“Song Hou Hou, why are you still hesitating? Hurry up! Give up! Xing Heng is so much stronger than you, you are not his opponent at all!”
Seeing that only Song Huiyu and Xing Heng were left on the competition field, Yu Sheng felt a little anxious. Recalling that Song Huiyu looked at her seriously last night and said that I will definitely help you, Yu Sheng’s heart There is an inexplicable sense of anxiety.
This seems to have always been very clever and extremely cunning, will Song Houhou be stupid this time? If that’s the case, it’s really playing with fire.
Naturally, Song Hun Hun couldn’t hear Yu Sheng’s words. She still stood straight on the competition field and didn’t want to lose at all.
The referees of the temples waited for Song Hun Hun specially for a minute, and when they saw that this charming beauty was really planning to concede defeat, they called out to start.
Seeing the referee’s shouting, Jia Ming was so anxious that he grabbed Yu Sheng’s hand and asked, “Master, master, this is really going to be a fight. Why didn’t Song Huiyu give up directly? Isn’t this a court death?
You see this big guy’s fierce eyes, I feel scared at the first glance, and I don’t know what kind of pressure Song Huihou is facing?
Master Master, do you think that nigger would pity Xiangyu Yu? Will you be unwilling to kill this beauty like Song Hyuk? ”
Yu Sheng didn’t answer Jia Ming’s question, but instead focused all of his attention on Song Heng Heng and Xing Heng in the competition field.
Lianxiangxiyu?
Yu Sheng laughed. A stranger like Xing Heng even regarded killing as fun. Recalling that Wei Hong was not also a woman before, but was murdered cruelly by him. The word Lianxiangxiyu was in his mind. It doesn’t exist at all!
Song Hou Hou, Song Hou Hou, you are really wrong this time, and you will kill yourself!
Wang Hu, who always regards eating as his only pleasure, also forgets to eat at this time. The flesh on his face squeezes his eyes so that there is only a seam, so he can’t see what his eyes are at the moment, but watching The degree of concentration can also be seen, and he must be worried about Song Huihui.
Many people in the spectator stand had already begun to cast regretful glances at Song Houyu, and for the rest of their lives they could even hear the voices of people around them.
“What a beautiful beauty! Why did you run into the big demon Xing Heng so unlucky? Even stubbornly refusing to admit defeat, this time it is really going to die.”
“Isn’t it! Even if someone like Xing Heng is of the same realm, he will be beaten down by his fierceness. I hope this big demon will show mercy to that beauty!”
After the referee Khan started in the temples on the competition field, Xing Heng directly attacked Song Houyu without knowing how to win the gentleman’s demeanor.
Picking up his fist that was as big as a sandbag, with waves of internal force, he blasted in the direction where Song Huiyu was.
Song Henghui quickly dodged like an arrow. When she was about to fall to the ground, she felt that something was wrong with her ankle. When she turned her head, she found that Xing Heng had grabbed her ankle without knowing when.
Xing Heng, who has such great strength, is not his shortcoming in terms of agility. Perhaps Song Hou Heng’s speed is indeed very agile at the same level, but Xing Heng’s realm is higher than Song Heng Heng, and it is not too difficult to be able to catch her. .
This was just the first move of the match, and was caught by the opponent. Song Hyun-jin knew that the opponent was very strong, and she emphasized it to her more than once for the rest of her life, but she never thought that she would have to catch it with just one move.
Being caught by the nigger in front of him, all of this is already very clear, and Song Heng Heng never struggled with Xing Heng’s hands.
Xing Heng snorted and showed an extremely disdainful expression on his face, and then he held Song Chuhou’s ankle and kept spinning.
Song Heng Heng only felt dizzy for a while. The feeling was as if her soul was about to be thrown out. She had no room for struggle now, and even the whole leg that Xing Heng was grabbing was about to be given away by him. It is broken, the kind of broken is the broken of the flesh and the flesh.
Everyone in the spectator stand cast pitying glances at Song Houhou, this time it was really doomed.
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