and said to the bodyguards: "Did you see that? My boss won the first place!

Not only do I have a good eye for buying things, but I also have a very good eye for people!"

The four bodyguards were already stunned. They had complained in their hearts that Mrs. Zhu valued Mu Tian.

Unexpectedly, Mu Tianzhen really had two skills to defeat Sun Tianning, who defeated Hou Yongze, and won the championship.

Cui Lin was in the audience with tears in his eyes...

He felt that he would be happier if Lin Tian won than if he won the game himself.

"The sky has eyes, our Ziyang Villa is finally proud and proud!"

Amid the noise of the crowd, the host asked Lin Tian to go on stage to receive the award.

After Sun Tianning was knocked out of office, the old ghost came to him and took him to wash his eyes.

After washing his eyes, he found that Sun Tianning's face was so gloomy that water dripped from his face.

"Master, let's just forget it?"

Sun Tianning's eyes turned red, like an angry beast. He glanced at Sun Tianbin at the VIP table, then at the cheering Zi Bingbing, and finally his eyes rested on Lin Tian.

He suddenly sneered.

"I just want to see how long you can be happy. Don't worry, I have already left a way out.

My puppetry skills are not just for boasting, I’m waiting to catch a big fish tonight.”

The old ghost understands this.
Chapter completed!