Chapter 670 It's OK if you don't understand

After tying the white cloth, the senior brother stepped onto the arena with a confident step. After seeing the red words on his forehead, the audience burst into tears, and Ling Jian, who had a cold and cruel face, turned green.

Although these words were childish and had no lethal power, they were extremely insulting in front of the public!

He said angrily: "Asshole, who do you say is a pig? Take off this broken headscarf for me!"

"Why? I'll take it off just because you tell me to?" The eldest senior brother said complacently, "There is no rule that you can't wear a headscarf in the competition, referee, don't you think so?"

The referee suppressed his smile: "Yes, this headscarf can only be regarded as a kind of clothing. It has no defensive or offensive properties. You can wear it."

"Fuck..." Ling Jian was almost crazy. He pointed at the eldest senior brother and cursed, "You little bastard, let me ask you one more question, are you going to take it off or not?"

"No, if you have the guts, let your little sister come up and help me take it off!" The eldest senior brother replied disdainfully.

"Okay, you said it, I'll tear your head off!"

"I'm so scared, come on if you dare, you hypocritical idiot!" The eldest brother had already given up everything, and simply made faces to continue to test the other party's patience.

"Wow, I'm so mad!" Ling Jian yelled, swinging his fist and ready to punch him.

The eldest senior brother, who was still making faces, was horrified and actually forgot the "anti-spell" taught by Fang Ye. He subconsciously wanted to hold his head to dodge, as if he had huddled up like Lazy Sheep when he saw Big Bad Wolf...

However, just when Ling Jian was halfway through his charge, the referee became unhappy and immediately opened his arms to block the eldest senior brother: "Stop, I haven't even said start yet, do you want to commit a foul? Get back!"

Ling Jian could only brake in a hurry. Although he had no place to vent his anger, he certainly didn't dare to be too presumptuous in front of the referee. If he bumped into him, he would lose his qualification for the competition.

When the senior brother who escaped the disaster was still in shock, Fang Ye's voice suddenly came from the stage: "Senior brother, don't be afraid, just beat him to death!"

He woke up, that's right, he has the anti-Lu spell, why should he be afraid of Ling Jian, this bastard?

Ling Jian stepped back several steps, and then said impatiently: "Referee, can we start now?"

The referee nodded: "The competition begins!"

After a gong sounded, Ling Jian was about to pounce with gritted teeth, when the senior brother suddenly sank into his dantian and yelled at him: "Sigui bamboo shoots toad skin!"

Huh? ? ?

After hearing the so-called six-word mantra, the audience was stunned, and Ling Jian's face was full of question marks: "What did you say?"

"Don't understand? That's right, I'm going to return to the bamboo shoots and toad skin!" The eldest senior brother remembered Fang Ye's words and immediately "refreshed" the skill CD again.

Huo Feng's face turned pale, and Xu Li finally couldn't help laughing out loud. In addition to her, many audience members who reacted also laughed.

Hahahahahahahahaha!

"Wo Cao, you dare to scold me? Curse me again and try?" After hearing the laughter of the audience, Ling Jian finally understood. Isn't what they said just a dead turtle grandson Ha selling a lot?

"No problem, Sigui is a toad skin!" The senior brother certainly fulfilled his wish without hesitation, and even the referee couldn't help it.

"Asshole, you are the dead turtle grandson, I hate you, prepare to die!" Ling Jian's anger bar exploded directly, his expression was ferocious, and he rushed towards the senior brother like crazy...

After tying the white cloth, the senior brother, who was more confident, stepped onto the arena with steady steps. After seeing the red words on his forehead, the audience below the stage suddenly burst into tears, and Ling Jian, who was originally cold and cruel, turned green.

Although these words are childish and have no killing power, they are extremely insulting in front of the public!

He said angrily: "Asshole, who do you say is a pig? Take off this broken headscarf for me!"

"Why? I'll take it off just because you tell me to?" The eldest senior brother said complacently, "There is no rule that you can't wear a headscarf in the competition, referee, don't you think so?"

The referee suppressed his smile: "Yes, this headscarf can only be regarded as a kind of clothing. It has no defensive or offensive properties. You can wear it."

"Fuck..." Ling Jian was almost crazy. He pointed at the eldest senior brother and cursed, "You little bastard, let me ask you one more question, are you going to take it off or not?"

"No, if you have the guts, let your little sister come up and help me take it off!" The eldest senior brother replied disdainfully.

"Okay, you said it, I'll tear your head off!"

"I'm so scared, come on if you dare, you hypocritical idiot!" The eldest brother had already given up everything, and simply made faces to continue to test the other party's patience.

"Wow, I'm so mad!" Ling Jian yelled, swinging his fist and ready to punch him.

The eldest senior brother, who was still making faces, was horrified and actually forgot the "anti-spell" taught by Fang Ye. He subconsciously wanted to hold his head to dodge, as if he had huddled up like Lazy Sheep when he saw Big Bad Wolf...

However, just when Ling Jian was halfway through his charge, the referee became unhappy and immediately opened his arms to block the eldest senior brother: "Stop, I haven't even said start yet, do you want to commit a foul? Get back!"

Ling Jian could only brake in a hurry. Although he had no place to vent his anger, he certainly didn't dare to be too presumptuous in front of the referee. If he bumped into him, he would lose his qualification for the competition.

When the senior brother who escaped the disaster was still in shock, Fang Ye's voice suddenly came from the stage: "Senior brother, don't be afraid, just beat him to death!"

He woke up, that's right, he has the anti-Lu spell, why should he be afraid of Ling Jian, this bastard?

Ling Jian stepped back several steps, and then said impatiently: "Referee, can we start now?"

The referee nodded: "The competition begins!"

After a gong sounded, Ling Jian was about to pounce with gritted teeth, when the senior brother suddenly sank into his dantian and yelled at him: "Sigui bamboo shoots toad skin!"

Huh? ? ?

After hearing the so-called six-word mantra, the audience was stunned, and Ling Jian's face was full of question marks: "What did you say?"

"Don't understand? That's right, I'm thinking of returning to the bamboo shoots and toad skin!" The eldest senior brother remembered Fang Ye's words and immediately "refreshed" the skill CD again.

Huo Feng's face was livid, and Xu Li finally couldn't help laughing out loud. In addition to her, many audience members who reacted also laughed.

Hahahahahahahaha!

"Wo Cao, you dare to scold me? Curse me again and see?" After hearing the laughter of the audience, Ling Jian finally understood. Isn't it the son of a dead turtle who is a scoundrel?

"No problem, Sigui is a toad skin!" The senior brother certainly fulfilled his wish without hesitation, and even the referee couldn't help it.

"Asshole, you are the son of a dead turtle, I scold you, a scoundrel, die!" Ling Jian's anger bar exploded directly, his expression was ferocious, and he rushed towards the senior brother like a madman...