God level funny comparison system

"What are you doing again?" The audience was obviously also puzzled, didn't they say to shake hands?Why did you take a picture?

"Could it be that this is a newly invented way of shaking hands? It's so weird."

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But on the stage, Wu Fan opened his mouth wide, staring at his cuffs in horror, then slowly raised his head, his horrified eyes fell on Zhang Long's face.

"You, how do you know?" He tremblingly said.

"Know what?" Zhang Long blinked, pretending to be puzzled.

"Ah..." Without answering Zhang Long, Wu Fan suddenly opened his mouth and yelled. The voice was shocking, sobbing ghosts and gods. The audience who were thinking below were all shocked, and then all focused their eyes on Wu Fan. body.

Before the voice fell, Wu Fan turned around and ran. Unfortunately, after running two steps, he stopped in place, and saw a thick liquid emerge from his cuff, spreading along his arm in an extremely fast way. , In just two steps, the liquid covered half of his body.

"Zombie liquid?" Countless people exclaimed in horror!

"No wonder, no wonder!"

"It turns out that Zhang Long found out that he had hidden zombie liquid, so he slapped his cuff on purpose? Strong, tough, what kind of eyes are you, can you spot them?"

"Wow... Wu Fan is awesome now, haha..."

The scene exploded, and everyone shouted with extreme excitement.

All the masters in the viewing room also stood up, especially Wu Fan's father Wu Bufeng, looking at Wu Fan who was gradually hardening at this moment, his face was twisted into a chrysanthemum.

Although this zombie liquid will not kill people, it can make people lose all mobility in a short period of time. Without the strength of the acquired stage, it is impossible to break free from the hardening of the muscles caused by the zombie liquid. Wu Fan obviously does not have this strength. Then he can only wait for Zhang Long to ravage him.

Lost, completely lost, the plan failed again.

Liang Yuesheng in the audience was once again sluggish, and his heart fell to the bottom of the valley abruptly, fragmented.

He is staring at Zhang Long's eyes now, and his eyes are slowly filled with fear, as if Zhang Long is no longer Zhang Long at this moment, but a sophisticated scanning instrument, the kind that can penetrate all the conspiracies in minutes, you Sister, it's too scary.

Soon, Wu Fan on the ring completely turned into a sculpture, his whole body was pitch-black, and he just kept running and stood in place, looking like the little iron man trophy in the sports meeting back then.

"Yeah? What's the matter?" Zhang Long smiled, took out a cigarette and lit it, shaking his legs, and walked over leisurely with a happy face.

"Papa!" He raised his long sword and slapped Wu Fan's face twice, the crisp sound was like patting on a stone.Wu Bufeng in the viewing room closed his eyes, he couldn't bear to look straight at him, he could think on his knees how miserable his son would be in the future, it was too embarrassing, stealing a chicken would cost him a lot of rice.But Wu Fan was in the arena after all, no matter how anxious Wu Bufeng was, he could only bear it. He could only close his eyes and try to calm down.

"Petrified?" Zhang Long withdrew his long sword, approached Wu Fan's eyes, and smiled mockingly.

Wu Fan's two eyes can still move, but now they are full of tears, the humiliation, the fear, all vividly expressed in his eyes, just looking at Zhang Long tearfully, like a pig's head on a chopping board Like looking at the butcher.

"Haha..." Zhang Long suddenly laughed wildly.

"Fuck you!" Then, he suddenly yelled angrily, turned around and kicked in a roundabout way, and the sole of his flip-flops landed heavily on Wu Fan's face.

"Boom!" As if kicking on a rock, a circle of dust exploded, and Wu Fan's entire stiff body turned over and flew towards the audience.

"Aha, let me go back!" Zhang Long's loud laughter came again, and the next second, he rushed out like a streamer, his feet were a little above the bandages on the edge of the ring, and he turned around again. A roundhouse kick.

"Boom!" Wu Fan's body that was about to fly out was hit back again...

Then came the sound of booming, and under Zhang Long's feet, the sculptural Wu Fan turned into a football, and black shadows shuttled across the ring, and in the air, Wu Fan turned into black shadows and followed Zhang Long His figure kept flying in the area of ​​the arena, and the sour feeling of thumping was unbelievable.

Countless spectators bared their teeth and grinned, it hurt to watch.

As for the students of Kewu University, they had already burst out laughing.

After fighting for 2 minutes, Zhang Long finally gave up and kicked Wu Fan off the ring. Zhao Hai in the audience had been waiting for a long time. Wu Fan walked away with a stiff posture.

The arena was quiet again, but the laughter on the scene didn't stop for a long time. Even the students of Huajie University laughed with all kinds of nerves. After all, Wu Fan is also from Kewu University.

Except for Wu Fan's father, Wu Bufeng, almost everyone in the audience was laughing. Several masters in the viewing room couldn't help laughing. Some were afraid of Wu Bufeng, but they just suppressed their laughter. Guoguo sneered.

Especially Zhang Lei, the old man was laughing wildly while pointing at Wu Bufeng with his hands. He wanted to say something for a while, but was interrupted by the laughter. That expression made Wu Bufeng blush and drank angrily. With a sound, he flew out of the viewing room and ran away in a hurry.

"This kid's insight is really terrifying. He seems to have received professional training." Han Xiaole, who had not left the audience, looked at Zhang Long on the stage and murmured.

"Hehe, this is what makes me strange, either, he has really been trained by a master, or he is just very talented, and no matter what, it is enough for him to be called a genius." Qin Yang did not hesitate. He praised without hesitation, and then he turned back, looked at Han Xiaole with a smile and said: "There are things in him that you can learn from, such as the sentence that Zhang Long said before, if you are not familiar with it, there is no need to give credit. , in fact, if you carefully observe the actions of the player named Wu Fan and the players who played before, you can easily find that they have premeditated plans."

After finishing speaking, Qin Yang didn't stay any longer, he glanced at Zhang Long on the stage, then turned and left.

And Han Xiaole stared at Zhang Long blankly, stood for a long time before leaving, when he turned around, his red lips were slightly pursed, and a look of shame appeared in his beautiful eyes.

Back when he was at the base, Zhang Long seemed to Han Xiaole to be a bastard who did all kinds of evil. As for strength and talent, he had nothing to do with him.

However, in just one or two months, Zhang Long's reputation was changing rapidly as if he could see the wind and rudder. Han Xiaole was not mentally prepared at all. Thinking about it at this time, Zhang Long was self-righteous at the beginning, but it seemed that he was self-righteous. You are right.

With a wry smile, Han Xiaole looked back at Zhang Long again, and left dejectedly. On the way, she couldn't help imagining in her heart that if she had treated Zhang Long better in the base, maybe the light on the stage now The eye-catching and handsome young man will mention her former instructor to all the audience, and even, even praise himself for being good-looking and gentle...

It's a pity, it's just thinking about it, who made me not see it at the beginning, who made me not have the unique insight like Qin Yang.

I don't know why, Han Xiaole suddenly felt a sour feeling in his heart, and his eyes were also sour, with tears welling up...

It wasn't until the funny host came out and chattered into the microphone for a long time that the wild laughter finally subsided, and the host also announced the next challenger... Liang Yuesheng!

Unlike Han Xiaole, Liang Yuesheng didn't feel sore, but a kind of pain, a kind of unspeakable pain.

At this time, looking at Zhang Long who was waving to the audience in all directions on the stage, looking like a great man, Liang Yuesheng felt pain everywhere in his internal organs, brain and soul, and his whole body was not well.

It stands to reason that Liang Yuesheng would never lose to Zhang Long, regardless of his talent, family background or hard work, but Mao is such a result?

Could it be that there is something wrong with his character?

But he quickly shook his head to dispel this idea. In today's world, martial arts are rising, strength is respected, intrigues are common, intrigues are everywhere, and there are stepping stones to reach high places. Putting a black knife is nothing, so he thinks he is doing the right thing.

At the same time, he also believes that there is no right or wrong in this world!
At this time, if a beautiful woman who studies philosophy from a women's aristocratic college is pulled out, Liang Yuesheng will definitely be slapped. If there is no right or wrong in the world, then this sentence itself will not know right or wrong, and it will have no meaning .

So, Liang Yuesheng went astray.

Seeing Liang Yuesheng walk out with a gloomy face, all the contestants who were laughing immediately quieted down, especially the people from Kewu University, their faces were full of resentment, Qin Yang was not the only one who saw the clue, These students who knew Zhang Long, Liang Yuesheng, and Wu Fanyi, who had been playing tricks one after another, could easily see that Zhang Long and them had a relationship with each other. It was premeditated, and it was specifically aimed at Zhang Long.

Liang Yuesheng, who is the smartest and not bad in strength, is the leader.

Now, since childhood, the leaders of the two camps have stood on the stage, one is Zhang Long, the other is Liang Yuesheng, one is wearing pants and slippers, and the other is wearing a dress similar to a war robe.

The dress is black and white, and the collar is firm, which undoubtedly shows Liang Yuesheng's upright figure. With a delicate face instead of handsome, and a few feminine faces in the sternness, it looks dignified. It looks like a tall type , In this regard, Zhang Long has indeed been dumped for a few days.

But people are not optimistic about him, even though Zhang Long is very funny in his clothes, but in people's hearts he is already a shining super god-like existence, no, he is a god!