Chapter 65 (2/2)
Han Mingyue did not procrastinate. After the middle-aged announced the results of the draw, Han Mingyue took off from the waiting area, and then fell slowly in the center of the competition platform.
His clothes are fluttering, his fans are on his hands, and with a gust of fresh wind, he is a beautiful man in front of the wind. If Gu Zhong uses three words to describe it, he is ”forcing the king.” No, it's ”pretending to be the king.”.
”Wow, so handsome, so handsome. Love.”
”Master Mingyue, I am your brain powder...”
For a moment, the voice of the call shook the earth, and the corner of Guzhong's mouth took a puff. ”Sure enough, it's all wall grass. I can't rely on it. My younger martial sister is the best.”
Looking back, I found that Zhou ruoxiao was also staring at Han Mingyue on the stage. Women, women, put the little fresh meat in front of them, and stare at an old wolf dog.
”Younger martial sister, you have a problem with your mind.”
”An old man, what's good to see?” This time, the ancient leader was really angry, and his sarcasm was beyond his words.
Zhou ruoxiao was pulled back by the sound of the ancient bell, and knew the character of the ancient clock. So he stopped Han Mingyue in the stands and turned his attention to other places.
There is also a leader in the waiting area who is just as dissatisfied with Han Mingyue as Gu Zhong. That is the leader of hongshanmen. In fact, he has decided that he will lose in the first game against Han Mingyue.
There must be more than two sentences in the audience. ”The leader of the seven stream sect came to bully people.”
”It's too much to stir up the atmosphere in the group now.”
Don't other people know it's too much, but can you stop people coming. However, even if a champion comes out, he can only admit that he is unlucky.What's more, it's not that a nine class leader has come to be cannon fodder.
The remaining ten leaders agreed with the leader's words in their hearts, but they could only cast a sympathetic look at him.
The leader of hongshanmen, unconvinced, stepped on the test bench and stopped shouting after the last round of fierce competition.
In order to avoid accidental injury, the referee decided that it was better not to go on the competition platform, but to announce the start of the competition directly on the platform.
”Second round, first game.”
”Han Mingyue, the leader of the Mingyue sect, is against Zhang Hanzhu, the leader of the zhanghongshan sect.”
”On...”
”Bang!” ”Shi”
just before the referee's word was called out, Han Mingyue approached Zhang Hanzhu with lightning speed, and hit Zhang Hanzhu's chest with one hand.
Then he heard the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground. Zhang Hanzhu had no ability to stop him. He was slapped by Han Mingyue for about 20 meters and landed heavily on the floor under the competition platform.
”Wow, the leader of Qiliu is worthy of the title of” Qiliu ”, that is, niuqiang.”
”It's said that the leader of hongshanmen is also a strong player with seven levels of spirit and sea environment. He was ranked second in the last competition.”
”Tut Tut, is also bad luck, ran into the head of Han was directly seconds.”
At the moment of Zhang Hanzhu's landing, no one cared whether Han Mingyue's action before the referee gave the order was a foul. It seems that Zhang Hanzhu has been shot half dead.
Even if you do it again, you have no chance to stand up and face Han Mingyue. You can't help it. This is the hidden rule of the world. Everyone will stand on the side of the strong. Only when you can prove yourself can you be qualified to talk about fairness and rules.
Or if you want to change them and make your own rules, why not?
To blame, we can only blame Zhang Hanzhu's lack of strength. Gu Zhong may have the power to do justice, but he doesn't have to fight for a meaningless fairness. Han Mingyue is too strong.