Perfect Secret Love: The Bad New Wife is a Little Sweet

This is just the beginning of the Martial Arts Consultation, I am the first to be defeated... so defeated... shame...

“Promised.” Ye Zheng looked at a desperate Li He and hugged him.

“Promise to let your grandfather... Hmm!” Li He hummed.

Ye Qiang: “…” A grown man, so arrogant?

After the trial, Ye Zheng took a break and the referee continued to draw numbers, drawing a B and A mercenaries.

Class B mercenaries looked desperate and wanted to take advantage of their luck. Never thought about it, but against the previous Class A mercenary.

If not, in less than a few minutes, the Class B mercenary was beaten to death, crying out loud, not against the Class A mercenary.

……

At this moment, Ye Zheng is looking at the top of the ring.

This ring is just the right size.

As long as he does not take the initiative, he is perfectly capable of walking to the passive brake, and because of the size of the ring, Ye Yang can successfully leave his opponent behind and win.

Even if you encounter such a powerful opponent... you just have to admit that you lost a lot. It's not possible, there are still gourds...

Ye Zheng tried not to use this stuff. Although she could have Nie's worry-free force after being drunk, it was out of control after all. Who knows what she would do if she got drunk... What if she jumped off the stage and beat the referee... then she could be a big joke for the whole Academy.

Ye Zheng is not very interested in other people's trials.

Most of these mercenaries, mostly without Beidou and Seven Stars, almost three days a dozen, five days a dozen, both of whom were tired of watching the leaves of the battle.

Weaker than Beidou and the Seven Stars, where would Ye Zheng be interested?

“No. 165 Red Cloud, No. 8 Ye Zheng. ”

Soon, the referee announced again.

Immediately, a woman in a yellow college uniform slowly walked to the ring.

After being called to his name, Ye Zheng also quickly walked forward and walked to the top of the ring.

“These two mercenaries… one D, one C, huh, both of them are lucky. ”

“I see that Ye Zheng's luck is better, running into two C-level mercenaries in a row. ”

“Class D… Class C… What a boring game…”

The vast majority of mercenaries shook their heads and were reluctant to take a stand when they saw Ye Qiang and Red Cloud play. There was nothing to see at all.

“165 Red Cloud, C-Class Mercenary.” The woman's red cloud glanced at the leaves, with no expression on her face.

“No. 8 Ye Qiang, Class D Mercenary.” Ye Qiao opened his mouth.

“You're a Class D mercenary, and I don't want to do it, so you go down on your own, or I'll throw you down.” Red cloud stared at Ye Zheng and spoke coldly.

“Do it.” Ye Qiang looked at the woman.

When she heard this, the woman frowned slightly: “Ye Zheng, you really give face shame, a D-level mercenary, after winning one fight, I really thought I could win two straight games. ”

As he spoke, the cold light in the eyes of the red cloud flashed and instantly grabbed towards Ye Zheng.

However, as soon as the woman reached out, she grabbed the small arm of the red cloud as Ye Zheng stood almost between the shafts.

Immediately, the red clouds changed slightly, and it was not known when it had happened, and a magical force was transmitted from Ye Zheng's hand.

The next second, Red Cloud's body lost balance, and the whole person seemed to be the kite that broke the line, and the raw man was skilfully lifted out.