Rebirth Merchant: Wonderful Space Hunting for Military Officer

Indeed, when the whole audience appeared without makeup, Song Ye's half mask was just like Yang Guo in The Legend of Condor Heroes, a bit like a loner, too eye-catching.

Of course, it's understandable that some young and energetic people like to be unconventional and stand out, but Qi Wei knows how delicate the face under the mask is, so naturally he doesn't think about it in this regard.

The only possibility is that this kid was caught by the Wu family and lost a pair of legs, and he didn't want to die too ugly in front of everyone's eyes, so he put on a mask.

Just as he was thinking about killing this slutty boy with eighteen martial arts skills, Song Ye suddenly replied to him.

"Would you like to make another bet, whoever loses will crawl around the square ten laps."

What? Qi Wei was startled, and when he heard the words "crawl forward", his face instantly flushed red, and he almost vomited blood. Now that he remembered the experience on the racing track, he wished that he would never meet an acquaintance in his life.

What's irritating is that Song Ye is still not open to lift which pot, and keeps poking him in pain.

Seeing that his brain was congested with anger, Wu Xinxin, who was beside him, grinned and praised Song Ye.

On poisonous tongues, I will serve you.

"Hmph, I hope your martial arts are as slippery as your tongue-in-cheek skills, otherwise, don't blame me for hitting you all over the place." Qi Wei sneered, his fists already clenched.

The provocation at the opening heated up the field, and as the shouting from the field became more and more boiling, the host announced the start of the game just in time.

As soon as the order of appearances came out, Song Ye subconsciously turned to Qin Zhan next to him, "What's your idea?" To put her in the last appearance, this is definitely something her eldest brother can do.

A cold-blooded eldest brother picked up the teacup, took a sip of it comfortably, and said slowly, "Consume your combat power first."

"..." Song Ye's eyebrows twitched, and the teacup also swayed. His face was still cold, but his heart was full of emotion.

When it comes to talking about poisonous tongues, this man is not to be outdone.

This sentence directly confirmed that the Wu family could not win, but it also affirmed Song Ye's ability to take the lead, and stepped on the Qi family along the way.

Poison, really poisonous.

All the players over there had to prepare intensely for the battle. Those who warmed up, meditated, and studied tactics were all ready to fight, but the two of them were still drinking tea and chatting as if no one else was around, and they almost vomited blood.

"Cough cough..." Finally, Wu Yi couldn't stand it any longer, he coughed twice, leaned over his body and asked Song Ye if he wanted to go stretch and prepare together, but he was rejected. Qin Zhan's face turned down, so he could only be tempted, "Song boy, I don't know how good you are, but the Qi family is not easy to deal with. Your little body is inactive, and you will suffer when you play."

Wu Yi actually wanted to see Song Ye's skills, but the first Qin Zhan refused to let him, and the second Song Ye refused. He couldn't force it because of the pressure. As a result, Qin Zhan deliberately shoved Song Ye into the field. In the end, it doesn't make it clear that he wants Song Yekong to glove the white wolf.

The old man was scratching his head, afraid that he would win the game before he saw Song Ye take a shot, so he wanted to persuade the young man to let him play first to warm up.

However, Qin Zhan pretended not to hear the two foxes next to him, big and small, while Song Ye shook his head slowly, "No need." After speaking, he continued to lower his head and drink tea.

When Wu Yi was defeated, he wiped his face sullenly and stopped talking.

When the big drum was beaten on the side, the competition officially kicked off. The first player in the Qi family was Qi Wei. Since it was a fight, it was the strong one who picked the whole field. As long as Qi Wei could defeat everyone, the game would come to an end.

Song Ye raised his eyes and looked at Qi Wei who was full of confidence on the court, and then looked at his bulging muscles, and knew that this level was not easy.

The Wu family sent the eldest disciple of the boxing gym. He was in his early thirties, and his face was gentle, but he looked like a teacher.

After playing, the eldest disciple also greeted each other with a very polite and polite hug, which attracted countless screams from female fans in the audience.

Qi Wei also cupped his hands, but he was pretending, and before he put his hands down, a flying body came up and started attacking with a fist at the eldest disciple.

The eldest disciple stepped back, turned his body and used his qi to smash the opponent's fist, but he still couldn't hold back the domineering of the outsider's kung fu.

Qi Wei succeeded with one punch, and the next punch was greeted again. A set of boxing techniques was swung like a tiger, driving the rhythm of the field.

The scene fell into a stalemate under the opponent's rapid onslaught, and the two sides fought fiercely at a dazzling speed.

In the eyes of ordinary people, this kind of movement of turning over on the spot, flying over the eaves and walking the walls can only be seen on TV, and seeing the real martial arts arena, everyone's eyes widened in disbelief.

The audience below the stage fell into a frenzy of cheering and cheering, but the Wu family on the stage frowned.

Because the Wu family's eldest disciple can deal with Qi Wei on the surface, but in fact it is already at the end of the shot, and he is specifically attacking the weak underbelly.

Sure enough, after a short while, the eldest disciple was suddenly blasted out by a punch, and fell heavily to the ground.

"Okay, let's see who the winner of the game is..." The host on stage was ready to announce the result of the game.

But before he finished speaking, he saw Qi Wei pounce aggressively, stepped on the eldest disciple, stretched out his hand to grab the other's arm, and then twisted his hand back, in the eldest disciple's pain, the sound of cracking and breaking was clear. audible.

The game in front of everyone's eyes was supposed to stop on the spot, but Qi Wei had to beat the underdog and brutally cut off the hands of the people. This sudden violence caught everyone on and off the stage by surprise.

"Haha, the martial arts gym, that's all." Qi Wei raised his head and laughed a few times. After he finished speaking with sarcasm, he turned his head and stared at Song Ye, and said arrogantly, "Song Ye, if you don't play, I will give up. I have lost the arms of all the disciples of the Wu family, and in the end, I will make you lose two legs."

The blatant clamor caused Song Ye in the seat to narrow his eyes slightly, a cold light flashed, and he was ready to move.

But a shadow suddenly appeared beside him, but Wu Xinxin suddenly shot, slammed the arrogant Qi Wei away with a palm, gritted his teeth and said: "Change the order of appearances, this one, I, Wu Xinxin, will meet you."

Qi Wei was hit by the energy, he took a few steps back and stopped, looked up at Wu Xinxin's battle, and laughed on the spot, "Hehe, Miss Wu family, do you want to avenge your senior brother? I advise you to marry early. If you leave the martial arts gym, no one will dare to ask you if you will break your hand later." As he spoke, Qi Wei rolled his eyes and looked at Tan Rui, who was watching the game off the field, with a meaningful smile.

"It's none of your business, don't talk nonsense." Wu Xinxin was obviously very angry, and she didn't even have a chattering attack, and attacked directly with her legs.