And the potential value and the victory are fixed, and almost all of them are stuck with the value of Sanqi.
It can be said that one problem is that most of them are similar in strength, and the outcome is close.
And the farther back, most monks have become melons.
Because most of them don’t choose to compete and rank their own strength, everything is clear.
So the whole list became a nine-story practice with Wang Mu.
This is particularly noticeable.
As the saying goes, persimmons are always soft and tender …
The top ten are fixed, and they are similar in strength. It will take a long time to play a game, and the outcome is still difficult to tell. Naturally, they all want to avoid each other and pick some soft fights.
At first glance, this list is Wang Mu’s nine-story practice list, and it’s not enough to stand out.
Then there’s nothing we can do. We can pick him to pinch
So on the sixth day, Wang Mu thought about getting into the top ten, but he didn’t want to be challenged by the top ten people in succession …
"Move the bench and wait to see this little beating today."
Qin Yuyan sat in a certain position and looked at Wang Mu from a distance. His eyes were smiling like a fox, and he was calculating, "I’ll help him teach these people a lesson one by one …"
"Then go to the afterlife mirror with him …"
Thought of this, he seems to think of something, and his face is reddish …
However …
"Did my little girl come here with your Lord’s permission?"
Suddenly a faint sound sounded from the side.
Qin Yuyan suddenly turned around and saw an ugly woman looking at herself with a face of Gherardini in the distance.
"Who are you?" Qin Yuyan jumped calmly and said, "Am I talking?"
This man is … strange.
"It doesn’t matter who I am, what matters is …" The woman squints. "I advise you not to intervene at will, so as to avoid disaster."
"I don’t understand what you said?" Qin Yuyan turned to shake head a way
"Ah …"
Faint to "Mu Gong kite, Mu Gong kite, can you finish these brothers … really …"
This sound seems to be heard by Qin Yuyan.
He turned around and looked, but he didn’t see the man.
"What people …"
He frowned slightly. Who is Mu Hong’s kite?
Chapter 12 You’ve been practicing for so long?
Wang Mu has something to say at this time.
It’s the last day, and the list will be over when everyone is steady.
The fight has also been played, and the strength has been won. Everything is fine … Right?
No, what do you want from me?
Wang Mu is trying to mix the top ten mixed names, and he thinks it should trigger the swordsmen to make friends.
"May I have a lesson on the last day of Daoyou?"
Talking is burning the sky and burning the heart in Ganzhou. This guy has a burly face and a lux eyes like flames, but he is a monk in Ganzhou
At present, it still ranks second and first. Zongyege from Taixuan Road in Ganzhou is almost parallel!
The two men played once with the same number of games, and it was almost a draw.
"Why don’t you go for a walk? You’re a monk in the middle of the foundation, and you’re interested in finding a Taoist friend who practices gas and has nine floors?"
The leaf came up proudly, "friends, let me learn. I’m not strong enough. I just built the foundation soon!" It’s just the beginning. "