Chapter 467 Boruto

Ye Xing won by setting a trap.

Wen Xiang lost without knowing why.

"Tell me, what are your strengths? I may not lose to you." Wen Xiang adjusted his mood and asked with his head tilted.

"I have too many strengths. I can easily beat you. Let's compete in the simplest one. Let's see who can pee farther against the wind." Ye Xing looked at the other party with a smile.

"Ah, this..."

"What, are you scared?"

"Let's compete. I'm a man who can pee ten feet!" Wen Xiang was full of momentum.

The two stood on the edge of the arena with their backs to the camera.

Wen Xiang glanced at Ye Xing from the corner of his eyes, with envy on his face, and screamed.

Ye Xing also glanced at him with his peripheral vision, but he didn't see anything. He showed a puzzled expression, which was not very hurtful but extremely insulting.

It happened that a strong wind blew and Wen Xiang's shoes were wet. .

Puff!

Hahahaha!

Ye Xing almost laughed his head off.

Who said peeing ten feet against the wind just now?

"Little brother, watch my performance!"

Ye Xing's Qi penetrated his Dantian, and he did it in one go.

Under the sunlight, it was bright and brilliant, as if a rainbow bridge of water was built.

5 meters, 10 meters, 15 meters, 20 meters!

Flying 20 meters in the state of headwind!

Too strong!

So amazing!

"Water guns can't beat you."

"Fall in love with rainbows, eat rainbows!"

"This way of competition is too weird, but I like it, but the camera didn't capture it, which is a pity."

The women in the stands are unrestrained and don't have so many twists and turns. They like to worship the strong, especially the strong with good kidneys.

Put away the gun.

Wen Xiang lost miserably.

"I am willing to accept the loss. I lose. I wish you success."

The powerful prince Wen Xiang left the arena. The real reason why he chose to fight in this way was that Ye Xing was in a hot state, and all kinds of strange moves emerged one after another. Although he had a thousand pounds of strength, he was not sure of defeating him.

Although the championship is desirable, if it costs one's life, then it's not worth it.

"What powerful prince, just go home and smell the spit."

Ward Dajier, wearing only a pair of stretch shorts, appeared on the stage and sneered at the fight between Wen Xiang and Ye Xing.

Ye Xing raised his eyebrows and asked, "Are you the world's number one gigolo? But you look so dark and dry, you don't look like the type that rich women like. Are you a gay?"

Ward Dajier snorted coldly, "I'm not a gigolo, I'm the world's number one gigolo!"

Ye Xing nodded, "It doesn't matter, you can go to Boda Men's Department for treatment. If that doesn't work, then go and watch Boruto."

"Glib little devil, I'll pull out your tongue!"

Ward Dajier suddenly accelerated and approached Ye Xing, folded his body in half to avoid his sharp knife, and wrapped his hands around Ye Xing's arms like a twist, and hooked his legs directly on Ye Xing's waist and abdomen.

Then his neck stretched at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he opened his mouth and bit Ye Xing's throat.

"Oh my god, I've really become a neck man!"

The dodging and speed of this dog coin were beyond Ye Xing's expectations. His body was soft as if it had no bones but was very resilient. Ye Xing was unable to break free in a short time.

"Double Dance♦Gyro Wind!"

Since his hands and feet could not move freely for the time being, Ye Xing used the strength of his waist to twist his body, and even Ward Dajier started to spin at high speed.

In the state of rapid movement, Ward Dajier could not aim at Ye Xing's neck at all.

His slender neck swayed with it, and he was dizzy and could not see anything clearly.

"If I can't bite you to death, I will strangle you to death!"

Ward Dajier resisted the feeling of dizziness and vomiting, and increased the strength of the entanglement, trying to strangle Ye Xing's limbs!

Crack, crack, crack!

A crisp sound spread.

It was the sound of broken bones.

Ye Xing stopped spinning and fell softly to the ground.

Success!

Ward Dajier's face was happy, and the words of pretending to be cool were not formed between his teeth, and the joy on his face was shattered.

Because...