After glancing at the clock on the wall, she rubbed her eyes in disbelief, and then said in shock: "I'm dizzy. It's almost ten o'clock. Have I slept for so long?"
Thinking of last night, she and Zhang Yuning worked hard to get it, working tirelessly until three o'clock in the morning.
Sun Lin quickly covered her head in the quilt again and rolled around on the hotel bed.
"Oh, I'm so embarrassed!"
After a long while, feeling a little hypoxic, she finally got her head out of bed.
I don't know what she thought of, but there was a smile on Sun Lin's white face, and her big eyes were watery.
At this moment, she seemed to have lost her original greenness and tenderness overnight, becoming mature and charming.
Between every frown and every smile, there is a beauty that touches people's hearts.
"Oh, I almost forgot about the main thing. Where is the remote control? The game will start soon, right?" After finding the remote control, Sun Lin quickly switched from one channel to another, staring at it with a pair of big bright eyes.
Looking for familiar figures on the TV screen.
"Found it!"
Suddenly, looking at Zhang Yuning, who was calmly stepping onto the ring slowly, Sun Lin's eyes lit up: "Fortunately, I caught up with him. It seems that the game hasn't officially started yet!"
"Come on, old man!" Taking advantage of Zhang Yuning's absence and her alone in the room, Sun Lin finally called out the somewhat unspeakable title.
As soon as these words came out of her mouth, Sun Lin's pretty face suddenly turned red, her eyes were blurred, and her little head was almost on fire.
At this moment, Sun Lin heard the shocking slogan "Zhang Yuning, the orphaned hero, who is physically disabled but strong in spirit" was heard by the audience at Fengchao Stadium in unison.
Sun Lin looked startled, and then she couldn't help rolling her eyes wildly, and said angrily: "My husband is amazing, you are all slandering and slandering!"
"Hmph! When my husband kills everyone, I will show you how powerful he is."
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Fengchao Sports Center.
On stage nine.
Listening to the slogans in his ears, the veins on Zhang Yuning's forehead protruded and he almost spurted out a mouthful of blood.
Especially when he looked at the player from the Quancheng representative team opposite him, a tall guy, holding a big bag of potato chips and stuffing them into his mouth, Zhang Yuning was really angry.
.
What do you mean?
You’ve already entered the ring, and you’re still munching on potato chips?
Do you look down on me so much?
Do you really think I have no face?
Just when Zhang Yuning's thoughts were racing, Zhou Shiqi's eyes flashed with a rich golden light.
Then, he immediately sent a message to Zhang Yuning: "Ayu, don't underestimate your opponent."
"Your opponent is very unusual. He is the player with the highest cultivation level on the Quancheng representative team, with a level three cultivation level."
"Not only is his cultivation higher than yours, he also has a special power hidden in his body."
"I guess he is still a superpower!"
"So, use your trump card as soon as possible!"
"It's important to remember that this trump card has a time limit."
"With your current fifth-grade cultivation, you can only last for an hour at most."
"Once the time exceeds, you will fall into a weak state with no strength to restrain yourself."
From the corner of his eye, he secretly glanced at Zhou Shiqi, who had a solemn expression under the ring, and Zhang Yuning nodded slightly without any trace.
Immediately, he took a deep breath, and a trace of determination flashed in his eyes.
In the next second, he crushed the pill wrapped in a wax shell that had been under his tongue, then mixed it with saliva and swallowed it into his belly.
Soon, he felt as if there was a fire burning in his belly.
A flash of pain flashed in his eyes. Zhang Yuning gritted his teeth and clenched his fists so hard that his nails were completely dug into his flesh.
The veins on his forehead and neck were exposed, making his originally pretty face suddenly look ferocious and terrifying.
"Huh huh huh..." His breathing was rapid and heavy.
After a long while, Zhang Yuning, who was still a little frightened, let out a breath, and then he slowly raised his head and turned his gaze to the opponent who was facing him with a confused look on his face.
Feeling the violent power surging within his body, Zhang Yuning couldn't wait to start using and displaying this powerful power.
As a result, he clasped his fists calmly: "Zhang Yuning, please give me some advice!"
"I know you are very strong, and you have hidden methods, so I will use my full strength from the beginning!"
With that said, Zhang Yuning took out a small sheathed sword as long as an index finger from his trouser pocket.
After taking the sword out of its sheath and pouring the zhenqi into it.
This small sword, as long as the index finger, seemed to be inflated and suddenly expanded to three feet long.
"Swish, swish, swish!" The three-foot long sword, which was shining with cold light, was played back and forth several times by Zhang Yuning.
"Ruyi Divine Weapon?!"
Not only Zhang Yuning's opponent was shocked, but most of the audience at the scene was also shocked and confused.
The previous scene of Chang Yuntao holding the square-shaped halberd is still vivid in my mind.
At that time, after seeing the large and small Fang Tian painted halberd, many people inquired about the Ruyi Divine Weapon.
Finally, someone familiar with the matter broke the news that the so-called Ruyi Magic Weapon is a weapon that only a master refiner can refine and is extremely valuable.
Moreover, even a master of weapon refining has a certain success rate when refining, and it is impossible to successfully refine every weapon.
However, now, looking at the three-foot long sword in Zhang Yuning's hand, many people are starting to doubt it.
Could it be that the so-called priceless Ruyi Divine Weapon has become as worthless as cabbage on the street?
Otherwise, why did two members of the Shanghai-Hai team use the Ruyi Shenbing?
At the scene, apart from the people from the Shanghai Representative Team, the only real insiders were those who had dealt with Erha's clone and knew its identity as a master of weapon refining.
At this time, Tang Qianhe, who was sitting in front of the rostrum, twitched slightly at the corner of his mouth: "What the hell, is that dead dog Wang Dazhuang equipped with a Ruyi magic weapon for each of his contestants?"
"Is it so luxurious?"
At the same time, in the Fengchao Sports Center, the Suncheon City representative team, which had not yet had their turn to play, was watching the live broadcast on the monitor in the lounge.
"Fuck!" After seeing the three-foot long sword in Zhang Yuning's hand, Xiao Jianren's eyes widened, and he jumped up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.
"How shameless!" Xiao Jianren and Tang Qianhe both thought of it together. Based on his understanding of the dead dog, it was really possible to equip each of its players with a Ruyi Divine Weapon.