Chapter 1101 Come on, An An!

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"This unpromising guy would actually be disturbed by such childish things." Goddess Shiva was extremely angry, secretly thinking that after returning, she must let this kid go through hellish special training.

What makes Shiva even more irritated is that Wang Yan is really good at last-hitting, and he will backhand him when he gets the chance. In desperation, Goddess Shiva could only sneer twice and said: "This is indeed a mistake by the Goddess. I will definitely rectify it after I go back. I will let the four-armed Rakshadi..."

Just when Goddess Shiva was about to ask the four-armed Rakshasa to turn around and teach her apprentice a lesson, the scene she saw almost made her fall off the rostrum in anger. I saw the four-armed Rakshasa guy, who had reached the side of Scud at some point. He was looking at the live broadcast scene where the beauties were competing for the first place.

The ferocious and ugly face was filled with flushed excitement at the moment, sweat was dripping, and the pupils were sometimes constricted and sometimes scattered, and he was obviously confused.

"Fuck, you bastards!"

Goddess Shiva was so embarrassed that she really wanted to open her third eye and burn these guys to pieces with the flames of destruction. It was extremely embarrassing for a dignified superpower to be seduced to such an extent by a group of ordinary live broadcast beauties from China.

A violent murderous aura arose from the body of Goddess Shiva.

The atmosphere of the entire scene suddenly became solemn and solemn to the extreme. The people who were watching and enjoying the live broadcast suddenly felt chilled all over. Following the murderous intent, I discovered that it was Goddess Shiva who was angry.

With the strength and status of Goddess Shiva, it is estimated that Wang Yan dared to provoke her. Everyone was trembling, and both Chinese and Indian people hurriedly dispersed.

Among the mobile phones that were thrown on the ground, a group of live broadcast beauties were vying to perform, all with bewildered expressions.

"Snapped!"

Under the influence of an invisible force, the mobile phone was blown to pieces, and the scene was silent. No one dared to stroke the beard of the furious Goddess Shiva. Goddess Shiva shocked the entire audience with just one momentum.

Of course, no matter how hard she tried to intimidate him, the fight was irretrievably lost. She glared at the double-sword Arbuckle fiercely, and then said helplessly: "Everyone is silent, let's start the next battle."

At this time, the Indian team had lost three people. Only the ascetic Kosala Kosala and the new emperor Shakten were left.

Di Shitian, adhering to their consistent pretentious style, was still folding his hands and half-closing his eyes, as if everything that happened had nothing to do with him. Naturally, it was the little Toutuo Kosala.

Xiao Toutuo kicked lightly, and his whole body fell to the stage like catkins. But when he landed on his bare feet, there was a "bang" sound, like a 10,000-ton weight falling to the ground, and the whole arena shook violently.

"Wow~"

The solid ice covering the arena shattered into countless ice shards under the violent vibrations, flying into the sky like a torrential rain.

"Wow!"

Among the onlookers, there was a sudden cry of exclamation, and the eyes looking at Xiao Toutuo were extremely frightened. That guy has really terrifying power and aura. Is it possible that this guy is so secretive that he has been promoted to B level?

Sure enough, Xiao Toutuo, who had always hidden his aura, now fully opened his aura, making countless people feel that their hearts were full of depression. It felt like facing a B-level instructor who was giving his all.

"Haha, this little guy is really good." Wang Yan said with a smile, "Although he has not been promoted for a long time, he is indeed a genius to become B-level at his age. The lineage of ascetics from the country of India is really outstanding. A genius." With Wang Yan's strength and vision, how could he not see that the little Toutuo had been hiding his aura.

The Indian national team is actually not one B-level team, but two.

"Wang Yan, I advise you to admit defeat as soon as possible." Although she is not her disciple, Goddess Shiva still admires the little Toutuo very much. There is finally a bit of pride in her eyes, "Although we only have two people left. There are two players, but they are all B-level ones. You, the Super Academy, have no chance of winning."

She was right. Three C-levels against two B-levels, no matter from which point of view, they could not lose anymore. What's more, Wang Bing, who has won two games so far, has reached the end of her strength. If she is asked to fight against the B-level Xiao Toutuo, she has no chance of winning.

Class B!

It is indeed B grade.

Goddess Shiva's unabashed words immediately brought the scene into a state of excitement. The opponent's level B already makes the super students' chances of winning extremely low. Now if there is another one, how can this be done?

The morale of the super students is low.

"Surrender, you have no chance of winning." Little Toutuo Kosala spoke for the first time and said calmly, "Up to this point in the battle, you have performed very well. It's not that you are not good, it's just that you have only been practicing for a short time, and you are no match for me now. ”

Wang Bing's face was pale and she was panting. Two consecutive fierce battles had consumed most of her physical strength and fighting power. But at this time, there was no fear between her brows. She flinched, twisted her hands, and an ice cone in the cold mist roared towards the little Tou Tuo.

Wang Bing's temperament has always been stubborn and persistent, which is one of the reasons why the Ice Queen values ​​her. It is impossible to surrender without a fight.

"Wang Bing, come on!"

"Wang Bing, you can do it, just hold on."

Countless people cheered for her. This competition made Wang Bing famous and attracted many fans. In terms of fame, she is now above Zhao Chengtian and Zhang Wei.

Unfortunately, sometimes, persistence does not guarantee victory. Although Wang Bing worked hard and desperately. Even Zhao Chengtian began to launch a psychological offensive against the little monk and harassed him with trash talk.

But the little monk was as hard as iron and indifferent. Every move was very steady. In just over ten seconds, Wang Bing was knocked out of the ring. He showed his strong strength and steady style.

Lost, still lost.

There was a slight loss between Wang Bing's eyebrows.

But at this moment, a crisp voice with a childish voice sounded in her ears: "Sister Wang Bing has worked hard. Next, it will be handed over to An An."

An An!

An An, a little girl who had never been on the ring, walked onto the ring step by step. Her slightly immature face was full of unprecedented firmness and faith.

Behind her, a burly copper-armored corpse, carrying a bronze-colored, simple and heavy coffin on his shoulders, followed closely behind An An with rumbling footsteps. The whole atmosphere was filled with a solemn atmosphere.

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