Chapter 93 You can deal with him in one move, I'm optimistic about you!
Lin Feng looked at the iceberg-like woman and her increasingly fierce and powerful sword moves. His heart was bitter and there was a trace of joy at the same time. I'm afraid Meng'er has broken through to the third grade of swordsman.
Lin Menger seemed to look here, but soon withdrew her sword and quickly disappeared into the vast sea of people.
The next one to play is Lin Jian. Lin Jian looked at Lin Feng, who was obviously empty and more dazzling, pulled a ferocious smile at the corners of his mouth, and then quickly walked towards his opponent.
The unlucky man looked at his opponent was Lin Jian, and his already sad face was even more bitter as his own father and mother. When he saw Lin Jian walking towards him with a murderous smile on his face, his right hand loosened, and his long sword fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.
The people around the ring looked foolishly at the farce on the stage and burst into laughter.
The face of the guy who didn't know how to be bloody for hundreds of lives suddenly turned red. He quickly squatted down and picked up the long sword in a hurry, jumped directly from the ring in confusion, drilled into the crowd and disappeared.
"What a poor baby!" Lin Feng sighed. Although he knew that it was not authentic, he couldn't help but want to laugh.
Lin Jian's eyes turned back to Lin Feng. He looked down at Lin Feng condescendingly, nodded arrogantly at the ground in front of him, and then shook his head at him. The meaning is obvious. You'd better be glad to be eliminated earlier and don't meet me.
The next person in the No. 5 ring is another sharp move to solve the other party. Lin Feng slowly had a bad taste, and he wanted to see how long a move could last.
The people who saw these three games also had the same bad taste as Lin Feng. They quietly surrounded the No. 5 ring, the expression on their faces was extremely excited and strange, and the atmosphere of the No. 5 ring reached an inexplicable **.
The people around naturally felt that this ring was different and gradually surrounded them. When they heard the complaints of the people around the original No. 5 ring, they also stood still and looked forward to the next scene. Soon, even Lin Feng, who had a relatively wide space around him, was quickly surrounded. He felt the hard skull of the big head in front of him, the pungent smell on the right, the hard chest muscles of the giant on the left and the warm and enthusiastic embrace of the man behind him, and wanted to cry without tears. That's good. Even if you want to leave, you can't leave.
However, why are there either dwarfs or giants around me, either smelly people or celebrities with sexual orientation? Lin Feng felt the bodies of the men around him and was very wronged. How could he be a few fragrant, soft and soft girls?
It's also strange that the next group of opponents in the No. 5 ring still died one by one.
The No. 5 ring has now been officially renamed as a ring. The people around the ring all growled as loudly as the male wolf**. People who heard this strange movement looked curiously, and then surrounded them more turbulently.
Lin Feng smiled bitterly and felt his feet off the ground and the four big men who were in closer contact with him. He couldn't laugh. His lungs were fiercely supported by his big head, and the back was held tightly by the ambiguous embrace. Feeling the inexplicable hard object on his buttocks, Lin Fengxin's hair was numb, and the gods and Buddhas blessed him. That was just a sword handle...
Soon, a move surrounded by three layers and three layers greeted his next group of opponents.
People craned their necks and looked at a handsome man standing in the ring, but they didn't know why.
After waiting for a long time, a handsome man standing alone and melancholy on the ring. He looked at the dense heads below and felt that his blood sugar was suddenly a little low. He looked at the referee in the ring and was even more sad.
"No. 290, where's your opponent?" The referee, who was a little depressed, looked at the handsome man and was very angry.
"I don't know!" 290 looked at a ring referee aggrievedly: "I'm about to ask you."
Well, this 290th really lives up to his number. Seeing a move, the referee forced himself to endure his anger. At this time, he dared to move the earth on Taisui's head. He really went to the toilet with a lantern - looking for shit (death)!
"You are really two hundred and nine!" Sure enough, the referee was furious: "You can't find your opponent and ask me, is it you or me?! If you don't want to compete, get out of here quickly. I'll judge you directly as a loser.
"But..." No. 290 still muttered timidly, "Isn't the matching number in your hands? How can I know?" After saying that, he rubbed his eyes aggrievedly.
"What a two hundred and ninety!" Lin Feng shook his head at the living two hundred and nine.
"What is two hundred and ninety handsome men?" A sweet and extremely boring word came from Lin Feng's ear. Then a pair of gentle and charming hands climbed to Lin Feng's shoulder and beat thoughtfully.
Yes, it's beating. The ten dexterous fingers jumped on Lin Feng's shoulders like dancing elves, and a hot numbness and crispness instantly spread throughout Lin Feng's whole body.
"Do you dare to take your hand away?" Lin Feng gritted his teeth and said. If he hadn't been unable to move at all now, he would have turned around and killed the guy behind him who gently 'hold' him in his arms.
Isn't this kind of shemale already unbearable and killed by the sky? How can there be any remnants?!
"Don't be so fierce. You haven't told anyone what two hundred and nine are. The man's hand withdrew reluctantly, but when he took it back, he went all the way down Lin Feng's backbone, and then reluctantly took it away and said aggrievedly.
Lin Feng suddenly felt a coolness up his spine, and his body shivered.
"You'd better not let me know who you are." Lin Feng endured the goosebumps and said harshly, "Otherwise, the young master will definitely frustrate you and lock you in a small dark room. You will never see the sun again."
"Wow, you are so cruel and violent!" The guy who was obviously a male voice but pretended to be a girl said coquettishly, "But they like it very much. They just like a domineering and masculine brother like you.
Lin Feng trembling and looked at the sympathetic people around him silently. Although everyone knows to cherish life and stay away from shemales, it was too crowded just now. Even if everyone tried their best to avoid it, they still stuck together. Gently comforted his stomach that was about to turn upside down. Lin Feng's heart was dripping blood. I put up with it, I put up with it!
"Haha." Naturally, when he saw the reaction of the people around him, he didn't care. He gently pressed against Lin Feng's back and asked in a delicate voice, "Handsome man, can't you move now and can't turn around?"
"What are you doing?" Lin Feng became alert in an instant and moved with difficulty, but sadly found that he could not move.
A gentle hand quietly scratched Lin Feng's back again, and then slowly moved up, gradually reaching Lin Feng's neck, and then gently stroked his ears and playing with his earlobe.
Feering the ubiquitous and uncomfortableness of his whole body and his head that was almost exploding because of grief and anger, Lin Feng said extremely miserablely, "Dead shemale, if you don't let go, the young master will let go!"
"Ah, what a trick. The slave family is so scared!" The man's voice became more and more delicate.
"Super invincible Thunderbolt fart!" Lin Feng warned harshly, "I'm not responsible for smoking you to death!"
"Hey." The shemale curled his lips disdainfully: "As long as you are not afraid of being beaten to death by the crowd around you, you can do whatever you want."
"Ah ah ah..." Looking at the threatening people around him, Lin Feng really wanted to die.
I want to ask for help to know the illusion and sky in the sea. But as soon as he entered the sea of knowledge, he heard the uncontrollable laughter and the smiling meaning of the corners of Tian's mouth. Lin Feng retreated sadly and angrily without saying anything.
"That said, what do you want to let me go except my body." Lin Feng's sad and indignant compromise.
"Is that right?" The action of the shemale touching Lin Feng's earlobe became more and more gentle, and affectionately touched Lin Feng's face. The shemale squeaked his mouth and said, "It's so smooth and tender. Can you borrow your round roll?"
Lin Feng vowed that if he knew who this demon was in the future, he would smash his balls, satisfy his wish to be a woman, and let him really become a woman.
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"Ouch, don't be angry." The shemale naturally felt the incomparable resentment and murderous atmosphere emitted by Lin Feng in front of him. He patted his chest in fear, and said, "Then tell others what 2009 is. They will let you go."
"You are two hundred and ninety!" Lin Feng said quietly, "Two hundred and fifty plus three eight plus two, you have taken all of them."
The shemale really let go of Lin Feng's earlobe, but a breath of resentment rushed to Lin Feng to surround him.
Just as Lin Feng was about to collapse, an angry roar came from the ring. But the two hundred and nine words that I don't know what the two hundred and nine words finally caused the referee to explode.
"Shut up!" But the depressing move of the referee finally broke out.
The whole martial arts arena suddenly returned to silence.
Two hundred and ninety big eyes looked at the referee with great grievance, and they were about to cry.
"Now, if you can't find your opponent, then just get out of here. There's nothing to say. You lost and were eliminated. The referee looked at 2009 and said coldly.
"This is not in accordance with the rule of the last person left in the ring to win. I should have won." 290 looked angrily and aggrievedly as the referee argued.
"Well, am I a referee or are you a referee?" The referee asked disdainfully.
"You are, but..." Two hundred and ninety-nine feel that you are going crazy.
"Since I'm the referee, of course I have the final say." A move by the referee is domineering. Then he looked at the 200-nine coldly and smiled, "You still have the last two minutes to find your opponent."
The domineering words of the referee echoed loudly on the quiet martial arts field at this time.
"Let me..." An obviously obscene voice came from the outermost part of the martial arts arena.
People were surprised to see a meat ball rolling towards here.
Knowing that there was a good show to watch, the person who had no gap miraculously appeared a crack, which embarrasssed the body of this obscene fat man.
As the fat man moved forward, a gap opened quickly and then closed.
So when you look down from the sky, you can see a very spectacular scene.
A fat man rides the wind and waves and moves forward quickly in the rolling crowd. In front of him is the black head body, and behind him is the black head body, but the fat man moves forward quickly in this sea of people.
In a dark sea of people, the fat man rode the wind and waves and drew a wavy forward route. He is like a boat sailing in a lotus pond full of lotus leaves. The bow is everywhere, and the lotus leaves are open. After the stern, the lotus leaves are tightly combined.
Although this picture is similar to the boat moving forward in the lotus pond, it is far more shocking than the boat in the lotus pond.
It's like among thousands of enemies, a fat man bravely kills the enemy and rushes out of a bloody road. Because he was surrounded by enemies, he was the enemy before he rushed, and he was still the enemy after the rush. He was like a tenacious little strong humanoid monster, invincible.
In addition, the fat man, who was originally a little obscene, has an inexplicable charm.
Finally, he rushed to the ring breathlessly, and the fat man climbed up to the ring with difficulty and nodded and smiled.
"What's wrong with you?" Seeing that his opponent was an obscene fat man, the anger accumulated by No. 290 erupted fiercely: "If you don't want to compete, just say it earlier. Let everyone wait for you for so long?"
"I'm sorry." The fat man nodded and apologized more and more frightenedly: "I misread the numbers. Originally, I thought it was No. 919, but I foolishly waited in the No. 10 ring. Who knew it was No. 66. Ha..."
Looking at the simple and smiling fat man and listening to his reasons, there was a shocking smile below.
Even the referee, who was originally angry and extremely gloomy, couldn't help laughing. Some hostile and unkindly looked at the fat man's eyes and quietly disappeared, turning into helplessness and funny.
"What a waste. You can even read the wrong number. 290 curled his lips contemptuously: "No wonder you are so fat. You are really a bucket!" 290 is becoming more and more arrogant.
The eyes of the people who heard the 2009 words looked at him instantly cold and full of hostility.
"Hmm!" The referee snorted coldly and looked at the fat man and said kindly, "Originally, my ring basically defeated the other party with one move, which made me very unhappy. I was afraid that I would be questioned for cheating in the statistical results later."
Looking at No. 290, which made him more and more unhappy, the referee smiled ferociously: "But now even if the clan suspects that I am cheating, I don't care. You can deal with him in one move. I'm optimistic about you!"