Senior Brother Leng Qingyi hummed, "Don't compare my junior sister with you, you can't compare it!"

"Sometimes, don't speak too absolute, otherwise it won't look good if you get slapped." When Duanmu Yawang said, he saw that the cloth strips on his body were gone.

It turned out that several seniors who had been deserted by Qingyi were eliminated.

Leng Qingyi said: "Then let's wait and see if we have a chance to slap me in the face?"

"OK."

Leng Qingyi moved his cold eyes and turned away.

Looking at her slender and moving back, Duan Muya walked over and bumped Xiao Wuzheng's arm with her elbow, "Hey, I think Leng Qingyi likes you."

"It's obvious." Xiao Wuzheng stretched out his hands frankly, "However, I have no interest in such a femme-cold beauty."

"Oh? How do you like it?"

Xiao Wuzheng curled his lips and smiled, "I won't tell you."

"..." Duan Muya sighed, too lazy to say anything, and continued to the next street.

Starting from Twenty-Ninth Street, it's a real high zone. It's not as simple as free testing, and there are battles.

That's right, except for the lottery elimination system of twenty-five and twenty, there are battles on every other street.

Moreover, the battles in these streets are based on a lottery, two-by-two battle mode, where the two players will lose and whoever will go.

In the high zone, competition is different.

Duanmu Yawang could feel that after entering the high zone, the atmosphere became serious, and the whole venue was bigger. In addition to the test bench in the big venue, there were actually ten benches as big as the test bench behind it.

Duanmu Yawang didn't know what it was for at first, but when he asked later, he realized that it was a platform specially used for fighting.

It is worth mentioning that the high zone is the high zone, and everyone you meet is well dressed.

In other words, everyone's living conditions are not bad.

And when you walk on the street, you don’t have to be afraid of someone going by.

For this reason, Duanmu Yawang also wanted to return the embroidered bag to Xiao Wuzheng, but Xiao Wuzheng was too lazy to go back. The reason was: "I have too many such small things, and I don't want the ones that others have used."

This makes Duanmu Yawan want to kill him.

After Xiao Wuzheng finished speaking, he added: "The Qiankun bag you used before is conspicuous wherever you go. The more you go to the high-level street, the more people will know the goods. Don't just show it."

"Oh."

For this reason, Duanmu Yawang had to obediently continue to use embroidery.

Every street has new people.

Although there were a lot of new people on 29th Street, Duanmu Yawang had hundreds of people. Duanmu Yawang was very interested, and roughly counted the total number of people, and found that there were more than 300 people on 29th Street.

More than 300 people, half of them were eliminated at once, which is really choking.

Of course, before being eliminated, there is still a need to test, and only after passing the test can you have a chance to participate in the draw.

Duanmu Yawang is still very much in the spotlight, and the newly added people have been talking about her after seeing her, especially after seeing her pass, some people are almost totally unbelievable.

The newly added people couldn't help but question: "Where did this black-haired and dark-eyed person come from? Why can he even pass the high-zone test?"

"I don't know the origin. I heard that the one who came up from 70th Street, don't look good, but has a vicious heart and is particularly arrogant." As he said, someone will inquire about it and give it a popular science.

Someone listened to this person's comment that Duanmu Yawang said she was pretty good, and was displeased. "The eyes are dark and the hair is jet-black. What looks good, are you blind?"

"This face is really good-looking." The person who said Duanmu Yawang is good-looking retorted weakly: "Don't you think, this face is perfect, and the eyes are black and bright like stars, and the hair is so smooth. It looks more shiny than silver hair."

The more he talked about it, the more upright and confident he was, "Conscientiously speaking, she should be the best-looking of all women, right?"

"..."

For a while, no one said anything.

Not denying it is equivalent to admitting.

"Yes, what if she looks good?"

Someone snorted, "Didn't you also say, she is very vicious, what good is such a person, no matter how beautiful? I think a woman should be like Miss Leng, with beauty and connotation."

"Yeah."

This remark was approved by many men.

Leng Qingyi heard all these conversations, but she didn't feel happy.

On such occasions, she has almost never lost to others in front of her appearance, and now she is evaluated again and again as not as good-looking as Duanmu Yawang, which makes it difficult for her to accept.

Is good connotation also good-looking?

That's hilarious!

This is simply insulting her!

Although many people say that Duanmu Yawang is vicious or something, most people can't help but stare at her. The more they look, the more they have to admit that people with black hair and black eyes are actually so good-looking...

Of course, they are also very curious, "Isn't the black-haired and dark-eyed person saying that he can't live, and his physique is very poor, and will be burned by spiritual energy? Why can she be alive and come to this high area?"

"Yeah, it's very strange. I heard that she had lost the fight before, and the winner has been eliminated, but she has come now, which is really weird."

Someone doubted: "Isn't it possible that she came from a medical family? Could it be cheating, taking medicine for every test?"

"Everyone is guessing like that, I don't know whether it's true or not."

"We all pay attention. If it is too much, we will report her and let the messenger check her."

Someone is no longer interested in this, and eagerly said: "We will draw lots to fight in a while, I really want to fight her."

Someone contemptuously said: "A black-haired and dark-eyed trash, what can you be proud of if you win?"

The man retorted softly: "If you can come to Twenty-Ninth Street, you shouldn't be called a trash. If you talk too much now and get eliminated by others, it would be a bit ugly."

Someone sneered, "I really want to try it, and see if she really has such an ability!"

...

The draw began soon.

The lottery mode is similar to the previous three-person draw mode, but this time I changed the note to a bamboo stick.

Put all the bamboo sticks into a bucket that can only be inserted into one hand, and the messenger and subordinates casually reach in and take out two sticks. Then, the names written on the two sticks will automatically pair and fight.

Regarding this mode, Duanmuya looked at Yin Huiyin's chin and talked to Yin Huiyin, "To be honest, I think this mode is prone to black box operation."

Why let the messenger take their shots?

Isn't there a queue? If you throw the names of the first half of all queues into the bucket and let the remaining half go on stage, wouldn't it be more fair and just?

"Well, this is a problem."

Mulberry leaves picking is gone, and Yin Huiyin is also worried that Duanmu Ya will be bored, so at these times, she usually sits and chats with her without practicing.

However, drawing lots like this would be faster than half of the people who stepped up one by one to draw one by one. The messenger, the man in black and others reached out and grabbed it, and while grabbing it, they announced who they were fighting against.

After making up ten pairs, stop the draw, and let the black-clothed person take the ten pairs of challengers to each of the ten tables, watching them challenge by the side.

Others who have not challenged can also find the challenger they are interested in and watch under that challenger's stage.

Duanmu Yawang was not very interested in watching these, yawning, went to find Xiao Wuzheng and Xiao Bailu.

After passing, she complained: "It's really boring."

Xiao Wuzheng seemed to be smiling but not smiling, "Are you bored with us? We have been doing nothing to accompany you."

Duanmu Yawang blinked and said strangely: "No, why do you have to stay with me? I can be said to be familiar now."

She originally thought that Xiao Wuzheng would definitely have something to leave halfway, but she didn't expect that he would come here with her all the way from 70th Street!

Xiao Wuzheng laughed and said leisurely: "I think boredom is better than boredom, I won't leave, I just like to stay here."

When talking, frowned, "When you come, look at your child first, and I will go to the toilet first."

Then he hurried away.

Looking at his back, Xiao Bailu sticks out his tongue, "Sister, I always suspect that Xiao Wuzheng has another purpose. He will stay with you, but he rarely looks at you. He always sees everything through. change."

"puff."

Duanmu Yawang didn't take it seriously, rubbed his head and said: "You care about him, as long as his purpose is not me."