"I'm afraid of you~"

The young monk Fudou said something, and the No. [-] contestant was so angry that he raised the large Hong Tianlei in his hand.

"I asked you to wait a moment. Why are you in a hurry?" The young monk Fudo hurriedly stretched out his hand: "Have you never had a fight?"

Contestant No. [-] was driven crazy by this kid and shouted: "Damn it, you stupid bald ass, what on earth do you want to do!"

"How can you curse people?" The little monk Fudo suddenly became unhappy: "Calling someone a bald donkey is already too much, and you want to add the word "death"..."

After a pause, the young monk was suddenly startled, and then he said doubtfully: "Oh, by the way, how did you know that I am a bald donkey... No, I am a monk?"

The opponent pointed at the motionless head and said speechlessly: "You are showing such an obvious bald head, don't you have any points?"

Fudo touched his bald head, and then suddenly realized it, and said in embarrassment: "Oh, I forgot about this, wearing this mask only covered my face, but not my head..."

The audience on the sidelines laughed non-stop because of Fudo. While Xiao Feng was laughing, he turned to look at the old monk, and found that the old monk's face was twitching, as if he was having a stroke...

"Ahem..." Fudo coughed twice, looked at contestant No. [-] with sincere eyes, and said, "Don't pay attention to those details. Actually, what I want to say is..."

Contestant No. [-] holds a thunderbolt in his hand and cannot listen carefully to what the little monk is saying.

"What I want to say is..." When the little monk Fudo said this, he tilted his head and suddenly changed his tone: "How about we make a bet?"

Player No. [-] wondered: "Bet?"

"How to bet?"

"Yeah!" The little monk Fudo nodded repeatedly: "Since you see that I am a bald donkey... No, the monk is here. Then you should understand that as a monk, I like to value peace!"

"Since you like to value peace, why are you here to participate in the competition?" Contestant No. [-] raised his eyebrows and retorted: "Why don't you go back and knock wooden fish!"

The little monk Fudou said: "Uh..."

After saying "Ugh" for a while, the little monk Fudo suddenly covered his face and burst into tears: "What you said makes sense, but I am speechless..."

Opponent No. [-]: "..."

Xiao Feng looked at the futile little monk who kept working hard and became speechless. He thought that this guy would not be told by his opponent to give up the game.

At this moment, a roar came from behind Xiao Feng: "Hey, you little bald thief, can you be more serious about your attitude, why don't you compete? Do you think you are acting out the comic complex of your childhood!"

Xiao Feng turned around in shock, looked at the old monk Luan Lai who stood up angrily, and said in shock: "Master, you said your disciple is a little thief, are you serious?"

The old monk Luanlai glanced at Xiao Feng, sat down angrily, and ignored him.

The young monk Fudo on the field finally stopped working when he heard the master's angry rebuke. He stopped crying and said seriously: "Okay, let's continue talking about the bet!"

Contestant No. [-] said with a dark face: "Okay, you say it!"

"This way..." The little monk Fudo said seriously: "This is how I want to make the bet!"

"Use all your strength to attack me three times. If you can break my defense, you will win and I will take the initiative."

"But, after three attacks, you can't break through my defense, so you lose!"

"Well, is this a fair bet?"

After hearing the words of the young monk Fudo, the audience suddenly took a breath and started talking.

"Listen to what he means, he is planning to stand still and let his opponent attack three times with all his strength!"

"How is such a bet fair?"

"The attack power of player No. [-] is definitely at the highest level for this level of competition. Is this young monk seeking death for making such a bet?"

"How dare this young monk be so trusting!"

"No, I don't think it's easy for the young monk to dare to propose such a bet. He should have enough confidence in his own defense!"

"Did you notice just now that when this little monk's Qi weapon first appeared, it was a cassock!"

"The cassock, and it's golden..."

Suddenly, someone thought of something and said with a surprised look: "Could it be that his Qi weapon is the legendary Buddhist holy robe - King Ming's cassock!"

"After all, King Ming's cassock is a legendary thing. It's hard to say whether its real defensive power is really as strong as the legend says!"

Xiao Feng curled his lips as he listened to the comments around him.

Xiao Feng has seen with his own eyes what Fu Fu's defense is.

But to be honest, even if he witnessed it with his own eyes, Xiao Feng would still be suspicious of the little monk Fudou's bet.

After all, the explosive attack power of contestant No. [-] is much stronger than the wrench attack from East China!

The little monk Fufu finished speaking and looked at his opponent quietly.

Contestant No. [-] looked at the young monk Fudo carefully, without much expression on his face.

Contestant No. [-] is not stupid. Such a bet is too preferential treatment for him!

If player No. [-] is really a grumpy person, and hears the bet made by the young monk Fudo, he might become furious because his opponent despises him.

But obviously, No. [-] is not!

After a while, contestant No. [-] spoke: "Are you...serious?"

The little monk Fudou nodded: "Of course!"

"Okay!" Contestant No. [-] clapped his hands: "That's it, I'm betting!"

"Of course, to save others from saying that I took advantage of you, the attack just now was considered my first blow!"

"Next, there are two more attacks. Get ready, I'm coming!"

The two people on the field discussed the game process, and the audience on the sidelines stopped talking, looked at the playing field, and held their breath.

Contestant No. [-] stared at the little monk Fudo with sharp eyes, raised his hand, and threw the Thunderous Thunder in his hand.

"Boom!" exploded, and the flames illuminated the arena.

After a few seconds, everyone looked at where the young monk had just stood.As a result, it was discovered that the young monk Fudo was still standing where he was, looking well-rested, and the golden mask around him had not changed at all!

"What a strong defense!"

"Contestant No. [-]'s attack, even if it is less than [-]% of his strength, is at least eighty-nine points!"

"It's time to prove it. This little monk's Qi weapon is the legendary cassock of King Ming!"

Contestant No. [-] looked at the unscathed little monk Fudo and seemed not surprised. He nodded and said, "Yes, you did not disappoint me!"

The young monk Fudou smiled and said: "You have one more chance. As long as you can break my defensive shield, I will give in immediately!"

"For the last time, I won't hold back anymore!" Contestant No. [-] clenched his fists, and black air began to surge around his body.

I saw player No. [-] stretching out his hands, and the air around him condensed into his hands.

This time, the No. [-] player will show his true strongest strength.

In fact, as the audience guessed, the thunderous thunder that player No. [-] had gathered before was indeed not his full strength!

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