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"Okay, okay, you win first." Nangong Si muttered and waved his hand.

Nangong Jin glanced at him disdainfully: "Don't play tricks with me, I've already seen through you."

While the two were talking, the second match ended quickly, and the thin boy won.

Then came the third and fourth rounds... Nangong Jin hadn't registered for the No. 100. A stick of time had passed, and there had been more than [-] competitions on the stage, and the winner was actually that thin boy.

"Oh, interesting." Nangong Si stroked his chin and looked at the young man. After playing for so long, his face was still blushing and his heart was beating, but his forehead was sweaty. Moreover, almost every game was decided quickly. , win quickly.

Now, no one in the audience dared to laugh at him anymore, and they all guessed the origin of this young man.It's a pity that the young man's martial arts methods are very chaotic, and no one really knows which faction he comes from.

"Xiao Jinjin, have you seen it?" Nangong Si asked while touching his chin, turning his head to look at Nangong Jin.

Nangong Jin frowned, shook his head and said, "I don't know, I didn't see it."

Then, the butler came onto the stage and announced: "Because this young man has won a hundred games in a row, our master took special care of him. This young man will directly participate in the finals. Therefore, the next two will be re-drawn to continue the competition."

Then the butler made a gesture of invitation to the boy, signaling him to rest there.

The boy was not too polite, he bypassed the butler and got off the ring with a light nod.Among the four vacant seats specially vacated beside the ring, I chose one and sat down.

Then, the butler drew two notes again, number one and number two hundred.

Finally arrived at Nangong Jin, but there are still hundreds of people behind, that is to say, Nangong Jin must win at least 100 people before he can go to rest like the boy just now.

"Unlucky." Nangong Jin frowned slightly and muttered softly.

Nangongsi immediately gave him a thumbs up, and said excitedly: "Xiao Jinjin, come on, look after you, win him a grand slam!"

"Shut up, you." Nangong Jin shrugged helplessly, flexed his muscles and bones, stomped on the ground, and easily climbed onto the ring. The person he was competing with was also a pale and thin person.

In this match, after playing for about half a cup of tea, Nangong Jin slapped the opponent out of the ring and won the first victory.

"Weak and inexperienced..." In this round, Nangong Jin didn't even use any of his strength, it could only be regarded as a warm-up.

Then came the second, third...

The subsequent games were relatively smooth, basically the same as the previous teenagers. In each round, Nangong Jin fought quickly to save energy as much as possible, but after fifty rounds, it was obvious that his physical strength had dropped a lot. After more than 90 rounds, Nangong Jin's forehead was already sweating a lot, and he seemed a little powerless when fighting against his opponent. If he met a stronger opponent, he would fight for a little longer and his physical strength would decline faster.

"Your brother, it seems that he is dying soon." Beside him, Fu Nian who hadn't spoken for a long time said indifferently.

Nangongsi waved his hand, saying he was fine: "Don't worry, that kid is not that weak. Even if he gets tired and falls down, he can still injure two more people, and the level is still acceptable."

Fu Nian glanced at him speechlessly, and spit out a few words: "You are really a 'good' brother."

On the other side, Nangong Jin finally made it to the [-]th game. After winning the game, he almost couldn't stand up. Fortunately, the housekeeper came to the stage to support him in time, and announced loudly that Nangong Jin could also step down to rest.Then start the third round of wheel battle...

One morning passed, and in the end, there were three people left, one was Nangong Jin, one was the boy who won at the beginning, and one was a little older, Mo Yue 25, who looked quite gentle.

At noon, the three of them were invited into Situ's mansion, and had lunch with Situ Hanting who hadn't shown up all morning. Nangong Si and Fu Nian naturally also appeared at the dinner, everyone exchanged a few words and made a greeting to each other. Self introduction.As for Nangong Si, he still used his pseudonym Fudu.However, as soon as he said it, the gentle man saw through it.