Chapter 1210 (2/2)
Ning Tianlin and Mobi min both nodded.
”Ning Tianlin will win!”
”Ning Tianlin will win!”
”Ning Tianlin will win!”
At this time, there were shouts and cheers from the audience. I don't know who shouted that first, and then there was a deafening echo. Obviously, he is a super fan of Ning Tianlin.
But this made Mobi's face more ugly.
Because he is the real favorite of heaven. If there is no Ning Tianlin, it should be him standing here to accept the cheers!
This is the glory he has been enjoying since he was born.
”Game, start!”
The referee Zha SongGe was not affected by the shouting wave by wave. At 9:00 sharp, he announced the official start of the game.
”Bang!”
But what many people can't believe is that as soon as the referee's voice fell, they saw a figure flying backwards from the challenge arena. When it almost touched the edge and fell down, it fell directly on the surface of the challenge arena.
Like a dead pig, he never stood up again.
”Gollum.”
Do not know whose throat, involuntarily swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Because at the moment, there is only one person standing in the challenge arena, holding his head high and his hands down. Who else can there be except Ning Tianlin.
”How violent!”
finished?
It's over?
Ning Tianlin is too violent and doesn't give Mobi min a face. He was abandoned in less than a second.
They knew that Moby would lose, but they never expected to lose so quickly.
This is at least a top three competition. You should have three or five rounds and three or five minutes.
Less than a second, second man!
”Win!”
”The male god won!”
”Always so fast!”
Similarly, there are still many people cheering Ning Tianlin. They are always so crisp and domineering, that is, they don't give each other a chance to respond, so that each other can only be a second man alive.
”Ten.”
”Nine.”
”Eight.”
Soon, referee chazonger began to count. Until the end of ”one”, Mobi didn't get up. At the same time, he announced, ”Ning Tianlin wins!”
”Win!”
”Ha ha! Won!”
Countless people cheered, and Ning Tianlin, who fell with his knife, retreated from the challenge arena at this time. But he didn't leave far this time and stayed in a special room in the square for him to rest.
Because ten o'clock is the second round.
However, at ten o'clock, there was a deafening cry outside. He just lost in his hands and swallowed the heaven and earth magic medicine prepared by the Wudao Society for him. Mobi Minsha, who has recovered, has fallen on the challenge arena again. Like a dead pig, he doesn't know life or death.
”Oh?”
”Less than a second?”
Ning Tianlin was also a burst of surprise. This was more than a second before he lost?