The little domineering president of Mo Yinhe pursed his lips: "No need."

At this moment, he changed his clothes, which were worn by the children during the martial arts training class of the martial arts museum. It was cool and cute.

But after the two officially started the competition, Wang Jian still had to let him go, otherwise he would feel that the victory would not be strong.

Even with the three moves, Wang Jian felt that he was not good at winning. This was really a depressing competition.

Who knew that Wang Jian regretted it as soon as Mo Yinhe made his first move. He never expected that this little guy would be so strong.

Just now, seeing Mo Yinhe beat Wang Yang into a pig, Wang Jian thought that Wang Yang was ignorant, but he actually underestimated the enemy. But he had already said that he would let three moves. If he fights back now, wouldn't he beating himself?

Wang Jian was born arrogant and refused to let himself be slapped in the face in public, so he took the first move and the second move.

When taking the third move, Wang Jian staggered and took several steps back.

Mo Yinhe looked at Wang Jian with his thin little cold lips: "Can you have a formal competition now?"

If someone else asks him, that's all his ability, so Mo Yinhe retains his strength in the first three moves, but the fourth move is different. The little guy Mo Yinhe has no plans to compete with others slowly. The effect he wants is to win with one move.

In the stands, a servant came over with pastries and tea. Ye Xingguang ordered a cup of milk tea on the way, and now he was just here to deliver it.

She poked the straw into the milk tea cup and was about to take a sip of the iced milk tea. But then, at this moment, a scream suddenly came from the scene. She looked up curiously and happened to see the handsome Wang Jian flying out of the competition venue.

According to the rules of the game, once both sides leave the competition field, they will be judged to be lost.

"What's going on? What's going on? How did our son fight just now? I didn't see it, ah, I really want to watch the replay."

Ye Junqing stretched out his long legs.

"What does it mean? Our son kicked the man out of the competition venue with one kick? Just like kicking the young man who was ignorant of the sky and the earth just now?"

Ye Junqing nodded gracefully, his eyes full of appreciation for his son, and his bloodline was kept in his body!

"Wow!" Everyone present stood up.

"What's going on? Wang Jian was kicked out of the competition by a five-year-old child? I'm not mistaken? I'm sure it was Wang Jian, not Wang Yang? This is impossible!"

"Wang Jian underestimates the enemy! This child is not simple! You can see when you beat Wang Yang just now that he has some ability, but Wang Jian did not take him seriously. If he did not underestimate the enemy, he would never give this child an opportunity to kick him out of the competition!"

In and out of the way, they are unwilling to admit that Mo Yinhe relies on his true skills!

Wang Jian himself was stunned and wanted to get up from the ground, but he was lifted up his legs. At this moment, his legs were numb and painful, and he couldn't stand up at all.

Wang Jian was lying on the ground, and never thought that this would end like this: "No! Come again!"

The domineering president of Mo Yinhe pulled his cool and cute little clothes, stood condescendingly on the martial arts, and looked at Wang Jian in the audience with contempt: "I never give losers a second chance!"

"I don't believe it!"

The domineering president of Mo Yinhe stood up with his hands: "There are more things you don't believe in. I'm not your mother, and I have no obligation to appease your unwilling heart. Who will go to the second game?"

"I'll do it!" At this time, another young talent, who is in his thirties this year, has higher martial arts attainments than Wang Jian's. His name is Wang Yuan.
Chapter completed!