Young people are always confused by their appearance. This is where women can train freely in the ten times gravity field. This is definitely not the limit. As far as he knows, this is far beyond the training limit on the earth. Civella just looks strong. After several times of hard attack, he will definitely find that the opponent's strength exceeds him, so he has no choice but to fall into defense.

Mo Feng was so angry that he grabbed Sun Xiaoru as soon as he got up, "Where are you going? The game is not over yet."

"Squad leader, I'm going to the bathroom and I'm going to report to you!" Mo Feng spread his hands helplessly.

Zhou Zichen, who was standing beside him, couldn't help laughing, but Sun Xiaoru didn't care at all, "You have a lot to do, go and go back quickly, maybe you will meet her later."

"Hehe, with my charm, she will have weak legs."

On the court, Chris kicked Civella more than ten meters with a handsome kick, which caused cheers from the audience. Mo Feng's teasing caused a roll of eyes.

Brother, do you want shame?

Even Fatty Zhang laughed, "Don't mind, Mo Feng has been hit, probably thinks that women all over the world will reject him because he is too handsome."

Everyone was stunned and followed by hilariousness. Unexpectedly, the fat man had this humorous cell. Mo Feng was so angry that he almost strangled Zhang Wulei to death. This bastard doesn't talk much, but he talks so much at this time.

Mo Feng, who walked towards the toilet, shook his head. The atmosphere was too tense and solemn, so it would be better to relieve it. Mo Feng lit a cigarette at the door of the toilet and blocked the sign of prohibiting smoking.

It's a bit difficult to break the deadlock. His power alone is too limited. He is always just a warrior. It would be great if there were people in the top leaders, but who would believe what he said?

Maybe it will be sliced, which is not an exaggeration. Not to mention human security, everything is nonsense in the face of national security.

"Student, smoking is prohibited here."

Just when Mo Feng was rarely swallowing the clouds and fog, a gentle voice sounded, and Mo Feng subconsciously hid the cigarette. This was all scared by Sun Xiaoru. Every time he met, as long as he smoked, Sun Xiaoru would definitely pinch it off, but what's the use? He was still dead in the end.

The person who came did not seem to have planned to end like this, "You seem to have thought of very beautiful memories."

Mo Feng woke up and woke up, "Alan Doyle, you seem to be very idle." As he said that, Mo Feng lit the cigarette again. Except for Sun Xiaoru, no one else could worry about him.

Alan Doyle didn't stop him anymore, "Is there any more? I want to try it too, I don't know why so many people like it."

Mo Feng threw out one, Alan Doyle took it, twisted his thumb and index finger, and the smoke was ignited. Mo Feng was slightly stunned, and a curve appeared on the corner of his mouth, which was interesting.

Cough cough cough...

Alan Doyle took a breath like Mo Feng, and was obviously choked, but he did not stop. The two of them leaned against the men's bathroom and did not speak. I have to say that Mo Feng was an old gun when he smoked, and Alan Doyle actually had an artistic atmosphere that scattered out loud.

"Mo Feng, I know!"

Mo Feng shivered and quickly stepped on the cigarette. What did she do when she ran here?

"Ahem, squad leader, don't care about my business... it was him, yes, he gave it to me..." Mo Feng immediately blamed him. Anyway, he was not familiar with the other party, and the other party even slapped him.

"You think I...ah, Alan Doyle!" Sun Xiaoru was also shocked. Her carefree look disappeared immediately, and her face turned red.

"I'm sorry, I'll go to the bathroom." As he said that, he ran into the women's bathroom.

Mo Feng couldn't help laughing. It turned out that the squad leader would blush, and handsome guys were really the best.

"I heard from Chris mention you, aren't interested in coming to the moon to develop after EM?" Alan Doyle said with a smile.

To the point, Mo Feng looked at the young man who was famous in the solar system regardless of his past and present life. He was handsome and had a good personality. He did not have the superficial pride of the moon people. He continued this situation after winning the EM championship. For Mo Feng, the most impressive thing was that in the Battle of Sun Lake, only his fleet won one after another, but in the end he could not save the overall situation.

Although Mo Feng's observation was a bit too much, Alan Doyle seemed to be unable to see the fireworks.

How to say it, no matter when the Earthlings and the Moons can cooperate, it is really difficult to integrate. Although Alan Doyle is excellent at this time, he does not have the future temperature or pressure.

"If you don't have the lead, you can come to me." Mo Feng smiled and waved his hand. He wanted to leave first, otherwise Squad Leader Sun would be killed.

Alan was stunned and smiled. It seemed that the other party was very confident in his strength. It would be fine, let's take a look.

After classmate Mo walked for a while, the news rang, "I will destroy you if you dare!"

Mo Feng couldn't help but smile. It seemed that the squad leader also had a little girlish side. He looked handsome and looked so good. He seemed to be good too. Mo Feng subconsciously touched his smooth chin. He thought he had a personality and was still budding...

As soon as he returned to the contestant area, the atmosphere seemed particularly depressing. There was no way. Civella had a decisive defeat. If Chris had not played "very literary" he would have lost long ago. Speed, strength, technology, experience, and a comprehensive crush, this was a stable victory. In the end, the Dianyue Blade cut to Civella's neck.

The sharp blade wind slashed the skin of the neck, and a blood mark appeared, but it did not cut it off.

Sivira clenched her fists tightly, but her face was pale. The Earth-area iron gate, defensive expert, was "submitted" in the second round, which meant that the opponent was suppressing him by one level.

There is no need to mention the madness of the moon. The perfect combination of beauty, strength and wisdom, why add wisdom? Because Chris submitted a paper on genes and soul in his freshman year, proposing the theory of soul branding, that is, the cosmic ontology of living bodies. Anyway, Mo Feng and Zhang Wulei looked at it arrogantly. In addition to literacy, there was no understanding of a large number of formulas and theories in it at all. This paper caused great controversy in the biology and physics circles.

Civella would rather die in battle, but the opponent did not give him this opportunity, and he didn't even find a chance to fight his life. The strongest part of the Shimo Blade is a ranged attack, but the opponent was useless at once.

This has to be said to be a blow to Civella. Civella, who returned to the contestant area, sat in the corner with her head in her arms.

The rhythm of the earthlings was not expected, but the moon people directly hit the stick. The stuffy people were silent. Kris was not the strongest. There were four people of this level, so how could they compete?

No one blames Civella, he really tried his best. He can't say that he performed well, but he is in a good state. However, he can't beat him but he can't beat him.

Are the people on earth really going to be eliminated by history?

After Sivra, the Lunamans had two civil wars in a row, followed by Darao Silva to win, and the opponent's ranking was a bit different from him, which made Darao who won. Another seed player, Sarklovsky, also won. The situation was similar, and it could only be said that it alleviated a little embarrassment.

In the Tianxun, the moon people are basically in the world. The earth people are completely wilted, and some people even begin to turn against each other. This is the battle for the top 32. Will this year's quarterfinals be shaved and bald?
Chapter completed!