Lightning's surprised expression came to his eyes, and he watched Feng Qingcheng's swaying steps steadily landing not far away in a daze.

Even though he knew that he did not do his best in this move, it was obvious that Feng Qingcheng was evasive easily.

She was not as embarrassed as she imagined.

The people around them shouted loudly, and they were full of murderous intent, punched and kicked, and both of them were entangled.

But they both stood there as if they were not in their own affairs, staring at each other, without any tensions such as those around them being nervous or living to the death.

The rules of this game are ultimately deafing the truth outside.

As long as they throw the person with their number cards off the ring, the life-and-death relationship between other opponents is nothing to do with anyone else.

Those who have completed their mission just need to stand there quietly and watch the confrontation around them win the last one.

When more and more winners were on the ring, and they stood on the edge of the ring in a wait-and-see state, Lightning finally took action again.

This time, he will succeed with one blow.

In his gaze just now, it was obvious that the look she looked at her, as if she was looking at her, and was also full of contempt and disdain.

This kind of gaze made Lightning feel very uncomfortable. It would be fine if he looked down on others, but he was even looked down on others.

And looking at her look, her slanted mouth, and being despised by such a person, it made him even more disgusted.

Therefore, in Feng Qingcheng's eyes, he took action with the anger in his heart and grabbed Feng Qingcheng's left shoulder with one blow.

Feng Qingcheng retreated instead of fighting, retreated again, his skirt raised slightly, and he actually retreated to the edge of the arena two consecutive steps.

Yuchi Li instinctively exclaimed: "Miss, be careful..."

Wen Liming and Hailan, who had been watching the game on one side, also screamed at the same time, "Miss..."

Feng Qingcheng seemed to hear the exclamations of several people, and seemed to turn his head instinctively and look at them.

When facing the enemy in such a battle, Feng Qingcheng did not focus his energy on the enemy, and did not make every effort to guard against the opponent's lightning attack, but instead set his eyes on the person behind him.

Someone in the crowd sneered in a low voice: "This Feng Qingcheng seems to be really like the rumor, with a lack of string in his head, and he actually looked at others at this moment of enemy..."

"That's right, if this is against a master, it's already dead..."

"Do you think she is seeking death? How could she leave her front in front of her without any warning in the opponent's attack range when she was in battle?"

These people are really right. Feng Qingcheng, in this way, is equivalent to putting himself in a position where he is at mercy.

Open your chest and unprepared moves, this is the taboo when facing the enemy in the face of battle.

King Zhen Mu Chenrui suddenly stood up on his seat, walked quickly forward, and looked at Feng Qingcheng on the field with a burning gaze.

Mu Chenxiao, who was beside him, seemed to jump up at the first time: "Oh, this stupid woman, I said, this ring is not something she can get on..."

On the ring, Lightning, who was still entering the deserted land, quickly grabbed Feng Qingcheng. Feng Qingcheng seemed to have heard someone else's warning, suddenly turned his head and looked at the attacking hand. Lightning's surprised expression came to his eyes, and he watched Feng Qingcheng's swaying steps steadily landing not far away.

Even though he knew that he did not do his best in this move, it was obvious that Feng Qingcheng was evasive easily.

She was not as embarrassed as she imagined.

The people around them shouted loudly, and they were full of murderous intent, punched and kicked, and both of them were entangled.

But they both stood there as if they were not in their own affairs, staring at each other, without any tensions such as those around them being nervous or living to the death.

The rules of this game are ultimately deafing the truth outside.

As long as they throw the person with their number cards off the ring, the life-and-death relationship between other opponents is nothing to do with anyone else.

Those who have completed their mission just need to stand there quietly and watch the confrontation around them win the last one.

When more and more winners were on the ring, and they stood on the edge of the ring in a wait-and-see state, Lightning finally took action again.

This time, he will succeed with one blow.

In his gaze just now, it was obvious that the look she looked at her, as if she was looking at her, and was also full of contempt and disdain.

This kind of gaze made Lightning feel very uncomfortable. It would be fine if he looked down on others, but he was even looked down on others.

And looking at her look, her slanted mouth, and being despised by such a person, it made him even more disgusted.

Therefore, in Feng Qingcheng's eyes, he took action with the anger in his heart and grabbed Feng Qingcheng's left shoulder with one blow.

Feng Qingcheng retreated instead of fighting, retreated again, his skirt raised slightly, and he actually retreated to the edge of the arena two consecutive steps.

Yuchi Li instinctively exclaimed: "Miss, be careful..."

Wen Liming and Hailan, who had been watching the game on one side, also screamed at the same time, "Miss..."

Feng Qingcheng seemed to hear the exclamations of several people, and seemed to turn his head instinctively and look at them.

When facing the enemy in such a battle, Feng Qingcheng did not focus his energy on the enemy, and did not make every effort to guard against the opponent's lightning attack, but instead set his eyes on the person behind him.

Someone in the crowd sneered in a low voice: "This Feng Qingcheng seems to be really like the rumor, with a lack of string in his head, and he actually looked at others at this moment of enemy..."

"That's right, if this is against a master, it's already dead..."

"Do you think she is seeking death? How could she leave her front in front of her without any warning in the opponent's attack range when she was in battle?"

These people are really right. Feng Qingcheng, in this way, is equivalent to putting himself in a position where he is at mercy.

Open your chest and unprepared moves, this is the taboo when facing the enemy in the face of battle.

King Zhen Mu Chenrui suddenly stood up on his seat, walked quickly forward, and looked at Feng Qingcheng on the field with a burning gaze.

Mu Chenxiao, who was beside him, seemed to jump up at the first time: "Oh, this stupid woman, I said, this ring is not something she can get on..."
Chapter completed!