God level takeaway system

"Ah, Junior Brother, I'll be a little bit more merciful." Wang Mian's opponent said a little embarrassedly.

It really looks like Wang Mian, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a cute baby, and there are more people shouting and cursing in the audience.

How do you look at the next competition, it seems to be one-sided abuse, an adult is abusing a child.

The louder the scolding from the audience, the man held back the pressure, the louder the scolding from the audience, the more ferocious his attack.

Only he who was present knew, and he didn't know how many punches he had punched on Wang Mian, but his fists hurt faintly, but Wang Mian stood up again and again.

"You kid." His teeth were itching with hatred, he had already used [-]% of his strength, but what happened to the kid in front of him, this body?

"Big brother, thank you for your mercy." Wang Mian shouted loudly.

"you!"

The man saw Wang Mian lying on the ground, and he was still able to speak.

He immediately took out a flying sword and said, "I don't believe it, your body is harder than a flying sword."

Just as he was about to cut down, Wang Mian raised his head suddenly, the place where his head hit was a little sensitive, and hit right between the man's legs.

Wang Mian also felt two cracking sounds.

His face instantly turned the color of pig's liver, and then he was extremely pale, his forehead was sweating profusely, his body bent into the shape of a dried shrimp, his whole body trembled and he took a few steps back in pain, and fainted after seeing his eyes.

The melon-eating crowd in the audience first felt that their legs were windy, and then the crazy laughter drowned everything.

Some people laughed out of breath, and some people lay on the ground without any image, rolling around with their hands on their stomachs.

Even the just two elders had tears in their eyes.

Wang Mian scratched his head, and then smelled it again. He looked naive and made people laugh a little crazy. He looked at the justice officers in the audience with an innocent face and said, "Two uncles, have I won?" ?”

The two elders calmed down and said, "You have won. Congratulations, these 10 spirit stones are yours now."

Wang Mian was overjoyed, and put the spirit stone into his Qiankun bag.

No one thought there was any objection, and no one doubted Wang Mian. They all felt that the person who fought against Wang Mian had been ravaging children with water, but he accidentally ravaged himself.

"I still want to compete." Wang Mian said to the audience.

At this time, a big man in black took out 100 high-grade spirit stones directly from the Qiankun bag and put them on the justice table. Wang Mian said pitifully, "Uncle, how many pieces should I put?"

The big man frowned slightly.

"Open your mouth wide, you are also bullying children." Someone from the audience said.

He smiled slightly and said, "Brother, you can just put 5 spirit stones in."

Wang Mian obediently put the 5 spirit stones on the table, but his heart was full of joy, and he planned to stop after winning a game.

The speed of making money is really too fast.

The bets under the stage were still not opened, or even closed directly.

Because this is meaningless, no one thinks that Wang Mian will win, if everyone presses the one who played, "Open your mouth." What's the point?

Wang Mian secretly thought it was a pity, if he made a bet, Wang Mian would definitely bet on himself with a spirit stone, and the odds would be sky-high.

Wang Mian twisted his neck and buttocks and said: "Uncle, just now, I didn't use my martial arts. It was really the last uncle who bullied people and didn't give me any chance. Will you give me a chance?"

He looked innocent and cute, and the big man on the opposite side nodded slightly in a daze.

Afterwards, Wang Mian directly ran Lingbo Weibu, and suddenly rushed towards him, the eyes of the people in the audience instantly widened, their faces full of disbelief.

"Could it be that this doll pretended to be a pig and eat a tiger just now?"

Zhang Dazui was also taken aback. On the stomach, he was punched moderately, but it couldn't break his defense at all.

Wang Mian's speed was not too fast, just slightly faster than his opponent.

This made the opponent go crazy. He obviously felt that he was about to catch and hit Wang Mian, but he was just a little short, sometimes even a hair's length away.

Two people, one was chasing on the stage, the other was hiding on the stage, they threw a few punches from time to time, but they never shook each other head-on.

"That's right, this baby, in the entry test, the running part was No. 1, probably because of his unique posture." Someone commented.

"Shenfa, what are you kidding, you can't use real energy in the second round of tests."

"Didn't you see that when he was running, there was no fluctuation of true energy at all, did any leak out?" someone said.

After hearing what this person said, everyone went to observe carefully, and they really found out that when Wang Mian was running Lingbo Weibu, he didn't absorb any spiritual energy from heaven and earth at all, and there was no trace of using his true essence.

It would be strange for them to find out, this Lingbo Weibu itself is a special internal skill cultivation, even if it is really used in the entry test, it will definitely make people speechless.

The field turned into a tug-of-war, chasing and running without stopping, opening his mouth wide, it has really become a big mouth, he was wearing a rough mouth while running.

"Small, baby—baby—" he said, "Can you stop running?"

"Uncle, I won't run away. Could it be that you want you to beat me into a cake?" After Wang Mian finished speaking, in order to make people underestimate the enemy and get angry, he took off his pants on purpose, patted his white buttocks, and twisted twist.

Wang Mian's appearance made the audience laughing. At the same time, they were also thinking, if they played by themselves, how would they deal with such a slippery and fast Wang Mian.

Time passed little by little, and the sun was almost setting. At the end, the big mouth tore up his clothes and said, "I don't think so—"

He wants to say that he admits, admits defeat, but when he sees everyone in the audience looking at him, and his 100 fist-sized high-level spirit stones on the fair table, his teeth are almost crushed .

"Fuck, I can't recognize it. It took me over 10 years to get these spirit stones to get so many." Zhang Dazui clenched his teeth and continued to chase after Wang Mian.

But his speed slowed down, and Wang Mian's speed also slowed down, which made Zhang Dazui crazy, and finally a whole night passed, and two days passed.

The people who watched the excitement were already a little numb, there was no laughter, no discussion, they just wanted this competition to end quickly.

It's okay for Jindan masters to stay awake and restless, but watching one thing like this will also make them tired.

Wang Mian seized a gap, suddenly turned over and rushed in front of Da Khan, punching out a straight punch.

This punch was fast and hard, and the big mouth wanted to dodge, but it was too late.

He was extremely terrifying, because Wang Mian's height was really too short, his head was only a little higher than his navel, so when he punched straight like this, the hitting position was 3 or 4 inches below his navel.

Before the fist arrived, he, a handsome 9-foot man, howled like a pig, "Boom!" With a soft sound, the punch was solidly punched by Wang Mian, but his voice stopped abruptly.

Wang Mian really felt this time, the feeling of the egg breaking. The big man coughed twice, his eyes widened, and the veins on his temples were bulging, as if he was about to collapse at any time.

His face was full of fear, thinking that his future happy life might be ruined, and he fainted in an instant.