Slowly he saw the familiar Hanyu Duofeng, Hanyu Shengxi, Hanyu Xiaorou, Hanyu Xiongba and others, but they were not in the same group.
"Could it be that they are also set as seeds like themselves?" Han Yu Xiaotian couldn't help but think.
Later, he also saw the man with the heart of the sun in the Tibetan scripture pavilion, the tribe Hanyu Qianqing who had a relationship with him...
"Seventh game, number seven versus number twenty-four!"
"Hey, it's finally my turn to play! I'm here for the energy yuan stone!"
Han Yu Xiaotian put away his spirits and cheered himself up secretly.
When Han Yu Xiaotian followed the steps to the arena, he found that his opponent had not yet appeared. He couldn't help but looked at the referee and said, "Uncle, where is my opponent?"
Hearing Han Yu Xiaotian's name "Uncle", the referee couldn't help crying or laughing. Then he rushed to the stage and shouted again: "Where is the twenty-fourth? Hurry up to the ring, otherwise it will be treated as a waiver!"
As soon as the referee's voice fell, a bird-like figure crossed a beautiful arc and fell into the court.
Han Yu Xiaotian looked at it a little, and this person was more handsome than Han Yu Huamao by three points, wearing a lun scarf, slender fingers, and holding a jade fracture fan in his left hand, slowly fanning, what a turbid world Good son!
"It's another poo!"
Hanyu Xiaotian defined his opponent as quickly as possible.
"Zai Hanyu Qingsong, from Monk Star, known as Little Pan'an!" The man's mouth was smiling, his handsome hands arched.
Han Yu relaxed? Who is called Xiaopai? What and what is this?
"Xiongtai is really handsome, my name is Hanyu Xiaotian."
Han Yu Xiaotian said seriously, but what he said was obviously different from what he thought in his heart.
"Han Yu Xiaotian, a good name! Xiongtai is also chic and tight, haha..."
Han Yu's eyes lit up when he heard the other party saying that he was handsome and handsome, and he not only felt a little bit as a confidant.
"There is no Xiongtai'chic'!" Han Yu emphasized with a smile.
"Hahaha, where and where, my brother is so outspoken! It really makes me feel like we are late to meet each other! Why don't we have a good chat." Han Yu'Relaxed' became more energetic, and not only began to laugh with Han Yu in the ring Talk.
"Talk? What are you talking about?"
Han Yu Xiaotian is a little confused about the current situation of this opponent, aren't they here to compete?
And Han Yu's ‘Relax’ seemed a little overwhelming. He had obviously forgotten his purpose in the ring.
Seeing that Han Yu Xiaotian did not refuse, he was even more vigorous: "Xiongtai, it is rare that you and I are rare beautiful men in the world. Although you are slightly inferior to me, I will never dislike it! It is not as good as we are now. Just go and talk about the wine?"
"Huh? Drinking? Then we can't compare? You gave up?"
"How can I admit defeat than drinking? Xiongtai wasn't me telling you, since I was four years old..."
Han Yu's ‘easy’ mouth was full of words and began to talk endlessly...
...
At this time, the referee and everyone off the court were a little confused: What are these two people doing? Isn't this a contest? If you want to talk about going home, why did you take up the ring?
Does this allow others to compete? The originally tense atmosphere of the competition has all destroyed you!
But they were far more confused than the tenth group. At this time, in the west side stand closest to the tenth ring, two people who looked like husbands and wives had already covered their faces; "His dad, I said. Well, you shouldn't bring Qingsong, you don't listen, now it's a shame to run to the main line."
And the man next to him who should be Hanyu Qingsong's father looked helpless: "Where did I know Qingsong is like this on such important occasions..."
