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In the dream.

On the ring, Fang Yuan manipulated the body of the youngster, and was engaged in a rather difficult battle with his opponent.

This time, his opponent was a burly young boy with his hands in his palms. There was a flash of electric light between the chopping shackles, and he shot at Fangyuan.

This boy is one of the biggest favorites in the tribe to win the championship.

If you change to a normal boy to fight, I am afraid that it will have been touched by electro-optical light. The electricity is trembling, the incontinence is incontinent, and the combat power is immediately lost.

But at the moment, it is Fang Yuan who holds the occupation.

According to the means of juvenile thieves themselves, it is simply not enough to evade the blow of electro-optical light. However, Fang Yuan’s old eyes are watching every move of his opponent.

When his opponent's knife is lifted high, Fang Yuan can calculate the direction of his upcoming attack from the changes in his shoulders, eyes, and overall body center of gravity.

For this reason, Fangyuan can always avoid the blow of electro-optical light, and repeatedly make a dodge action that makes people look incredible.

"You guys, will you just hide?" His opponent yelled impatiently.

"Hey, there is a kind of you to chase me! You come to hit me!" Fang Yuan screamed, trying his best to mock the opponent.

Sure enough, his opponent was still too young, immediately furious, once again rushed to Fangyuan: "There is a kind of you to come and fight me, you rogue!"

But Fang Yuan is hiding.

The surrounding people can't stand it, squatting directly, and blaming Fang Yuan for being as timid as a rat.

Some people even shouted: "The strength gap is so big, you don't hurry to admit defeat! Despicable guy!"

However, Fang Yuan did his own thing and turned a deaf ear.

Although he diddge, he actually controlled the rhythm of this battle.

His opponent's combat experience is not rich. After all, the age is here, falling into the calculation of Fangyuan, and he is not aware of it by Fang Yuan.

The young man can't attack for a long time, and the real yuan costs more than half, panting and feeling tired.

"Well, the time for counterattack is here." Fang Yuan finally waited for the opportunity and immediately counterattacked.

"Well?!" His opponent reacted, but it was already late, and he was quickly beaten by Fang Yuan.

However, the teenager still has some real yuan to keep, and it is difficult to resist at this moment.

Fang Yuan’s heart is not good. The qualifications of juvenile thieves are very poor. Only Ding and other qualifications, the real yuan reserves are few.

At this moment, fighting for a long time, Fang Yuan can control the real yuan, in the scale is not as good as the opponent who has been aggressively attacking!

"You must make a quick decision!" Fang Yuan thought of it, immediately yelled, "Come, silly boy, eat a little bit of a sip!"

When he said, he opened his mouth and spit out a spit and flew directly to his face.

His opponent suddenly rounded his eyes.

If it is spit on the face, how disgusting it is!

The teenager quickly dodged.

But this is exactly what Fang Yuan wants.

He just wants to force his opponent to dodge in this direction.

"You will go on." Fang Yuan's footsteps, such as the squirrel, swayed to the front of the opponent, then shorted his foot and kicked.

The boy had already put his arms up, just like a shield, blocking Fangyuan’s kick.

However, Fang Yuanli was extremely strong and kicked him directly, and he continued to fall under the ring.

Fang Yuan won the game.

"This kid actually won!"

"There is no reason for this."

"It’s disgusting, he actually spits, not too particular."

"Yeah, even if he wins, I have to despise him. It’s really a little demeanor. It’s not worthy of being a teacher!"

The people watching the battle broke out with a burst of hot discussion.

The ridicule and accusation of Fang Yuan’s voices are gathered into a voice and conveyed to his ears.

At this moment, Fang Yuan lost his right to control the body, and it was the turn of the youngster to appear.

Juvenile thieves experienced this battle personally, it is indeed difficult, winning is not easy.

After all, the youngster is alone, and his opponent has a background. Most of his parents are basically teachers, or at least one of them is a teacher.

This time, the tribe was able to participate in the juvenile who had just become a teacher. These people are too thin, just a turn, so it is very easy to use their external force to pull up their own strength.

Therefore, those rich second-generation and second-generation officials are more or less loved and pointed by the elders behind them, and their combat power has been greatly improved.

This is the reason why Fangyuan’s battle is difficult. At the same time, there is a second reason. Fangyuan’s fighting style is well known. His opponents are very vigilant. Every battle has careful defenses, making it difficult for Fangyuan to start. .

"How can I spit out?" The youngster thief stood in the middle of the ring and was almost ashamed to cry.

In the past life, he has always paid great attention to manners and demeanor. It is too uncivilized to spit this kind of thing, he will never do it.

But in the battle just now, he not only did it, but also sat in the face of so many people, and he was courageously sitting.

This can make the teenager steal the world!

"How can I be such a person? Is this really the deepest portrayal of my heart?" Juvenile thieves fell into deep self-doubt and negation.

The people around are still ridiculing.

"This kid is happy and broken!"

"I actually let this kind of goods break into the small eight."

"Oh, the world is going down, this kind of person should be eliminated directly!"

"But the quarterfinals are the limit. I don't want to see him win again."

Juvenile Pirates: "..."

He wants to tell, telling everyone that he is really not that kind of person. But he couldn't speak because he was now skeptical and he was shaken.

The values ​​and glory that were cultivated in previous generations have been bombarded again and again, and now they have become unrecognizable.

"Yes, I don't want to advance again. This time I won, with the top eight, I will be able to enter the pond." The youngster is very tired and tired!

He does not want to continue fighting.

However, Fang Yuan has such an idea.

"The eight strong, the top four, the two strong, until the laurels, the rewards of the family are different, the level is clear."

"Although it is a dream, it is not true. But if I help the youngsters to steal the sky and get a better place, I will undoubtedly get better rewards."

"And these rewards, I am afraid, will continue to make the teenagers in this dream become more powerful."

This stolen dream is extraordinary, it is alive, there is no fixed standard of death.

Therefore, the stronger the juvenile thief, the greater his influence on the dream, and it is more convenient for Fang Yuan to explore the dream next.

This time, exploring the dreams of stealing dreams, the effect of solving dreams and killing moves is not good, and if it is broken, Fangyuan is an arm!

Therefore, Fangyuan should do its utmost to increase the chip in hand~www.readwn.com~ to enhance the success of exploring the dream.

"The second scene of dreams is more lengthy than the first act. I should try it and fight for the first. This is also a test of these dreams."

After Fang Yuan thought for a while, he made up his mind.

However, his thoughts are good, but the opportunities and time to control the youngsters are limited.

Fang Yuan can only resist the heart, waiting for the opportunity.

The dream continues to deduct.

Although the juvenile thieves won, but the harvest is nickname, notorious, the external pressure is very huge.

Other teenagers are actively preparing for Xiaobi and collecting information on their opponents. The youngsters are analyzing themselves and self-censoring.

In fact, he did not dare to face himself and suspected that he was a very painful thing.

This has caused the youngsters to become thinner and become quite sluggish.

The voice of Satay came: "You should smelt, grandson, no new locusts, and then you will have a hard time coping with your opponents. You will lose more and less."

Refining the mortal, and refining the fairy, are two completely different concepts.

In particular, the refining of a locust has a high probability of success.

"I can't directly provide you with any direct use, so I can't give you locusts. Only by letting you refine yourself will you hide your eyes and ears, and you won't find me." Satay said again.

After saying this, he once again instilled a large amount of information into the mind of the youngster.

Juvenile thieves seem to be discolored: "No, this locust is too sinister, actually killing the baby, taking the soul, as a coffin. I will never do this kind of hurtful thing!" ”

Ps: There is only one more today, too tired, and the state is very poor. (To be continued.) Mobile users please open: