Its 025: Fall, fall!

As the broken wooden door slowly opened, an old man with white hair and a beard flying in the wind came out of the door. After his eyes swept over Cheng Ming, he yawned and continued to move forward, all the way to the other two soldiers.

"What is this?" The disciples of the wonderful door on both sides of the square immediately talked in surprise, "Can this thing fight?"

"I've lived so old, and I've never seen anyone make such a powerless soldier!"

"This boy is so happy!"

"Guess what powerful tricks this old man will use?"

"I guess it's a sudden death, right? That's equivalent to dying in the competition, and the other party is considered a foul..."

Alas? That's right, there is such a way of fighting! When Cheng Xingxing heard this, he was not ashamed but proud to be in high spirits.

The teenager on the opposite side suddenly looked like ashes. Yes, the rules of the martial arts competition are there, but it is not said that it is necessary to be killed by the other party.

It's better to do it first! A flash flashed in the teenager's mind. As long as the old man slowly put him down before he dies, it will naturally be his victory. So under the command of his stream of consciousness, the two soldiers put down the black iron knife in their hands and ran over together, hugging their legs, holding their shoulders, and slowly lifting the old man up.

All the people didn't understand what it was doing at first, but after a while, everyone figured it out and couldn't help laughing together.

"It's really yours! How can you come up with such an idea!"

"Okay, you must handle it gently and don't hurt the old man!"

"Why didn't anyone send the second floor cover? Respect the old man. Don't let the stone bricks break the old man's bones!"

All kinds of ridicule, like a tide, washed the nerves of a star, and an unnatural smile appeared on his face: Haha, haha, whatever you want, anyway, I'm a fool, a useless fool...

In the laughter and cheering of people, the teenager opposite breathed a sigh of relief and was almost certain that he would be the winner of this funny martial arts competition.

However, at this moment, the soldier holding the old man's leg suddenly slipped under his feet, and a fart fell to the ground. The importance of the old man's body pressed on him, and he couldn't help falling down.

The old man seemed to be frightened by the sudden fall. He panicked and pulled the soldier who supported his shoulder. As a result, the guy also stood unsteadily and fell to the ground with a bang.

The old man lay on the two soldiers in shock and struggled for a long time before getting up and patting his chest to show his shock. After that he bent down and walked back to the broken door step by step, he opened the door by himself.

Before entering the door, he became a star. He vaguely felt that he looked at himself and blinked at himself with a smile.

This...what's the situation? Cheng Xingxing looked at the closed wooden door in a while, and then suddenly turned his head to the two soldiers on the ground in the middle of the field.

"Whist, become a star!" Hu Huangyi announced. This time, although his voice still sounds weak on the surface, in fact, it has brought some excitement and excitement in.

"How could this happen?" Looking at the two soldiers slowly climbing up, the teenager's eyes widened, "This is impossible... How is this possible? No, I want to make a heavy comparison. That doesn't count!"

"You have lost." Hu Huangyi frowned, "Don't be ashamed. Put away the soldiers and go down."

In the whole square, there was silence at this time. Everyone could hear the young man's gasp and the voice of Hu Huangyi clearly. No, it should be said that if a needle falls to the ground at this time, people can hear it very clearly, because at this moment, everyone automatically stops breathing.

"This...what is this?"

"Did the old man win?"

"Isn't it so funny? The two fools couldn't even hold an old man, but fell down first?

"Wow, hahahaha, this teenager is really weird. It's a waste of time for that stupid boy to advance to the second round!"

In an instant, laughter broke out like a flood, drowning all the protests of the teenager. People patted their thighs, covered their stomachs, and laughed back and forth. The unexpected result of the game, like a perfect comedy, made everyone laugh and cry.

The sound of a single tree covered its stomach, patted its thighs and sprayed tears, almost lying on the ground and grabbing the ground. The two elders had a pale face and stood in front of him with a smile, trying to prevent the door owner from stinking in front of the doorman. In the confrontation between the two expressions of majesty and joy, the two old faces became extremely twitching and quite happy.

"Isn't it?" After a short period of surprise, You Liang jumped high and shouted: "Xiao Xingxing, how are you! It's worthy of being the star of hope in our group of four!" The vibration caused by the fat body when it landed made the students nearby stand unsteadily.

"This boy is really lucky!" Kaobu City sighed, and Mulan couldn't help laughing: "Become a star is the easiest one to win today!" Good luck, good luck!"

"He is really lucky." Yun Heyue covered her mouth, blocked her smile, and whispered to Su Yundi next to her.

Su Yundi was satisfied with such a result. If a star wins, he has to participate in the second round. That is to say, he still has a chance to make a fool of himself, which is a good thing for Su Yundi, who is full of unsicking as a star.

I wish I could meet him in the second round. Su Yundi thought so in her heart.

In the tide of laughter, Cheng Xing came down in embarrassment and returned to the middle of the team. Everyone pricked his face with strange eyes, making him blush, and there was a feeling in his heart that he had won the martial arts but lost his life.

"Good job!" You Liang went up and slapped him on the back and slapped him back from the fantasy of suffering to reality. Kaobu City also shook his head and said, "Is this lucky? It's also a kind of ability, so you completely rely on strength, just like me."

"Don't worry so much." Mulan also patted him on the shoulder, and the warmth of his palm gave Cheng Xingxing more or less courage to resist ridicule. If you win, you win."

Next, Elder Liu began to prepare for the second round of signing. The apprentices and the audience took a half-time break, the time to go to the toilet, the time to talk about the sky, and it was in a mess for a while. Twenty minutes later, the chaotic situation ended, and the handyman held the box and asked the apprentices to draw lots.

Nine people advanced to the second round of the competition. In this way, another person will be empty and then compete with the winner of the last group. As a result, the one who drew the "five" note was the winner of the eighth group in the first round, that is, the teenager who used the steel knife. The teenager looked around and seemed to be looking for his opponent. Kaobucheng held a note with the word "four", and his face changed a little.

"Don't be discouraged." Cheng Xingxing patted him on the head and said, "At least he is No. 5, and No. 4 may be a fool. You win one game."

"Who is talking about the fourth?" Su Yundi suddenly turned around and shook the note with "four" in his hand. What's the matter with me?"

"I'm done..." Kaobucheng's body softened and almost lay on the ground. Cheng Xingxing's hand quickly pulled it. Su Yundi smiled proudly and turned his head back, but Kaobucheng could no longer stand up.

"This... Anyway, I've won one game. It's not bad." Cheng Xingxing grinned and didn't know how to comfort Kaobu City. Kaobu City shook his head and sighed, "My life is not good. It's really bad."

"Please draw the apprentice with note No. 1 to play martial arts." Hu Huangyi waved to this side on the court.

Soon, a 16-year-old teenager strode to the martial arts arena. Mulan looked down at the note in his hand and smiled at the other three losers: "It's my turn to go again. Cheer for me." With that, he was about to walk.

"Wait..." There was a flash of light in the star's mind. Suddenly, he thought of an idea. He pinched the half-dreamed Kaobu City, and the boy shouted in pain: "What are you doing?"

"Don't quarrel." Cheng Xingxing grinned, "What's that? I said Xiaocheng, can Mulan wear your armor?"

"Yes." Kaobucheng opened his mouth without thinking about it and said, "I fully consider that I am growing up and my body is getting bigger and bigger, so I made five sets of armor when I was free, including large, medium and small size. But what are you going to do?"

"I mean, can Mulan wear the armor you made?" Cheng Xing shook his head and sighed. How to say this? How can you express your meaning clearly?

"You want to ask if one general can use the utensils made by the other, right?" Mulan's eyes lit up and said what he wanted to say but couldn't express for the star.

"That's right!" The star clapped his hands, "That's it! Small town, can you?"

"Can... can't you?" Kaobucheng was stunned for a moment, "What I have never tried..."

"Then try it!" Cheng Xingxing looked excited and couldn't help but be happy for his cleverness. When Su Yundi heard his words, he couldn't help turning his head curiously.

At the urging of Chengxing, Kaobucheng slowly opened the door. Chengxing hurriedly pulled Mulan over and asked her to stand by the door. Kaobucheng's idea was to operate. A set of armor flew out of the door and put it on Mulan. Although it didn't fit well, it was okay to put it on.

"Is that okay?" You Liang sighed on one side, and the other apprentices also widened their eyes and looked curious.

"The combination of the master's power... Can you also get this method?" Hu Huangyi stood on the court, looked at this scene, and couldn't help nodding. The boy who becomes a star can surprise people.

"These apprentices seem to have good brains." The sound of a single tree was on the stage, and he also put away his laughing expression and thought in his heart.

Mulan, who wore armor, looked very powerful like a female warrior. At the urging of Hu Huangyi, she quickly walked to the martial arts arena. The waste woods cheered for Mulan's back. Mulan waved his hand and became calm in his chest.

"Mulan, you won't be my opponent!" The teenager looked at the armor that didn't fit. He smiled and was in high spirits. He waved his hand. The door opened, and two soldiers with iron bars rushed out. Mulan didn't say anything. He reached out and pulled out a slender steel knife from his door.