Chapter 652: One Move

The six people on both sides looked at each other, flames danced in everyone's eyes, and the breath of fighting soared.

The Qingteng Department, the Shange Department, etc. are not very interested in the rankings of the comparison test. In other words, with the Wanshanbao and Jiuli people around, it is not their turn to do anything, so the atmosphere among the four departments is very good. amiable.

It was soon discussed that the Ivy Division will face the Shange Division, and the Wumu Division will face the Rock Ox Division.

The Jiuli people were humiliated by Mo Yunshen and Mu Qingli, and they couldn't wait to play. They wanted to win the game and slapped Wan Shanbao in the face, so they couldn't wait to say: "Let's go first!"

The warriors of the Jiuli nationality looked at Zhou Dali and Zhao Dong when they said this, as for Xiaoluan, no one looked at him, the three of them pushed each other, and no one was willing to confront Xiaoluan.

Zhou Dali, Zhao Dong, and everyone in Wanshanbao all had smiles on their lips and sneered in their hearts, letting the Jiuli tribe have a good time, waiting to see how they would make a fool of themselves later.

Zhou Dali and Zhao Dong couldn't tolerate the three people from the Jiuli tribe looking down on Xiaoluan so much. The two looked at each other, Zhou Dali smiled and said: "Dare to ask the three, who is the strongest?"

Among them, a man with a particularly burly figure and bulging arms stepped forward, patted his chest and laughed wildly: "Of course it's me, Li Shifang. Why, you want to play against me?"

Zhou Dali smiled, pointed at the other person, and said, "I'll play against him. Since you are the strongest, naturally leave it to the strongest person in our team to play against."

"That's right! We are very self-aware!" Zhao Dong also smiled, and picked another person to be his opponent.

Li Shifang was taken aback, frowned, looked at Xiaoluan with disgust on his face, and snorted lightly: "Can a weak chicken be compared with an eagle?"

Li Meijiao couldn't help giggling coquettishly: "You Wanshan Fort is really interesting! Li Shifang, since this is what they mean, you can reluctantly agree. I found it, I can't blame you!"

Jiuli patriarch and Li Kuan couldn't help laughing, and looked at Xiaoluan mockingly.

Mu Qingli and the others didn't even bother to laugh, and didn't bother to say anything, Mo Yunshen waved his hand: "Let's start!"

Bickering with such a person is simply lowering the IQ!

Xiaoluan was not afraid at all, and he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with being stared at by the mocking eyes of the Jiuli people. He pursed his lips and said solemnly: "Sister and brother-in-law said that the grand finale will be the last, let Brother Zhou and Brother Zhao Let's compare first!"

Li Shifang laughed wildly: "Boy, if you are afraid, just say it, procrastination is not a good idea!"

Xiaoluan gave him a contemptuous look, ignored him, and backed away, leaving the space open for Zhou Dashan and the others.

Li Shifang was very bored, snorted coldly, gave Xiao Luan a hard look and said nothing, how dare such a weakling despise him? Later he will let him know what strength is!

Zhou Dali was the first to enter the stage. The Jiuli tribe desperately needed a victory to save face. As soon as the competition started, the warrior of the Jiuli tribe rushed towards Zhou Dali with big fists.

Everyone lives in the forest, and the main source of food is hunting. However, how can the beasts in the isolated forest be compared with the beasts in the outside world?

After Zhou Dali and the others had been trained by Mo Yunshen, they had experienced countless times in the big forest, and hunted and killed countless behemoths.

It is not an exaggeration to say that the behemoths in the big forest are as good as the ones outside.

So what if the warriors of the Jiuli tribe can fight a tiger alone? It is impossible to be the opponent of Zhou Dali and others!

The people who hated the Jiuli tribe didn't remember to fight, and they were arrogant and arrogant on their own territory. Zhou Dali made a move to meet the enemy, but he didn't spare any sympathy. Facing the menacing and unstoppable blow, everyone gasped in worry In the sound, he raised his fist instead of retreating, it was a posture of head-on confrontation with the opponent.

Except for Wanshanbao's own people, everyone else was dumbfounded and couldn't help but exclaimed, but the exclamation of the Jiuli people was full of excitement and expectation, while everyone from the Qingteng tribe, the Shange tribe and others all expressed their expressions for Zhou. Vigorously worried.

With a sound of "Boom!", the two vigorous fists collided fiercely. The sound of the two collisions made everyone feel pain. .

Do you still need to see it? When we meet on a narrow road, the brave wins. Needless to say, the brave must be a warrior of the Jiuli tribe. His body and fists are much bigger than Zhou Dali's.

With a shrill scream, one person was knocked out and fell heavily to the ground.

Everyone sighed in their hearts—what a pity, what a pity!

"Alio! How are you?"

"This is impossible!"

"how so!"

Until the unbelievable screams of the Jiuli people came from their ears, everyone was startled, and Fang Hui hurriedly raised his eyes to look.

I saw that the giant pine in the field stood firm and steady, but the Jiuli warrior who attacked arrogantly flew upside down and fell to the ground. Several people rushed to help him up.

Everyone in Wanshanbao became happy and couldn't help applauding and cheering. When the Qingteng Department and others saw it, they couldn't help smiling and cheering, which made the Jiuli people even more angry.

That Jiuli warrior named A Liao might not be reconciled to being punched out like this, and finally struggled to be helped up, and immediately threw off the crowd, glared at Zhou Dali with anger, and shouted: "You guys Get out of the way, it's not over yet, I can still fight!"

Zhou Dali laughed lightly, and said lightly: "You were the one who made the shot just now, now you should punch me too!"

A Liao sneered slightly, leaning his body nimbly to avoid his fist, and swept his leg towards Zhou Dali's waist like the wind.

Where could Zhou Dali be hit by him? Strangely, he turned around to avoid his legs, the punch didn't weaken, it just turned a corner, and hit A Liao hard on the vest with lightning speed.

It's slow to say, but in fact, the second move between the two of them was completed in an instant, and everyone felt a blur in front of them, and A Liao screamed again, and threw himself forward, and fell to the ground. The dog ate mud.

"Good! Well done!"

"Beautiful! The warriors of Wanshanbao are really amazing!"

"As expected of an overseas survivor!"

Everyone cheered, regardless of whether the faces of the Jiuli people were ugly or not.

Zhou Dali didn't want to give the other party a chance to get up again, he stepped on his back and shouted: "You lost!"

A Liao was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood, struggling to get up, Zhou Dali stepped on his vest, and shouted again: "You lost! Can you admit defeat?"

A Liao naturally refused, furious in his heart, struggling desperately, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get up, and said angrily: "You are not such a bully!"