Legend of the Evil God Chapter 396: The summit showdown

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With a slight smile, I continued: "Yes, Guards will never let everyone spend a penny in vain. In order to make everyone's tickets worthwhile, I announced on behalf of Guards that this game We admit it!"

Ah! Oh! Oh my!

Everyone was shocked by this decision of mine, my God...It's too diao against the sky, it's such an important game, I actually admit it!

Immediately, almost (attention, almost, don't pick me up! Hey...) Everyone began to admire it, just to prevent the audience from getting value for money for Guards, the boss of Guards actually did To this extent, how can this not be admired?

Furthermore... In order to do this, Guards took the initiative to confess to it. This hand is so beautiful, it's not everyone dared to do it!

The Hua Zhi Dan under the stage, Zi Wuji on the stage, and the masters on the podium, as well as the people of insight present, almost fell to the ground in admiration. It was an extremely difficult ending. However, Leng Mo gently exposed the past with a single method. This hand is extremely beautiful. Not only will the reputation of Guardian not be reduced by taking the initiative to confess, it is the opposite. Because of this hand, everyone's trust in Guardian must be Will reach a new height, and all this, not only did Lengmo not spend a penny, on the contrary, he also avoided a chance of being humiliated for Guards! This skill of turning passive to active was simply fascinated by his playing.

After a moment of silence, the cheers rang out. All the audience stood up excitedly and slapped me lifelessly. So far... I won almost all the audience’s attention. Support, this is something I didn't expect beforehand.

Amidst the applause, I quickly found Feng Yinglong with my eyes, smiled slightly, and said to Feng Yinglong: "Okay, now... Guards and Yingtian are two wins and two losses, let Our two bosses, let's decide the final outcome of this game!"

Feng Yinglong's old face turned pale. Hearing Leng Mo's challenge on stage, he couldn't help cursing: "Fuck it, you get cheap and behave!"

Originally, Feng Yinglong’s curse is understandable. He is also a wise man. How could he fail to see all this. Ying Tian suffered two humiliations in succession. The girl killed their archer, and immediately... Ying Tian's fire magister was also divided by others. In the two games, Ying Tian was completely humiliated.

Finally, in this third game, Ying Tian can finally find some face and humiliate the opponent once. He has even secretly ordered the two brothers to humiliate the opponent as much as possible.

But... Leng Mo actually saw this. He didn't give him a chance. He took the initiative to admit defeat, and he did it in a high-sounding manner, as if he was selflessly considering everyone, and he won everyone's favor. Support, Ying Tian did nothing, it became the opposite of everyone, because...everyone hoped that Leng Mo could defeat the strong with weak!

For this reason, Ying Tian didn't even have a chance to break Leng Mo. What would they say? People have already voluntarily conceded defeat. If the guards did so because they were afraid of losing, they were stubbornly winning the first two games. Why should he say that he will win the third game? How to convince the audience to believe it?

Thinking of this, I changed my name to Feng Yinglong, and I would curse like this. It was...too despicable, too shameless, too nasty, too shameless...

However, Hua Zhi Dan is worthy of a profiteer. He has a thorough understanding of human psychology. He had long expected Feng Yinglong to curse, and pointed the magic device at Feng Yinglong in time, so... At the same time, more than 30,000 spectators saw Feng Yinglong's face, his face twisted, and he heard his rude language. Suddenly... the last few people who supported him finally moved their positions, such a character. , I feel ashamed to support him and cheer for him! After going out, she didn't dare to say hello to people, and Beier had no face.

The audience was quiet, then boos all around, Feng Yinglong was stunned for a moment, and then he saw his expressive old face on the big screen, suddenly...the color on his face became more colorful stand up.

I knocked out his teeth and **** swallows. Is he going to sue Niu Tian to deliberately frame him? If he didn’t say what he said just now, it would be useless to frame him, let’s say... Leng Mo is seeking his consent to fix the screen on him. This is completely a routine arrangement and no one would think it inappropriate. of.

Standing tremblingly, Feng Yinglong was surprised that he hadn't been angry yet. To be honest, he didn't remember how many years no one had been so angry with him. Now... finally there is another one. , A guardian boss who claims to be a lower swordsman. A month ago, the Samurai Association proved to be the guardian boss of a senior warrior. He wanted to see if his strength was as strong as his mouth, which could make him completely powerless. Fight back!

The lifting platform slowly rose, Feng Yinglong appeared on the platform with a pale face, walked a few steps lightly, glanced around, he unexpectedly did not find Leng Mo's figure, and while he was puzzled, Leng Mo's voice There was a sound on his head: "I suggest that we don't need a referee between us. Whoever is beaten to the ground can't get up, who is the loser! How?"

Hearing the direction of the sound, Feng Yinglong couldn’t help but look up. It didn’t matter, he almost vomited blood, and saw Leng Mo standing on the white energy group directly above his head. Looking at yourself condescendingly from less than two meters! This is how Feng Yinglong is not angry. Before the game started, he was ridden on his head. This......

Looking helplessly at Feng Yinglong directly below, at the beginning, I didn't stand directly above him, but four or five meters in front of him, but this guy didn't guard his house, he came on stage by himself. I just walked around until I was right underneath. I was helpless, hehe...Although the timing of my speech is a bit mean, but...I love to say at this time, who cares?

Hahahahahaha...

The audience in the audience laughed very shamelessly. The scene was in chaos. They saw it really, but they didn’t move. This kid was so stupid that he went under his crotch, and then It's so funny to explode myself, everyone agrees that Feng Yinglong definitely has the talent to be a sketch actor! Especially the two steps on the stage, it has a seven-point look like Lao Zhao, if you suddenly fall into a hand, it will be perfect! (This old Zhao is not the old Zhao in China, hehe... There is also an old Zhao in the magic world!)

Feng Yinglong finally became angry, his face flushed, and shouted at me: "Boy, although this is your place, don't deceive others too much!"

I shrugged my shoulders helplessly. I didn't refute anything. The audience was watching, and... dozens of memory spars around have faithfully recorded everything, so refutation is unnecessary.

Seeing my high self-cultivation, all the audience can't help but admire it secretly. As the head against the sky, as the top 40 richest people in the world, it is so humble and so tolerant. It is really rare.

On the other hand, when I saw that I didn’t answer, Feng Yinglong was even more angry. In his opinion, Leng Mo was disdainful of answering his questions. People didn’t even look at him and disdain to answer him. The problem.

Taking a deep breath, Feng Yinglong tremblingly said: "If you don't need a referee, you don't need it. I don't think...no one can get up and lose. I think...the one who dies and loses is more absolute!" /

Looking at the Feng Yinglong below with a smile, I secretly wondered, this stupid b, why didn't I know to leave under my cross? Stupid... too stupid.

Shaking my head, I raised my head to the direction of the console and said: "Hey! You are asleep, people don't know to avoid, don't you know to move me away? Do you want people to say that I have been bullying others? Right?"

Following my roar, the white energy group under my feet moved away gently, and the people at the scene suddenly quieted, then laughed frantically, and at the same time, wondered if there was a problem with Feng Wudi's head? Do you know how to move away from others? Or does he prefer the taste of being rided on top of his head?