Alien God System

Quiet, deadly quiet.

Whether it was the spectators in the field or the crowd of civilians watching the live broadcast from the field, the monk Zhang Er was puzzled and did not understand what was going on.

Only the powerful nobles and clan masters understand what happened just now, but some of them covered their mouths and snickered, as if they had seen something interesting. Others had their eyes gleaming, their faces were serious, and they nodded in praise to Yang Feng.

Up to this time, many people finally understood why Lord Sima valued this untouchable person so much. He was indeed a piece of jade and could be made.

As the host of this canopy ring, Zhao Sanyuan was naturally very eye-catching and saw what had just happened, but for the effect of the scene, he still yelled in surprise: What's the matter? What happened just now? Why did the upright and arrogant Devil suddenly fall to the ground and look painful? But he didn't seem to be seriously injured? Let us look at the big screen together and replay the wonderful moments just now. "

As he said, Zhao Sanyuan pointed to the big screen directly in front of the ring, where it began to rewind like a video, replaying the previous battle scenes of Yang Feng and the others.

Yang Feng's eyelids twitched, and his heart was surprised.

As expected of the spirit world, the technology is advanced, and the big screen actually has a playback function?

At this moment, the picture on the screen had already reverted back to one minute ago, and the magic top was approaching Yang Feng's front door with a sullen expression. Just as he was about to take out his palm, he saw a dark shadow flashing under Yang Feng.

Because it was too fast, many people didn't see it clearly, so Zhao Sanyuan shouted again: Slow down twenty times. "

Let me go, can I adjust the playback speed of this video? The spiritual world is developed.

Yang Feng gave a secret compliment again, and saw that the playback speed was indeed much slower, but many people still only saw a vague shadow.

Slow down another fifty times. "

Zhao Sanyuan shouted again. This time, people can see the true face of the black shadow. It was Yang Feng's eager move to lift the yin leg, which happened to kick the top of the magic top.

At this point, the magic top trembles all over and can't get up again.

Everyone suddenly realized that they looked at the spinning top which was still lying on the ground, and couldn't help laughing.

It turns out that this fierce dude was kicked to the second child before he can't get up again, understand, hahaha...

The whole people laughed in joy.

Zhao Sanyuan also took the opportunity to stir up the atmosphere, and couldn't help shouting: It turned out to be a trick to slap the yin leg and knock down the vigorous Devilgo player on the spot. He evaded the Dragon King Fist of a high-level martial arts, but finally lost under this yin leg, which is not even a combat skill. He really turned over in the gutter, alas, unfortunately, his luck was too bad. "

Hahaha...

The audience on and off the court laughed together, with contempt in their eyes.

Because for a cultivator who has experienced a lot of battles, the trick of licking the yin legs is really not on the table. Generally, masters will neither use it nor make such a simple trick.

Unexpectedly, in this canopy ring competition, one person used it, and one person was actually recruited, which immediately attracted everyone's ridicule.

Zhao Sanyuan said loudly again: This time our lunatic pariah, Mr. Yang Feng is really out of luck. After his unique martial arts skills were cracked by others, an impatient move to lick the legs, actually hit the opponent's key and ended the opponent. This leg was really the one kissed by the gods, and luck was overwhelming. "

Hahaha!

Zhao Sanyuan blamed all of this on Yang Feng's **** luck, which made everyone laugh and nod their heads in praise.

Only some visionaries sneered and shook their heads disapprovingly.

Zhao Sanyuan, a shrewd businessman, is guiding public opinion again. In fact, he should know that it was not an accident at all.

That's right, in a master battle, accidents never exist.

Sima Changfeng stared closely at everything below, and the corners of his mouth were drawn with a curve of joy: I didn't see the wrong person as expected, this kid really has a trick. "

Isn't it just **** luck? It's still a tricky trick, and this Dragon King Fist is still taught by Tianwei. As for his own ability, I can't see at all. "

Hongmei rolled her eyes aside and shook her head disdainfully.

Sima Changfeng glanced at her and said with a smile: As a kind of inferior trick that cannot be used on the stage, Sima Changfeng is not even a combat skill, and ordinary cultivators would never use it. Because firstly, this trick is too indecent and loses one's own identity; secondly, it is a master battle, this trick is useless at all. No one can beat his opponent with such a simple action. If there is, the difference between the strengths of the two sides is too large, and there is almost a possibility of a spike. "

what did you say? You said that Yang Feng has the ability to kill the spinning top? "

With a startled heart, Hongmei couldn't help turning his eyes around, and muttered: It's impossible, the gyro is famously fierce and cruel, and now the cultivation base has reached the peak of the first-order warrior. How could Yang Feng, a rookie who had just entered the upper realm, have the ability to kill him in a flash? Was it an accident this time? The kid Yang Feng just happened to be kicked in a hurry. "

Master duel, there will never be accidents. Believe this, many people present know it well, including the treacherous Zhao Sanyuan. He should have seen it too. He only said so deliberately because he didn't want to raise Yang Feng's strength too high, because he lost the highlight of the championship. "

With a slight smile, Sima Changfeng's eyes were full of depth, and he had already seen everything.

And the fact is indeed the case. Zhao Sanyuan smiled and asked the medical staff to lift the magic top, which was still in convulsions and was constantly ridiculed by everyone, and then sent away the calm Yang Feng with a mocking expression, as if his victory this time was After picking up the same, watching Yang Feng's back gradually stepping off the stage, this profiteer who always laughed and laughed, his face finally became solemn.

For fifty years, I have presided over a ring competition for more than fifty years, and I have never seen a person who can win with a single leg, and the opponent is still the fierce name, the hottest top of the championship. If there is no surprise, the champion of this competition is this kid.

But this kind of thing can't be discovered by those outside at once, otherwise the competition will be no more suspense, and the income of the underground casino will also be damaged.

Thinking about this, Zhao Sanyuan immediately put on that smiley face again, and continued to preside over: Then after the farce of the previous one, we will start the second competition, please invite the players..."

It seems that he is the one who is competing with me this time! "

Off the court, the young man in the gray cloak stared at Yang Feng who had just left the court, his eyes ignited with war.

On the other hand, in the viewing area where Wanjia was, Miss Wanjia was already so angry that her mouth was crooked and her eyes were spitting fire when she heard the ridicule of her surroundings.

We Wanjiabai trained him for three years for the waste of the magic top. Now because of his mistakes, our Wanjia has become the laughing stock of all nobles and clan families. They must all laugh at us behind the scenes, the second-class aristocrats have no choice but to take a fourth-class untouchable, and they have been humiliated by that untouchable one after another. Come! "

Yes, miss, what's your order? "

Don't let the magic top appear again, he is a shame to our Wanjia! "A killing intent flashed in his eyes, and the young lady said viciously.