The grief color has no objection, no matter which one you deal with.
Fatty? Thin?
In terms of body shape, the two people on the Chongshan team are several times larger than Zhang Yiming and the grief.
But in Zhang Yiming's eyes, they seemed to be just a dish that could be selected at will.
Too much bullying!
After the two of them reacted, their faces turned red with anger and they decided to teach them a lesson!
"ah!"
The Chongshan team roared angrily, and then rushed towards Zhang Yiming and the others together.
Zhang Yiming and the grief were one to attack and the other to attack.
The next second, the fat one was punched by Zhang Yiming, and the thin one was kicked off the stage by grief.
Both of them fell to the ground in pain and howled.
Zhang Yiming hummed disdainfully:
"That's it?"
The scene shocked everyone by solving two generals of the Chongshan team in one move.
Shigeyamamoto thought that he could solve Zhang Yiming and his grief at one time, but he didn't expect that he had failed and didn't react for a while.
"In the 16th game, the Qinglong team won!"
After the result was announced, cheers suddenly came from the Qinglong team.
The defeated Yan Lan and others were even happier.
Chongshan's face looked extremely ugly.
The expression on the side of the Niu also became solemn.
It seems that Zhang Yiming and the grief cannot be underestimated if they can solve a person with one move.
"In the 17th inning, the Qinglong team draws lots."
Zhang Yiming went up to draw lots and raised his eyebrows at the Chongshan team that read it.
"This time it's the Chongshan team! I'll let you choose, do you want to fight one-on-one or doubles?"
Zhang Yiming's provocation was angered by several irritable people in the Chongshan Team.
"Boss, let me go up and blow up this mess!"
One person shouted angrily.
Chongshan couldn't stand Zhang Yiming's provocation, so he agreed.
This time it's still two to two.
"I hope you two can hold on for a longer time and don't beat them down with one move like those two trash!"
Zhang Yiming said.
The two of the Chongshan team were not furious, but said calmly:
"Boy, don't talk too early, let you taste the greatness of grandpa!"
Someone whispered in the audience.
"This Zhang Yiming is too arrogant! This time their opponent is the Qianfeng and Thunderbolt on the other side of Chongshan. I heard that someone fell into Qianfeng's hands last time and finally got a pair of arms off!"
"Thunder and lightning are also amazing. Last month, the legs of the Bull Team were ruined. I heard that they almost became disabled. Fortunately, a doctor came back to him!"
"This time Zhang Yiming and the other two are probably in trouble!"
The strong wind and lightning are both the top three confidant generals on the Chongshan team, not to mention their strength.
However, in Zhang Yiming and the grief, they were just little garbage.
The competition begins.
It was still one person who made a move.
But this time, the strong wind blocked Zhang Yiming's fist, and the lightning blocked the sad shadowless feet.
Qianfeng held Zhang Yiming's fist and showed a bloodthirsty smile:
"Boy, your fists are very hard. If you lose these hands, I see how you can help Qinglong!"
As the wind increased the strength in his hands, he wanted to crush Zhang Yiming's fist alive!
Zhang Yiming felt the pain coming from his hands and raised his eyebrows.
"Do you think your hands are also very hard? Ha!"
The temperature like the scorching sun instantly wrapped his entire fist.
The wind held his fist as if he was holding a piece of carbon explosion.
Even if I can hold on at the beginning, I can't stand it anymore!
"ah!"
The strong wind screamed and let go of his hand. At this time, his palm was covered with scalded blood bubbles. He looked at Zhang Yiming's fist incredibly.
How could it be?
It was obviously no difference, but he did feel a different temperature just now.
Zhang Yiming curled a sneer on the corner of his mouth and punched him out immediately.
"Go down and you!"
The fiery Yang punched Qianfeng's abdomen and knocked him away, and finally landed on the ground with a "bang".
On the grief side, although the first move was blocked, the second move was quickly taken up again.
"I heard you are good at speed?"
The grief suddenly said something.
Before Lei Ding could laugh, a leg had already reached his sight, and he couldn't dodge at all. He was kicked in the face and fell heavily to the ground, facing the ground.
Before I got up, I was kicked off by the grief like a trash.
Failed!
Failed again!
Chongshan couldn't sit still, and his face was so gloomy that he wanted to rush up, but he was soon stopped by his younger brothers.
"Boss, wait! It's not time yet!"
The bosses of the three parties always have to make the final appearance and decide the outcome.
The Chongshan team lost four generals in a row, and they suddenly lost their momentum.
The Qinglong team is confident.
A smile appeared on Qinglong's cold face for the first time.
"In the 17th game, the Qinglong team won!"
It was the lottery process again. This time, Zhang Yiming did not draw lots, but said to the three bosses watching from the audience.
"The ratio of these two is too slow. Why not go directly together to save time!"
As soon as the words were finished, everyone was shocked.
There have been no one fighting before, but they all looked like there were only two or three people left in the end.
Teamwork is better than fighting alone.
But now, there are ten people left on the Chongshan team, eight people left on the Hunniu team, and only five people left on the Qinglong team.
From a team perspective, the Qinglong team is definitely at a disadvantage.
Xi Niu was shocked by Zhang Yiming's confidence, but he really wanted to understand the real strength of these two people, so he spoke out.
"Okay! I agree!"
Chongshan looked at Yangniu coldly and then said:
"I'm fine, either!"
Qinglong's face changed, and the other two agreed, and he could only agree.
I just still feel that Zhang Yiming is too impulsive.
You have to consume the number of people in the two teams to the same as them.
Twenty-three people came on stage, and the bosses of the third team came on.
This is the most crowded number of people standing on the martial arts competition stage.
Fortunately, this martial arts competition is big enough.
"So, let's start!"
Zhang Yiming was eager to try.
Cluster fights are the most exciting!
The green dragon, the motorcycle, and the crane moved closer to Zhang Yiming and the grief.
Several people were back to back, forming a circle of encirclements.
There are many people in the Chongshan team and the Suniu team. No matter who deals with them or they join forces to deal with them, it is not good for the Qinglong team.
The competition begins.
Xi Niu said to Qinglong:
"There are many people in Chongshan, why don't we form an alliance first?"
Qinglong hesitated before he could answer.
Chongshan immediately said angrily when he heard the words of Niu:
"You are a sinister villain, okay, I will deal with you first! Brothers, fight the Bull Team first!"
Xi Niu's face changed. He didn't expect that Chongshan was so brainless and didn't even know about the counter-espionage plan?
Chongshan and Wangniu started fighting. Qinglong wanted to take people to watch the fun, but suddenly he saw Zhang Yiming rushing straight towards the battle circle and shouted immediately.
"What are you doing!"
Zhang Yiming turned around innocently and said:
"Aren't you an alliance? Of course you're helping!"
"I didn't agree!" Qinglong said quickly.
At this time, the grief also joined Zhang Yiming.
"The strength of Chongshan team is much better than that of the Niu team. If you don't help, even if they finish playing, the remaining few of us may not be able to win. It's better to get rid of one side first!"