There's something weird about this elf center

"Judges please take your seats!"

The two of them looked at each other and sat down in their seats.

“Now let’s invite the first contestant to come on stage!”

The sequence lists of the contestants were kept in the background. After Xiong Er was eliminated, he acted as a temporary staff member, responsible for notifying the upcoming contestants to prepare in advance.

The first one is still an acquaintance, Xiong San, a certain Xiong, Xiong Er’s younger brother. He was also the culprit who was the first to learn the skill of repaying a favor and led Aibi Lang to start a group fight.

"Hello everyone, I am player number one, Xiong San, and my partner is Aibi Lang."

"Come out, Abby Lang!"

Abby Lang made a grand appearance, doing a simple front flip and landing steadily.

His left and right fists struck out several times like lightning, sending out circles of energy in the air.

"This Aibilang has been well cultivated." Xiaoxia nodded, her dissatisfaction at being pulled away from work by Qiao Er dissipated a little. The contestants didn't watch, but their elves were surprisingly good, which gave Xiaoxia a little desire to watch.

Qiao Er was noncommittal, "Don't worry, let's take a look first and then talk."

The first round of the competition was a freestyle competition. The content was all formulated by the Guapi people themselves. Qiao Er and others were only responsible for reviewing. The good-looking ones were passed and the unsightly ones were eliminated. It was relatively easy.

Starting from the second round, the questions were formulated by Qiao Er, and the difficulty gradually increased until there was only one left.

"The show we perform is, Fist of Tacit Understanding!"

Xiong San is full of confidence, and beside him is Aibi Lang, who is equally confident.

The bond between Aibi Lang and I is extremely deep. Along the way, I have become very familiar with Aibi Lang's boxing style. In addition, in the past few days of special training, Aibi Lang and I have repeatedly confirmed the trajectory of the punch, which is left and right, left and right, right and left, right and left. In this way, it is as stable as a long-haired dog.

When it comes to the official performance, Aibilang will punch me at a very fast speed, and in the afterimage, I will % avoid all its attacks, showing a tacit understanding that far surpasses everyone else. With such an outstanding performance, there will definitely be no problem qualifying.

Come on, Abby Lang, punch me. The first punch was left, so I had to dodge to the right.

Xiong San smiled slightly, and even began to imagine the beautiful scene when he passed, and then hit him hard on the right face with a heavy punch.

Eh? Abby Lang, what's wrong with you?

Xiong San suffered a heavy blow and took two steps back, looking at Aibi Lang in confusion. Aibi Lang was also panicked and didn't understand why he hit Xiong San.

Oops! I was busy telling it the command, and forgot to tell it that the command refers to the direction in which to attack me, not the hand with which it punches. But it doesn't matter, there is still a chance to save it. If it is according to Aibi Lang's understanding, it is time for it to punch right now.

I just have to keep flashing right b beep beep beep beep.

Another heavy punch hit Xiong San on the right side of his face, knocking him unconscious.

The right side of his face was burning hot, and through the peripheral vision, he could even see the high swelling. Xiong San covered the right side of his face and let out a mournful cry.

Damn it, Abby Lang and I want to go together! It also changes the password for the attack. It's all over now, where will it hit next? Left or right? Will it change? Probably so? No, it won't change.

Xiong San panicked, and his intuition told him that he might suffer a bloody disaster today.

"Ah!" "Ouch!" "His!" "Huha!"

Could this be the legendary version of catching a white blade with bare hands and catching a heavy punch with a big face? Qiao Er was stunned when he saw it. It was truly a tacit understanding of punches. Every punch hit the target, which made him tremble with fear.

If it weren't for the fact that he was about to be beaten to death, I would have wanted to watch him for a while longer.

"Pass!" "Pass!" "Woof!"

"Congratulations to contestant No. , who received three votes and entered the next round. I have to say that this tacit understanding of fists is so tacit. Abby Lang's fiery fists are like an infatuated woman chasing her lover. You dare to run, I If you dare to chase me, I will catch you!"

"Nonsense, without further ado, please invite the next contestant!"

Xiong San's nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and he couldn't even say a complete "thank you". It was so miserable.

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