Su Yue waved her hand and the disciples who cast this place yelled together: Rose will win~~~

Su Yue put his hands together and shouted in front of her mouth: "Come on, President! We are optimistic about you!"

"Come on, senior brother!" Yin Note waved his small fists excitedly.

Mo Tong showed off his muscles. Yesterday, Wang Feng wanted to find him as a foreign player, but unfortunately he refused righteously. The real man wanted to face the challenge himself: "Wang Feng, fight well, don't embarrass me!"

This is a joint cheerleader with casting and runes, and the momentum is pretty good. However, the disciples of other combat academies such as the Martial Arts Academy were really ashamed. Alas, these non-combat teams are joining in the fun. It is really embarrassing to lose.

Wrong, this is not a question of whether to lose or not, but how to lose. I hope it is not too embarrassing.

The ruling burst into laughter, and what else can I say when I see Rose himself clearly?

Cast, alas, the ignorant is fearless.

Ning Zhiyuan's expression was solemn. Although he was just a private discussion, in fact, both temples were paying close attention to it. The Autonomous Council had just delegated power. If the president had just taken office and had a big ugly appearance, he might have been dismissed from the crowd of calls, and Kalida could not keep him.

Of course, if Wang Feng can win and Rose's reputation will be greatly enhanced, then it will be a good thing for everyone to rise with the current. Ning Zhiyuan is really not a purely self-interesting type like Luo Lan. If Wang Feng really has that ability, it doesn't matter if he is a deputy.

Rachel smiled. The reason why she didn't agree to Fantesey immediately was because of this. Whether Wang Feng could sit firmly in this position. He really thought that the position of the President of the Autonomous Association was so easy to sit?

This level in front of us is a life-and-death situation. There must be reporters from the Aurora Tabbud in the crowd. Today's game will definitely be exaggerated. It is not only lively, but also the merger of the two sacred temples behind it.

Heiwukai is currently the minister of the Martial Arts Academy. He has no interest in it, but when His Highness Jixiangtian spoke, he can only pinch his nose and recognize it. He has no interest in pecking at each other, and is simply joining in the fun.

Famir actually has a good relationship with Wang Feng. Although this person likes to exaggerate and is a little unrestrained, his heart is not bad. However, he is not suitable for the position of the president. Even if it is given to the Eight Tribes, it is better. Although this is not Rose’s real strength, it can at least save Rose’s decline.

Wang Feng also carried Winnie up at the Soul Beast Courtyard. Whether Winnie would like to put her own people in first, so that the president can be comfortable.

Several of the Holy Prediction Team had already arrived at the scene and were waiting on the scene.

Mu Mu, Sha Modou, An Di, Feng Wuyu, Cai Yunhe, and the substitute Mapel who stood behind everyone.

Seeing the substitute, Lao Wang finally understood why he became familiar with him. Isn’t this the young lady he met when he went to judge the potion last time? He seemed to be playing with his hands tied up. This... At that time, the pharmacy was dim and dark, so the other party shouldn’t remember his face, right?

Tell, even if I remember him, I am not afraid. After all, Lao Wang is now a number one in Aurora City.

So Wang Feng raised his eyebrows at Mapel provocatively. Mapel lowered his head shyly, but the moment he lowered his head, there was a cold light in his eyes.

The first time the superior gave the order, lurking and giving up all actions.

Who would have thought that because of such a fool, the entire Aurora City organization fell apart. The most important thing is that even an important Mi Gao like Longlan was discovered. This is Mi who is even higher than her level.

Lao Wang was satisfied. The young lady was still so brave. But the others, tsk, each of them was very energetic, especially the one named An Di, who looked pretty and sensible, and his eyes looked a little special.

Needless to say, Lao An has already made arrangements, and Brother An will definitely lose to him, just to see why he arranged for him to meet him without knowing it.

Lao Wang was about to say hello to the other side, but the captain Mu Mu's face was already a little impatient. He agreed to be right at ten o'clock, but this team of waste actually dared to let him wait here for ten minutes.

Mu Mu is one of the vice presidents of the ruling. He keenly seized this opportunity. What else can increase his popularity than torture Rose?

And this is also a bonus point for future selection of hero contests.

Mu Mu waved his hand and interrupted the polite conspiracy that Lao Wang had prepared and said coldly: "Since you are here, don't talk nonsense, just start! Five against five, one-on-one fight or group fight, or how to arrange people, you say, we are just as easy as we are!"

This is definitely a naked look down on me. For real competition, this order is crucial, and there are tactical arrangements here.

Although I knew I could not beat it, the other party was so rude that Rose’s disciples were very frustrated, but after all, it was a bargain and it was not a waste of money.

Wang Feng smiled and was a little pretentious, "Since it's a fair discussion, how can we Rose take advantage of you? Let's follow the rules. You are the challengers. You first come out and then alternate in turn to avoid finding a reason if you lose."

The audience was stunned, and the verdict was even more hilarious, with constant whistles.

"President Wang Feng, grand!"

"Old Tie is awesome, I will be the toilet director for you when we decide to merge Rose!"

Ning Zhiyuan and others looked at each other, and wouldn’t they take advantage of it?

Although it is a bit frustrating, the result is more important.

Mu Mu smiled, and the typical one who didn't have a b-digit number was waved, "It's all disciples of the Holy Clan, the old rules, falling off the martial arts competition stage, admit defeat, and losing combat ability are considered losing."

Wang Feng waved his hand in a grand manner, "Of course, but we can't beat us if we admit defeat. It's not good to hurt people on purpose."

The audience burst into laughter, Ning Zhiyuan and others were a little bit grinning. How could such a cowardly words be so straightforward?

Seeing that Wang Feng wanted to open his mouth again, he probably knew that this person's verbal skills were not long-winded with Lao Wang: "Sha Mo Dou, for the first time, give them some colors!"

Lao Wang also waved his hand quite simply: "Lao Wang's vanguard general - Fantesey!"

In fact, if you weren't afraid that Da Ge would be unhappy, he liked this kind of exchange, which was not bloody, and was very lively. He brought some snacks and beer and had special effects, which would be much more exciting than watching boxing.

Asibayi stood up with a depressed look on his face. He understood why he could not arrange a less fierce person for himself. Sha Modou stayed with Rose for several months and beaten up.

The others on both sides automatically retreated, leaving only Shamodo and Fantesi on the stage.

Sha Modou looked very young, only fifteen or sixteen years old, with a childish look on his face. He was not tall, but very well-proportioned, with long hands and feet, and handsome facial features. At this time, he bowed politely: "Please give me advice."

Fantesey quickly bowed and replied to the gift. In fact, he hated the martial arts gift very much, and he was about to beat him to the death. Why are you still making these stupid and polite conspiracies? And isn’t you tired of bent down?

The ruling behind the stage, when he saw Fantersy's sticking butt, he laughed: "The strongest martial artists fight against the fattest martial artists, all five words."

"I bet this fat man can last for five seconds!"

"You underestimate him too much. Just this body of body, you can carry it for at least ten seconds."

"Bah!" Mo Tong couldn't stand it anymore: "A bunch of dogs who look down on others, dare to make a bet with me?"

No matter how much I say this fat man was trained by myself, let’s talk about it, we all drank wine together, and the fat man admired him very much and didn’t care about everyone’s age at all. He sipped on senior brother Mo Tong, and Mo Tong liked this. Although Wang Feng is a scumbag, this fat man’s friend is really good, of course he has to support him!

The people on the verdict were happy: "Isn't this a member of the Eight Tribes? How do you bet!"

Bang!

"Ten thousand rios!" A bulging purse was thrown to the ground by Mo Tong: "I bet he can hold on for five minutes! If you have any bets, take out the money if you have any bets!"

The ruling side was a little dull and burst into laughter. Seeing him being aggressive, he thought this fat man was really a hidden master, but he didn't expect it to be like this.

The disciples of the ruling wanted to bet with him, but unfortunately they came out to watch the fun. Who would bring so many Rio with them without any trouble?

Just when he was worried, he saw the captain of the Holy Commander Mu Mu sneered and handed a color to the gunman Cai Yunhe in the team. The latter understood and threw out a h8 with a little pain.

"We are never timid in our ruling," Mu Mu said lightly. Wang Feng must be done, but he doesn't like the people of the Eight Tribes, let alone the ordinary ruling disciples don't understand the people of Lao Wang's team. Could he not understand it in advance? The Holy ruling can squeeze into the hero competition every year, and it's not that it's arrogant and careless: "If you want to play, just play bigger. This h8 is worth 30,000 euros. I'll calculate 20,000 yuan for you. Do you have money? Do you want to give you time to make up some?"

Why was Mo Tong so timid? He asked me to borrow some notes behind him, and threw them down another bag of money. He said with confidence: "Who is afraid of who? Today I won you all out of business! Asiba, come on, you won half of your score!"

Fantesy on the court couldn't hear this at all. This was the first time in his official game in his life. There was a tsunami outside. It seemed that he was a fat man since he was sensible and was a marginal figure. What he liked the most was to be a member of the corner. I didn't expect that one day he would bear such a great responsibility.

His heart was beating straight. In fact, Fantesey had insomnia yesterday. He was not afraid of losing, but he was also losing. He was afraid of the game itself.

At this time, in the eyes of the people around, Fantesi's posture was stiff, his pupils were dilated, and his calves were a little shaking. This is a damn...

The opposite side of Sha Modou was obviously relaxed and relaxed. These were all small scenes. To be honest, he really had a little impression of this Fan, because the martial arts master is so fat, he really can't find it. It was also because of this expansion that made Sha Modou decide to leave Rose.

A powerful martial artist may not necessarily be a good principal, he is a little disappointed with Kalida.

The referee gave the order and the game began!

The Sha Modou on the opposite side smiled slightly, and didn't care. He stood with his hands behind his back. When the "starting sound" sounded on the sidelines, his whole person suddenly turned into a ray of light and rushed out.

Asiba's pupils shrank suddenly. The other party's speed was so fast that he couldn't see clearly at all. How to change it?

Defense or dodge, or?
Chapter completed!