The most powerful emperor in the city

Chapter 141 The Story of Tian Ji's Horse Racing

"Captain, you can't blame Xiao Ma for this. You also know that he has always had low self-esteem because of the pockmarks on his face. When he sees someone more handsome than him, he will definitely be furious."

"However, this is also good, maybe he will kill that boy with one move, and we can end the game earlier."

A young man with a cockscomb head said.

After listening to Captain Zhong Hai, he felt that it was right, so he stopped entangled.

On the Dou Lingtai, the spell attack is the bait, and the real backer is Xiao Ma.

Facing the coming attack, Lin Yu remained calm and analyzed calmly.

"Forget it, it's better to punch him in seconds."

37 soul powers, this is the power created by Xiaoma. Lin Yu wanted to see what kind of spells the spiritual master in Zhonghai City had, but what he saw was such a low-level move, so he lost interest immediately.

He stood where he was, motionless as a mountain.

He waited until the talisman paper was about to hit his face, and then he punched out his right fist amidst the lightning.

The same cyan light flashed, covering Lin Yu's entire fist.

In an instant, on the Dou Lingtai, the talisman paper that was still advancing seemed to be blocked by a force, stagnant in mid-air, and would fall to the ground at any moment.

Xiao Ma only felt that Lin Yu's fist was heading towards him, and he couldn't even breathe smoothly, so his face changed drastically.

In any case, he never thought that a young man who was looked down upon by them could emit a soul power that surpassed his own.

Moreover, this power is so great that it can almost be compared with the captain!
"impossible!"

Xiao Ma's eyes widened, and he was extremely shocked: "He is just the cannon fodder of the Shicheng Contract Team, how could he be so strong? If he is so strong, then the others are not stronger? In this way, our Zhonghai Contract Team is going to fuck! is fake!"

"Hey, put your face on, I'm going to fight."

Lin Yu said lightly.

My girlfriend said that if I want to beat this nasty guy so badly that even his mother can't recognize him, Lin Yu naturally has to do it.

In an instant, the shadow of the fist bloomed, hitting Xiao Ma's right cheek.

Xiao Ma's face changed again, because he felt how strong this punch would be, and he would definitely not be able to take it.

But it was too late to retreat, so he had to desperately move his head along the fist to reduce some force.

It's a pity that this is not an ordinary blow. Lin Yu's punch is blessed with the spiritual power of forty soul fires. It is really whimsical to reduce the pressure just by shifting his head!

Bang!
A heavy muffled sound came out, Xiao Ma's body flew out, and everyone in Zhong Hai's contract team had their eyes fixed there.

This scene, they couldn't believe it was real.

One punch, the opponent only punched, not only broke Xiao Ma's spell, but even the person who cast it was blown away, it's too ridiculous!

Xiao Ma fell to the edge of the Douling Terrace, and then stood up with all his strength. His right cheek was already swollen like a piece of bread, and there was a lot of blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.

"puff!"

He opened his mouth to spit out the blood in his mouth, and even spit out several teeth.

"How is it possible? I, Xiao Ma, was actually defeated by a handsome guy. How is it possible..."

Xiao Ma's pupils were a little dizzy, unable to accept such a cruel fact.

If the opponent was a man who was as ugly as him, maybe it would not be so painful. The key point is that the opponent is young and so handsome, so he can't accept this reality even more.

After staggering a few times and plopping, Xiao Ma fell to the ground again, this time she passed out directly.

"The winner is Lin Yu from the Shicheng contract team. After 2 minutes, the Zhonghai contract team will send the No.2 spiritual master to play!"

The referee said loudly.

"Oh my god, it's another one-punch kill. It's really Lin Yu. I love you so much!"

As soon as the result of the competition was announced, the audience cheered.

"Haha, as I said long ago, no one can make Lin Yu's opponent make a second punch, haha!"

"Cut, it's just beating a pockmark, it's not winning the game. Don't forget, the core players of the Zhonghai contract team haven't played yet. What are you happy about?"

If someone cheers, someone must be disdainful. The audience is like this. Unless you really win to the end, don't let everyone agree.

"Lingling, are you satisfied with my punch?"

Standing on the Dou Lingtai, Lin Yu waved loudly to Luo Ling and said.

"Satisfied, my boyfriend is the most handsome, okay!"

Regardless of other people's eyes, Luo Ling jumped up and kept blowing kisses to Lin Yu.

"Hehe, President Luo, is that your niece? She's really lively."

On the VIP table, a middle-aged fat man wearing sunglasses said to Luo Haoran playfully.

"Where, let the annual president 'cheap' laugh."

Luo Haoran answered with a pun.

This middle-aged fat man is the president of the Zhonghai City Spirit Extermination Association. The two can be said to be deadly rivals. In order to be promoted to a fourth-tier psychic city, they often fight secretly.

However, although Luo Haoran refused to admit defeat in front of the annual president, he was extremely annoyed. With so many people watching, his niece blew a kiss to that brat Lin Yu. He didn't pay attention to the image of everyone's lady.

When you go home, you must educate yourself well.

"Miss Wang, the first match of Lin Yu's decisive battle seems to be very surprising. I'm afraid it will attract the attention of many psychic reporters, right?"

At the press table, Reporter Sun glanced at Wang Xiaoqi beside him, and spoke lightly.

"In the first game, he did play well. Unfortunately, he had to lose the entire game just to show off. It's a bit of an upside-down."

Wang Xiaoqi shook her head and said.

"Huh? Why do you think so?"

When Reporter Sun heard this, he immediately asked suspiciously.

"Reporter Sun, have you heard the story of Tian Ji's horse racing?"

Wang Xiaoqi didn't answer the question instead.

"Yes, I heard from my teacher when I was in primary school that Tian Ji raced horses with King Qi Wei, and Lao Tian used his inferior horses to compete with King Wei's high-grade horses. The story of Wang’s medium horse and Qiwei King’s low horse finally winning the race.”

Reporter Sun nodded.

"It seems that you remember quite clearly."

Wang Xiaoqi said with a smile.

"That is, when I was in school, I was the Chinese class representative every year..."

Reporter Sun said proudly, suddenly he realized something, and exclaimed in astonishment: "You mean, Lin Yu is a high-class horse, while the opponent's Xiao Ma is a low-class horse. In the end, the Shicheng contract team will be like King Qi Wei , did you lose this game?"

"That's right, that's exactly what I mean. Based on what I know about the Zhonghai Contract Team, Xiao Ma is just the weakest member of their team. It's very accurate to use an inferior horse to describe him."

"But Lin Yu is the top horse of the Shicheng contract team. The opponent uses the low horse to fight the top horse. Even if he loses, it doesn't matter. But next, Lin Yu will face the real strong of the opponent. I'm afraid he wants to win again. , it’s a little difficult.”

Wang Xiaoqi analyzed.

(End of this chapter)