Have you eaten...
Chi Lie, who was originally full of resentment, was suddenly broken by this sentence.
After standing there pondering for a while, he could only reply helplessly.
The two then began to stare at each other again without saying anything.
There was a tense atmosphere in the stadium, and the audience was completely silent.
Emperor Jing's brows were twisted into a knot.
Why don't you fight yet? What are you waiting for? If you delay any longer, your sword will be cold!
Li Yuanzhao was also whispering beside him.
In the studio, Fang Zhengyi was also confused. He looked at Lufa and asked, "What are they saying? Translate quickly!"
"Chilie said he ate it." Lufa said
"Why aren't they fighting after eating? What are these two hesitating about?" Fang Zheng said anxiously.
The duration of my buff is short, and it will be disadvantageous to Zhang Biao if it goes on like this!
Xie Xian touched his chin, a thoughtful look on his face.
"Is it that... we haven't called the start yet, and the two of them are waiting?"
“..........”
It turns out that no one shouted start!
Fang Zhengyi's face was filled with embarrassment.
It seems that I still lack experience in organizing such large-scale events, and I focused all my energy on Zhang Biao, and even ignored such a small matter.
We should prepare a referee!
Fang Zhengyi quickly stepped forward and patted the host twice: "Quick! It's time for you to express yourself freely. Just talk and make sure you can express my Dajing's aura!"
The host nodded, then concentrated and faced the bronze bell.
"The competition begins!!"
With a start, Zhang Biao suddenly exerted force with his legs and pushed backwards hard to create distance between himself and Chi Lie.
Chi Lie burst out laughing when he saw this!
Good! After all this trouble, it’s finally time to start. I’ll kill this pretentious bastard in just three moves!
"Good! We can see that Sang Biao took the initiative to distance himself!"
"Chi Lie's weapon was a spear, but Sang Biao took the initiative to distance himself from him. It seems that he still doesn't find such an opponent exciting enough!"
"Sang Biao has all the unique skills, and he can kill people with every strike! Even every gleaming muscle in his body has been trained to be a murderous weapon!"
"He destroys the enemy's flesh as easily as breaking ice, breaking wood, splitting rocks, and splitting bottles!"
"But empty talk is useless. Heishan Chilie is also quite amazing!"
The host was spitting and full of passion, Fang Zhengyi couldn't help but give him a thumbs up.
He is worthy of being the only remaining host of Ban Shan Fang. His profound hosting skills are admirable!
"Based on the information we have now, we don't know what kind of Kung Fu Chi Lie can do, but he can ride a horse!!"
"But looking at his tall stature and murderous appearance, a brutal massacre is inevitable today! Let's wait and see!"
Paba stared at the studio with hatred, and at this moment he just wanted to pull the host out and crush him into powder.
You bastard, is it necessary to treat us differently so obviously?
Seeing Zhang Biao's move, Chi Lie swung his spear horizontally, with the tip of the spear a full two meters away from the man's body!
Everyone present was shocked.
However, Zhang Biao remained calm, showing his two rows of big white teeth to Chi Lie with an extremely arrogant expression!
Experience it yourself
Chi Lie showed a hint of coldness on his face: "It seems that you can understand what I say, so I will give you a treat today!"
Zhang Biao still had that annoying smile on his face. He put his hands to his mouth in a trumpet shape and shouted in fluent Beirong dialect: "I'm your father! You must be the singer!"
After saying that, he didn't even want the sword anymore and ran away without looking back!
Chi Lie was stunned for a moment, and then a streak of blood visibly ran from his neck to the top of his head!
A heart-wrenching roar came out of his mouth: "Despicable villain, I will kill you!!"
After saying that, he took up his gun and rushed forward with big strides!
The two of them started running around the court, chasing each other. Zhang Biao's expression remained the same. He looked back at Chi Lie from time to time, fearing that this guy would shoot him in the back.
The audience, who were originally looking forward to an epic battle, suddenly lost their enthusiasm.
He looked at the two of them chasing each other on the field with a puzzled look on his face. Only the Taoyuan County cheerleaders were still cheering tirelessly.
The host was completely panicked when he saw the two of them actually running, and looked helplessly at Fang Zhengyi. As a result, when he turned his head, he suddenly felt like his ears were about to be destroyed!
Fang Zhengyi and the others were still holding binoculars, watching the situation below with their mouths tilted, while Rufa was translating non-stop.
Countless curse words came out of his mouth, and except for the host, everyone in the room laughed out loud all the good deeds they had accumulated throughout their lives.
What the hell are these people!
The host trembled and said, "Master Fang...Master Fang?"
Fang Zheng turned his head one by one, and when he saw that the host was not working, he immediately looked unhappy: "Hurry up and explain! Stop slacking off! Don't you want the bonus?"
"This...how can I explain this?" The host was in tears.
"Oh! Think of a way! You are the most professional!" Fang Zheng waved his hand casually and then picked up the telescope to watch the battle.
The host swallowed his saliva, walked back to the bronze bell, rubbed his face vigorously, and said with a slightly tearful voice: "Look everyone! Sang Biao has started warm-up exercises! He obviously wants to start a literary fight with a running race before the physical fight!"
"Zhang Biao is off! Speed up! Sprint!"
"Heishan Chilie is almost catching up with Sang Biao!!"
"What a pity! Sang Biao speeds up again! He's trying his best!"
"We don't know where the finish line of this race is, but seeing Chi Lie carrying a spear is obviously an unwise choice."
"The spear is seriously slowing him down!"
The host was speaking passionately, but his hands were pinching his thighs hard.
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