Chapter: 1537
Meng Yan cursed in a low voice, looking like he hated iron.
Although Lei Wanjun didn't say anything, his face didn't look very good either.
Compared with the top group, the three temporarily recruited are still one level behind.
"It's your turn!"
Meng Yan turned his gaze, and then looked at the third gray-clothed man: "Your task is the same as that of the previous man, to consume Qin Zhuang as much as possible, and don't fight head-on, understand?"
"I-I try my best."
The man in gray clothes swallowed, feeling extremely stressed.
You definitely won't be able to beat him, it just depends on how long you can hold on.
With a bit of nervousness and apprehension, the man in gray finally got on the boat and entered the ring.
Three minutes later��
There was another scream of "Ah", and the man in gray was shot into Qingyang Lake by Qin Zhuang in less than ten moves.
A large splash of water.
Then there's the goulong goulong.
"Hahaha... Jiangnan's warriors are so rubbish. They have lost three games in a row. It's unbearable to watch!"
"I thought there would be some exciting battle, but I didn't expect it to be so vulnerable!"
"If you ask me, Qin Zhuang alone is enough to pick five of them!"
The people of the Jiangbei Martial League laughed wildly and showed off their power.
On the other hand, the situation in Jiangnan was bleak and frustrating.
Some warriors who hated iron for not becoming steel were so angry that they walked away without seeing anything.
Losing three games in a row, what the heck is this?
I went home and fell asleep.
"Leader Lei, what's going on with you? Can you put some pressure on us? Otherwise we will win too easily and it will be really boring!"
Su Hongtu, the leader of the Jiangbei Alliance, smiled jokingly, and it could be said that every word was heart-breaking.
"Strange, how can the warriors from Jiangnan be so weak?" Fan Jingang next to him was a little puzzled.
He also participated in the last martial arts conference.
It can be said that the warriors from the north and the south have been going back and forth, but today it was a one-sided crushing.
"I heard that three contestants were poisoned, so I found three substitutes to make up for the loss." Su Hongtu said with a smile.
"Poisoned? Who did it?" Fan Jingang was stunned.
"Who knows? It's not me anyway." Su Hongtu spread his hands.
Although he wanted to win, he was not despicable to this extent. JrNovels.com
Although Lei Wanjun didn't say anything, his face didn't look very good either.
Compared with the top group, the three temporarily recruited are still one level behind.
"It's your turn!"
Meng Yan turned his gaze, and then looked at the third gray-clothed man: "Your task is the same as that of the previous man, to consume Qin Zhuang as much as possible, and don't fight head-on, understand?"
"I-I try my best."
The man in gray clothes swallowed, feeling extremely stressed.
You definitely won't be able to beat him, it just depends on how long you can hold on.
With a bit of nervousness and apprehension, the man in gray finally got on the boat and entered the ring.
Three minutes later��
There was another scream of "Ah", and the man in gray was shot into Qingyang Lake by Qin Zhuang in less than ten moves.
A large splash of water.
Then there's the goulong goulong.
"Hahaha... Jiangnan's warriors are so rubbish. They have lost three games in a row. It's unbearable to watch!"
"I thought there would be some exciting battle, but I didn't expect it to be so vulnerable!"
"If you ask me, Qin Zhuang alone is enough to pick five of them!"
The people of the Jiangbei Martial League laughed wildly and showed off their power.
On the other hand, the situation in Jiangnan was bleak and frustrating.
Some warriors who hated iron for not becoming steel were so angry that they walked away without seeing anything.
Losing three games in a row, what the heck is this?
I went home and fell asleep.
"Leader Lei, what's going on with you? Can you put some pressure on us? Otherwise we will win too easily and it will be really boring!"
Su Hongtu, the leader of the Jiangbei Alliance, smiled jokingly, and it could be said that every word was heart-breaking.
"Strange, how can the warriors from Jiangnan be so weak?" Fan Jingang next to him was a little puzzled.
He also participated in the last martial arts conference.
It can be said that the warriors from the north and the south have been going back and forth, but today it was a one-sided crushing.
"I heard that three contestants were poisoned, so I found three substitutes to make up for the loss." Su Hongtu said with a smile.
"Poisoned? Who did it?" Fan Jingang was stunned.
"Who knows? It's not me anyway." Su Hongtu spread his hands.
Although he wanted to win, he was not despicable to this extent. JrNovels.com
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