Chapter 1104: An'an

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"The nonchalant guy would be disturbed by this childish thing." The goddess Shiva was extremely angry, and after going back secretly, he must let the boy experience special training like hell.
What made the Shiva goddess even more annoying was that Wang Yan's guy would really make up for the knife, and he would strike back when he caught the opportunity. In desperation, Lord Shiva had to sneer twice and said: "This is indeed a mistake of the goddess. After going back, it will be properly rectified. I will let the four-armed Rakshadi ..."
When Lord Shiva just thought about letting the four-armed Raksha go back and teach her apprentices, she almost fell off the rostrum when she saw the scene. I saw the guy with four arms, Raksha, and I didn't know when he had reached the side of the hairy legs. He probed the brain and watched the live broadcast scenes of the live broadcast beauties.
The ugly and ugly face was full of flushing excitement at the moment, sweat was dripping, and the pupils contracted and scattered occasionally. Obviously, he was also confused.
"Fuck, things!"
The goddess Shiva was ashamed to the extreme. I really wished to open my third eye and burn these guys with the flame of destruction. It's a disgrace to the extreme that the magnificent superpowers have been brought to such a level by ordinary live beauties of China.
A violent murderous spirit rose from the Shiva goddess.
The breath of the whole scene was solemn and Xiao Sha reached the extreme. The crowd watching and enjoying the live broadcast suddenly felt chilly. Following the murderous opportunity, it turned out that Shiva was angry.
Based on the strength and status of Lord Shiva, it is estimated that Wang Yan dared to provoke her, and everyone shuddered, no matter whether it was Chinese or Indian, they hurriedly dispersed.
Being dropped on the phone on the ground, a group of live beauties who are scrambling to perform are all inexplicable.
"Snapped!"
Under the influence of an invisible force, the mobile phone was blown to pieces, and the scene was silent. No one dared to fight the beard of Shiva, the goddess under anger. Shiva Goddess shocked the audience with just one momentum.
Of course, no matter how intimidated she is, this match has been irretrievably lost. She glared fiercely at the two-blade Abuck, and then said helplessly: "Everyone is quiet and starts the next match."
At this point, the Indian team has lost three people. Only the ascetic monk Tarako Sara and the new emperor Shitian were left.
Emperor Shitian adhered to their consistent style of pretending to be forceful. At this time, he still embraced his hands and closed his eyes with half eyes, as if everything happened had nothing to do with him. Naturally, it is the small head Tuo Sara.
The little head Tuo gently kicked, the whole body fell like catkins to the stage. But when he landed barefoot on both feet, he slammed, as a 10,000-ton heavy object fell to the ground, and the entire ring trembled violently.
"Wala ~"
The heavy ice on the ring broke into countless ice slags under violent vibrations, and flew into the sky like a downpour rain.
"Wow!"
Among the crowd watching, there was a sudden exclamation, and the look at Xiaotou Tuo was terrified. That guy is really terrifying power and breath. Is this guy so hidden and has been promoted to level B?
Sure enough, the little head tuo who has always hidden the breath, now when the breath is fully opened, let countless people feel the inner full of depression. That feeling is like facing a full-time B-level tutor.
"Oh, this little guy is really good." Wang Yan said with a smile. "Although the promotion time is not long, but at his age to become a B-level, it is indeed a genius. The Indian ascetic monk's vein is out of touch. A genius. "With Wang Yan's strength and vision, how could he not see that Xiaotou Tuo had been hiding his breath.
The Indian team is actually not a B-class, but two.
"Wang Yan, I advise you to admit defeat earlier." Although she was not her own disciple, the goddess Shiva still admired Xiaotou Tuo very much, and she finally had some pride in her eyes. "Although we have only two left Players, but they all exist at the B level. Your super academy has no win. "
She was right. Three C-levels were against two B-levels. No matter from what point of view, they could not lose anymore. What's more, Wang Bing, who has won two now, has reached the end of the crossbow, and then let her go to fight with the B-level little head Tuo, there is no chance of winning.
Class B!
Sure enough, it's class B.
The words of Shiva Goddess made the scene suddenly boil. The other party has a B grade, which has made the super students have a very low win. Now, if there is one more, how can this be played?
Morale, the morale is low.
"Come to surrender, you have no chance." The little head Tuo Ke Sala said for the first time, said lightly, "You have performed very well at the end of the battle. It's not that you can't do it, but that your training time is short, and it's not my opponent . "
Wang Bing's face was pale and puffy, and two successive battles had cost her most of her physical strength and fighting power. But at this time, there was no fear between her eyebrows, she flinched, her hands twisted, and a cone of ice in the frost bursts toward Xiaotou Tuo.
Wang Bing's temperament has always been stubborn and persistent, which is also one of the factors that the Queen of Ice values ​​her, and it is impossible to surrender without fighting.
"Wang Bing, come on!"
"Wang Bing, you can do it, hold on."
Countless people are shouting for her. This time, the competition has made Wang Bing's reputation fierce, and also circled many fans. In terms of fame, she has now surpassed Zhao Chengtian and Zhang Wei.
Unfortunately, sometimes, you won't win if you insist. Although Wang Bing worked very hard, he was desperate. Even Zhao Chengtian started a psychological offensive against Xiaotou Tuo, harassed by rubbish.
But the small-headed tuo feels like a hard iron, indifferent, and one move is very stable. In just over ten seconds, Wang Bing KO was off the ring. Demonstrated his strong strength and steady style.
Lost, or lost.
Between Wang Bing's eyebrows, there was a slight loss.
But at this moment, a crisp, slightly childish voice sounded in her ears: "Sister Wang Bing has worked hard, and then it will be handed over to An An."
An An!
The little girl, An An, who has not been on the ring for a long time, walked up to the ring step by step, with a childish face full of unprecedented firmness and conviction.
Behind her, a burly copper armored war corpse, carrying a bronze-looking simple and heavy coffin on his shoulders, rumbling footsteps, followed step by step behind An An. The whole atmosphere is full of dignity.
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