Wild Malicious Consort: Good For Nothing Ninth Miss

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Chapter 442 Betting Down

"That Wang Qiang, but the strength of the seventh-order mid-term, you take care."

Seventh-order mid-term?

When the cloud dance hit him, he saw it.

However, at this time, the challenge card worn by Yun Dance is the fifth-order strength logo that has just been registered. In the eyes of others, it is a fifth-grade strength first-year student.

This kind of strength, dare to madly challenge the third grade, it is no wonder that it will attract the laughter of the audience.

In the early morning, everyone thought from the bottom of their heart that cloud dance is the party that lost.

For the jade bottle with the medicinal herbs, one by one has been paying attention in the heart, and even thought about it again, wait for the lower grades to lose, how can this medicinal medicine win from other opponents.

On the stage.

After the cloud dance came from the other side, the token and the challenge card were placed in the groove.

And the third-year student, Wang Qiang, went to the stage from the other side. Similarly, before he took the stage, he took out his token and challenge card into the groove.

This is the behavior that the challenger must do when he is on the stage.

Because, as a result, when the challenge is over, the system can automatically add points to their respective tokens.

In the ring of the challenge area, there is no referee, as long as it does not hurt the lives of people, let the fight.

As for how to judge whether to win or lose, it is very simple, as long as the other party concedes defeat, or the other party is shot down, this means the end of the challenge and the result.

After coming to power, Wang Qiang looked at the cloud dance. The eyes were fiercely mocking, and his hands twisted and twisted, like loose loose bones.

Cloud dance, just stand quietly, watching him quietly.

"Low-level students, let all your skills come, Lao Tzu is to move the real thing." When Wang Qiang said, the tenth-order mid-term vindictiveness suddenly rose out.

Cloud dance, but still no movement.

All the people watching this scene in the downfall, a lot of laughter sounded again.

"Look, it must be scary."

"Oh, a junior, so arrogant, and she should suffer a little sin..."

Under the stage, the sneer and sneer sounded without a sigh.

If you change to an ordinary person, you will feel that you will feel insulted. However, the cloud dance seems to be deaf, so you look at Wang Qiang quietly.

At the moment when Wang Qiang was vacated, his fist was clenched and his eyes were fierce.

"Look at how I punch you in a punch."

The next second, the moment of drinking, the next move, the moment at a rapid speed, suddenly attacked the cloud dance.

Do you fight?

The cloud dance was attacked by Wang Qiang, who was attacked by the iron fist. The corner of his mouth was finally dyed with a hint of evil charm.

Do not hide or not.

Just look at his fist and wave down, listening to the ridiculous cheers in the ring.

But just in the fist, when I was about to swing to the head of the cloud dance, the movements froze, and all the movements seemed to be fixed at that moment.

Wang Qiang, who had just had a fierce expression, was flushed with blood on his face. The blue veins violently jumped in his two hands, and the cold sweat slipped down the sides...

"Uh!"

A voice that sounded like a sigh.

And at that moment, the ridiculous cheers of the audience seemed to gradually calm down.

A pair of twins stared at the eyelids on the platform, as if they were gradually dyed with a touch of color.

How, what happened?

Wang Qiang finally breathed a sigh of relief from the pain, bowed his head like a stiff, looking at a small fist that hit him on his abdomen.

Followed by the fist, and looked up at the cloud dance with a strange smile.

"What do you think of the fist?" A very light and light voice came.

At that moment, Wang Qiang was staring at her with a big bang.

Can be next second.

A strange and powerful force suddenly rushed out of the fist.

"Ah..." A scream just started, and I saw Wang Qiang’s tall and strong body, and suddenly flew out.

what's the situation?

Everyone who looked down at the stage did not see exactly what was going on.

When I saw Wang Qiang’s body, I flew out myself and fell half on the edge of the ring.

Seeing this, the people in the downfall suddenly couldn’t help but scream.

"Wang Qiang, what the **** are you doing..."

"Quick up..."

"..."

Wang Qiang, who came from under the audience and was still in the pain of the whole body aftershocks, seemed to have slowed down.

Gritted his teeth and climbed up from the edge of the platform.

But when watching the cloud dance that slowly walked toward him, Wang Qiang was still alert and confused.

"You, are you more than the fifth-order strength? Are you falsely reporting strength?"

Cloud dance hooks lips, dyed with a sinister arrogance; "Is it false? Just now, I said in public, my strength can be more than that."

"You...what is the strength of your stage?" Wang Qiang clenched his fists, but he was watching the cloud dance with great vigilance.

"You don't know if you come to teach yourself!" Yun Dance said, continuing to face Wang Qiang.

Wang Qiang looked at the cloud dance that came step by step, and it was under the eyes of the public. Under such circumstances, he must not lose face.

A biting tooth, the powerful seventh-order medium-term strong vindictiveness rises again.

This time, there was no delay, the body was like a leopard, and a sensitive leaping volley ran into the clouds.

And just as he jumped up, he condensed a group of green light that could be seen with the naked eye. At the moment he hit the cloud dance, the green light seemed to be turned into a real leopard. Generally, the claws come out.

"Brush!"

The fierce cold mang, go straight to the clouds and dance.

Wushu?

Seeing the cloud dance of this scene, Liu Mei picked it up and the eyes flashed a touch of fun.

However, at this moment, the cloud dance also moved to the foot, and the figure in the air suddenly passed like a phantom.

The cold mantle fell, the Mars flashed, and the long marks of the five claws were left on the ground.

The crowds under the stage were escaped from the attack by the speed of the phantasm of the clouds and dances, and they shouted.

Wang Qiang’s heart sighed again.

Got away again?

The condensed martial arts he cultivated, the speed is absolutely as fast and sensitive as the leopard, how can the first-year student escape?

"This is all your strength, right? Then, it's my turn now."

Just when Wang Qiang’s face was not very good, the cool voice of Yun Dance came from his ear.

what?

Wang Qiang turned around and just wanted to defend.

But the strange and powerful little fist had already hit his abdomen, and the body flew out at the moment of screaming.

But this time, he did not fall.

Instead, the speed of the cloud dance was so strange that before he hit the ground, she stood in the first position and punched him out.