The silver spear pierced out, and the fighting spirit flashing with green light on it was like a rainbow running through the sun. No. 17, which was moving rapidly, did not dodge. "Crash...", the silver spear flew out of the iron-armored warrior's hands, followed by a golden light.
The sound of "dong..." was frozen, and the armor on No. 17's body and the sternum were pierced, and blood splattered.
The tail of the silver spear that penetrated his body was tied with a golden chain as thick as a three-fingered finger. The other side of the golden chain was held in the hand by the iron-armored warrior. I wonder what the cold black iron helmet mask was at this moment.
No. 17 coughed up a large pool of blood, and the pain on his face dissipated with vitality. He was like a blood-stained paper man. Soon he hung on the silver spear, his hands hanging down to the ground. The blood gushed out of his chest flowed down along his arms, dripping on the ground, and fell into desolate blood flowers.
The Seventeenth before had surrendered, and he still rushed to kill him. This Stone Buddha is so cruel!
The iron-armed warrior bent his arm and took back the silver spear. The gushing red blood stimulated the audience's nerves again, and the noisy sounds rang in the audience.
Although it is the mid-level martial spirit, the power of this gun technique is comparable to that of a high-level martial spirit person with all the strength. Under the hat, Guo Lin narrowed his eyes slightly. There is no doubt that compared with three years ago, this bully stone Buddha has made no progress.
Fu Yitian also looked surprised. It was obvious that Shi Buddha's instant kill left a deep impression on him. He used his fighting spirit and announced loudly: "Winner, 0317."
The iron-armored warrior pressed the tail of the gun on his ribs, with the tip of the gun down, allowing the blood to flow slowly. He took the golden iron chain into it at some point, disappearing without a trace. He raised his head and accepted the cheers of tens of thousands of people, and then walked slowly, leaving people with a heroic and tall back.
"The second group of the competition begins. No. 0725, No. 0789 enters."
After cleaning up the stadium and finishing the body of No. 17, Fu Yitian's voice penetrated the entire audience again, followed by three gongs. The audience immediately boiled, and the audience shouted, waving the flags and banners in their hands, making the words "0725" on it even more dazzling.
"0725, come on.0725, will win."
The slogan sound was quite shocking. When a row of neat and rough male voices shouted "0725 I love you", under the hat, Guo Lin's mouth twitched violently. But he still walked up quite calmly. Along the way there were beaches of blood stains of varying colors. Their owners had long disappeared from this world forever.
Guo Lin stood in the center of the venue, and the tsunami-like cheers reached a climax. The waves of sounds radiated to the surroundings with the site of sin as the center, resounding throughout the sky. Most of the people in Yongyao City in the south could hear the hustle and bustle of cheers from the site of sin. They could even hear the number "0725".
"Don't it appear yet? The roaring in the wind." Guo Lin murmured to himself. He had been using his soul power to sense the roaring in the wind, but there was no result. Within ten miles, there was no figure.
A few minutes later, Feng Zhongxiao still did not appear in the venue. The audience began to feel a little impatient. "What's the matter? Could it be that he was so scared that he didn't dare to come when he found out that his opponent today was a straw hat? I just thought that No. 17 was a coward, but I didn't expect that there was someone more useless than him."
"Yes, yes. He must be afraid."
The audience was talking, and even Zhao Fei and the others were thinking strangely. The 0789 and the man in the hat were very close to each other. When the two were still in the first round, they formed a team and should know each other.
In the end, Zhao Fei and his friends came to a very consistent conclusion, that is, the 0789 and the straw hat had agreed to, and would not come to participate in the competition.
Booed in the audience. They were worried about this. They didn't see the game and were very angry. Today I squeezed my head to watch the exciting game of 0725. I didn't expect that the opponent would be stage frightened. Isn't this a playful person?
Finally half an hour later, Fu Yitian's patience reached the extreme and announced loudly: "Since 0789 did not enter the game within the specified time, 0725 won the game and automatically advanced."
The audience was stunned. After waiting for half an hour, they finally waited for such a result. They got up early in the morning and lined up in the evil field to grab a better view of the 0725 game. But in the end, he advanced and cheated.
When 0725 slowly left the scene in his field of vision, the audience almost exploded. Don’t bring such a playful person.
Guo Yun didn't expect this to happen. However, it would be a good thing for Mr. He to advance again. He smiled bitterly and said to Guo Yuhao, who was also smiling bitterly. The two brothers of Guo Zhize said, "Let's go, go home."
Unexpectedly, he came to a formality and walked out of the scene of sin, Guo Lin took Bai Bing and Chuxue back to Mingdu Inn. What was the situation in the roar of the wind? Wouldn't you just let Bai Bing say something? As for not even showing his face?
Guo Lin shook his head and asked Bai Bing to take Chuxue back to the room. He came out of Mingdu Inn, and he planned to find Feng Zhongxiao. Although he had known each other for a while, Guo Lin regarded this warrior who had fought side by side with him as a friend. Although others were a little weird, they were definitely an upright person.
Along the way, Guo Lin was very low-key and pulled the hat very low. But his outfit had long been famous in Yongyao City. Walking along the way, many people saluted him with attention. Most of the eyes were envious, and of course some were mixed with jealousy. Ignoring these gazes, Guo Lin swept his soul and instantly covered ten miles. After a few streets, Guo Lin found the shadow of the roar in the wind. He was drinking in a two-story tavern called "Don't Go Back if You Don't Get Drunk" seven or eight miles away.
Half a man lay on the table full of wine, and there were some broken wine bottles at his feet. For Guo Lin, as long as he was willing, he could spread the wings of Kunpeng and achieve it with one breath. But he still walked there slowly.
Half an hour later, Guo Lin walked onto the second floor of this tavern that was drunk and unrest.
At this time, Feng Zhongxiao looked quite decadent, his beard was slutty, his eyes were blurred, and he opened it with difficulty. Guo Lin probably saw him. He shook his head, walked over and sat down beside him. Unexpectedly, Feng Zhongxiao spoke first, his voice was blurry, but it was quite smooth: "What are you doing?" This made Guo Lin feel very surprised.
The drunken wind roared, probably not knowing who he was. Seeing that Guo Lin didn't speak, he started to scream again. This time he was quite loud, like he was drunk. "Tell that girl, I was not angry with her in the wind. Really." After saying that, he tilted his mouth and started to cry, and burst into tears in an instant: "Bao hat, I hate myself. Do you think the wind roar is so cold? Far, tell you, that's all pretending. Why, why can't I talk like a normal person, why do you always make fun of me, why do you have to look at me with a erotic look? I'm not willing..."
A loud roar in the wind, and all the wine bottles on the table were overturned by him, and they fell to the ground with a "rattle" roar, attracting people around him to look at each other.
The waiter who had been organizing other drinkers next to him immediately walked over and smelled the strong and almost smelly alcohol on his body in the wind, and frowned, "Customer, you are... I still have to do business in this small shop."
Guo Lin pulled the front edge of the straw hat, glanced at him lightly, took out a golden ticket from the demon-sealing ring and put it on the table and said, "Tell your shopkeeper, I have my contract with the restaurant today. Let them all leave."
This knot in the heart of Feng Zhongxiao's heart was always pressing on Feng Xiao's heart. Although Guo Lin could not empathize, he felt compassion when he saw his painful appearance. When he gave him the Dragon Tooth Demon-Breaking Sword, Guo Lin almost regarded him as his younger brother.
Judging from what has happened in the past few days, Feng Zhongxiao has a strong sense of self-esteem and cares about other people's opinions. If he wakes up and knows that he is drunk in the tavern and is regarded as a joke, it will probably be difficult to accept. Guo Lin then took action and helped him get down the restaurant.
The waiter took the gold ticket and saw that it was a huge denomination. He immediately ran downstairs to find the shopkeeper with his hands trembling. Not long after, he ran up again. He smiled respectfully at Guo Linbao, and then smiled apologized to invite the drinkers to leave. After a while, "not drunk, don't return." In the whole pub, except Guo Lin and Feng Zhongxiao on the second floor, the shopkeeper on the first floor and a few guys who were arranged.
Guo Lin asked the waiter to get the wine again, but he didn't dislike the smell of the wine that was covered in the wind, so he sat down next to him again.
Guo Lin didn't know if Feng Zhongxiao recognized him. But why did he speak so smoothly when he was drunk? This is very magical.
I saw the wind roaring and grabbed Guo Lin’s hat with my hands, but I didn’t hook it. My hand hit the broken porcelain on the table. With a snap, I smashed the broken porcelain into powder. Fortunately, all the martial arts practitioners were rough and rough, otherwise they would have cut their hands.
His face was full of tears, or maybe it was wine: "Bao hat. I am so sad. Do you know? I was handsome in the wind and had excellent martial arts skills. How many beauties once fell in love with me and loved me, and could not count both hands." Speaking of this, he cracked his mouth and showed a smile that was even worse than crying. "But, as soon as I opened my mouth, they all refused me one by one. I am not a plague, why do they hide from me? I hate it so much. I thirty-two in the wind this year, but I am still a virgin. Woo... Why can't I speak like a normal person? You said, why is this?!"
After saying that, he cried out again sadly.
When he said that he was still a virgin, Guo Lin wanted to laugh, but he still held it back. However, Feng Zhongxiao was thirty-two years old, which surprised him. Because he had never refuted his call from Brother Feng these days.
Feng Zhongxiao snot and tearfully complained to Guo Lin. While grabbing the bottle and pouring wine into his mouth, Guo Lin didn't say a word, saying that he was listening. Guo Lin knew that no matter how much he advised a drunkard, he would not remember it at all after the other party woke up. What he was thinking was how to enlighten him when Feng Zhongxiao woke up.