Fortune Shrine

Chapter 120 Flying Pig

Zhao Mingde giggled silly, then looked at Fang Yi, his eyes were full of gratitude.

"Thank you! Fang Yi."

"This is the result of your own hard work, you don't need to thank me." Fang Yi said with a faint smile.

"And this is the first match. Every time you win a match, your opponent will be stronger. Do you have confidence?"

Zhao Mingde nodded heavily. At this moment, he felt extremely confident, even though he knew that it was impossible for him to win more games with his own strength.

But if you can win a game, it is a game. You don't want to rank, but you want to play your own strength.

Let others dare not underestimate yourself.

The fat man seemed to be inspired by Zhao Mingde, and he looked full of confidence.

"Fatty, it's your turn soon! Go and have a look."

The three of them immediately came to the No. [-] ring.

At this moment, Feng Yiyi's eyes suddenly turned to Fang Yi, revealing a slightly complicated expression.

Fang Yi frowned slightly, and smiled as a greeting.

Although they were not familiar with each other, they had met once when Patriarch Qingshan summoned them, and later had a short exchange in Wanjun Mountain, and Fang Yi had saved each other that time.

Of course, Feng Yiyi's strength is enough to protect himself, but it's hard to say for others.

In fact, Fang Yi had a good impression of Feng Yiyi. Apart from not being talkative, she was cold on the outside and hot on the inside, which could be seen from her desperately protecting those disciples.

Feng Yiyi also nodded slightly, as if responding to Fang Yi. It could be seen that her impression of Fang Yi should be pretty good.

"Shi Dahai, Liu Wugen is on stage."

The elder deacon on the ring shouted loudly.

"Fatty, it's your turn, come on." Zhao Mingde clenched his fists to cheer up the fatty.

Fang Yi also patted the fat man on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "Fatty man, don't let me down, or I'll cut off all your fat."

"Can you say something nice?"

The fat man curled his lips, quite dissatisfied, and after giving Fang Yi a blank look, he went straight to the ring.

Fatty's obese body caused everyone in the audience to laugh as soon as he appeared on the stage.

"Fatty, if you still compete with others with your figure, I think it's okay! You can still admit defeat automatically."

"That's right, looking at your size, you can barely walk!"

"Hahaha, that's not necessarily true! That body might be able to overwhelm the opponent."

"Hahaha!"

The crowd roared with laughter, and the fat man seemed to have gotten used to this kind of situation, and he was no longer surprised by it.

"You ignorant ones, let's see how I beat my opponent, Fat Lord." The fat man said proudly.

Everyone in the audience looked disdainful, obviously not optimistic about Fatty.

At this time, Fatty had also stepped onto the ring, and the two exchanged hands in an instant.

Although the fat man was obese, he was unambiguous in his actions. His attack was very fast and his body was extremely fast, which seemed extremely inconsistent with his weight.

Everyone in the audience obviously didn't expect Fatty to be so amazing.

"Fatty come on!" Zhao Mingde cheered for Fatty.

Fang Yi also nodded slightly.

Fatty's talent is still there, but he is a bit lazy, and his cultivation level has kept up, and he is no worse than others.

Moreover, Fatty also fought extremely smartly, seizing the advantage of his size, and bombarded wildly, making the opponent unable to catch up and retreat steadily.

But this is also his weakness, once he can't attack, it will consume a lot of energy.

At that time, if the back strength is weak, it is possible to lose the battle.

But the opponent in front of Fatty obviously couldn't withstand his raindrops of attacks.

"Damn it, this fat man is too fierce, he is completely crushed!"

"That's right! This fat man is as fat as a pig, yet he's so fast, he's a flying pig!"

"Look, the Flying Pig is going to win."

In the arena, Fatty's opponent could no longer withstand Fatty's attack, full of flaws.

Bang!

Fatty seized an opening and punched out domineeringly, directly hitting the opponent's chest.

Immediately, that disciple's body flew down the ring like a kite with a broken string, and hit the ground heavily.

Fatty's blow was extremely domineering.

The audience in the audience stared at Fatty with wide eyes. It was obvious that Fatty's performance exceeded everyone's expectations.

"The flying pig is mighty!"

Someone in the crowd yelled, and then everyone yelled too.

The fat man paused for a moment, then realized that it was a nickname given to him by the crowd.

Flying pigs!

Seeming to be pretty good, the fat man giggled silly, and immediately got off the ring.

"Fatty, that's amazing. I didn't expect you to be so fierce. It seems that I was worried for nothing." Zhao Mingde gave a thumbs up and said with a smile.

"Hey!" The fat man smirked, not to mention how proud he was.

"Flying pig, not bad!" Fang Yi also joked at this time.

Fatty's performance was really good, and he won very beautifully. In fact, his strength was not much different from that of his opponent, but Fang Yiwei was a little surprised that he could win the game in such a beautiful way.

"Of course." Fatty said proudly.

"Okay, the fat man competition is over, let's go to the NO.12 ring to have a look! It's probably Fang Yi's turn soon." Zhao Mingde suggested at this time.

Not long after the first round started, both Fatty and Zhao Mingde had already competed.

They had to wait until the second round was still very early, at least after the first round was over, to know who their opponent was.

The three of them immediately came to the NO.12 ring.

At this time, the NO.12 arena was also in full swing.

"Look, that's Leng Xingkong, he is also in the No.12 ring?" Zhao Mingde saw the person on the ring at a glance, it was Leng Xingkong.

"Hahaha!" The fat man also found Leng Xingkong at this time, and couldn't help laughing.

"This grandson is doomed. With Fang Yi here, plus the seeded players, he will definitely not be able to make it to the top 32."

"That's right! If this guy knew, he would probably die of anger. With his strength, he still has a good chance to enter the top 32." Zhao Mingde also smiled happily.

Fang Yi couldn't help but smile, he didn't expect such a coincidence.

It seems that the enemy's road is really narrow.

In the arena, Leng Xingkong quickly defeated his opponent, scanning the audience with a cold and arrogant expression, full of confidence.

However, when his eyes swept over Fang Yi, he couldn't help concentrating, revealing a trace of resentment and doubt.

Judging by his expression, he probably didn't know that he and Fang Yi were both in the NO.12 ring.

Leng Xingkong withdrew his gaze, and slowly walked off the ring.

At this time, the elders on the ring shouted loudly: "Fang Yi, Lu Zhijun is on stage."

Hearing this voice, Leng Xingkong stopped immediately, and suddenly turned his head to look at the elders on the ring, as if he wanted to make sure if he had heard it wrong.

But before he could confirm, Fang Yi walked over slowly at this moment, passing him just in time.

When Leng Xingkong saw this scene, his face was ashamed.

But Fang Yi smiled slightly, glanced at the other party, and then slowly walked onto the ring.

　Ask for recommendation, ask for reward, ask for collection!

　　

　

(End of this chapter)