Rebirth: National Crown Prince

Reverse jump and launch your ultimate move.

The opponent's blood volume was cut off a little.

Xu Bao: Ah, that's good! Keep going. The cat eyes narrowed, and he didn't seem to be frightened by this situation.

Wan Zexi still had a cold side face, but his eyes were a little more serious.

Fingers jump on the keyboard nimbly.

The assassin killed him.

Seeing the other party's quick reply, Wan Zexi immediately tapped the button with his fingers.

Crack!

The opponent's ultimate move suddenly missed the target.

Xu Bao's eyes began to change, and the corners of his mouth no longer smiled as evilly as before.

Wan Zexi's speed increased and he and Xu Bao had already fought for three rounds.

Powerful moves volley down.

I saw the words Insufficient Blood Volume displayed on the opponent's head.

A few drops of cold sweat dropped on Xu Bao's forehead, and his eyes became very serious.

He also increased his speed and strengthened his equipment.

Wan Zexi attacked again. How could she let the opponent recover his vitality?

Twenty long minutes.

The audience subconsciously stopped shouting.

The little fox guards just felt that Wan Ye was so handsome, and they couldn't help but whisper the word Wan Ye in their hearts.

I heard that today is Longtu's game. In order to watch Wan Ye's game, some fans have to come to see Wan Zexi in person even if they are scolded by their boss.

[Xu Yao Maomao PK Long Live Lord, Long Live Lord wins]

After consuming the last drop of the opponent's blood, Wan Zexi raised his lips slightly, Senior, it seems that you need to practice your skills more!

After that, the young man took off his headphones, raised his white chin, and shook his messy hair, looking so handsome.

After seeing that he lost, Xu Bao first had a depressed face, and in the eyes of fans, he looked like a pitiful baby who had been wronged.

Fans comforted each other: Xubao, it's just a loss. It's not a big deal. Just win it next time.

Yes! Yes! I can definitely win it back next time.

Bai Qing sneered: I have the ability to challenge, but I don't have the ability to win.

Xu Bao curled his lips, and Bai Qing's venom increased to another level.

It's okay, Xu Bao, the final semi-finals and finals are the important ones. Zi Chen said.

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Do it again!

Do it again!

no!

Do it again!

Yu Lao, I feel this is good enough, what's wrong with it? Zhou Qu looked at the serious Yu Lao with troubled eyes.

Yu Lao has gray hair, but his face looks surprisingly young, and his sharp eyes make people feel that no matter what they think, there is no escape from him.

Yu Laodao: The eyes are wrong, and the gestures are wrong. It's too coquettish.

And your eyes are too vulgar. Chen Shen is an aristocratic son, and you only give me the feeling of a nouveau riche.

Yu Lao's merciless words were like a sword that pierced those people directly. For him, Chen Shen was a character that he and Lao Yang created together. In their eyes, it was no longer just a name. But people who really exist in their hearts.

The star on the stage looked very embarrassed, just because what he said was so merciless to him, but he couldn't resist it. That was Mr. Yu, who had a very high status in the entertainment industry.

Hahahaha wanton laughter came from the other side of the wall, followed by footsteps.

Many people were stunned.

At the corner, I saw a handsome and fair-skinned young man walking slowly over.

The young man's eyes were extremely careless, and his handsome face was filled with an evil smile.

Huh? The young man seemed to have heard what the man said.

The boy's eyes remained unchanged, but his smile gradually gave off a mocking tone.

Yu Lao's eyes brightened slightly, this was the scene where Chen Shen was having a conversation with his father.

Suddenly.

The young man slightly suppressed the wanton smile at the corners of his mouth, moved his eyes slightly, raised his arms gracefully, and saw the slender fingers casually tapping his chin, as if he was extremely impatient.