Martial King’s Retired Life

Chapter 92: Section 92

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The samurai 'shhhhhh' endlessly, and I stood embarrassedly to one side. Neither is hitting him, nor is not hitting him.

You say bullying a disabled person... or being bullied by a disabled person, which of these two reputations is better

But this samurai is still endless, and the touching has been stabbing.

People with shallow eyes in the audience immediately cried out, 'What kind of skill is it to bully the disabled', 'You have a real knife and a real gun to do it', 'Don't use sorcery, you god of plague'... Immediately, it caused an overwhelming downfall. color.

Big brother, can you stab me to death with a six-pulse sword!

I would be embarrassed to die standing on the stage!

I haven't finished speaking yet, the samurai seems to have finally realized that I'm not in front of him, and his crutches can't pierce me. I looked around in confusion, my eyes lit up, and it seemed that I had finally found where I was. My heart slowed down, but fortunately there was still a chance.

With a solemn expression, he suddenly took a deep breath, as if he was about to make a big move!

I am waiting for him to give me a chance to let me lose and leave the ring.

But what was unexpected was that this man didn't spit out after inhaling, but his throat itch and coughed out halfway...

"Cough cough cough cough!!"

The cough is getting worse and worse, almost coughing up blood... Hey! Coughing up blood! Not only a little bit, but sprayed all over the floor, ah, big brother, big brother! Don't die, stab me to death first! !

He finally finished coughing, as if he had spent three days and three nights fighting with seven or eight masters to exhaust his true essence. His face was pale and his whole body was hanging on crutches. It seemed that one more move could kill him.

How am I going to lose to him? I poked a noodle for fear of poking him to death.

Don't think I'm exaggerating, this guy was carried up by six people in the ring just now. I suddenly remembered. This guy seems to be the one who failed to kill Heifeng Thirteen Wings in sneak attack on the king's side that day. I heard that although he was not killed that day, he was severely injured. It should have been better to recover from the injury for a while. But these days, he has to participate in the primary and the semi-finals all the way here... That's why it became like this.

Big brother didn't wait for me to speak, and shouted in the sky: "I'm Qi Feilong today!!"

yo! You also ride a flying dragon.

But before he finished speaking, the elder brother rolled his eyes, fell straight in front of me, and lay down on the stage with a thud.

Everything was silent, I held my breath and waited quietly for the referee's ruling... The ruling sucks! Do you still need to ask for the result

unfair!

Heifeng Thirteen Wings, this poisonous milk! ! How can I lose the flying dragon riding the face? ! !

Chapter 39 I will kiss you if I win, it's fair

I immediately raised my hands high to show my innocence: "I didn't move him. He fell by himself."

But there was an immediate discussion in the audience.

"It really is the god of plague!"

"Believe it or not..."

"Hey! Who said he was as famous as the Kirin God of War. This guy is much more evil than the Kirin God of War"

One of the warriors on the king's side came over to carry Qi Feilong away, and muttered as he walked, "I want to kill another one, ruthless!"

Nima! Who killed him! Don't you know that he was beaten by Heifeng Thirteen Wings! !

Qi Feilong was carried away and murmured, "I... I must win this game, and I want the sage to see my martial arts!"

If you move a few more times, you will really let the sage see your martial arts, but it's just King Yama.

Alas, no way. Just forget this.

I just said that Boss Shen didn't seem to mention our performance in the competition in front of the imperial court. After thinking about it carefully, we realize that our performance this time is absolutely impeccable. Tang Ye entered the semi-finals on the strength of his strength, and Su Xiao was fortunately saved because of his great popularity and the charming face that the opponent couldn't bear to attack him. The rest of the participating catchers have all lost out.

But in general, at this stage, there are still three people left in the Six Gates. As long as someone makes it to the finals, it can be proved that the Six Gates have been in decline for a while, but they are still as good as the other two in terms of cultivating talents. Yamen's ability.

I want to cry without tears!

Looking back, I was actually the first to reach the finals? ! It's not as good as it was said to be!

The eunuch who was the referee asked me to step down first and wait for them to judge Qi Feilong's state. You don't need to look at that state. If your legs are broken, who can cure them right away

I got off the stage and tried to go to a place with less people. But it's not necessary. Basically, wherever I go, it's like a cat entering a mouse den to drive away a group of people...

"What happened here, why is it so noisy?"

The visitor was dressed in a fragrant style and wore a plain and elegant white robe. Chu Chu's pitiful slap had a pair of charming watery eyes on his face. There is a kind of charming that can penetrate people's hearts in the pink and crisp cheeks. She is tall and slender, with slender legs, her head held high and her back straight. She walks as if her feet are not moving, she is dignified, quiet and elegant, elegant and generous.

When I saw this man, I couldn't help but smile.

"General White..."

It was this white father-in-law who had a quick love affair with me...

"Ming Feizhen? It turns out that the people here are so noisy because you are here." Director Bai snorted and said with disgust: "The other people in the six doors are also devoted to their duties, why are you so lazy and lazy? The guy. Are you in trouble again? Come on, reward the board."

Since Eunuch Bai had a little misunderstanding with me, he has been constantly looking for fault with me. But I was guarding the Xiaonanmen in the palace. She's watching around the ring, and we don't have a chance to run into it. But once I encounter it, I always look for an opportunity to rectify the bad anger of the day.

I said loudly, "I was competing just now, not AWOL."

"Competition? Then why don't you play?"

Bai Lian glanced at me intentionally or unintentionally, and then revealed an expression of disappointment. It seems that I am not injured very much against his old man's mind.

I was about to say something when a eunuch behind me suddenly announced: "The opponent died and cannot play, this battle will be defeated without a fight, the winner is obviously not true!"

Bai Lian's beautiful eyebrows wrinkled, her mouth rosy as if smeared with honey opened slightly, she said in a stunned manner, "You are really... a god of plague."

It's not my business!

What the hell did the people who killed the alliance do? I have been victorious without a fight for a few days after this big mouthful of poisonous milk was stuffed. It would be great if this poisonous milk was given to Song Ou, and everyone would not worry about killing Long Zaitian directly.

Don't look at Bai Lian's coldness towards everyone, but his ability to ridicule people is not covered.

"Then why are other people's opponents all right? You said it wasn't your fate?"

Yes, yes, it's all my fault. A good man does not fight with women, nor with his father-in-law.

I turned around and opened a piece of paper, which detailed the names and sequence of the games that followed.

Let me see... The next one is...

Suddenly, the nostrils were filled with a quiet floral fragrance, which was refreshing. The aroma is obviously elegant, but it feels inexplicably sweet and thick, just like a pot of bamboo leaves, elegant and refreshing but intoxicating. Her body fragrance, like her people. There is an inexplicable and fascinating quality.

No, no, no, it's not her! The father-in-law can't be her!