"Young Master Zeng is mighty!"
"Young hero is amazing!"
"Hurry up and give incense to Zeng Shaoxia!"
Huang Xiaolei clasped her fists: "I am convinced that I lost!"
Xiao Yueyue was dumbfounded: "Monk Yuanbao, are you right? Do you have inner strength?"
"Well done!"
Huang Xiaolei laughed and returned to the Emei Sect. In this battle, the Emei Sect lost the first round.
Yang An was dumbfounded. He definitely didn't mean it this way, and this scene must not be shown to the audience on TV. This would definitely ruin the worldview!
"Zeng Shaoxia lasted longer than Huang Nuxia, Zeng Shaoxia won!"
This won't work, that won't work, Xiao Yueyue will go crazy.
Wang Baoqiang rubbed his hands desperately. After wiping off the dust, he began to wipe his body and take a shower. Xiao Yueyue squatted there and felt uncomfortable. He also stood up, and the ice bricks in his hands turned into popsicles. He also tried his best and started rubbing fiercely. The popsicles became smaller and smaller and turned into ice bars.
Wang Baoqiang was really obedient. He rubbed his waist and rolled out a little bit of the mud ball. He still twisted it and looked at it. His fingers misplaced and he flicked hard. Whoosh!
Wang Baoqiang couldn't stand the heat. After giving his name, he raised his hand and threw his cassock aside. He raised his upper body naked. The breeze blew, making him feel cool and comfortable.
The men all cheered noisily, laughed, clapped, and shouted praises.
Xiao Yueyue was reminded, yes, he was Zhang Wuji. He had obtained the complete version of Nine Yang Magic, while the one from Shaolin Temple was an incomplete version. He could tell who was more powerful at a glance.
Xiao Yueyue was a little confused. The expression on his face was very strange. He was confused at first, then thought of something, his eyes widened in disbelief, and finally he suddenly realized, showing a determined and determined look.
After lying on the rope for less than 5 seconds, Xiao Yueyue took the initiative to come down again.
Xiao Yueyue dodged the hidden weapon and cursed loudly. Wang Baoqiang chuckled and did not explain.
The production team sent props. Each person holds a large ice brick. They are not allowed to use external force, such as smashing, throwing, throwing, etc. They can only melt it with their bodies. Whoever melts faster first proves that whose internal strength is deeper.
Yang An spoke again, chuckling: "Secondly..."
Xiao Yueyue learned the lesson well. He had a lot of flesh on his body. He put ice cubes under his armpits and between his waist and abdomen. The cool feeling came to him. The satisfied look on his face made everyone around him giggle. Laugh.
He quickly shouted: "Boy named Zeng, I asked you to put it in my arms and cover it, I didn't ask you to leave it there. This part is pinched!"
The heroes were all laughing. Huang Xiaolei patted him on the shoulder and playfully asked him to admit defeat. Xiao Yueyue had no choice but to turn back to Yang An for help.
"Pick up the soap!"
Wang Baoqiang squatted down again and reached out to pick it up.
"Young Master Zeng, you must hold on!"
The Mingjiao people yelled one after another. Xiao Yueyue gritted his teeth and big beads of sweat gradually appeared on his face. He still persisted. When he saw the camera pointed at him, he almost said through gritted teeth: "I must... mediate." … The… hatred on both sides… Master… retribution… when will it be…”
Moreover, after Wang Baoqiang washed his face and then his arms, the ground was wet, and there was misty water vapor around him. It seemed that it was melting faster, which showed that he had deep internal strength. Xiao Yueyue couldn't lose!
Xiao Yueyue made a solemn oath, stood in the sunshine, and took off his belt in public.
He moved to the sunlight and looked at Yang An again, waiting for Yang An to say the next thing.
Fortunately, this is a recorded program. If it were broadcast live, Xiao Yueyue would definitely be scolded by netizens as a big dirty turtle and a big pervert!
Xiao Yueyue suddenly realized that he was hiding in the shade because he was afraid of the heat. Isn't this stupid
The people around him had not yet recovered from Xiao Yueyue's joke just now, and fell down with joy at this sentence again.
"For the sake of Mingjiao, I, Zeng Aniu, risked my life!"
The girls who were watching all exclaimed, covered their eyes, blushed with embarrassment, and did not dare to look any further.
Wang Baoqiang trotted a few steps quickly and squatted down to pick it up. Xiao Yueyue shouted loudly: "Come on, someone, Master Yuan Bao is going to pick up the soap!"
With a flick of his eye, the assistant director raised the red flag. Xiao Yueyue's body went limp, and the breath he was holding came out. His whole body collapsed with a crash, and he rolled down the rope.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he got on the rope, the balls between his legs were strangled by the rope. If the recording of the show had not finished, his precious balls would be smashed first, which would be a huge loss!
Xiao Yueyue shouted loudly, and an angry Wang Baoqiang grabbed the ice cube and fled quickly.
Wang Baoqiang is really crazy. The remaining ice cubes are not big, but there is dust on them. He always feels dirty when he puts them on his body and scrubs them. Xiao Yueyue made such a fuss just now, and the time was delayed. He doesn’t know whether he can win or not!
Next to him, Yang An reminded: "Zeng Shaoxia, the Shaolin sect has the Nine Yang Magic Skill. Although it is not a complete version, it is also a supreme inner skill and mental method!"
"Shaoxia Zeng! Shaoxia Zeng! Shaoxia Zeng!"
If this posture doesn’t work, change it!
Yang An borrowed the plaster for scratches from his assistant and applied a little on Xiao Yueyue. Xiao Yueyue felt much more relaxed and clasped his fists at Wang Baoqiang: "May I ask the name of this great monk?"
Xiao Yueyue felt that his legs were in burning pain, and they were probably almost worn out. There must be a place that was not protected by the golden silk clothes.
"The Shaolin School is willing to learn from Zeng Shaoxia's unique martial arts skills!"
While rubbing, Xiao Yueyue did not forget to hit the opponent: "Master Yuantong, where are you taking a bath?"
"Lao Nafa's name is Yuanbao!"
Xiao Yueyue thought this was a provocation and took a step back in fright: "Monk Yuantong, how do you plan to compete?"
The two of them were red-eyed and competing for the final speed. After Xiao Yueyue bit off all the pieces, his mouth was filled with ice cubes. He sobbed and raised his hands to signal: "Five...seven...finished! Ha~~"
Xiao Yueyue first lifted up one foot, stepped over the rope, crossed his hands tightly to hold the rope, and planned to lie on it.
It's Wang Baoqiang's turn for the task. The tasks listed by the director team are all fair. Winning or losing really depends on strength.
"No... no... ouch, ouch, where I am... hiss..."
"Are you disgusting?"
Wang Baoqiang didn't put on his shirt, so he directly picked up ice cubes and applied them on his body, as if taking a bath with soap.
Unable to figure it out by himself, Xiao Yueyue looked to Yang An again for help. Yang An laughed: "Zeng Shaoxia, first of all, you should stand in the sun!"
There was only laughter all around. No one said it couldn’t be done, so it means it can be eaten!
"Ah!"
Xiao Yueyue bit off a piece, chewed it twice, and then bit off another piece.
Wang Baoqiang snorted: "You care whether I take a shower or not?"
Click!
The whole audience burst into laughter and screamed. Xiao Yueyue finally realized that he was in trouble. He quickly stood up and laughed so embarrassingly: "Sorry, sorry, I'll take it out right now. Repeat." Shoot, I’m sorry, brother, wait until I get my pose right and shoot again!”
Xiao Yueyue quickly rubbed it with his hands to remove some dust that might be there, and then put it in his mouth to bite it.
Of course it is more comfortable than this one in summer, both of them are willing to do it!
Xiao Yueyue clasped her fists, then waved her hand away: "Young lady, go back to your husband and raise your children, what's the point of fighting here?"
Xiao Yueyue stuffed the ice brick somewhere, sandwiched it between his legs, covered it, and squatted down. His mouth turned into an O shape due to the cold, and he rolled his eyes upwards with a happy expression.
The fat on his body was very thick, and swinging around affected his balance. Although he didn't do another front somersault just now, his stomach couldn't hold it anymore, and the area where Baoyi was padded still felt painful!
This is an ice brick, not soap. It's too ugly to do this. With the camera pointed at him, Wang Baoqiang finally stopped rubbing his body and instead pressed his face against the ice brick, humming with pleasure.
Click!
The Mingjiao people cheered and shouted Zeng Aniu's name, which made Xiao Yueyue, who was not very convenient, feel moved in his heart. He felt that what he did was worth it. Unknowingly, he stepped into the role of Zhang Wuji. Here, immersed in the plot, these people are no longer group actors, but real Mingjiao brothers.
In the summer, when he opens his mouth, he spits out white mist. Xiao Yueyue is really desperate.
Wang Baoqiang was so frightened that he stood up straight without picking up the soap. His smiling face turned into a crying face, and he looked at Xiao Yueyue resentfully: "What do you mean?"
But he has come this far, and he must not give up easily. He is the protagonist, and he wants to win, so sweating is nothing! Bleeding is nothing! He is a brother of the Ming Cult in his heart, and it is loyalty and benevolence that support his faith!
Wang Baoqiang said: "Let's compare our internal strength! Also, I am Yuan Bao, and Yuantong is my junior brother."
He didn't know what the second thing was, but instead looked at Xiao Yueyue's waist and abdomen. He wanted to remind you to put the ice brick in your clothes and wrap it up, squat down and hold it, and try to make all sides of the ice brick covered by you. Cover your skin so it melts quickly.
The actors at the scene probably laughed longer than they have in a year, especially the Mingjiao people behind Yang An, who were full of energy, laughing and waving their fists in support.
Xiao Yueyue had already put his own ice cube on his belly, squatting to keep warm, and stretched out a hand, pointing at the ice cube covered with a layer of gray sand on the ground in front of him, and shouted: "Master Yuanbao, don't be so shameless." Damn it! I said you can’t use external force, but if you do this, it’s a foul!”
I bit off a small corner, but it wasn't enough. It was too hard and I couldn't bite it at all!
Xiao Yueyue laughed loudly: "Look, look at you, the black mud has been washed off, hurry up and rub it!"
Yang An raised his hand to summon him over and taught him a few words of experience. Xiao Yueyue was overjoyed and returned to the rope. He first wrapped his right calf with the golden silk garment, and then stepped over the rope with his right leg first. , wrapped his right foot and right calf twice with a rope, so that his right leg was firmly tied to the rope.
"That's a good move!"
The director announced the result and showed the timer to the camera. 70 seconds was enough to win.
Wang Baoqiang was really laughing. He just used ice cubes as soap to take a bath. Unexpectedly, Xiao Yueyue, the Lich King, was even more disgusting. When he saw Xiao Yueyue taking out ice bricks from his crotch, he trembled with laughter. , soap, ah, it was an ice cube. It flew out with a squeak, rolled a few times on the muddy ground, slid a long way, and landed right in front of Xiao Yueyue.
Huang Xiaolei couldn't help but praise her. She saw Xiao Yueyue trying hard to hold the rope with his right leg, grabbing it with both hands, tilting his body slightly, and successfully lifted off the ground and hung on the rope.
When Wang Baoqiang saw something was wrong, he didn't have much left, so he went to bite it, but it was a little thick and didn't break.
Wang Baoqiang couldn't eat one piece left, so he could only watch helplessly as the director announced: "Shaoxia Zeng wins!"
Xiao Yueyue was a little irritable: "Can I eat it?"