The Rise of the Mermaid Song God

"...So," Zimaotai said in a calm and unhurried manner, "this game should be regarded as a loss for you!"

Weier has never seen such a shameless person, and he can't refute at all, he can only look at him dumbfounded.Abe the Big Bear at the side mustered up his courage to argue with this cunning guy, no one in their team made a sound, all of them were uncles: "I don't think this makes sense, it's obviously the kid Tyron who killed Mi Fen Mao of!"

Zimao spoke out of conscience: "That's why I said he violated the established rules. At that time, my companion clearly said that as long as the child persists for 1 minute under his attack, he will win, otherwise we will win." .Now, your fellows killed Mifenmao and didn't have this one-minute contest, did they?"

Da Xiong is a clumsy person, he obviously thinks his words are very unreasonable, but he can't tell what's wrong, so he can only grieve: "...It doesn't seem to be calculated like that..."

Raymond over there is busy using his mental power to unilaterally suppress Tai Lun who has entered a manic state, trying to make him wake up, and he doesn't care about it at all.Although Weier couldn't help much, he was still very nervous about Tyronn, so he didn't have the mood to pay attention to the result, because he was afraid that his voice would affect Raymond's performance.

Seeing Abel's pitiful help-seeking eyes looking at himself, Weier looked at Tyron and him, bit his lips and planned to argue with Zimao, but Tyron, who had already woken up before he could speak, interrupted He said: "...Heh, since this is what they want, isn't there two more games to come anyway, so it would be boring to end like this~"

Weier looked at Tai Lun who was awake in surprise: "You little bear, are you okay!"

Tai Lun glanced at him, but did not answer, thinking about his own calculations.This brat is also cunning, and naturally he knows what kind of idea Zimao is playing. If he loses one of the four games, they will have to win the other three to get all of Zimao's cards. The least threatening member of the group is Weir, who played last. As long as he is guaranteed to play, then the draw can still be guaranteed—in Tyronn’s view, Zimao and the others have given up the possibility of winning, but they hope to keep it. I finally got 30 brands, otherwise how can I explain to my brothers and sisters...

But their plan was completely wrong. Weir is not a fuel-efficient lamp. This brat badly wants to see this group of people in an unexpected way, so he doesn't even mind that his game is judged to be a failure. Really An elusive little devil, the thought of fearing that the world will not be chaotic is too bad.

Raymond here didn't pay much attention to the chaos at all, and naturally he didn't care about the result, but he was worried that Will would not be able to accept it, so he didn't say anything, just looked at Will, meaning it was up to him.Unexpectedly, Weier was very happy: "That's fine, it's fine if you win." He looked at the red hair and the half hair who were still unconscious from the corner of his eye, "I'll just let you break it off." I'm so sorry, two generals!"

In fact, Weir didn’t decide to do so this time due to some reason for the onset of Madonna, but because of his playfulness. He thought that if his team won three consecutive games, then he would have no chance to play. In order to find some Lezi, that's why he agreed like this. In fact, it also means that he is very confident in his own skills, and he has really improved a lot.

How could Zimao not understand that the team in front of them, who were able to give in to their unreasonable demands, mainly looked down on themselves and were quite confident.So he roared in his heart: Is this a consolation prize for us? Thank you so much! !But he can be regarded as a person who can advance and retreat, so he had to swallow this breath, and he had to accept his love: "Accept!"

In fact, Zimao really planned it as Tyron thought, but what Tyron didn't know was that Violet's skill Zimao also had confidence in his heart, after all, he snatched their brand under the noses of him and Hongmao. of.But he also saw Weir's weakness, so he knew it for the time being, so he had the cheek to fight for it. Who knew that Weir and his team really backed down.

Zimao had a plan in mind. Although he was annoyed that Weier and the others looked down on his team, he also understood that this was the best situation. He suppressed the unhappiness in his heart and continued: "Then it should be the time for the third game now." Bar!"

"Yes, it's finally my time!" Abel didn't care about the result of the last match at all, but he actually didn't think much of this group of colorful teams in his heart, so he thought it was okay to let them play a match, anyway, it wasn't Is there him?So Abel couldn't wait to jump out and yell loudly: "This time I'm going to compete with mechs, I haven't exercised for a long time!"

"But, your mecha is not..." Weier hesitated to speak.

"Hey!" Abel's bear face froze: "Is it too late to get it now?"

"Then why don't we advance the last game first, and temporarily postpone your game?" Zi Mao pretended to propose kindly.

But Abel quit: "No, I've been waiting for so long, I'm going to get rusty. Forget it, it's better than anything else," he muttered to the green-haired man who would become his opponent : "It's cheap for you kid, you have the final say!"

Lumao, who has always been quiet, looked up at Abel, then turned to look at Zimao, and saw him nodding towards him indistinctly before he said slowly: "Here, I can compete with you with what I am best at. Is it? Otherwise, I think I'd better just abstain..."

Abel was worried that the coward would abstain if he didn't even compare, so that he wouldn't even get a chance to end, so he promised repeatedly: "It's up to you, you can do whatever you say!"

"Then," Lumao said softly, "Let's dance together..."

"What!!!" Abel roared loudly, his expression completely unbelievable: "Speak up!"

Green Mao shook his body, but tried to straighten his waist under Zi Mao's eyes: "I said we're going to fight dance, street dance, mechanical dance, hot dance, pole dance, whatever you want. We will each dance a section, Then the other party imitates the jump, and if they can’t keep up, they lose, how about that?”

Abel said dejectedly: "That's it, it's boring, it's up to you..."

Lu Mao is obviously a master of dancing, but this is nothing, because according to the rules he said, Abel only needs to repeat the movements he dances, which is nothing to a mecha fighter with advanced physical skills The question is, they don't need to pay attention to aesthetics or anything, do they?Moreover, Abel himself is from the Yuehei Ning tribe, and he is also relatively good at dancing, so he can be regarded as a person with solid foundation, so he doesn't think it's a big deal.And he can make a few advanced physical movements, so that this guy who is obviously weak at first glance can't follow, so he is just disappointed because of this lack of fighting ability.

But when the green hair put on the high heels, everyone was petrified. Abel opened his mouth completely speechless, and could only watch the usually quiet green hair suddenly turn into a hot gigolo, twisting his waist and ass The movement of grasping the crotch is done in one go.

Weir, who had the most artistic appreciation at the scene, had his eyes lit up, and he praised loudly: "Wow, that's great!"

Raymond, who had been casually watching the green hair scratching his head and posing, looked at him in shock. He didn't understand why Weier had such a terrible look. Weier, who was very worried that he would have a whim in the future, was asked to wear this.

This scene was seen by Tai Lun, but he was very happy. The bear kid showed a wicked smile, and he was looking forward to the game of Will even more, and felt that his compromise was really worth it.

Such a high-energy dance made Abel completely unacceptable. When Lumao took off his high heels and signaled him to come, the mecha warrior refused righteously: "It is impossible to make such a move if you kill me ,I do not want!!"

Weier tilted his head to look at him: "I also think you don't have that softness, you won't dance well..."

"That's not the problem," Abel said with black lines on his face, "If I really jumped, my opponent would laugh at me in future competitions and my face would turn yellow, do you understand?!"

Weier remembered that in his previous life, there was an old man in the village who liked to curl his orchid fingers, spoke in a soft voice, and had never been able to get a wife in his life, so he nodded vigorously to him understandingly: "Understand, understand!"

Abel breathed a sigh of relief and straightened his chest: "I will abstain in this round, then it will be Lu Mao's turn to learn my moves!"

Lumao nodded indifferently, letting Abel continue.Of course, the result was that Lu Mao was just an ordinary person, unable to learn the movements of advanced gymnastics at all, and Lu Mao also abstained happily, so the result of this competition was unexpectedly a draw.

Weier and the others looked at Zimao eagerly, and his eyes made his hair stand on end. Zimao couldn't help asking, "What are you doing?"

"It's nothing." Will looked at him expectantly: "See if you have any sophistry to say this time. What you said is quite interesting."

Rao was as thick-skinned as purple hair and couldn't help but blush a little. He cleared his throat and said, "The content of this competition has been discussed a long time ago, and there is no dispute."

The Tyrann bear child said with a smile: "You guys speak like the truth, it's quite interesting!"

Zimao was tightened by his teasing eyes. For some reason, he suddenly felt a little creepy, as if he was being watched by some dangerous object. He wanted to see the child's eyes clearly, but it was a pity that Tai Lun had already put Look away.

Weier felt that the atmosphere at the scene was a bit weird, but he didn't care too much, because he finally waited for this moment: "The current score is one win, one loss and one bottle, so the last game is the key to the outcome!" He took a deep breath In one breath, he took a step forward, and it looked radiant, as if this was his stage alone, and Lei Meng looked straight at the side: "So let's watch mine next!"