Eastern Battle Fairy

Fang Ke clapped the case, and said angrily: "They are simply too much, and they have committed such evil deeds, it is really unforgivable!"

Although he was brimming with anger on the surface, there was an unconcealable smile in his eyes.

Philip threw himself on Fang Ke and cried loudly, "Fang Ke, this time you have to seek justice for me no matter what!"

Fang Ke patted Philip and comforted him and said, "Don't worry, Brother Mei, this time, our new and old grudges are added together, we must settle with them properly, and I will definitely avenge you, Brother Mei!"

"However, what I don't understand is what happened to the three maids in their team?" Fang Ke pushed Philip away and asked, pointing to the information.

Jinyue replied from the side: "From the beginning of the competition to the present, the Feishang team has always been led by their captain and deputy captain. Along the way, Ou Xiaoming's thousand eyes swept away, Ji Wuyi stripped countless clothes, and kept killing everyone. Up to the top eight, those maids have never made a move, it seems that they are just ordinary maids."

Philip went on to say: "I think it's just a few ordinary maids who come out to put on a show."

"This is Ouyang Feikai's usual style. He can never leave women by his side. I'm afraid his maids have been defiled by him, and he also has maids serving his two lackeys. Everywhere is full of lewdness!"

"Fang Ke, you actually don't have to worry about Ou Xiaoming and Ji Wuyi, I don't know how capable they are!"

"Hmph, don't look at both of them as ninth-level fighters, they were actually promoted only recently. These two guys are usually promiscuous, and they also take drugs. They are only in their twenties, and their bodies have already been hollowed out. "

"That's why Ouyang Feijia cut the pain and let them eat the magic power pill because he was going to participate in the Iron-Blooded Warrior Competition this time. Only then did they raise their ranks. In fact, they themselves are very empty."

Fang Ke expected that the Divine Power Pill should be the same as the Lingyun Xianming, which can improve the divine power. It must be that Ouyang Feikai was worried that his two subordinates were not strong enough, so he decided to give them some tonics to raise their level to Highest.

Jinyue nodded aside and said: "Your Highness is right, Ou Xiaoming and Ji Wuyi have only recently been promoted to the ninth level fighters, and the battle armor they wear is not low, so they killed all the way." until now."

"The reason why they are invincible is that the opponents they encounter are not too strong. From the point of view, apart from meeting the Chang'e female workers team from the Beauty City in the peripheral audition, they are considered to be entering the competition. In the quarterfinals, the Chicago Heat of Dali Wangcheng were a little stronger."

Fang Ke was taken aback: "Chicago Heat?"

Jinyue nodded and said: "Yes, the captain of the Heat, LeBron, is not weak. He made it all the way to the knockout round with his Hercules dunk, but he didn't expect LeBron to be afraid of being stripped. In the end, under the cooperation of Ou Xiaoming and Ji Wuyi, his underpants were finally stripped off, so he was defeated with hatred."

"Except for these two teams, the other teams that the flying team has encountered so far are not very strong."

Fang Ke murmured: "Actually, I'm not really worried about Ou Xiaoming and Ji Wuyi. I've just been wondering about the maids of the other three sixth- and seventh-level fighters."

Everyone was taken aback, and Philip asked puzzledly, "Fang Ke, why don't you worry about their strongest and meanest Ou Xiaoming and Ji Wuyi, why are you afraid of those little maids instead?"

Fang Ke pondered and said: "Brother Mei, no matter what you say, the other party is considered a high-level family in the Western District. Even if they want to put on a show, they don't need to occupy the team's quota. Ouyang Feikai must also want to win this time. Champion, since he is willing to bleed to give Ou Xiaoming and the others to eat the magical power pill, so he will never make fun of the game."

"With Ouyang Feikai's identity and status, how can he send out a few fighters of the eighth and ninth ranks to help Ou Xiaoming and Ji Wuyi? Anyway, the fighters of the eighth and ninth ranks are definitely better than those of the sixth and seventh ranks. The maids are much more useful, so I think there must be something wrong with those three maids!"

Jinyue nodded slightly and said: "Well, the analysis is reasonable, but from the start of the match until now, the three maids have been just watching the battle from the sidelines and have not made a move, so there is no record of them in the data."

Fang Ke murmured: "It seems that we can only be more careful with them when we are fighting."

While everyone was discussing the battle plan intensively, the results of the first match of the battle for the top four had already come out.

The Blood Guards team led by Xue Qi was indeed more powerful. The team sent by the noble son of the Flame Temple, although he had tried his best, was finally defeated by Xue Qi.

The nobleman also made a bet before, so after losing, he was quite dissatisfied and resentful in his heart, so he played a few trumpets to vent his resentment, and then left angrily.

Dalsmongo naturally wouldn't argue with him, he just casually comforted him a few words, but he was quite proud of Blood Seven in his heart.

At this time, the second game, which everyone is most concerned about, officially started under the attention of thousands of people in the afternoon.

Fang Ke and others were the first to enter the ring, so under the enthusiastic introduction of the host, everyone in the audience began to talk about Fang Ke and others' record. After all, they defeated the Killing Team in the last match. Still left a very deep impression on everyone.

In particular, Fang Ke spent 36 gold coins and made a shocking scolding. He even scolded Prince Zhangui and vomited blood. This is definitely the gossip that everyone loves to talk about.

And just as Fang Ke was a little bit proud at this time, all the audience in the audience were discussing heatedly, and suddenly a bald man jumped out from the backstage.

The bald man flew to the edge of the ring with a Thomas full-spin handstand and a 360-degree swallow somersault. He landed very steadily, standing in front of the audience like a nail, without moving even a step. Move forward a little, and you will fall off the stage.

The audience was attracted by this series of sudden and unrestrained movements, and they couldn't help but gave a round of warm applause to show their strong approval for this beautiful move on stage.

I saw this person smiled slightly, and bowed slightly to express his gratitude to the applause of the audience. At the same time, he began a shameless opening speech: "The flowing hairstyle is not my motto; the handsome face, please don't marvel that I have type; if all the beauties in the audience can no longer control their admiration for me, then please call out in your hearts, 'Oh, Xiao Ming!'”

"Hi everyone, I'm Ou Xiaoming."

The host suddenly petrified.

All the audience in the audience suddenly collapsed.

Now Fang Ke wished he could kick this shameless guy standing on the edge of the ring, he couldn't help but said loudly: "Hey, you really have a lot of farts! You are obviously bald, where did you come from?" What flowing hairstyle?"

Ou Xiaoming turned his head and smiled disdainfully, and said, "Why, are you jealous that I am more handsome than you? In fact, many boys are deeply jealous of me in their hearts, and I have even gotten used to it."

Fang Ke laughed angrily, and said, "Okay, I admit that I'm jealous, but can you tell me, where is your flowing hairstyle?"

Ou Xiaoming sneered disdainfully, then walked slowly in front of Fang Ke, poked his head forward slightly, and said, "Look carefully at the top of my head, don't you see my flowing hair?"

Fang Ke took a closer look, and sure enough, there was still a hair left on the top of Ou Xiaoming's bald head. The only hair had been baked into a golden yellow at this time, and it was crumbling in the wind, as if it might be blown away at any time. .

Fang Ke finally nodded, admitted and said: "I'm convinced, the handsome guy's hair is really elegant enough, but you must protect it well."

At this time, Philip couldn't help but use the horn and said: "Damn Ou Xiaoming, you are obviously a young man with a bald head, and you lost all your hair when you were less than 20 years old. Do you think no one knows you?"

"Hmph, you actually pretended to be handsome, thinking that girls would have a crush on you in their hearts, I'll pooh you shameless Ou Xiaoming!"