Ma Suo froze, what do you mean?

　　 Taking advantage of this stunned, Fantsey hurriedly put the sheepskin bag to his mouth, and just as soon as he touched the **** lips, he grinned with pain.

　　 He lifted his head and opened his mouth, enduring the pain.

　　 Gulu Gulu Gulu...

　　 The wine seemed to be poured directly into the throat, and he didn't see any swallowing movements. The two-pound sheepskin bag instantly bottomed out.

　　 Everyone stared dumbfounded. The smell of wine in the sheepskin bag couldn't be concealed, but no one could figure out what it meant to drink at this time. What kind of potion was in it to recover from the injury? But, is there any potion to restore injury that can be mixed into wine?

The scene was quiet. Everyone wondered what the fat guy was doing. Even Marceau just watched quietly. No matter how good the cure potion, it takes time to digest. The actual use of potions is completely lingering. As for Those potions that stimulate potential, not to mention the sequelae, he really hasn't enjoyed it!

　　 I saw Fantasy drank it in one gulp and threw the empty sheepskin bag to the ground.

　　 He stretched out his hand to support the ground, wobbly trying to get up, but only halfway up, his face suddenly changed and his expression was solemn.

　　 The audience also followed closely. After all, when I got here, Rose was a strange trick frequently, and Marceau raised his brow slightly. Is there a change?

　　 "Oh! Cough cough cough!"

Fantsey put his hands on the ground, and suddenly a big mouthful of messy filth spit out, dripping all over the floor, the strong smell of wine mixed with the pungent smell of filth filled the air, choking him coughing again and again. Even the tears came out.

　　 Killed two catties of old mad martial arts in one breath, even the three tyrants who drink wine every day have to fall to the ground, not to mention the fancier who is far less drunk!

　　 This vomiting is directly vomiting dim, sun and moon dull, looking like that, I am afraid that he will fall headlong on the filth he vomited at any time.

　　 "I wipe..." Winnie covered her face, almost unable to stand it anymore: "My mother thought you gave him a panacea..."

　　 But when Wang Feng saw that Fantasea vomited out, a smile appeared on his face: "No matter how good the panacea is, it is not as good as these thirty years of madness!"

　　 Wang Feng looked at Fantasy, this is the extra madness specially prepared for him, so that at this moment, the awakening is only at five or five, but he always has to try.

　　 At this time, the disciples of the Xifeng Temple in the surrounding stands were already roaring with laughter.

　　 I thought this fat man was drinking a magical potion that could change his life against the sky and instantly recover from his injuries, but he didn't expect that it was really wine! And, what a pity!

　　 "Wasting my face, are you here to be funny, fat man?"

　　 "It's really a pig-like idiot, Rose's people are not good at fighting, so they should change their acting?"

　　 "Brother Masso! Kill him!"

　　Ma Suo also flashed a sneer on his face, a ugly thing, thinking that he really had something...but the thought hadn't been finished yet, the sneer on Maso's face had suddenly froze.

　　 He is the closest person to Fantasy, only seven or eight meters away. Naturally, he is the person who can sense the changes in the other party the first time.

It was a feeling that the world was pausing. The heavy breathing on the other side suddenly stopped, and the pounding pounding heartbeat also calmed down...More than this, that is still holding hands. On the ground, facing the fat man with his own pile of vomit, it seemed that the whole person suddenly calmed down completely.

　　 "The fat guy doesn't move anymore, is he asleep?"

　　 "Still playing tricks!"

　　 There was a lot of ridicule around the stands, but the elders on the long stand were involuntarily sinking.

Marceau felt a little anxious in his heart suddenly, as if he felt some great threat, as if he felt a dormant tiger is secretly locking himself, but the left and right sides are clear and empty, except for the one who has been wounded and drunk. Outside of the poor mess, there is no other threat at all, and it is impossible!

What is 　　? !

　　 Maso was anxious, and the next second.

　　 Hiccup!

　　 The fat drunk man who was holding the ground motionless suddenly trembled and hiccuped.

　　 A strong scent of alcohol instantly spread, and then, Fantsey suddenly raised his head.

　　 It was a flushed face, full of alcohol, and his nose, mouth, and ears seemed to be on fire, and a faint blue smoke continued to blow out.

　　 What is even more terrifying is the pair of eyes. There are no eyeballs in his eyes, but a piece of directly turned white, bloodshot all over the inside, like a blind man who has opened his eyes for a thousand years!

　　Ma Suo was taken aback by his face, and he involuntarily stepped back half a step, but immediately felt that he was showing weakness.

"Pretend to be a **** and play a ghost!" Ma Suo was very angry. After waiting for so long, he was considered to be benevolent and righteous, and he showed the majestic demeanor of the Xifeng Temple. No matter whether he drinks the fragments or changes, I will completely solve him now and ask him. Life!

　　 His spirit power shook suddenly, black energy entangled, and he rushed forward, his whole body's power was concentrated on his right elbow, half of his body was directly pressed!

　　 The knee is the ground, and the elbow is the sky.

　　 Sirius Kill!

The distance is close, and the shot is a killer move, aiming at Fantasy, who hasn't fully gotten up and is half-kneeling on the ground, hits the head, Marceau's eyes are full of murderousness, the eruption of this distance, the fat man's time to get up There will be no opportunities!

kill!

　　 Sirius is attacking, unstoppable, just like...

　　Bang~

　　 A fat palm directly supported the right elbow that Marceau had hit.

The power of 　　 Sirius kill is amazing, but the power of the fat hand is even more amazing. Facing the shocking blast, his wrist sank slightly, and he held it firmly.

　　 "I'll rub it!" Winnie looked surprised and delighted. Even if Mr. Ren said that she broke the sky just now, she couldn't believe that two catties of wine could help Fanci to turn defeat into victory, but now the facts seem to be the case.

Marceau just felt that the blow he had just hit was like hitting some thick mat, and he had withstood it with just a slight pressure. He was shocked, and he wanted to change his move immediately, but he didn't expect the thick hand to support it. When he turned his right elbow, he turned his five fingers and snapped.

Snapped!

　　Ma Suo only felt that the entire elbow joint was clamped by iron tongs, and he couldn't move anymore.

　　Where is the strength of this fat man? ! At least twice as strong as before!

　　Ma Suo was shocked and angry. It was too late to think about the key. The ancient boxing elbow is the most powerful boxing method, only attacking but not defending! Instead of trying to get rid of the right elbow caught by the opponent, it is better to attack!

　　 Using the opponent's grasping power, he didn't retreat, but changed his center of gravity, pushing his knees forward.

　　 Knee top, the wolf will kill!

　　 Before the power of this ultimate move could fully explode, the fat man with rolled eyes suddenly turned around, twisting Marzo's elbow with one hand, just like twisting a rags pocket, straight into the air.

　　 With that terrifying pull and inertia, Marceau’s knee-top killer move was directly broken, and his whole body was pulled up uncontrollably. Then he stared at the ground with round eyes and quickly enlarged in front of him.

　　 Boom!

The hard ground of the metal ring made the closest contact with Marceau’s face. With just one click, Marceau’s head was stunned. There were all five-pointed stars in front of him, and the buzzing sound in his ears. Absolutely, the bones of the whole body seemed to fall apart, it was painful every inch!

　　 Before he could take a closer look at the sourness of his whole body, his body flew right after the clouds and mist, but before he could fly into the air, his head began to charge again.

　　 Still smashed?

　　 Poor Marceau had only time to think of the last thought in his mind, and he was stunned and fainted. Fortunately, he was stunned and he didn't realize the next hell.

　　 Fan Tesi with his eyes turned white is like an ancient beast that has entered a frenzied state. What ancient fist and elbow? What dark fighting technique? What kind of rigidity and softness... are all play stuff!

　　 At this time, Fantasy only understands one word-destruction!

　　 He rounded up a person like a pillow and smashed it on the ground, but he was too addicted to jump on it and step on it, wishing to step on all his intestines.

　　 In just two or three seconds, Marceau was almost smashed into pieces, and he was about to be trampled into a mess...

　　 "Stop it!" Ma Tianci on the long platform was inexhaustible. His brave son was suddenly beaten by the vagrant, and he was afraid that he would lose his life in an instant!

　　 His Lao Ma family is no better than the Zhao family. It has always been a single pass. Whether it is Xifeng Temple’s face or honor, it can be earned, but there is only one son!

　　 Boom!

　　 A black light rushed down from the long platform like a mad, that spirit power burned like black flames, as if transformed into a terrifying three-headed dog from hell, blasting straight towards the maddening Fan Tesi!

　　 "Fuck it! Shameless!" Winnie's mouth was almost crooked.

　　 That's a ghost class powerhouse! Even if it saves people, it actually hits Fantasy!

　　 fuck! This is also in the Xifeng Sanctuary. If it is in Rose, there are Thunder Dragon, Kalida and others, which one will get this old thing arrogant!

　　 "Hohohoho!"

Facing the horrible blow of a ghost-level powerhouse, the frenzied Fantsey was not afraid of him. In fact, he didn't even know how to write the word'fear' at this time, regardless of who he came from, both palms. Push forward fiercely.

　　 The madness of the mad Tai Chi tiger manifested behind him, colliding with the three-headed **** dog.

　　 Boom!

　　 The three-headed dog fell steadily, but the invincible Tai Chi Tiger was shaken out.

　　Ma Tianci could not care to see what Fantasy was like, and picked up his already angry son, and at the same time dig out a bottle of potion that looked quite precious with his other hand, and poured it directly into his mouth.

　　 and opposite him, thump!

　　Fantasy didn't fall directly to the ground after being shaken by more than ten meters. Instead, he backed up a few strides, and finally fell to the ground.

　　 Winnie, Lao Wang, and others also rushed up at this time, holding on to Fantasy, who was sitting on the ground.

I saw that Fantsey seemed to be a bit stunned by the horrible blow just now, and it seemed to wake him from a frenzied state. The white white eyes disappeared a lot, and replaced by a At the bewildered eyeballs, the mouth was still crooked, and the teeth were missing, but it didn't seem like he had suffered any fatal injuries, which made Winnie, Lao Wang and the others relieved.

Fan Texi’s sudden madness reversed, and the dean of the Xifeng Temple Martial Arts Academy suddenly took action. Everything was unexpected to everyone. I just felt that this change was wave after wave, and the previous wave has not After digestion, the next wave will come again.

　　 And even more terrifying... Just now Ma Tianci obviously made an angry shot, even if he shot hastily, even if he didn't use his full strength, he was a ghost-level powerhouse after all! The brilliance of the majesty at the time of the shot, even the templar disciples who were just bystanders already felt trembling, but, but that Fantasy actually took it down? And he didn't die, he didn't even seem to be injured much!

　　The martial arts battlefield was quiet at this time, and everyone was staring dumbfounded.

　　 Confirmed that Fantasy was okay, and the mouth of the Old Wang team would not be idle.

　　 Winnie widened her eyes and took a sip in the direction of Ma Tianci. She was not afraid of Ma Family Niu Family Zhao Family!

　　 "Isn't it said that the one who is afraid of death is not a temple disciple? Isn't it that you can't save people? What a shameless old man, you just swallowed what you said!"

　　 "Winnie, don't be impulsive," Lao Wang stopped her and said loudly: "Look at their style, they are despicable people in themselves, but today they show their true shape, and they are ghost level masters."

　　 "Bah! What a ghost level? I have eight brothers, eight of them!" Winnie put up a **** directly at the other side, domineeringly: "Old stuff, this account is for you!"

　　 "Speak carefully! People's Xifeng Church is one of the top ten churches after all, so I still have to leave a little side for others."

　　 "Bah! The face is earned by yourself, not by others! What kind of shit, the top ten temples, what the principal said in his mouth is like farting!"

　　 "Oh, isn't this all normal, calm down your anger..."

Ma Suo was seriously injured. The opposite Ma Tianci was still paying attention to his son at this time, ignoring the foul language of these two people, and maybe even not paying attention to hearing them at all, but the duo of the two made you sing. I went, and in minutes, Tangtang Xifeng Temple was worthless.

　　 The disciples of the Xifeng Temple around the stands were blushing, and suddenly they screamed and shouted.

But when Wang Feng was saving people before, everyone really laughed. Principal Zhao Feiyuan did say, "Life and death are fate, and it is not the temple disciple who is afraid of death." In fact, it doesn’t matter to save them, but Ma Tianci’s anger just now The shot is over. If Fantsey has any shortcomings, it might not be a good thing.

　　 The martial arts battlefield was noisy at this time, and Fu Changsheng looked indifferent on the long stage, and Zhao Feiyuan was already pale, and finally could not sit still and stand up.

"be quiet!"

　　 Zhao Feiyuan screamed, and the aura of a top ghost class powerhouse suddenly descended, and the terrifying soul power was like a cannon. It shook the entire martial arts arena, and instantly shook the noisy scene quietly.

　　 Zhao Feiyuan looked at Wang Feng and Winnie coldly: "Wang Feng, are you still competing?"

　　 "Compare, of course!" Pharaoh said with a smile, "Isn't it just two to one? It's not over yet."

　　 "Then take your people back to your own position!" Zhao Feiyuan said coldly: "You have won the third game, and the fourth game will start next!"

"Huh?" The old Wang was about to be a demon, his eyes stared: "What do we mean by winning? We won honestly, unlike some old shameless, ghost-level full blows, this is to kill our brothers Is this the quality of Xifeng Church?"

　　 At this time, it would be a idiot to pick up the two Roses again. Zhao Feiyuan was too lazy to respond, snorted heavily, turned around and sat back.

　　 If the opponent did not accept the move, it was tantamount to admitting counsel. After all, this was the place of the other person. What's more, the game had to continue. Pharaoh and Winnie also accepted it as soon as they saw it, and slowly helped Fantasy to step down.

The Bing Lingzhong, Huoshenshan and others on the side of the stand all cheered. At this time, Fantasy was in good condition. Although the chin was really beaten, it was actually only a few more teeth missing and it looked deformed. It was a little scary, but it didn't hurt too much in fact. It was just that the descendants of madness were a little collapsed, depressed and speechless.

But after all, it was a trick against a ghost-level powerhouse. Winnie had been swearing just now, and she had a bad breath in her chest. At this time, she was very curious about Fantasy, and couldn't help asking: " Pharaoh, why did Asiba become so fierce after drinking?"

　　 "This is a long story..." Old Wang smiled knowingly.

　　 Why is it called Kuanghua Taijihu?

The true madness of Tai Chi Tiger, in fact, Fantasy tried once, that was when the Dragon City Mystery was awakened for the first time. At that time, he faced an opponent of the same level as Marceau, but it turned out to be a spike. It is the true posture of the mad Tai Chi Tiger!

　　 However, it needs ghost-level power to control it, and now Fantasy can only appear when he loses consciousness. Under severe damage, he will directly transform into a violent stimulus.

　　 Of course, this is still incomplete, and only when he can completely control the state of the mad Tai Chi tiger by himself, and when he can retract it freely, will it be truly complete awakening.

Masuo was quickly lifted down, and the fighting field was emptied. A few Xifeng disciples carrying buckets and rags quickly came to the stage and cleaned up the blood stains. The dark metal floor contrasted with a brilliant luster, leaving no trace. Traces, as if the **** battle just now did not exist.

　　 Two to one, the match came to the match point as expected, but the match point did not belong to the Xifeng Temple, but rose.

Fantsey was helped down just now. Bing Ling and the people on the Vulcan Mountain were a little worried about his injury. The Xifeng disciples in the stands around the battlefield were mostly silent and solemn, but they sat instead. Those in the front row of the stands are more enthusiastic and speak much louder.

　　 Most of these are wealthy businessmen who have some spare money in their hands and come to see the excitement, or reporters from major newspapers.

　　 The former is to watch the excitement, and it is also a kind of investigation. In fact, the churches everywhere are sponsored by a large number of wealthy businessmen, which is a lot of income for the churches.

Of course, this is not a shareholding, and the temple will not accept any shareholding. The main reason is to allow your children to easily enter the temple gate, get rid of the status of nouveau riche, and promote to the upper class. At the same time, it is also for the children to build better The interpersonal network, after all, can enter the sanctuary. It is either a genius decision, a future alliance upstart, or a variety of wealthy businessmen and dignitaries. It's not that you can buy enrollment places with money temporarily~lightnovelpub.net~ It must have a relationship... This is considered a kind of educational investment, especially the kind of temple with great potential. For example, the roses now don’t need to spend too much money, but giving charcoal in the snow can smash the relationship very hard. These wealthy businessmen actually It is very popular.

The reporters, naturally, are here to record the game. Although most of the writing is not conducive to Rose, to be honest, in this entire league, it is these reporters who are most looking forward to Rose to win. . This is good news. Anyone who writes an article is popular. If Rose really loses, they won't have to write.

　　 To put it bluntly, whether it is a wealthy businessman looking forward to a dark horse, or a reporter looking forward to not smashing their jobs, these people are probably the people around the most who want to see Rose win, and they are the most objective view of Rose's strength.

　　 I used to think that the rose was very weak, and a few three to zero are all coincidentally in it, but this is already one of the top ten Xifeng...

In the fourth game, the Xifeng Temple sent someone to play first. People all looked at the position of the Xifeng team. The opponents held the match point as if they were stuck in their necks, making the Xifeng disciples a little worried, but when they saw the anger When the God of War stood there like a mountain, all the hanging hearts of Xifeng's disciples were put down.

　　 Yes, they also have the top ten God of War in the temple! Zhao Zi, the gun of eternity, said!

　　 At this time, Zhao Ziyue couldn't see the slightest panic on his face. His toes were just a light kick, and the silver eternal gun turned slightly for a half circle and backed it behind him.

　　 There is no gorgeous dazzling skill, Zhao Ziyue just walks slowly on stage, but every step he takes, it seems to be stepping on everyone's heart, affecting the audience.

　　 "It's the captain! The captain is going to shoot himself!"

　　 "The Gun of Eternity! The Gun of Eternity!"