Chapter 2200 The Shit Is Out

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Song Qingshu did have a headache before how to deal with him without leaving any traces, but now that he knows his condition, it is naturally a lot easier.

He doesn't need to do anything, he just needs to dodge, time is on his side.

Duguming's shots were all killer moves. He used to have the mentality of catching mice and cats, but now he can't afford it, but for some reason, the opponent who thought he had no resistance suddenly became like a loach. He was in a hurry, but he was always able to avoid his attack on the fly.

Duguming didn't think much about it, he just thought it was because his stomach was uncomfortable that he didn't dare to exert force, so the speed was slow.

He attacked twice in a row, but all came back without success. Du Guming stood in place but didn't dare to move. Those with sharp eyes on the sidelines could see his face twitching and moving, obviously holding back the feeling in his body.

Feeling the turmoil in his stomach, Du Guming knew that he couldn't bear it anymore, but if he ran to the toilet now, wouldn't it be cheaper for the stinky boy in front of him?

One more try, one last try!

Although there was already a tendency to be unable to hold back, Duguming was unwilling to give up like this, and decided to try one last move, knocking down the opponent first.

This time, in order to be foolproof, he directly held the long sword in his hand, and displayed the unique sword technique of the Holy Spirit in Peerless City, blocking all the directions of the opponent's dodging. With the opponent's martial arts, he would definitely die under his own move.

"Baoyu, hurry up and admit defeat!" Xue Baochai, who was in the audience, was in a hurry. She had already seen that Duguming's sword had a murderous intention and could really kill the opponent.

The woman in the yellow shirt on the side sighed secretly, and clasped a teacup in her hand, intending to rescue him when the situation was wrong, but she couldn't really let him die on the stage.

Who knew that "Jia Baoyu" on the stage seemed to be frightened and dumbfounded.

Watching Duguming stab him with a savage face, a thought arose in everyone's heart: Could it be that people will die in the first game?

However, except for a few relatives and friends around the two sides, most of them are just watching the excitement and wishing that the more bloody the stage, the better.

"kill him!"

"kill him!"

"Kill... eh?"

I saw the sudden change on the stage, and Duguming rushed over aggressively, but halfway through, the wooden board on the ground didn't know whether it was rotten or what. When he stepped on it, it broke instantly, and a hole appeared on the ground out of thin air, causing Duguming to Just threw a dog and ate shit.

The arena was newly built by Xixia, and naturally it was impossible to use dead wood. This was when Song Qingshu was dodging just now, and he deliberately shattered the wooden board under his feet with his internal force, just to pit him at a critical moment.

"You bastard, I'm going to kill you!" Duguming didn't care about his image now, he wanted to chop people up when he got up.

But as soon as he stood up, he was stunned. He felt a hot current gushing out. He lowered his head in disbelief, and saw a yellow liquid flowing out of his trousers, accompanied by bursts of stench. .

The audience also quieted down. Everyone was a martial arts expert. Naturally, their sharp eyes could see what was going on?

"Ah!" Duguming screamed. At this time, he didn't care about going after Song Qingshu. He raised his sleeves and covered his face and ran desperately to the toilet under the stage.

"The first match, Jia Baoyu wins!" The officials on the side looked strange, but the first competition turned out to be a farce.

"Cut~"

There were boos all over the school grounds, obviously everyone was not satisfied with this competition, but it was quite interesting to witness a noble boy incontinent on stage.

Song Qingshu then bowed his hands to Sifang, and said to the people around him with a smug look: "I'm so powerful in splitting the air palm. Just now, I hit a first-class expert directly, so after praying, don't do it. Face me."

Xue Baochai, who had just been nervous in the audience, sat back in shame, for fear that someone knew that he knew him: "This person is really shameless to a certain level."

The woman in the yellow shirt next to her put the teacup back in her seat, also looking weird: "At least he's lucky."

But other people are not so polite. Many people are already quite ashamed of his promotion because he paid for the opponent in the first game. They have long wanted to see the real master teach him a lesson, but this time the master turned over in the gutter. ferry.

With your three-legged cat's kung fu, can you punch your opponent out with one palm? This Nima really don't force her face!

The audience immediately began to curse, and even a lot of people threw the things in their hands onto the stage. The official of the first grade hall on the stage was eager for these people to smash the shameless bastard in front of him, but unfortunately, because of his duty, he could not go. Without hand, he stopped all kinds of things thrown for the other party.

"Young Master, please step down quickly, we are about to start the next match." Resisting the urge to beat him, the official of the Yipintang squeezed out a smile.

"How can you laugh more ugly than crying." Song Qingshu complained, then stepped down with his chest out, like a big proud rooster, vividly interpreting the look of a playboy who got carried away.

In the eyes of the uninformed, it is natural to hate it, but the insider can't help but smile when he sees it. Wanyan Chongjie couldn't help laughing: "Brother Song is really interesting."

Ouyang Feng, who was on the side, couldn't help but be amused: "This kid's acting skills are really good, and I'm finding more and more that he has the talent to be a bad guy."

Wanyan Chongjie couldn't help but glared at him: "Don't talk nonsense, our brother Song is the best person in the world."

If someone else had said this to the dignified Xidu, Ouyang Feng would have been furious and killed.

But looking at the bright-eyed girl in front of him, Ouyang Feng couldn't get a trace of anger: "Yes, he is the best, and I don't know what kind of soup that kid is used to."

Song Qingshu returned to the mission area at this time, and said to Xue Baochai with some pride: "Sister Bao, I didn't expect that I would be able to advance."

"You're a dog... Shit luck." Xue Baochai blushed slightly, obviously thinking of the situation on the stage just now.

Song Qingshu laughed and said, "It's really because of shit that I got lucky."

Xue Baochai and the woman in yellow frowned together, and hid to the side with a look of disgust, obviously disgusted by him.

Only Xue Pan came over in the field: "Brother, you can, I don't know if I will be so lucky later."

Song Qingshu smiled and said, "With Brother Xue's martial arts, there is naturally no problem." After some customary touting, he looked at the Lu brothers in a strange way, knowing that they would never let go of such taunting himself. Chances are what happened today.

The two of them had a heavy look on their faces, as if they were thinking about something important.

At this moment, the second Kung Fu competition has begun, with Jin Guo's Wanyan Chong Festival against a master from Bagua Gate.

After Wanyan Chung Festival came to power, she fanned the air in front of her nose with disgust: "This place is so smelly, why don't you change it?"

The referee of Yipintang was about to cry. How did the arena change in a while, so he had to apologize and say with a smile: "We have just cleaned it."

"It always smells like something." Wanyan Chongjie said to her opponent while covering her nose, "Hurry up and start, and leave here when you're done."

The person from the Bagua Gate originally came to see her with red lips and white teeth, and he still had a lot of good feelings in his heart, but when he saw him ignoring him so much, he suddenly became angry: "Little White Face, let you taste the power of our Bagua Knife and Bagua Palm!"

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