Chapter 3877: Dead?

Zhong Yang looked resentful and said: "Of course we are coming. Today is the day when he was beaten back to his original form in midweek. What is his midweek? Young pioneers, it's ridiculous."
"The rumors about the deeds in the middle of the week are all made up by him, a shameless villain, right? A nasty liar and villain like him should receive their due retribution!"
Bai Mingjing retorted angrily, "Zhong Yang, don't talk nonsense, Brother Zhou has never done anything like that before, and what Big Brother Zhou did is upright and upright."
Chen Jialu also contemptuously said: "Bai Mingjing, you are really stupid. You have been deceived by this kind of liar, and you don't want to think, if he is really so good, how can he look at you?"
"Look at him. He is now beaten up in the ring, like a stinky mouse crossing the street."
Bai Mingjing, Bai Hongtao, and Li Yueru's family are full of anger, but at the same time they have to worry about the middle of the week in the ring, and now the middle of the week is indeed at a disadvantage.
"I believe the final winner of this game must be midweek." Bai Hongtao gritted his teeth and said very firmly.
"Bai Hongtao, don't deceive yourself and others here, do you think he can win with that waste?" Chen Hui said to Bai Hongtao with a sneer.
"He will surely know the eagle." Bai Hongtao said without changing his face.
"Well, since you are so confident, why don't we make a bet." Zhong Yang suddenly interjected.
"What do you want to bet on?" Bai Hongtao asked.
"If you lose midweek, I want you to kneel down and apologize to me."
When Zhong Yang said this, Bai Hongtao, Li Yueru, and Bai Mingjing glared at Zhong Yang and Chen Hui.
"Chen Hui, is this the son-in-law you have educated? Does he still have the concept of being superior and inferior?" Li Yueru pointed at Chen Hui and reprimanded.
Chen Hui said without a smile, "Eldest sister, it has nothing to do with me. Zhong Yang is not my son-in-law now. He is just Jialu's boyfriend. I can't manage too much."
"You!" Li Yueru was so angry that Chen Hui had clearly let Zhong Yang do it on purpose.
Zhong Yang provoke Bai Hongtao: "Why, don't you dare? If you don't dare, just shut your mouth, and don't talk too much for the insidious villain in the middle of the week."
"I bet." Bai Hongtao said cruelly.
Bai Mingjing suddenly became anxious, how could his father and Zhong Yang make such a bet?
Bai Hongtao waved his hand and said with a strong attitude: "You don't need to persuade me in this matter anymore. I'm sure this bet."
"Zhong Yang, if you win this game in midweek, you will kneel down and apologize to me and midweek in front of everyone in the arena, do you dare?"
Zhong Yang didn't even want to nod directly and said, "What's so dare to do? The Weekly Little Vagrant can't win at all." "Well, everyone present is the witness." Bai Hongtao seems to have made a decision, this time he chose to believe in Zhou. in.
With a bang, everyone looked at the ring, and saw that Lin Chengkun fell on the ring again in the middle of the week. At this time, Lin Chengkun's body swelled again.
"In the middle of the week, today is your death date. You should be grateful for this. No one except you can enjoy such treatment. Now I let you take a look at my true strength!"
In a roar, Lin Chengkun's body directly soared to a height of 5 meters, and his entire body was like a huge steel giant.
Everyone in the audience opened their eyes wide in shock, and looked at this scene in disbelief, "Orange belt! He turned out to be the strength of the orange belt!" Everyone exclaimed.
At this time, Lin Chengkun's strength has surpassed the yellow belt and reached the initial stage of the orange belt.
Even Wu Qianshan did not expect that in the previous Dark Eagle competitions, the final champion was the strongest in the late yellow belt. No one has ever been able to enter the orange belt.
A young master of the orange belt, a rare wizard in a thousand years, if he changes to the usual, Wu Qianshan will definitely try his best to cheat him.
But this year's Dark Eagle also had a midweek, and he always felt that midweek would bring him even greater surprises.
"President, your choice is wrong. The person who can really lead us in Optics Valley City to kill the White City Tournament is Lin Chengkun. The early strength of the Orange Belt is enough to make him enter the top 20, and even hope to get into the top 10."
"Although he defeated other top 10 players in the middle of the week, he is at most the same level as the previous Dark Eagle champions. It is not worth our full effort to help him."
Elder Lei excitedly said to Wu Qianshan from the side that he had a prejudice against Midweek, and now he even wanted to step on Midweek.
Wu Qianshan was also struggling in his heart as to whether to choose Lin Chengkun or midweek.
Seeing that Wu Qianshan hadn't made a decision for a long time, Elder Lei urged again: "President, if you choose Lin Chengkun, you can now let the referee stop them."
"I have been knocked down this week, and it is very likely to be injured if we continue to compare. It can also be said that blocking the game is to protect the midweek."
"If we continue to fight, I am afraid it will affect Lin Chengkun's state. At that time, letting him participate in the Baicheng Grand Tournament may not be a complete victory. This will not be good for us."
Wu Qianshan groaned for a while, and finally said: "Who should choose to participate in the White City Competition on our behalf, or wait for them to decide the outcome."
"President, do we still need to decide the outcome? Midweek will undoubtedly be defeated." Elder Lei said absolutely.
Wu Qianshan ignored him, but stared at the battle on the ring.
At this moment, Lin Chengkun was condescending, and slapped directly at the middle of the week on the ground. The slap with the strength of the armies seemed to be able to slap the entire arena down.
In the middle of the week, a carp stood up and smiled in the face of Lin Chengkun's attack: "Your strength is not bad, but you are a bit worse than me. Okay, the game is over. Now we can end this farce ahead of schedule. "
After hearing the words of midweek, everyone around was surprised.
What does this week mean? Did he say that he didn't give his best before? But how is this possible? Lin Chengkun is already a master of the orange belt, is it possible that this week too?
And Lin Chengkun was already irritated, "Boy, I see when you can talk about this big thing, die for me!"
The huge slap fell on Zhou Zhong's body.
At this moment, all the bones in Zhou Zhong's body were growing rapidly, wrapping the whole person in Zhou Zhong, letting Lin Chengkun's huge slap be photographed, the whole stadium was shaking with a bang.
Zhong Yang suddenly laughed, "Bai Hongtao, the middle of the week has been shot to death, what else do you have to say now?"
Both Chen Hui and Chen Jialu sneered.