Free Soldier King Mixed Country

Sunshang sensed the danger, and dodged aside in time.

Xiao Yi rescued Zhang Qiaobei and grabbed Zhang Qiaobei's hand. Zhang Qiaobei's lower back suffered from pain, and there was no way to maintain his balance.

Zhang Qiaobei would like to thank Xiao Yi this time. If Xiao Yi hadn't rushed over, he would have fallen.

With his current appearance, he would be seriously injured if he fell. He just regarded this time as a normal game, and he didn't expect the opponent to be so despicable.

Gritting his teeth and wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Zhang Qiaobei didn't have much time to watch, and he didn't decide the winner within the stipulated time, and Xiao Yi would lose by then.

"Boy Xiao Yi, leave me alone. My waist is injured. I can't stand up right now. You should go and deal with them both."

Zhang Qiaobei let go of Xiao Yi's hand, all for the sake of Xiao Yi's good, he couldn't hurt others if he was injured.

Xiao Yi didn't mean to let go. Since this was the case, he would manage it from the beginning to the end.

"Lao Zhang, don't worry, it will take a few seconds to clean up the two of them."

"There is only less than a minute left. I know you have a lot of skills, but I don't want to cause you to lose the game because I am an old man."

Zhang Qiaobei knew very well in his heart that he and Xiao Yi had the same goals, and they both linked this battle to the honor and disgrace of China.

If he loses, he doesn't just lose his face. He throws away Xiao Yi's hand and intends to jump off the stake by himself.

The stake is ten meters high from the ground. With Zhang Qiaobei's body now, where can it be eaten?

If he continues to be on stage, his body will not be able to support it. If there is no other way, Xiao Yi chooses his approach.

He looked at Zhang Qiaobei, wearing a coat, so he grabbed Zhang Qiaobei's clothes and said.

"Old Zhang is offended!"

"Boy Xiao Yi, what are you going to do?"

Xiao Yi grabbed Zhang Qiaobei's clothes and hung Zhang Qiaobei's clothes on the wooden stakes. The whole thing was like a piece of Chinese New Year's bacon.

Before Zhang Qiaobei could react, he was hung on the pillar by Xiao Yi, his body was injured and he couldn't move.

"Boy Xiao Yi, how much time have you spent on me? I'm about to lose. Do you want me, an old man, to feel ashamed for this game?"

Xiao Yi didn't give up on Zhang Qiaobei, at least he wouldn't lose to this kind of person, he smiled and said.

"Don't worry, Mr. Zhang, I don't think you are reconciled. You lose to these two despicable villains, right?"

"What do you think?"

"Don't you want to see how strong I am? Now I will let you see."

Turning around and standing on the wooden stake, time lapsed every second, leaving only forty or forty seconds left from what Xiao Yi said.

Seeing Xiao Yi's enthusiasm in the audience, Fujino sneered and laughed at Xiao Yi's life and death.

Seeing that I was about to lose, and I was still in the mood to take care of other people's affairs, how good it would be to let that old thing fall directly from the stage.

"Time is running out, he won't have defeated our people by that time, I see where his face is put."

Fujino has been watching the time, and once the time is up, he will immediately announce that the game is over.

The person who won by that time was his own player, and had nothing to do with Xiao Yi. What he said, finally slapped himself in the face.

Except for Fujino, the audience in the audience watched this scene. The previous fierce battle between Xiao Yi and Zhang Qiaobei burned their emotions.

I have been looking forward to what Xiao Yi will do next, but Xiao Yi has spent so much time on this matter, and it will soon be over.

"The time is coming soon, Brother Xiao will find a way to solve these two people."

Wang Sheng was in the room, looking at the screen and said anxiously.

The previous day when he acted on Zhang Qiaobei, he was so angry that he looked down on such a despicable villain the most.

If you lose in a fair and honest situation, it can only be because you are not as skilled as others. With this method, even if you win, you will be disgraced.

"What are you worried about, these two people on stage, giving him half a minute is enough."

Suzaku said calmly, she just needs to sit here and watch the final result, and the others don't have to worry about it by herself.

Sai and Higami calculated that there was only more than half a minute left, and immediately eight minutes passed.

The old man had been abolished by the day before, and Xiao Yi still had the intention to help others, and he didn't even look at his current situation.

"Mr. Xiao Yi looks like you are going to lose. You said before that you will get rid of us in eight minutes, but obviously you can't."

Xiao Yi clenched his fists tightly, and he wanted to seek justice for Senior Zhang.

"Really? It's enough time for me to clean up the two of you."

"You are really arrogant, do you really think that we are standing here and let you fight casually?"

Sai and Higami quickly backed away, and separated from Xiao Yi.

Two people cooperated to contain each other, even if Xiao Yi suddenly launched an attack, he would not be defeated in a short period of time.

Xiao Yi clicked on the wooden stake with one foot, and his other leg was raised high, like a crane standing on it.

At this moment, Xiao Yi's breath became calm, as if he was fused with nature, he was feeling the changes in his aura.

Zhang Qiaobei, who was hung on a wooden stake by Xiao Yi, stared at Xiao Yi's figure, and suddenly noticed a familiar smell from the breath of Xiao Yi's body.

"this is……"

Zhang Qiaobei remembered what Xiao Yi said before. He said Ghost Thirteen Legs, but what he wanted to learn was not that simple.

Without certain skills and time, it would be impossible to use it at all, but at this moment, what Xiao Yi did broke his statement.

"This is my ghost thirteen legs. When did he learn it?"

I don't understand at all, what is going on here, how suddenly, Xiao Yi learned his own jerk.

The profound meaning of ghost image thirteen legs, Xiao Yi had only seen Zhang Qiaobei's display before, and he had already understood the essence of it.

"Lao Zhang borrowed your trick. I want these two despicable villains to learn what is called Ghost Thirteen Legs."

Xiao Yi's voice fell, leaving an afterimage of his body in the air, and he disappeared from the stage.

Sajing and the others have been paying attention to Xiao Yi's figure, but in the blink of an eye, Xiao Yi didn't know where he had gone and disappeared.

"Nani! Where the **** is he?"

"Sai-kun, haven't you been watching him all the time? Where is he?"

The two people on the field panicked, and a big living person disappeared in front of his eyes.

The audience in the audience opened their eyes wide, looking for Xiao Yi's figure. How could such a game become a magic trick.

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