Vol 3 Chapter 1742: -Over the shoulder

"A thief, your girl is awake!"
Just as Ji Thief and Xiao Qing were talking here, because Xiao Ji Wan suddenly woke up and noisy, Li Ya ran out to find the snow. Seeing Ji Thief standing in the atrium halfway, she immediately shouted.
She played with the people in charge and the princes until dawn last night, so that Bai Lian was speechless and pulled her back to rest. How could someone who is about to become a mistress be so crazy?
Bai Lian kept urging, and Li Ya reluctantly went back to rest.
Than when she went back to sleep, she entered the wrong door and ran into her sister Viduo's room.
She was tired at first, and she didn't bother to go back to her room, anyway, it was not that the two sisters had never slept together.
Well, Viduo is taking care of the children sent by Xuexue last night. When Li Ya came, she kicked Xiao Ji Wan to wake up, who was not sleeping honestly. She was crying, and she was holding her in a hurry. The child coaxed, she ran out barefoot looking for snow.
It happened to run into the Ji thief, and it was easy.
Look at Ji Thief again. As soon as he heard that his daughter woke up, he threw away the broomstick in his hand: "Here is coming! Here is coming!"
Seeing Ji Zie Pidian Pidian running forward, the corner of Xiao Qing's mouth slowly curled up and smiled.
In fact, this is also very good.
At first, I was young and ignorant, and wanted to marry Ji Zei, to marry my idol.
Later, after his father died, he joined the Lihuo tribe, and after close contact with Ji Thief, Xiao Qing discovered that she was not a suitable person for Ji Thief. Being a younger sister was already very good.
If you really catch the donkey on the shelf, you can't do it yourself.
Among other things, Ji Zei's two wives and prospective wives now can't compare to them alone.
Ask yourself, can you compare to Xue and Zhen's contributions to the tribe?
Can't.
Can he be as smart as Viduo and Li Ya's heroic?
also can not.
If you can't, you should be your sister honestly.
Thinking of this, Xiaoqing let out a sigh of relief.
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"White Wolf! Come on! Win this one again! You are in the quarterfinals!"
Before the world's number one martial arts club, Yan was very excited and pulled his son and said.
Half a month from the New Year to the present, the game is advancing forward, and now, the final 16 players have been decided.
As for the sixteen people, the first seven games have also been competed. Only the White Wolf was left, and Ah Zheng, who had won all forty-seven matches since the start of the match.
It means that the next competition will be White Wolf and Ah Zheng.
To be honest, against Ah Zheng, the White Wolf has little chance of winning.
After all, Ah Zheng fought so many battles along the way, more than half of them were tough battles.
Many of his opponents were all existences he couldn't defeat, and it was all relying on excellent fighting skills and experience that Ah Zheng could get to this point.
In comparison, although White Wolf is not weak, it is still much worse than Azheng.
At least in his age, the white wolf suffered a big loss.
You know, Ah Zheng is at his peak age in his 30s, and the White Wolf is not yet an adult.
He has more combat experience than White Wolf, he has greater strength than White Wolf, and his personality is more stable than White Wolf. How to see, how is Ah Zheng's winning side better.
That is to say, the white wolf has the vitality that A Zheng doesn't have.
Isn't that right? The other princes all helped the geese to comfort the white wolf and cheer the white wolf, but secretly, they all bet on Ah Zheng's body.
Yan was very angry when he heard the news.
We are all the companions who have come together for so many years, are you too much? what! Why, look down on my son? Damn, don't you tell me where to bet on Ah Zheng?
Even my own biological man thinks so, you think, how unlucky is the white wolf.
Isn’t that right? Several princes persuaded White Wolf: "White Wolf, fight with Ah Zheng, don’t put too much pressure on you, although he is more experienced than you, stronger than you, and better than you, but you are younger what."
The white wolf who was going to play looked at these uncles and uncles in front of him, asking his heart that you were cheering on me? what?
Ji Thief couldn't stand it anymore, walked up and pushed away the great princes, looked at White Wolf seriously, and said: "White Wolf, don't listen to their nonsense, I am optimistic about you, remember, you can persist in ten moves undefeated when you go up. Even if it succeeds, even if it fails, it is still honorable."
The white wolves are about to cry, how come they have such a crowd?
Before he went on the field, he was hit by the friendly army, and the White Wolf wanted to cry without tears, shaking his head, he went on the field.
In comparison, Ah Zheng was already waiting up there.
That's not it. All the clansmen around watching the game stretched out their arms, shouting Ah Zheng's name loudly.
It can be seen that the battles over the past few days have given the Azheng tribe a high prestige.
Ji Thief snapped his fingers and turned around to smile at the big guy: "Well, everyone, since the game is about to start, let's not idle here anymore, go, go up and see."
"Eh."
With a promise, the grand princes talked and laughed and followed Ji Zei to the fifth floor stand.
Here, including the wild goose, smiled so happily, as if it was not his son who was playing on the stage.
On the fifth floor stand, everyone licked the seeds and looked down.
In the huge martial arts arena, apart from the seven clansmen who have already been determined to be promoted, there are only two people, A Zheng and White Wolf.
Starting from the top sixty-four, the world's No. 1 Budo Club no longer uses the rules of the game where everyone plays together. They are all one-on-one, so that the clan members can take a good look at the process of the game.
Moreover, because it was the battle of the White Wolf, many people in charge in the Lihuo tribe also came to see it together.
Xue and the others have been waiting in the stands for a long time.
Before the game, everyone was talking and laughing.
After a violent gong sounded from the stadium, everyone consciously closed their mouths.
The wind blew across the arena and lifted up some sand on the arena.
Bai Lang rubbed his hands and looked at Ah Zheng in front of him with an expression of eagerness.
Ah Zheng took a step back and raised his hand: "Master White Wolf, you can do it first."
Ah knows the white wolf, and also knows the white wolf.
Because starting from the top sixty-four, every tribe who qualified, all the news was dug out.
Not only that, before the start of the competition, the Lihuo official clansmen who are responsible for hosting will also announce the identities and names of both participating parties.
Therefore, Ah Zheng knew that White Wolf was the son of the patriarch of Shuangquan Goose.
Ah is just a polite person, and he knows to let the white wolf do it first.
Of course, you can also understand that Ah Zheng knew that White Wolf's ability could not do anything with him, so he said so.
After hearing Ah Zheng's words, the white wolf chuckled, squeezing his hands and ten fingers, making a creaking sound: "Then you have to be careful."
When the words fell, the white wolf struck him with a punch.
This punch is like an antelope hanging horn without a trace. To put it bluntly, it is a routine like Wang Ba punch.
But this punch is full of momentum and strength.
If this is an ordinary person, maybe it will be a hit.
But his opponent is Ah Zheng, who has won forty-seven consecutive victories.
After the elimination rounds, each clan member has a chance to be allowed to lose, and after qualifying, he can also get one. The same goes for the group stage.
That is to say, those who can get to the top sixty-four have three chances to come again. However, Ah Zheng, who had won forty-seven consecutive victories, had not used a chance to come back before.
Unlike the White Wolf, the three chances were used early in the group stage.
Of course, after entering the top sixty-four, even if Ah Zheng wanted to use those three Nirvana re-emergence opportunities again, it would not work, because it had already expired.
However, this does not hinder his true strength.
Isn't that right? Seeing that the white wolf was anxious with a punch, Ah Zheng gently stepped back, stretched out his left hand, turned his palm, and rushed into the white wolf's fist.
Because he retreated two steps ahead of time, he easily caught White Wolf's massive punch.
Before the White Wolf was stunned, Ah Zheng followed his right hand. Before the White Wolf could react, Ah Zheng grabbed his arm with his right hand and pinched the white wolf's fist with his left hand. He turned, turned his back to the white wolf, bent down to borrow strength, threw the white wolf forward, and shouted: "Go!"
In the next second, a magical thing happened, and the white wolf drew an arc in the air and was directly thrown out.
The tribesmen in the surrounding stands shouted loudly, shouting Ah Zheng's name.
On the stands, the princes also applauded, including the wild goose, the father of White Wolf.
Hey, don't tell me, Ah Zheng is really capable.
It was Ji Thief. When he saw Ah Zheng's action, the whole person stood up and shouted in surprise: "Over the shoulder!"