The devil respects the generation guide, and my sentinel loves brainstorming.

Game start.

Ning Zhiyuan was eating melon seeds and watching the game.

Smash it, smash it.

A group of noobs pecked each other.

He sent a message to Yu Weining: [Boring Gu Yong.jpg]

Yu Weining: [touch your head.jpg]

"Teacher Yu, why is your face so red? Are you sick?"

Yu Weining's colleagues turned around and saw his face was red, and couldn't help but be shocked.

"fine."

Yu Weining kept the expression Ning Zhiyuan had just sent with a blank expression.

【Milk cat rubbing hands.jpg】

Cute, this expression is the same as Ning Zhiyuan.

No, Ning Zhiyuan is cuter.

Finally it was the cute player Ning Zhiyuan's turn to compete on stage, and he recognized his opponent.

"Hey, hello, scumbag."

Ning Zhiyuan raised his paw and waved it.

He Youlu, who was opposite him, shook his head helplessly, looking at Ning Zhiyuan like he was looking at a coquettish lover.

"You misunderstood me."

Ning Zhiyuan: "Bullshit misunderstanding, I'm not familiar with you."

The look in his eyes was really evil, and he didn't know how he deceived the guides with his greasy dog ​​look.

Too lazy to chat with him, Ning Zhiyuan asked: "Do you believe in light?"

He Youlu: "Light? What..."

"Death at the speed of light."

Ning Zhiyuan's spiritual power directly fanned He Youlu out of the competition venue.

He Youlu's league journey ends here.

Robot referee ㄟ(≧◇≦)ㄏ: "This contestant wins! Awesome! Oh no, the engine oil will be deducted for uncivilized language. Forget it, it will be deducted anyway. You are so awesome. I like you so much! Really. It’s so cool!”

Ning Zhiyuan: "Thank you, you are cool too. If anyone deducts oil from your engine, I will beat them up for you."

The robot referee covered his chest, his heart was beating~

Ning Zhiyuan put his hands in his pockets and returned to his seat.

The robot referee screamed: "Awesome——"

The front row sentry looked back. He and Ning Zhiyuan were not in the same zone in the first game. When others mentioned it, they only thought it was an exaggeration.

When I saw him today, I just wanted to kneel down and recognize him.

"Brother Guide."

Ning Zhiyuan raised his eyelids: "If you have discernment, I will treat you decently when you meet me."

Sentinel: "Brother Guide, my name is Wu Meng, can you give me an autograph? When you get first place, this autograph will be valuable."

"First? Are you crazy? Licking a guide like this is really embarrassing to the sentry!"

A sarcastic voice cut in from the side.

Wu Meng's expression dropped and he looked coldly at the person who spoke: "Ding Xiang, Mu Qiang is human instinct. If you were a guide, I wouldn't even look at you."

Ding Xiang stood up suddenly, and the order-maintaining robot locked eyes with him: "This player, please sit down."

He sat down reluctantly, keeping his eyes on Wu Meng.

Ning Zhiyuan asked: "He has a crush on you?"

Wu Meng said speechlessly: "Brother, your martial arts value is very high, but your eyesight is not very good."

Ding Xiang roared: "You are sick——"

Ning Zhiyuan snapped his fingers to manually mute the sound.

"That's wrong. You are sick and I have the medicine. Now I can help you cure it. No need to thank me."

Ding Xiang opened his mouth and found that he couldn't make a sound, and he suddenly panicked.

He typed a line with force: [What did you do to me! 】

Ning Zhiyuan: "Look at how ambiguous your words are. What can I, a guide, do to you?

You have barking syndrome, just keep quiet and it will be fine. "

Wu Meng reacted first and laughed mercilessly: "Brother Guide is right, it's not just barking syndrome. It bites everyone all day long like a mad dog."

Ding Xiang's anger level soared instantly. He wanted to get up but was pinned down in his seat by an invisible force.

His face turned red.

Ning Zhiyuan sent a message to Yu Weining: [Yu Laosi, someone calls me Brother Guide. Now I have a wife, a son, and a younger brother. I can be considered a family full of children and grandchildren~]

Yu Weining frowned, where did the wife come from?

Oh, I remembered it.

He wanted to correct the title, typed a paragraph and then deleted it.

Wait until you are stronger than Ning Zhiyuan, then discuss with him about addressing him.

Yu Weining: [Harmonious and warm, flowers bloom and wealth.jpg]

Ning Zhiyuan was silent for three seconds.

No, why would Yulaos use such an emoticon that has a sense of the times?

Ning Zhiyuan poked and sent dozens of expressions.

[I share my emoticons with Ba, this is the country I saved for you. 】

Seriously, why would anyone use these emoticons?

The one on the left is a bully, I love you, the one on the right is a mua, and there are a lot of love contests and so on...

Yu Weining blushed and saved all her expressions.

After sending out the emoticons, it was Ning Zhiyuan's turn to come on stage.

This time the opponent was quite capable, with quick reactions and clear and firm eyes.

Based on the principle of respecting the opponent.

Ning Zhiyuan did not use spiritual power to slap him, but chose the most straightforward close combat.

The two fists collided, and the sentry's tough expression changed. He knelt on the stage with his fists in his hands and screamed "Aoao".

"My hand ahhh! I want my mother ahhhh! It hurts so much!"

After inspection, the robot referee found: "The bones in his hand were broken and he was unable to continue the game."

A trace of astonishment flashed across Ning Zhiyuan's face: "Is he so brittle? Even the Crunchy Shark is not that brittle, right?"

The robot referee thought: "Maybe he is Crunchy Shark's younger brother, Crunchy Shark."

He returned to his seat, Wu Meng's face was full of admiration: "Awesome, you defeated the number one in our school!"

Ning Zhiyuan: "...Is this the level that ranks first in your school?"

Wu Meng scratched his head: "Although he is a bit of a mama's boy, he is quite strong. The main reason is that you are too strong."

After a while, it was Wu Meng's turn to play.

Coincidentally, his opponent is Ding Xiang.

Ding Xiang could speak now, and he looked at Ning Zhiyuan with fear.

Then he gave Wu Meng a waiting look.

Wu Meng was too lazy to answer him: "Brother Guide, I'm going to stretch my muscles."

When he said that he could stretch his muscles and bones, he meant actually stretching his muscles and fighting Ding Xiang hand-to-hand.

The sound of fists hitting flesh can make one's teeth ache.

Ning Zhiyuan reasonably suspected that these two people either had a personal relationship or a personal enmity.

In the end, Wu Meng punched Ding Xiang in the abdomen to end the game.

"Huh~"

Ning Zhiyuan figured out something was wrong. With the last blow, Ding Xiang's fist could have hit Wu Meng's temple.

With this punch, Wu Meng would definitely be seriously injured.

Ding Xiang stopped at the critical moment.

Kind of interesting.

In the third round, Ning Zhiyuan had a bye.

After leaving the competition venue, Ning Zhiyuan waved to Yu Weining.

A crying voice came in: "Mom, it was she who broke my hand bones, wuwuwu (?д?; )"

He could tell by the sound that it was crunchy.

The mother followed the direction her son pointed and saw a long, soft guide.

She asked uncertainly: "You mean this guide?"

His nose was filled with snot and he nodded: "That's him, he bullied me!"

The grumpy mother slapped her son on the head: "Look at your little potential and being beaten to tears by a guide!"

Then she gave Ning Zhiyuan a thumbs up: "You are so flattering to our guide! I happened to have something to do and didn't watch the live broadcast of the game. I will watch the replay when I get back. I will be your loyal fan from now on!"

Ga Bangju’s face was full of shock: “Mom?!”

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Ga Bang Cui: Mom, I am your son o(╥﹏╥)o