Douluo's Stalking Lottery System

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"Boy, you are crazy, you dare to talk to me in this tone, do you know who I am?"

As he said, this man with a height of more than two meters and an extremely strong body glared fiercely, raised his muscular right arm, and the big hand of the pu fan with fierce force, slapped Yang Ming with a slap. Come.

Yang Ming didn't be polite to him either, the index finger and middle finger were raised up, and the three-inch sword Qi cut towards him without hesitation.

You know, Jian Qi is invisible to the naked eye.

The brawny man only thought that Yang Ming was pretending to be a match. He wanted to hold his offensive with two fingers, and the corner of his mouth could not help but evoke a cold arc of contempt.

What bullshit lonely seek defeat.

But that's it.

He thought like this in his heart, the sword energy of Yang Ming's fingertips had already been cut from the broad palm of his fan, and as soon as they touched, the brawny man's four fingers were immediately broken off and fell to the ground like mud.

The sneer on the brawny man's face suddenly solidified, like a wax figure in a wax museum, with an indescribable funny feeling.

The ten fingers hurt even the heart, let alone the pain of breaking all four fingers?

Immediately afterwards, the irritating pain from the hand rushed to his head like a man being cut off by his little brother. The strong man seemed to be hit by an electric current. The tiger's body shook again and again, and even the forehead oozes because of the excessive pain Cold sweat like a waterfall.

"Ah! I'm going to kill you!"

Stimulated by the tragic results, the brawny man's blood stared at his eyes, and his temples were bursts of blood, which was extremely frightening.

Seeing that the brawny man was about to make trouble in the lounge and was about to make trouble here, a neutral voice suddenly interrupted.

"You all stop me!"

Hearing this voice, even if there was more resentment and unwillingness in his stomach, the strong man couldn't help but stop his movements.

Yang Ming turned his head to look, but saw a middle-aged man who appeared to be in his forties strode forward. He didn't see how he moved. It seemed that he had only taken two steps before he came to Yang Ming and the man Between tall and strong men.

"Don't you know that private fights are not allowed in the fighting spirit preparation area? This is the rule of the fighting spirit arena! If you want to fight, go to the fighting spirit stage."

That's how it is said, but the middle-aged man has been staring at the strong man, obviously targeting him, and on the other hand, it is also protecting Yang Ming.

The burly man's face changed drastically, his face was purple, like a dissatisfied man. He was interrupted by his little brother when he just picked up his gun and got on the horse. Only he knew the feeling of stubbornness.

"Director Ao, is it unfair for you to do this? Obviously this kid cut off my finger first, why did you target me?"

The middle-aged man called Director Ao's eyes became extremely frightening, his pupils seemed to look at the dead, and he said coldly:

"Kuangxi, do you want me to say it a second time? Don’t forget, this is my place, I’m in charge. You just wanted to do something, but you didn’t have a beep in your heart? This is the last time I warn you. You remembered it for me."

"Yes, yes, not as an example, not as an example."

The wild and strong physique, and his smirk look, looked extremely inharmonious.

He hurriedly bent over to pick up the severed finger on the ground. Although the broken finger was severely broken, there was a peculiar martial spirit in the Douluo Continent World, and he had a great chance to stitch it up if he only needed an auxiliary spirit master to heal it.

As he bent over to pick up, Director Ao looked back at Yang Ming.

It was completely different from the attitude when facing Mad Xi, Director Ao showed a friendly smile and asked Yang Ming.

"Have you been injured just now, will it have any impact on the game?"

These days, Yang Ming has long been famous in Soto Arena with his winning streak. Director He Ao is also a nodding acquaintance, shook his head slightly, and said:

"It's okay."

"It's all right, it's all right."

Director Ao let out a sigh of relief. Regarding the penultimate team fight tonight, he treats him as the finale. Now he has sent staff to warm up the court and even started the gambling game. He doesn't want to be at this critical juncture, Yang It shows any discrepancies.Diandian library www.diandianshu.net

This is not afraid to compare goods, but to compare people!

Kuangxi's face changed a few times, and he felt extremely suffocated, so angry!

Director Ao saw that he was still staying here and didn't leave.

"Kuangxi, the game will start soon, what are you doing here?"

"me……"

Mad rhinoceros laughed.

If it were someone else, he would have beaten his ancestors a long time ago.

But the person in front of me is Director Ao!

Can't afford, can't afford, can't afford

After speaking, Kuangxi didn't even dare to let go of a fart, and immediately turned and left in a desperate manner.

Director Ao gave him a white look and said to Yang Ming and others:

"He is the wild rhino, the captain of the wild team, and the enemy your Shrek team will encounter tonight."

"All the members of the mad team are above level 35. They have registered for seven days in the Arena of Souls. The team has achieved seven consecutive victories at the Soul Sovereign level. If they can complete ten consecutive victories, they will directly advance to the level of bronze fighting. Luo, with their strength, even in the 30th-level team of Bronze Fighting Spirit, they will be outstanding."

"Originally, with the level of Yang Ming's Silver Fighting Soul badge, it should be matched to an opponent with the Silver Fighting Soul level."

"However, once in your team, the remaining seven people are only the level of the Iron Fighting Soul Badge, and there are others who are at the level of a great spirit master of more than 20 levels. This has lowered your average strength, and let me decide. You match the mad team."

Hearing this, the seven Dai Mubai blushed.

Sorry, Yang Ming, we are ashamed of you.

"Secondly, the players of the Silver Fighting Spirit level have already finished the competition before, and there are no more Silver Fighting players competing with you."

"All in all, I am very optimistic about your game this time and hope you will perform well."

Director Ao's voice is not loud, but because of his identity, he is already very noticeable.

I heard that Director Ao replied with high hopes for this new team, and the other players in the lounge were as if they had overturned the fairy vinegar.

But, so envious!

Director Ao finished speaking and left gently, just as he came quietly.

Seeing that everyone hadn't recollected, Yang Ming clapped his hands and hooked them back.

"Well, you should hurry up to recover your spirit power. Next, we have a tough battle to fight."

Dai Mubai and the others shuddered and followed suit.

Seeing everyone's busy schedule, Zhu Zhuqing hesitated, but after all he took a step forward.

She has a very good figure, and she must describe it carefully as 404, bringing a gust of fragrance along the way.

Yang Ming was startled slightly and said:

"Something?"

Zhu Zhuqing stared at Yang Ming with beautiful eyes, as if he could see his face through the mask, his plump red lips lightly opened, and said:

"Thank you just now."

It seemed that these words had exhausted her courage. After speaking, she turned around a little shyly and left.