freenovelworld Chapter 113 Stop being so angry
Chapter 113 Stop being so angry
Ran Sen seemed to have just realized the outcome of the game and looked at Zhu Zhuqing who was still half-kneeling on the ground, holding his throat and gasping for air.
He was like a child who had done something wrong, squatting down and standing up again.
Finally, facing the sight from all directions in the stands, he put the hood of the sleeveless sweater on his head with some embarrassment, and tugged it down.
The audience could only rely on the light from the soul guide to see Jan Sen's pursed lips and chin.
Jan Sen, who blocked his surroundings from sight, calmed down a little.
Seeing that Zhu Zhuqing had not yet recovered, he ignored the classmate's usual cold looks and directly helped him up and carried him to the soul master passage.
Dai Mubai, who just came over, waited here early, nodded to Ran Sen who was at a loss, ignored Zhu Zhuqing's resistance, and directly hugged her who was still suffocating.
Steady, with a few cat claw marks on his face, he went to the point registration office to help Zhu Zhuqing register points.
Ran Sen, who was alone, did not dare to approach Dai Mubai, who might be angry, so he could only carefully follow behind the two of them, keeping a distance.
When facing the eyes of others, Jan Sen lowered his head even lower and pulled down his hood.
At this time, unless someone was very close, Jan Sen's face, which was covered in shadow, could not be seen clearly.
Yu Yuyi and Xiao Wu, who had watched the entire game, as well as the trajectory of Ran Sen's subsequent actions, had not yet reacted.
After all, the changes in Jan Sen's whole person on and off the stage were so different that he felt separated.
Xiao Wu unconsciously complained to Yiyi:
"Why does it feel like the Jan Sen who released his martial spirit and the normal Jan Sen are two different people? Does Jan Sen have a dual personality?"
Yu Yuyi couldn't help but nod her head after listening to the first half of the sentence. When she heard the second guess, she looked at Xiao Wu speechlessly, bent her fingers, and tapped her forehead lightly, not knowing what she was thinking about.
"Although I'm not sure, I think Jan Sen is just more affected by martial arts."
"Just like Ma Hongjun, his physique is also affected by martial arts and is changing in a direction more suitable for evil fire. The same should be true for Jan Sen."
Xiao Wu rubbed her forehead which was hit but didn't hurt at all.
She leaned against Yiyi and started acting coquettishly, "Don't you know? I just feel that Jan Sen's personality has changed a lot. He is usually such a shy person, but as soon as his martial spirit is released, he becomes like that. You can't blame me for thinking about that!" "
After finishing speaking, Xiao Wu put Ran Sen's matter behind her and began to pester Yu Yuyi to watch the two-on-two match.
Yu Yuyi was so troubled that she had no choice but to nod in agreement.
The combination of Oscar and Tang San is nothing worth paying attention to. After all, the two of them have been partners for at least a year. In the ring, one and a half fighting spirit masters and one auxiliary spirit master are better than two fighting spirit masters. A soul master must be able to survive and survive.
As for whether you can fight or not, it depends on luck.
But most of the time, these two people win more.
Seeing the two people winning without any suspense, Xiao Wu couldn't help but complain: "Xiao Ao's physical skills are getting sharper and sharper, and they have no lower limit."
God knows, when he saw Oscar had no way to go, he smiled evilly and kicked his foot to the lower third lane on the opposite side.
Yu Yuyi and Xiao Wu sitting in the stands were speechless.
Especially when the male compatriots in the stands took in a breath of cold air in sympathy, and like the other companion of the encounter, they subconsciously crossed their legs, but were caught by Tang San and kicked off the ring.
The eyes of the two of them instantly turned into beady eyes.
While they felt a little embarrassed, they couldn't help but feel curious and wanted to take another look.
Although Tang San and Oscar won the match, there was no one cheering in the stands. They were all worried about Oscar's crucial kick.
Even the host who came on stage after that obviously took a big detour to avoid Oscar before coming on stage to announce the winner.
Not long after, when Tang San and Oscar both registered their points and came to the stands.
Then another pair slowly came on stage.
Two beauties with different looks and features, but absolutely stunning, came on stage to compete against two other ordinary strong men.
Anyone with a discerning eye knows that force is common but beauty is not.
For this rare beauty, they were all happy to cheer and encourage the girls.
Among them, the loudest cheerers were Xiao Wu and Oscar.
Oscar/Xiao Wu: "Rong Rong/Zhu Qing, come on!"
"The beautiful girl will win!"
Yiyi and Tang San, sandwiched between the two:...
The silence between the two did not last long, and soon the excited people around them gathered together.
They looked at the two men with encouragement.
Xiao Wu: Stare——(pieces v pieces)
Yiyi closed her eyes and broke the jar: "The beautiful girl will win!"
Oscar: Stare——(Eye v)
Tang San also simply closed his eyes, stretched out his arms and echoed: "Oh——!"
Only then did the two excited people let them go and turned around to continue to follow the fight between the two girls on the stage in real time.
Only the two autistic people in the middle were left, lamenting their careless friendships.
The two-on-two match between Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing ended quickly and beautifully.
Maybe it’s because Ning Rongrong’s Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda’s martial spirit is special, or because it’s known to so many people.
Opponents on the opposite side did not dare to follow the iron rules of team battles within the soul master and attack the opposite support as soon as they came up.
After all, it was the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Tower, and what it represented was the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect.
Who dares to confront such a large sect head-on.
Therefore, the attacks basically avoided Ning Rongrong and headed towards Zhu Zhuqing.
Zhu Zhuqing, whose speed and strength were increased by Ning Rongrong's Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, perfectly displayed the characteristics of an agility-based fighting soul master, leaving a series of afterimages for the opponent's attacks. He rushed straight in front of the opponent, and the first soul The ring flashed, and the two claws swept the two opponents off the ring.
A perfect end to the game.
The cheers in the stands suddenly rang out.
More intense than any previous battle.
After all, what the audience likes are battles that can show the strength of the soul master (here again criticizing the combination that kicked people down in the third lane), but this does not mean that the audience watching this kind of competition is not Yangou.
Who can resist this combination of stunning looks and powerful combination!
Audience: They can’t do it anyway! prprpr——
Oscar was originally very happy about Ning Rongrong's victory, but he overheard the cheers amidst the cheers.
"This is no better than the pretty boy who kicked people in the third place in the previous games!"
"Is there any comparison between these?! Their looks and abilities are on the same level!"
"You guys are still talking about these things. In a competition between two beautiful sisters, the cheers must be loud! Shout!"
"..."
Oscar rolled up his sleeves and immediately wanted to find the person who was pulling the strings: "Hey, you guys..."
Tang San immediately stopped: "Forget it, forget it, Brother Ao, forget it..."
Xiao Wu cheered: "Hey, Xiao Ao is pretty good. If he's a man, fuck him! Beat him..."
Yiyi stood up and covered Xiao Wu's mouth, which was not too big to watch, "Shut up!"
Stop making people angry, my little ancestor.
Xiao Wu: Up, up, up, up, isn’t he a man? (Kicks up and kicks him over)
Oscar: MD, you have to show them how powerful the violent support is!
Tang San pulled one on each side, but he couldn't hold it back.
Yiyi gave up and lay down: Forget it, let’s do whatever it takes!