In the auditorium, Ximen Lang saw the high-spirited Colbert in the middle of the rostrum. Two cold gleams flashed in his eyes, and he cursed viciously in his heart: "Asshole, you don't need to coax you now, I will give you a good look in a while."
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The host of this competition is Atwood, the most popular male host in Country M. He holds a microphone and trots all the way to the stage. He bends down to lift the rope and ducks in.
A beam of light hit the host. He had a smile on his face, looked around, and said in a mellow baritone: "Dear gentlemen and ladies, the annual World Gladiator Competition is about to begin. The following is
, we have invited the organizer of this competition, the chairman of the competition main committee, and our most respected Mr. Corbett in Las Vegas to give a speech."
Warm applause rang out, and Colbert stood up on the rostrum and delivered a passionate speech. Finally, he loudly said: "I declare that this world wrestling competition has officially begun, and the first match of the finals will be held.
Philippine Field Demons to Han Airlines vs. British Chariots of Fire Archibald.”
The host Atwood repeated in a long voice: "I would like to invite Xiang Hanhang, the powerful fighter from the Philippines in this competition... I would like to invite Archibald, the chariot of fire from the UK..."
The light beam on the stage separated from the middle, forming two light beams that quickly flashed to the left and right, landing at the two side doors of the arena. Then, two topless players wearing only shorts appeared in a show of force, shaking.
He held his head like a domineering crab, followed by more than a dozen followers.
Seeing the contestants appear, the audience in the arena stood up, cheered, and burst into excitement.
"Fighting the Demon in the Field, well done. You have to keep up the good work. I believe you will win. Don't let me down, Qianwa."
"Chariot of Fire, you are the best. Come on, kill your opponent and twist off that guy's head..."
Supporters from both sides cheered for their chosen gladiators, and the atmosphere was lively.
Ximenlang looked at the two awesome guys and saw that the field demon on the left was 1.75 meters tall, with long hair tied back with a black belt, a dark face, strong muscles, and a fierce look in his eyes.
The light is like a hungry wild wolf. The Fiery Battle on the right is about 1.9 meters tall. He is 240 to 50 pounds tall and strong. He has a shiny bald head and is as fierce as a polar bear.
The appearance of the two people was very much like a show, extremely fancy. The wild demon took a few steps and turned a few violent somersaults, cleanly and neatly, and received enthusiastic cheers from the crowd.
Not to be outdone, Chariot of Fire beat his chest with two iron fists, making a terrifying thumping sound, and roared wildly, "I want to kill, I want to kill..." making everyone scream like crazy again.
Today's Ximen Lang has great martial arts skills, as if he has been reborn. He looked at the steps and movements of the two contestants and judged the opponent's potential speed and explosive power. He had a look of disdain in his eyes. Damn it, that's it.
These guys have also made it to the finals. If it weren’t for me, I could knock them to the ground with three punches and two kicks...
The two girls next to Ximenlang were Zhuque and Qiao Ling'er. The light fragrance filled the air around them, which made him enjoy it very much.
Not only was Qiao Ling'er small in appearance, her personality was as innocent and lively as a luoli. She looked at the two contestants who appeared with interest and said with a smile: "It's really fun. One looks like a monkey, and the other looks like a blind bear."
, it’s time for the two of them to have a fight later, the World Gladiator Competition, I think it’s the animal world, and the contestants are like wild beasts.”
These words made Ximen Lang and the other girls burst into laughter. Looking carefully, they saw that it was really the case. With a slight smile on his face, Suzaku said, "Not to mention, Ling'er's metaphor is indeed quite appropriate."
Qiao Ling'er asked with a smile, "Little..." Before she could say the word "Lang", she found her sister Qiao Yu'er next to her pulling her with her hand. She suddenly realized something was wrong and hurriedly changed her words: "Master, look at these two players.
Which one has a greater chance of winning?"
Ximen Lang smiled and said: "The strength of the two of them is almost the same, each has its own characteristics. The field demon is flexible and fast enough. The fire chariot is powerful and seems to have strong resistance to attacks. So, it's really true.
No matter who wins or loses, it all depends on how they perform on the spot."
Qiao Ling'er stuck out her tongue and said, "Khan, you didn't tell me, I asked you to choose one of them?"
Ximen Lang smiled and said: "Well, I choose Chariot of Fire to win. After all, this guy is big and can withstand beatings."
Qiao Ling'er rolled her dark eyes and said with a smile: "Then I choose to win with the wild demon. Master, why don't we bet on something, place a small bet?"
Ximen Lang said with great interest: "I agree. Let's do this. Let's make a bet with kisses. If you lose, I will kiss you. If I lose, you will kiss me..."
Qiao Ling'er's face flushed immediately, and she said coquettishly: "Damn it, I won't bet with you. In the end, no matter whether you win or lose, you will take advantage, and you will die!"
The old man Ximen Lang pretended to be was very disrespectful and said shamelessly: "Who took advantage of you? Besides, you are my little wife, what can I do with a kiss?"
Qiao Ling'er blushed and glared at him, saying angrily: "I hate it, you old guy is not ashamed..."
Ximen Lang secretly laughed in his heart and stopped bickering with her. Instead, he put a big hand under Qiao Ling'er's skirt, landed on her smooth legs, and walked upwards... Then, he put his head next to her ear and spoke with a very low
The voice said: "Ling'er, you seem to have grown again recently, and the grass is growing..."
"You... bad guy..." Qiao Ling'er's face turned red, and she reached out her little hand and pinched the fake old guy hard. However, she felt warm and sweet in her heart. She did not reject her boyfriend's entanglement, and allowed him to do whatever he wanted.
The pleasure that slowly came over me.
Suzaku was as attentive as a hair. Although there was a lot of noise in the arena, she quickly noticed the inappropriate behavior of her boyfriend. She secretly laughed in her heart. This guy really had a leisurely mind. He didn't even look at where he was before he acted randomly. She turned her head,
He put his mouth close to his boyfriend's ear and teased in a low voice: "Don't bully underage | young girls. You are committing a crime..."
Ximen Lang chuckled, "Okay, now I'm bullying an adult woman. Isn't it a crime?" He stretched out his other hand, got into Suzaku's skirt, and snaked upwards in the same way...
Suzaku trembled all over and almost screamed. She barely held it back, leaning against her boyfriend with her soft body, as if she had no strength at all...