Black-bellied little crazy concubine: Xie Zun, come to the live broadcast!

Chapter 143 Must Win!must win!
Gong Xiaoyue heard the voices all around, she couldn't help leaning in front of Luo Huoqin, and asked in a low voice: "Huoqin, Huoqin, who do you think is stronger?"

Hearing this, Luo Huoqin looked at the two people on the stage.

Although the woman already has a third-level cultivation base, her steps are flimsy. It seems that the third level has been raised in the past two days. She is not very stable. The hand holding the sword is extremely hard, and the eyes are broken. She must have not rested for several days.

The man's legs are steady and strong. Although he is only second-level, his eyes are full of determination. He is a good man who seeks to make progress.

It seemed to be a long time, but she only looked at it for two or three seconds, then she lowered her head and said to Gong Xiaoyue, "Zhang Tianming."

"Huh?" Gong Xiaoyue frowned in confusion: "But I heard that this Wen Mengzhu has already cultivated to the third level, and as long as her blood spirit is used well, it's not bad, otherwise she won't be able to enter the first-level class..."

Luo Huoqin smiled, and her slender peach eyes were tinged with charm: "Just look at it."

The competition on the stage has already begun, and the two are fighting together.

Swords and guns came and went, sparks flew everywhere.

The audience cheered for the side they liked.

"Mengzhu beat him up to let him know how good our Class A class is."

"What about class A, Tianming, come on! Let these people know that our class B is not vegetarian."

Because of her level, Wen Mengzhu's speed seemed to be a bit faster than that man's. Under Zhang Tianming's spear, the long sword in her hand was not inferior at all, and she cut Zhang Tianming's neck quickly and ruthlessly.

"it is good!"

There was an applause.

It was the first time I saw an ancient game, and the audience in the live broadcast room watched it with great interest, and even the information in the communication box was not refreshed as fast as before.

Zhang Tianming dodged immediately, and at the same time raised the spear to block her next move. With a flip of his wrist, the spear was drawn back, and he grabbed the head of the spear with his hand, stabbing her lower abdomen.

Wen Mengzhu was startled, and quickly dodged.

The two fought for more than ten minutes, but still hadn't decided the winner. Looking at their state, Luo Huoqin felt that the girl named Wen Mengzhu couldn't hold out for ten seconds, and counted down silently in her heart.

ten.

Under Wen Mengzhu's repeated blows, Zhang Tianming stepped back, raised his spear, and pushed the sharp sword in her hand away.

Nine.

Wen Mengzhu let go of the sharp sword in his hand and fell to the ground. With a thought, he flew up again.

Eight.

However, before she could grab the sharp sword back into her hand, Zhang Tianming's attack had arrived.

seven.

Wen Mengzhu retreated in a hurry, Zhang Tianming seized the opportunity to press up.

six.

However, Wen Mengzhu retreated too quickly, and didn't notice that she was approaching the edge of the stage, her feet were lost in an instant, and she fell towards the stage.

The people in the audience immediately gave way, and Wen Mengzhu's buttocks fell to the ground, and her expression changed.

Luo Huoqin shook her head, she still looked up to her, but she didn't expect her to hold on for five seconds before falling off the stage...

Several girls stepped forward to help her up, and the instructor on the stage read out the results of this round.

"Class B class Zhang Tianming wins."

"yeah."

A burst of cheers sounded.

"Tianming is great."

"Class B will win!"

The people in class B immediately jumped up happily, chuckled at the people in class A, and when Zhang Tianming came down, they walked away full of ambition.

The people in Class A snorted, and said disdainfully.

"What are you proud of, the next round wants them to look good."

"It's just winning one game, and it's not winning No.1. There's nothing to be proud of."

(End of this chapter)