Madam is right

Chapter 373 273. Green Bamboo Shirt

The gun bearer watched in shock as he turned into a weapon in two halves in an instant, and stared blankly at the man who bowed before him for a long time.

After the gun barrel shattered, the one-inch-haired man stretched his back a little, and then slowly straightened up.

He turned around slowly, looked at the gun-carrier who was still standing there, and said, "My master forced me to learn the gold-bell-covered iron cloth back then, but I didn't expect it to come in handy."

He suddenly smiled triumphantly: "Boy, admit defeat!"

After saying that, he flew up and kicked the gunman.

The man with the gun was exhausted early in the morning. He thought that it was the last move, so he tried his best to attack. Unexpectedly, this was the result.

But admitting defeat is impossible.

In the end, the man with the gun was kicked off the ring by the one-inch-haired man, and the first match was over.

Looking at the person on the ring, a burst of applause suddenly erupted from the crowd.

And this kind of solidarity suddenly made the challengers after that even more imposing.

The written test of the first group will be over soon.And the number one in the first group is the one who won the first game in the morning.

After the first group of competitions, he went to the preparation area, ready to challenge Kessel.

I don't know if it was because of the applause from the crowd that suddenly swelled up the hair-inch man. When he was in the preparation area, he always had a victorious smile on his face.

He was also very excited to talk about what he had learned to others, threatening to get on the stage in a while, how and how to beat Kessel to pieces.

Just when he was trying his best to show off himself, a smiling voice suddenly came from the side: "Brother, the second group competition is coming to an end soon, I advise you to take the time to rest, Save some energy. This will give you some confidence in dealing with Kessel."

But when the emotion of the hair-inch-haired man was so high, the words of that man were undoubtedly a bucket of cold water, which instantly poured coldness into the heart of the hair-inch-inch-haired man.

The one-inch-haired man immediately looked over dissatisfied, but saw that the other party was wearing a green bamboo shirt, and the whole person looked weak.

Seeing the other party like that, the man with inch hair suddenly became arrogant, and said fiercely: "What are you! How dare you point fingers at me!"

The man had a smiling face, looked back at him without fear, and said, "Brother, I just give you a small suggestion. What are you so excited about? Shouldn't the brother's focus right now be Kessel Warrior? Then don’t worry about me, hurry up and save your strength.”

Hearing what the man said made sense, the hairless man had no way to refute it, so he could only say bitterly: "You need to say it!"

After speaking, he walked away.

The people who were here just now recognized it immediately. The person in front of him who asked the man with an inch of hair to save his strength was the one who talked to Kessel earlier.

I saw him wearing a green bamboo shirt, sitting alone at the long table in the preparation area, flipping through a book.

Such a person really doesn't look like a person who knows martial arts.

Maybe it was because he was too independent, but other people thought that he might be a master who didn't show his talents, so they couldn't help but look at him twice.

Soon, the competition of the second group also ended.

(End of this chapter)