My granddaughter gave me a mecha for her birthday, and the scientific community went crazy

in the live room.

Those who were optimistic about Hattori Hanzo just now are directly autistic.

I was frightened and dared not speak.

Some people have trolled Wang Yixue on the barrage before, but now they are scared!

He felt uneasy and uneasy, and his pupils were full of fear.

Countless Xia Kingdom barrages almost dominated the screen.

"Fuck! F*ck!!"

“Master Yixue is awesome!!”

"So cool!! Goddess!!"

"Damn it!"

"Well done! Please invite the next member of Xiaotian to kill you!"

"..."

Immediately afterwards, barrages from Yingjiang and other countries began to appear.

"Xia Guo's kung fu is too strong!"

"Mom asked me why I kept kowtowing with 'bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, clang'??"

"Who knows what kind of punch was used just now?"

"I know! It must be Arhat Fist!!"

"Fart, that's the Kunlun sect's seven-injury fist! Once practiced, all seven will be injured! Do you understand? I have already bought the secret book, hahaha..."

"Damn Fake! Even if I rob a bank, I still have to buy the secret book of Seven Injury Fist!"

"..."

in front of the big screen.

Lu Yong was shocked by Wang Yixue's sudden burst of fighting power.

Everyone in the command room was stunned.

After a brief moment of silence, there was a moment of shocking cheers.

Lu Yong also had a bright smile on his face.

Wang Yixue's approach was too relieving.

Great for morale!

Aren't they Yingjiang and Goujizi going to slap Xia Guo in the face in front of the whole world?

Now Wang Yixue slapped them in the face with a backhand.

I really want to ask Boers face to face if his face hurts!

Are you happy? !

Will you still show off in the future?

If you keep showing off, you'll be beaten to death!

There is another level that makes Lu Yong happy.

That is the top effect of Extremis Virus.

Compared with Yingjiang's soldier serum, the difference is clear!

If there was no Extremis virus, Yingjiang would definitely use this special forces competition to gain a bunch of fans.

Now it's the other way around.

Yingjiang could be said to have shot himself in the foot.

Helped Xia Guo to promote a wave of publicity.

...

Inside the octagonal cage at Miyazaki Plaza.

The battle is basically over.

Wang Yixue scratched her head and shouted to Hattori Hanzo, who was already cold in the distance,

"Are you going to admit defeat?"

Bols: "..."

Lisa: "..."

Countless spectators: "..."

Even the barrage was filled with exclamation points.

Everyone, without exception, was stunned.

Everyone is already dead. Girl, who are you talking to?

How can a dead man admit defeat! !

Can you please stop doing this hellish thing?

Wang Yixue waited a moment after shouting.

This took his eyes back.

Turning to look at Admiral Boles.

The moment his eyes glanced over, Bols shuddered instantly.

Take a quick step back.

His face was pale and he looked frightened.

Trembling,

"You...what do you want?"

"Admiral Bols, he didn't admit defeat, and he didn't fall to the ground. He just lay motionless on the soul-crushing tower. How can we count victory or defeat?"

"Ah this..."

Bols was speechless for a moment.

After a pause, he announced directly,

"Wang Yixue wins this round!"

After saying that, Bols motioned to his soldiers to take down Hattori Hanzo's body from the Soul Resurrection Tower.

The soldier went up and grabbed Hattori Hanzo's leg and pulled hard.

The lower half of his body fell to the ground.

The top half is still stuck on.

The onlookers were momentarily stunned.

Wang Yixue's kick just now was much heavier than the previous two punches!

In Lisa's live broadcast room, countless people instantly started discussing Foshan Shadowless Foot again.

After a lot of trouble, Hattori Hanzo's body was finally gathered together.

Amidst the panic of the group, they carried it down.

Bols looked at the list in his hand.

Pick up the loudspeaker and say loudly,

"Then the next round will be between Wang Yixue and another contestant from Xiaozhi, Fengma Kotaro!"

"Come on Kotaro!"

Countless contestants looked at Kotaro next to them.

It's like looking at a dead person.

Even the two people in Mao Xiong directly talked in a low voice.

"Hattori Hanzo resisted two punches and one kick. How many times do you think Kotaro could resist before dying?"

"It depends on where Wang Yixue hits first!"

"How to say?"

"If Wang Yixue hits him on the head with the first blow, it will definitely explode with one punch and his brains will burst out. There is no need for the second blow!"

"Master Haller! Brother, what you said makes sense!"

After the two finished chatting, they looked at Kotaro next to them.

I was taken aback.

Kotaro's head was covered with white hair and sweat.

His face was pale and his lips were chapped.

Two huge black circles suddenly appeared in his eyes.

This majestic appearance looked like he was about to die.

"I...."

"I......"

Kotaro's lips kept trembling.

From time to time, his eyes glanced at Hattori Hanzo on the soul-crushing tower, and at the white bones hanging on the barbed wire!

I want to say something, but I can't.

Both arms were shaking.

"I...I don't I don't..."

"Ka-"

Halfway through Kotaro's words, a breath caught in his throat.

Can't go up or down.

His eyes rolled rapidly.

The body fell straight backwards.

As expected of someone who had trained as a special forces soldier, he fell very upright.

After lying on the ground, the two toes quickly straightened.

Twitched twice and foamed at the mouth.

Quickly fall into a state of shock.

Bols was stunned and cursed secretly, "Trash!"

He shouted to the ambulance that had been waiting not far away and quickly launched rescue.

The rescue workers, wearing white coats, rushed over in a hurry.

Carrying a stretcher, Kojiro was carried away.

Bols's mood hit rock bottom.

No matter how much he didn't want to admit it, he still had to say it.

Xia Guo was really superior this time.

Even An Zhui and Mi Gen would definitely not be able to defeat Wang Yixue.

This is the end.

If you want to win, you can only use other means.

But for now, we have to at least get on with today's game.

It won't be too late to use secret methods after today's game is over.

Bols took note.

Nodding to himself.

I just wanted to announce the continuation of the game.

But when he looked at the participating teams, he froze in place.

What about people?

He looked at Lisa beside him,

"Where are the contestants?"

"No, they're all heading to the flagpole!" Lisa pointed not far away.

"Last time..."

"That's it..."

Before Bols could turn his head, there was a harsh sound of steel wires rubbing against pulleys not far away.

Bols took a closer look.

Contestants from Germany and Mao Xiong are hurriedly lowering their country's flags.

An Zhui and Mi Geng also just ran to the flagpole.

Mi Gen's anxious urging could be heard from a distance.

"Hurry up, idiot. If you fall too late, you'll have to get into the ring. You'll get punched in the brain!"

"God, I swear, I'm the fastest!"

The two of them were indeed very fast.

As expected of someone who had been injected with soldier serum.

The speed of lowering the national flag instantly exceeded that of the previous three countries.

"Second time—"

In a few seconds, he lowered the Yingjiang flag and put it in his trouser pocket.

Half of it is hanging outside.

An Zhui's face was full of pride and he showed off to his side.

"Mao Xiong, German, you can't do it! It's too slow! Haha..."

The sound reached Bols's ears.

It made Bols dizzy for a while.

Urgent blood attacks the heart.

I wish I could kill these two evildoers on the spot! !