Teach your wife to live for a thousand years

Chapter 223 Did I Win?
"asshole!"

Zhuang Yiming was ashamed and angry, without even thinking about it, he punched out a third-order peak aura, and punched directly behind him.

Even if his punches can't touch Ye Yuye, even if he doesn't even have the corner of his clothes, his extraordinary power is enough to severely injure Ye Yuye!

The fat cat in Ye Yuye's arms seemed to have noticed something, it meowed, and climbed up her shoulders along the skirt of the clothes.

"open!"

Zhuang Yiming shouted angrily, his face was ugly and frightening, it was undoubtedly a shame for Zhuang Yiming to be treated like this by an ordinary person.

Ye Yuye couldn't see Zhuang Yiming's expression, so he said patiently, "Wait."

These three words are enough to be harsh.

Zhuang Yiming's veins bulged, and he shouted angrily: "Ye Yuye, what are you trying to play, let me go!"

On the young man's face, the previous assertive self-confidence was gone, his facial features were slightly distorted, his exposed neck stretched upwards, and his veins bulged.

Fat Maoer glanced at the back of the man's head contemptuously, what a fool.

Ye Yuye did not let go of Zhuang Yiming's plan, and accurately found the middle-aged mentor under the ring.

The middle-aged mentor looked at Ye Yuye in astonishment, but didn't understand why he looked at him.

"Did I win?"

His voice was lazy and flat, very light and casual, the boy was asking the middle-aged mentor.

"This……"

The middle-aged instructor first looked at the faces of those from the God of War Department, then looked at the two people on the ring with complicated eyes, and said, "Theoretically, it doesn't count, unless the other party admits defeat or knocks down the ring."

"Is it."

Ye Yuye's eyes narrowed slightly, and he loosened his hand slightly, Zhuang Yiming's expression brightened, and he broke free without thinking.

Boy, you're done!

Zhuang Yiming turned around, a wave of murderous intent gushed out from the bottom of his eyes, and a third-order strange force gushed out from his fists, blasting out.

at the same time.

Ye Yuye glanced at him briefly, and without fear of the aura from the third-level strength, he raised his foot and kicked Zhongzhuang Yiming in the abdomen, kicking him out of the ring in a daze.

"bump."

Zhuang Yiming fell out of the ring hard, his brain still a little dazed, he never thought that he would lose to an ordinary person, and he was still in such a mess.

All around, the people who were still chatting and laughing suddenly silenced, and all their attention was focused on the two people.

On the ring, that young man in ancient robes.

And, Zhuang Yiming who was still a little dazed lying on the ground.

At this time, among the crowd.

Gu Zhaoyan's pupils shrank slightly. He first looked at the young man in white on the ring, and then at Fu Xiaoxiao who was beside him with a calm face.

Why does he feel that this guy seems to know something?
Gu Zhaoyan looked at Fu Xiaoxiao strangely for a while, but he couldn't say the questions that confused him after all.

There was a trace of surprise in Duan Yang's eyes, but soon there was a cold snort, this kick was not strong at all, Zhuang Yiming is an idiot.

Zhuang Yiming's face turned red for a while, then turned blue for a while, his complexion was very ugly, as if he ate a fly and got stuck in his throat and suffocated.

this moment.

Someone's eyes widened, and he blurted out in shock: "What's going on? Why did Zhuang Yiming fall down as soon as I regained my mastery?"

As someone uttered the first sentence, the endless discussions all around exploded.

"This time Zhuang Yiming was ashamed, even though he lost to the Masked Soul King last time, that guy is also a supernatural being.
What is Ye Yuye, he is just an ordinary person, Zhuang Yiming can't even beat an ordinary person, what a shame. "

(End of this chapter)