"!!?"
When the man heard Sun Haoran's words, he immediately panicked.
"If you can really break it...it's not a foul, but if you continue to do it after the opponent surrenders, it's a foul."
The referee looked at Sun Haoran on the court speechlessly.
I wonder why these guys who know everything are like gangsters and bandits.
The first girl to come on the stage asked Tianjin Wei Xiaotaoyuan'er to kneel down and call her eldest sister. The second to come on the stage was Zhang Chulan, who acted like a rogue. The third one obviously looked normal, but acted like It's still banditry!
Speaking of which... magic weapons are much stronger than ordinary weapons. Can this thing really be broken?
"Oh? So it seems difficult for ordinary aliens to destroy magic weapons with bare hands?"
Sun Haoran suddenly became interested.
In this case, if he can break this long whip with his bare hands, does it mean that under normal circumstances, he has completely surpassed ordinary aliens?
"Brother, if you have something to say, please speak it!"
When the man heard the referee's answer, he panicked and tried to take back his long whip.
Although he is very confident in the quality of his magic weapon, the other party actually asks, who knows if it can really be done? At least from what he sensed in the previous confrontation, he knew that this man was definitely much stronger than him.
Sacrificing a magic weapon for a martial arts contest? No matter how much you think about it, it doesn’t make sense!
However, he found that he seemed to be unable to withdraw his long whip.
Because Sun Haoran had given up the machete in his hand and reached out to hold the whip tightly.
All he could see was that the whip was stretched straight where it was held by the man's hands, and the powerful force acting on the whip made a creaking sound, like a scream.
"You, you, you...what do you want to do!?"
Seeing this scene, the man became even more panicked. He couldn't understand Sun Haoran's actions at this moment.
Because just when the two of them were in a stalemate, the other two people had already approached Sun Haoran and launched an attack mercilessly.
Bidige
One person locks the throat, the other rips out the heart, and they want to defeat the enemy with one move.
The throat and heart are both critical points. No matter which one of their attacks hits, most people can almost lose their ability to fight instantly.
However, what puzzled him was that this man still focused on himself and his magic weapon, and was completely unprepared for the two attacks!
Brother, how much hatred is this? We had no enmity in the past and have no enmity in the recent past. Don’t we have to fight so hard to get rid of my magic weapon?
But soon he understood why the man chose to ignore the attacks of the two men.
Suddenly, a metallic color appeared on Sun Haoran's body.
The two attacks hit, but they seemed to have no effect at all, just like scratching an itch.
"!?"
Whether it was the throat or the chest, the two attackers felt as if they had hit an iron plate.
"Is this...a golden bell or an iron shirt?"
No one answered their questions.
"I surrender!"
Only an anxious cry rang out.
In order to keep the magic weapon, the whip wielder finally decided to admit defeat.
"well……"
Sun Haoran had no choice but to stop what he was doing in the middle of the process. It is always annoying to be interrupted in the middle of doing something!
But rules are rules, and if he continues, he will have to break the rules and be sentenced to lose.
But it doesn’t matter.
At that moment, he was basically sure that he could break the whip.
And the other two didn't seem to pose any threat to him.
"It seems I'm quite strong now."
Incomprehensible words reached the ears of the other two people.
Cold sweat broke out on their foreheads.
"Then let's end it."
"!!"
The figures of the two men suddenly retreated in unison.
The strongest one among them had already surrendered in order to keep the magic weapon, and from the blow just now, it was clear that the employee in front of him who knew everything was far stronger than them. In order to avoid being beaten, they decisively chose to retreat, while at the same time opening their mouths to try to admit defeat.
"We admit..."
However, before the two of them finished speaking, they felt a sharp pain in their abdomens, which could almost make them vomit the acid in their stomachs.
The two fell to their knees in pain, unable to say anything about admitting defeat until the end.
At this moment, they can only lie down on the ground and pretend to be unconscious, because according to the rules, they cannot continue to attack the unconscious opponent. This is the wisest choice.
"Macaque Group B, Sun Haoran, wins!"
Seeing the other three people in the field admitting defeat and pretending to be dead, the referee raised his hand and announced the verdict.
"Forehead……"
Seeing the indecent behavior of the two people lying on the ground with their buttocks raised, Sun Haoran shrugged helplessly.
He had no intention of continuing to attack. The so-called courtesy is that if someone hits him, he will hit him back, which is fair.
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"Brother Zhiwei, do you see anything?"
Ange leaned on the high stand, looked down at everything in the ring, and casually asked the old Heavenly Master beside him.
"Brother Ange is joking. In terms of understanding of dragons and hybrids, I'm afraid no human in this world can match you, so why bother asking me?" Zhang Zhiwei answered with a smile while stroking his beard.
"..."
Angers was silent for a moment and shook his head helplessly.
"You're still the same as before. You usually talk a lot of nonsense, but when I want to get something out of you, it doesn't take much effort."
"You can't say that, little brother." Zhang Zhiwei also shook his head helplessly, "You understand me. If I can really tell you, can I still not say it?"
"Is it the so-called 'divine will' again? You know, I never believe in destiny."
Angers sighed.
He also understands this old monster who lives deep in Longhu Mountain.
If it weren't for the so-called 'Tiandao' that sealed this guy's mouth, he would have leaked everything.
Every time he tried to get something out of this guy's mouth, the other party would perfectly reject him with this excuse.
"What does it matter whether you believe it or not? Some things are real whether you believe it or not." Zhang Zhiwei smiled, "Just like if the world doesn't believe that there is a 'dragon' in the world, does it not exist?"
"Oh, forget it, I know there's no point in asking you."
Seeing that he still couldn't pry the Heavenly Master's mouth open, Ange immediately gave up the idea of making excuses.
Just like he didn't believe that there really were people who 'cultivated immortals' in this world before, but after meeting this old monster, he had no choice but to believe it. He knew what Zhang Zhiwei didn't want to say. No one in the world could tell him that, including him.
"So, brother Ange, what do you see in this child?"
"Brother Zhiwei, has anyone ever said that you, an old guy, are unreliable?" Angre chuckled, "You don't want to tell me anything, and you still want to get rid of me for nothing, you guy..."
"Hahahaha, I guess many people think like you, but... they dare not say it!"
Zhang Zhiwei laughed and seemed quite proud.
