Beauty strikes

"Hey! Look at that black tiger's heart attack. On the surface, it's a slap in the face, but it's actually a secret. Isn't it very tricky and vicious?" Zhou Yun began to flaunt his coquettishness again, only to hear him spit out lotus flowers, and the crowd gradually felt that, Could this guy be a master?

"Indeed, this move makes a lot of noise, and if you don't pay attention, you will be seriously injured..."

"I ask you, do you know how to break it?" Zhou Yun shrugged his eyebrows obscenely, and everyone's eyes could not help but shifted to him: "How to break it?"

"Look at it... Wow!" Zhou Yun imitated the people on the stage, and performed the black tiger heart attack on the blond girl beside him!The fate can be imagined...

Wei Lisi grabbed the beast thief's hand like lightning, and turned the boy back to the ground.The bastard wants to eat her tofu in full view?There are no doors!

"Ouch, lightly~ It's broken! My hand is going to be broken!"

"Awesome! Awesome!" The onlookers clapped their hands, and the beautiful woman just subdued the sneak attacking Mouyun in an instant, making most of the special forces feel ashamed.

For a beautiful and sharp special operator like Wei Lisi, I am afraid that I may not be able to find a second one after searching the entire venue.

"How many times have I told you, don't make noise to impress the crowd." Wei Lisi whispered dissatisfiedly in the boy's ear, and she couldn't be quiet wherever she went.

"I know, let go first, dear."

"Hmph..." The blond girl let go of the boy in dissatisfaction.

"Next, No. 51!" After the test in the No. 8 arena, the special fighters of the Tribunal won another victory.

"Ha! It's my turn at last!" Zhou Yun shook the badge on his chest, squeezed the bones of his hands, and prepared to go on stage.

"Come on! Don't let the Disarmament Council underestimate you, and fight for us!"

"Yes! Don't let them be too arrogant!"

"Okay, I'll do my best." Zhou Yun walked up to the judges with his hands on his hips.

"Are you number 51?" The judges looked at the young man with some doubts. In his eyes, Zhou Yun was just a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old. He probably didn't even graduate from college, so he really shouldn't be participating in such a dangerous mission.

"That's right." Zhou Yunqi raised his head imposingly.

"Well, you choose your opponents first. Their strengths are arranged from left to right, from high to low." The judges said calmly. Zhou Yun was commenting in the audience, and he naturally heard a lot. That's just the argument.

Theory and actual combat cannot be compared. When Zhou Yun explained the opponent's flaws, there were too many technical requirements, and even elite special fighters might not be able to complete it.Therefore, no matter how well the young man speaks, if his reaction speed and actions cannot keep up, everything is empty talk...

Who wouldn't be an afterthought?I just hope that the young and energetic guy will do what he can, and not make choices beyond his ability.

"Don't pick, I~ want~ hit~ ten~ oops!" Zhou Yun said every word, but before he finished speaking, the blond girl grabbed the back of the ear and pulled it away.

"He chooses the one on the far right!" Willis made the decision for the young man, and the bastard really didn't take her words seriously, and he knew it was causing trouble.

"Huh?" Zhou Yun looked stunned, and kissed Xiao Lisi, didn't he want him to bully others?Although hitting ten is bullying...

"What are you talking about! You must lose this competition!"

"Why? It's wrong to lie!"

"Do you want the whole world to know that you are Zhou Yun!" Wei Lisi had the urge to strangle Mou Yun to death.

"I don't want to." Zhou Yun curled his lips: "But winning doesn't prove that I am Zhou Yun!"

If it is true as the blond girl said, whoever wins will be Zhou Yun, then the whole world will not know that he is Zhou Yun, but the whole world will become Zhou Yun.

"Winning doesn't prove that you are Zhou Yun, but if you don't win, it definitely doesn't prove that you are Zhou Yun!"

"This is too profound, let me think about it after the game..." Zhou Yun jumped into the ring, winning or losing doesn't matter to him, the key is to see the opponent's performance.

If the visitor is polite and not arrogant or impatient, it doesn’t matter if he falls down after playing for a while. If a bastard comes who clamors to crush his bird eggs with one hand, then he can only say sorry, your father is scared big!

Zhou Yun shook his shoulders and leaped onto the nearly two-meter-high ring. His chic movements could not help but remind people of the male protagonist who went on stage to participate in a martial arts competition to recruit relatives.

"Please advise." The Special Forces member of the Disarmament Council was of good quality, and he bowed his hands very politely, and then put on a fighting posture, letting the boy take the lead.Maybe he did this because Zhou Yun looked too young...

"Acceptance!" Zhou Yun unceremoniously launched an offensive, charged suddenly and performed the double flying of the rogue's three unique skills, kicking his opponent with a loud kick.

Shuangfei kicks are powerful, once kicked, it will definitely be uncomfortable, but the opponent seems to have a friendly attitude, Zhou Yun does not intend to kick him.

The special fighters of the Assembly dodged sideways, dodging the youth's seemingly sharp onslaught lightly.Then start fighting back...

However, at the moment when the special fighters of the Discommunication Council turned around to fight back, Zhou Yun stabilized his footsteps one step faster than him, and launched a frenzied attack: "Tianma Meteor Fist, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow!"

The rainstorm of pear blossom-like fists suddenly hit, scaring the special fighters of the Assembly to dodge quickly.

When the audience saw this scene, they all expressed shame. Is this the rhythm of punching the master to death?It's a pity that for their trained special fighters, this trick is obviously useless, because Luanquan not only consumes physical strength, but also has moments of stagnation. If you are tired, you can immediately launch a deadly counterattack...

However, an unimaginable situation appeared, and the special fighters of the Disarmament Council did not take any precautions, and kept shaking left and right. Doesn't that mean giving the boy a chance to win?

Zhou Yun's random punches only need to hit the opponent's face with a hammer, and the scale of victory will be tilted immediately, and the special fighters of the Discussion Council will probably lose the battle.

"Oh~ blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah!..." The boy turned on the mad dog mode, chasing after the storm.

The special operators of the Disarmament Council can only use one word to describe their current mood, and that is...depressed.

Whenever he wanted to raise his hands and cover his head to defend, Zhou Yun would always happen to knock his arms open at the first moment, making him have no choice but to dodge.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

1 minutes, 2 minutes, 3 minutes...

10 minutes, 10 minutes two, 10 minutes three...

As time went by, Zhou Yun's mad attack never stopped, not only the audience was dumbfounded, even the judges were dumbfounded.Not only was Zhou Yun's punches surprisingly fast, there wasn't even a single gap between them...

It is true that what shocked the judges was not the young man's violent blows, but the special fighters of the Disciplinary Council. Under such a dense wind of punches, they flashed for 10 minutes from beginning to end without receiving a single punch.

"Stop!" The judges had to yell to stop, the two of them were exhausted like this, and no one else needed to test.

After 10 minutes, they all felt that Zhou Yunding would only hold on for another 5 minutes at most, but after 5 minutes, there were 5 minutes, and after 5 minutes, another 5 minutes. Not to mention the people who dodged were tired, even the people they watched were tired.

"Ouch..." Zhou Yun sat on the ground with his big buttocks, complaining out of breath, if the judges didn't stop, he would be finished for at most one minute longer.

"How do you calculate this competition?" The special fighters of the Conference were sweating profusely, obviously reaching their limit.

"A draw." The judges responded lightly. This competition is just a test of strength, and the outcome is irrelevant.

The two nodded, and then retreated from the ring respectively. The special fighters of the Discussion Council were obviously exhausted and needed to be replaced.

As soon as the Special Forces member of the Disarmament Council retreated, the person who replaced him couldn't help laughing and said, "It's a pity, you will win in a while."

In the eyes of many people, the special fighters of the Disarmament Council are better than the boy, at least technically sharper than him.After all, the special fighters of the Disarmament Council were dodging from the beginning to the end, Zhou Yun attacked like crazy, and he couldn't hurt him at all, which shows the difference in strength between the two...

"Open your eyes and see clearly, can I win like this?" The special operator of the Disarmament Council took off his shirt and twisted it vigorously, dripping drops of water fell to the ground.On the other hand, Zhou Yun jumped off the stage with a hippie smile, barely showing a trace of sweat...

"He has at least the strength of a first-class special operator."

"My God, young people nowadays are too scary..."

"Hehe, after all, he is a peripheral member of the four major families. It is not surprising that a young and promising talent occasionally emerges. Maybe he is the key training object of the guild, so he is allowed to participate in this crusade mission..."

The Special Forces members of the Disarmament Council had a brief exchange, and then stepped back to rest. After three to ten minutes of hard work, his bones were exhausted and fell apart.

"Congratulations, the little guy has worked hard!"

"It's amazing to be able to tie with the Special Forces of the Disarmament Council!"

"I heard that the third-level special fighters of the Disarmament Council are more powerful than the first-level special fighters of ordinary supernatural guilds."

"Don't forget, the little guy is also a peripheral member of the four major supernatural guilds, how could he lose to the Tribunal."

The Tribunal acts as a manager and is usually responsible for controlling and governing the various supernatural guilds. Therefore, there is more or less antagonism between the supernatural guilds and the Tribunal.Therefore, the gathering of personnel from both sides naturally divided the camp of the Tribunal and the camp of the supernatural guild...

Zhou Yun seemed to be losing to the special fighters of the CDC, but his aura should not be underestimated. Not everyone can do it to suppress the opponent with all his strength and frantically fight for 10 minutes.

The fact that the Special Forces member of the Disarmament Council did not fight back could only mean that he couldn't find a chance to make a move, that is to say, Zhou Yun's attack was not neglected from beginning to end.

"Hey, it's a prize, but it's a pity I can't win him." Zhou Yun grinned, but Wei Lisi grabbed him to the corner and scolded him: "You have gone too far!"

The judges are not fools. People with low abilities may not be able to see the tricks, but those with discerning eyes know that Zhou Yun is pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.If I had known this earlier, I might as well have won directly...

"You didn't let me win..." Zhou Yun looked at the blond girl aggrievedly.

"I'll let you lose!" Wei Lisi said every word.

The blond girl looked pretty when she was angry, and Zhou Yun couldn't help but smack her face: "One step back, draw!"

Wei Lisi wanted to preach a few more words, but she was the next person to be assessed, so she had no choice but to tell Mou Yun not to cause trouble, and walked into the ring on her own.

"Honey, are you going to lose on purpose?"

"Do you still need to ask!" Willis never wanted to win, as long as she lost decently.