"But Li Changming's Great Dream Art can obviously control dreams." Zhou Yunqing's eyes were sharp.
"That is Li Changming's ability, and it is also a means of fighting."
Zuo Xiaoduo remained indifferent: "But in the final analysis, it is still a dream."
"Even if it is a dream, what kind of fighting method is it to humiliate a girl into the ring through a dream?" Zhou Yunqing asked sharply.
Zuo Xiaoduo smiled faintly: "First, no one knows what happened in the dream except for the two parties involved. Second, in this arena, there are only winners and losers, no distinction between men and women. I never I think girls should be treated preferentially in this arena. Third, if humiliation can make a girl admit defeat and let us win. Then I can answer you clearly and positively, yes, this is a fighting method!"
Zuo Xiaoduo raised his head and raised his chest, and said loudly: "There is also the most crucial fourth point. I never explicitly asked Li Changming to win. But the fact is that your players are no longer in the ring when the victory is not yet decided. Come on. It's an ironclad fact!"
"Even if I insist on this, we are the ones who won this game, it is justified and justified! But I don't, this is already giving you room!"
"Fifth, the reason why I emphasize this sentence is to prevent you from talking about things with fame and forcing Li Changming to admit defeat; and you really brought up the word fame afterwards. So I clearly test you, this way, It won't work! Even if Li Changming feels embarrassed and admits defeat, as the captain, I won't admit it!"
"If you forcibly grab the issue of fame and morality kidnaps Li Changming and admit defeat, I will never accept it!"
Zuo Xiaoduo faced everyone proudly and said: "This is a ring, and it is also a battlefield! In the ring, there are only opponents! In the battlefield, only the enemy is divided!"
On the opposite side, Zhou Yunqing's face was ashen.
Zuo Xiaoduo's eyes were burning, and he refused to give an inch, his momentum was even more impressive!
After a long, long time, Zhou Yunqing said softly: "I shouldn't talk about the gender of men and women. The arena is the arena. In this section, my own thinking is still a bit biasedI think women should get some preferential treatmentfor this reason , I sincerely apologize. But the judgment of the outcome still needs to be judged by the referee teachers."
"Just like Captain Zuo refused to concede defeat this time, I, Zhou Yunqing, also don't think my team has lost!"
Zhou Yunqing looked at Zuo Xiaoduo, and the two looked at each other, neither giving way.
Both captains refused to admit defeat, but there was no real evidence that their side really won, which convinced everyone!
The referee teachers discussed it, and Ding Xiulan made a verdict.
"This game ended in a draw! Do you have any objections?"
Zuo Xiaoduo frowned and smiled: "The teachers really have sharp eyes, and they made a reasonable judgment all at once. The students admired them and didn't have any objections. In fact, it doesn't matter. It's just that Captain Zhou has been a little entangled in winning or losing. Haha, it¡¯s really nothing, even if we lose this round, it¡¯s okay, just call back, all in all, teachers have worked hard, thank you teachers.¡±
No matter how well-mannered Zhou Yunqing was, he turned his back in anger.
Who in the end is entangled in winning or losing?
But in such a large crowd, Zhou Yunqing had to take into account his face and demeanor, why would he quarrel with Zuo Xiaoduo, so he could only swallow his anger and hand in his hands: "The teacher's judgment is fair, we have no objection."
Ning Mei glanced at Zuo Xiaoduo, and felt for the first time that dealing with this guy, even if he had done enough mental construction, it was still not easy.
Zhou Yunqing is a square person, and Zuo Xiaoduo's character is completely different. He couldn't keep up with the leaping nature of Zuo Xiaoduo's thinking.
But Zhou Yunqing's Fangzheng is the real Fangzheng, so he will always choose to be himself, and will not keep pestering Zuo Xiaoduo all the time, even if he is a little bit breathless, he will be open-minded quickly.
For this kind of person, Zuo Xiaoduo is also convinced from the bottom of his heart.
Unexpectedly not angry with him, Master Zuo is very frustrated, is it right? !
"I'm not playing hooligans!"
Li Changming blushed with anger: "I'm not playing hooligans!"
"Hey, it's not important." Zuo Xiaoduo comforted: "Who asked you to drag other girls to sleep with you"
This sentence is really full of ambiguity.
On the opposite side, Yu Yan'er screamed: "Zuo Xiaoduo!"
Zuo Xiaoduo laughed out loud. A hint of meaning flashed in his eyes; then he patted Li Changming on the shoulder.
In one sentence, he directly diverted this matter to the sky.
A tie has been determined, and other things are not important. Of course, if someone is verybsp; Zhou Yunqing had just stood up when he saw that Zuo Xiaoduo was already standing on the ring.
Zhou Yunqing drew his long sword out of its sheath, flicked the blade with his fingers, and with a clang, the long sword roared and the sword energy soared into the sky.
Walking over step by step, the momentum is rising steadily with the steps.
Zuo Xiaoduo's expression was unprecedentedly solemn, and he said lightly: "Captain Zhou, listen to my advice. When fighting me, don't use weapons."
As soon as this sentence came out, at least millions of people were speechless.
Together with the six referees, they couldn't laugh or cry.
All the students in Shuicheng No. 1 Middle School are devoted to swords, so you let them not use weapons?
Do you need to tie your hands and feet and let you fight, or simply admit defeat?
However, those who are familiar with Zuo Xiaoduo suddenly had an idea that this guy must be in the dark again!
Zhou Yunqing frowned: "Why?"
Zuo Xiaoduo flipped his wrist, and the Civet Sword was in his hand. Under the sunlight, thousands of rays of light reflected on the clear sword, as if there was a little sun in his hand.
He stretched out his hand flatly, with the sword in his hand, stretched out flatly. Just laying flat in the air, he said calmly, "My sword is named Civet; the sword is three feet long and weighs eight liang."
"This sword was given to my teacher by Marshal Dongfang, and then my teacher gave it to me."
Zuo Xiaoduo blushed without panting, and said, "This sword is said to have been made by Master Wu Kezhu, the only master craftsman in the mainland, 17,000 years ago. Cutting iron like mud, blowing hair and breaking hair, it is hard to break the sword. Soft, when soft, hard; its sharpness is recognized as the best in the world!"
Zuo Xiaoduo said seriously: "Captain Zhou, the famous striker in your palm may also belong to the divine weapon, at least it is your beloved object, the spiritual treasure of dual cultivation of life and life. But when it comes to sharpness, it must not be as sharp as mine. Civet. If it gets damagedwouldn't it be a huge loss?"
"That's why I advise you, don't use weapons to fight with me. Or change to a sword, the kind that doesn't feel bad even if it's destroyed, so as to avoid regrets for the rest of your life."
Zuo Xiaoduo said seriously: "Captain Zhou, think twice. This is just a game, and I don't want to cause you regrets that you will regret for the rest of your life."
On and off the court, referees, audience, live broadcast netizens, the whole country was speechless!
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