"Who are you calling ridiculous, girl? Just wait, on the battlefield, this young master will make you ridiculous enough." Beichen Ying rolled up his sleeves, ready to fight a big battle.
"Idiot." Su Luo, who was standing not far away, turned her face away silently, wanting to pretend that she didn't know Beichen Ying...
After the drawing of lots was completed, the group left the stage.
This time there will be fifty games.
Each round lasts half an hour, and there are five games going on at the same time, so it can be completed within one day.
This time, Su Luo had already bet six hundred green crystals on herself, of course, betting on her to win. This was bet made before the draw, and after the draw, no more bets were accepted.
Su Luo's number this time was the 20th, so it was her turn before she could watch a few games.
Walking slowly to the battle stage, Su Luo was fully alert and ready for battle.
This time, she decided not to summon a spirit pet or borrow any external force. She would just use her current strength to have a one-on-one fight with the opponent.
At this time, Su Luo's opponent also stood on the stage.
This was a young man of about fifteen or sixteen years old, dressed in a purple robe, with delicate and beautiful features like a porcelain doll, but his image was really horrible.
The wrinkled clothes hung on his body pitifully like dried tofu, which was fine, but the most annoying thing was that he had sleepy eyes, as if he had not woken up yet.
Su Luo frowned, but secretly convinced herself: Don't judge a book by its cover, and the more skilled a person is, the more unfathomable their behavior will be.
Just when Su Luo imagined the other party to be a master, the young man grinned at Su Luo.
"Can we begin?" Su Luo frowned. This young master looked lazy and didn't look like a master at all.
"Oh, let's get started." He took a loose horse stance.
Su Luo assumed a fighting stance.
So, the two people began to confront each other.
They were walking around, but no one made the first move.
In this way, the two of them walked back and forth for almost an incense stick of time. The audience below were about to doze off, but the two people above had not yet started fighting.
"You want to take action." The lazy boy said to Su Luo bluntly.
"Come and hit me." Su Luo would not be fooled.
"Okay, I'll hit you." The lazy young man lightly attacked Su Luo with a palm.
Su Luo originally thought that this palm must contain a killing move.
After all, this wasn't just a game! This was one of the top 100 masters of the continent's younger generation, wasn't it? So Su Luo looked forward to a real fight with this young man.
But she was wrong, she was so wrong!
The lazy boy's palm strike was just a simple one, without any connotation at all!
Just as the palm attack was coming, Su Luo kicked up with a move that swept through the enemy like a rolling mat!
To be honest, Su Luo didn't really try to kill with this kick. She only used 30% of her strength.
But what made her unbelievable was that the young man was kicked straight away.
"Drop" With a light sound, the young man was shot out of the fighting stage in a parabola. Then, he rolled like a carp in mid-air, flipped like a kite, and then landed lightly on the ground.
That movement, that posture, is as cool and graceful as it can be, as elegant and graceful as it can be.
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