Vol 12 Chapter 117: The quarterfinals are over (4)

I saw Wang Yeping holding up his left hand, blood on his index finger and ring finger, and raised his fingertips: "Tanzhong acupoint is controlled...I think it should be enough..."
"I~ admit defeat..."
Seeing the location of his Tanzhong acupuncture point, there was a little blood on his clothes, Zhuge Qing lowered his head to speak, and couldn't see the expression on his face.
"Huh~ It's finally over..." Wang Ye looked at Zhuge Qing finally willing to admit defeat, and then he took a long breath. For him who has always been too lazy to learn how to learn to the extreme, it is really exhausting to try something. People. Suddenly, Wang also looked back at Zhuge Qing abruptly. Zhuge Qing was so blue that his body was so blue that he was very anxious to know what he was doing at this time: "Zhuge Qing, you stop for me, don't forget, stop. Next, did you hear it!!!"
The corners of Zhuge Qing's mouth began to overflow with blood, and finally...poof, and finally could not hold Zhuge Qing's mouth vomiting blood, and fell forward. Fortunately, the Wang also rushed over in time to support him, and directly pulled him into clothes Leader Zhuge Qing raised it up: "Hey! I told you to stop, didn't you hear it!~!!!"
Zhuge Qing opened the king and grabbed him to succeed, and backed away: "Chih, just unwilling to fail like this. I tried to divination. I didn't expect that there would be such a serious consequence. Sure enough, you are very strong. !......"
"You!" Wang also didn't expect that Zhuge Qing would toss herself so much just for the truth, but if you think about yourself, isn't it that kind of unwilling person.
Zhuge Qing has not yet withdrawn from that state, wiped the corners of his mouth to get blood: "I am not the kind of person who is unwilling to fail, but this kind of unclear failure is something I cannot accept..."
"Oh, fucking..." Wang Ye just cursed, covering his mouth and looking around, then moved around and began to pray non-stop, saying something in his mouth: "Master grandpa is here, it is the disciple who said It's a foul language, when the disciple is wrong, sin~sin~!" Then he sighed helplessly: "Hey, it's so good that a monk made this for you. Forget it, it's my luck. I knew I would not come. Yes, today is like this, it can be regarded as the end of my leisure time, it is really retribution!"
"Well, Zhuge Qing, I only use it once, you have to be careful..."
Wang Ye's toes lightly stepped on the ground, and suddenly, a strange game started with Wang Ye as the center...
"Sure enough, you are also a warlock!" Zhuge Qing said, looking at the strange door on the ground. : "But, isn't this a very common and odd game!?"
"Zhuge Qing, use your visualization method to show me carefully. As a warlock, why are you only staring at me? You should take a good look at this strange game!" Wang Ye said calmly. Speaking of. As the words fell, I saw that Wang Ye's footsteps were constantly changing, but it never changed, it was the position under his feet.
"This... unexpectedly!!!" Zhuge Qing was shocked to see Wang Ye's foot in the strange game. At this time, he had to remind him to understand the difference, and cold sweat fell on his cheeks.
Seeing Zhuge Qing's sudden expression, Wang Ye said: "Understand? The so-called warlock is to avoid evil. But in my case, I am a lucky person and also a bad person, as long as I win the game. In the middle, all the time, space, and the skill of life will be rewritten by me..."
"It's lost, haha, it's really a complete defeat." Zhuge Qing laughed wryly. He didn't expect to meet someone who can be saved so easily and crack his own spells. It seems that I really have a frog from the bottom of the well. Meaning. :"I lost!!!"
"Wang Ye against Zhuge Qing, the winner-Wang Ye!"
With the voice of the referee, the game also announced the end.
Hmm~! This king is really not easy! Mu Lin looked at Wang Ye on the screen and had a strange game at his feet. He didn't expect that the strange door of Fenghou could be able to manipulate time and space. It was really amazing, and I really looked forward to meeting him.
In Group A, Zhang Chulan vs. Tang Wenlong...
After knowing that he was against Tang Wenlong earlier, Zhang Chulan, this kid, specifically asked Fatty Wang to learn about intelligence. Who made this fat guy specialize in collecting foreign people and only saw intelligence.
Tang Wenlong, a man from the Tang Clan of the Tang family, uses a good hidden weapon, and is proficient in toxins. Even their skin is poisonous and possesses the body protection poisonous miasma. This is the most troublesome, Tang Most people in the door are like this, and their attack methods are often hard to guard against.
"Tang Sect..." Zhang Chulan's eyes flashed with meaning. Looking at this kid with such a look, Mu Linjiu knew that some people were going to be unlucky.
"Zhang Chulan, did Zhang Chulan hear you!" "Zhang Chulan, get in quickly!" "Zhang Chulan!"
"Father? Why are we going to see Zhang Chulan's game? It's not as good as it is." On the stand, Feng Shayan frowned and said, in her eyes, Zhang Chulan gave her a very good image. difference.
"I don't know what the is this kid doing, it should be very interesting!" Feng Xingtong said with a smile on the side. Feng Zhenghao hadn't spoken all the time, and he didn't know what he was thinking when he looked down at the stadium.
Where did this brat go again? Listening to the referee in the video screen constantly yelling Zhang Chulan's name, Mu Lin didn't mention him in a hurry anyway, probably this kid was thinking of something bad.
Amidst the shouts of the referee, Zhang Chulan slowly realized that everyone was now in sight.
"The players enter the arena, the game begins~!"
"Yeah, Brother Tang, morning!" Zhang Chulan greeted Tang Wenlong with a smile while watching Tang Wenlong standing there.
"Well, you're polite, let's start, finish early, and I have to prepare for the next game." Tang Wenlong said very politely. It shouldn't be anything else, because he despised Zhang Chulan's so-called Bilian. In his opinion, only Zhuge Qing or Longhushan's little celestial master could be regarded as his opponent. As for Zhang Chulan? Do not make jokes.
"Yeah, it would be better to end it earlier, too, I think so~!" Zhang Chulan's evil smile disappeared into the spot while speaking. Along with the flash of thunder, it was already behind Tang Wenlong when he reappeared.
Tang Wenlong was half kneeling on the ground, his left hand covered the bleeding and injured right hand: "Actually, I saved one of my hands in an instant! This guy...". ,,.