The strongest god selection system

Li Moqing's beautiful eyes seemed to spew out fire, and she stared coldly at each other's every move.

At the moment when the opponent was about to touch her, Li Moqing dodged with incomparable dexterity, and kicked directly towards the opponent's neck with a roundabout kick.

"What a fast speed, what a quick reaction." Chen Fan, who was watching all this, couldn't help being a little surprised.

Indeed, judging from Li Moqing's shots, he could tell.

Li Moqing's kung fu is better than Qian Zhitian's.

but.

Chen Fan's complexion couldn't help but look a little ugly.

Indeed, judging from the previous attacks, this warrior from the Three Kingdoms was not Qian Zhitian's opponent, but it was obvious that the warrior from the Three Kingdoms used despicable and shameless means to defeat Qian Zhitian.

Obviously, Li Moqing will definitely end up in the same way.

Chen Fan couldn't even imagine what would happen if Li Moqing was defeated by the opponent.

But no matter what the result was, it was even worse than Qian Zhitian's.

Of course, Chen Fan probably didn't need to worry about how miserable Li Moqing's consequences would be.

But there was one thing he couldn't ignore no matter what.

That is the reputation of the Martial Arts Association, and the reputation of people who practice martial arts in Huaguo.

When Chen Fan was thinking like this, as expected, Nehru on the ring was quickly dodged by Li Moqing, and his body was injured many times.

Nehru grinned, and said hesitantly: "Beautiful lady, your kung fu is really good, but you don't know how you will behave when you are in bed."

It's good if you don't say this, but when you say it, Li Moqing is furious, "I'm courting death."

Li Moqing let out an angry roar, and suddenly, as if an extremely strong murderous aura emanated from her body, she rushed towards the opponent.

"You are not his opponent, let me do it."

At this moment, a figure suddenly jumped onto the ring, directly stopped in front of Li Moqing, said to Li Moqing with a calm and calm expression.

"I'm sparring with this scum, it's none of your business, get out of here."

Li Moqing was stunned unexpectedly, and immediately became even more furious, without thinking much, she slapped Chen Fan directly.

This palm was struck with terrifying strength, as if she and Chen Fan had some blood feud.

But how powerful Chen Fan's kung fu is, and how powerful his strength is.

Of course, he wouldn't do anything to Li Moqing first, so he dodged in a flash, looking light and fluffy.

Li Moqing was obviously taken aback, but she didn't continue to make a move. She stared at Chen Fan coldly:

"what do you mean?"

Chen Fan shrugged his shoulders: "I made it very clear, you are not the opponent of Ah Sanguo, and I don't mean Kungfu, you are not as good as the opponent, but in some despicable and shameless means."

"What do you mean?" Li Moqing's beautiful eyes flashed a look of confusion at this moment.

"What are you talking about? It's so bloody, I won't let you go." After hearing Chen Fan's words, Nehru's eyes flashed with astonishment, but soon, his face became gloomy.

Chen Fan looked at the other party, and said coldly: "You should be very clear about what I said, why, do you think you can really defeat Qian Zhitian? If it wasn't for you using despicable and shameless means, now The person who fell to the ground should be you."

"Nonsense, spitting blood." Nehru was furious and yelled at Chen Fan: "Get out of here, I am competing with this beautiful lady now, at least you are not qualified to be my opponent at all, You don't even have the qualifications to stand on the ring, so get off."

"Get off, get off!"

Under the arena, the five Asan warriors and the ten Kimchi warriors also shouted in unison at this time.

Chen Fan stood on the ring and didn't move.

Li Moqing's eyes flickered, as if she was thinking about something seriously, she asked Chen Fan in a low voice:
"Did you really find anything?"

Chen Fan nodded: "That's right, I really found something. Now is not the time to talk about it. You go down first. After this is over, I will explain it to you and everyone."

"This..." Li Moqing hesitated for a moment, and finally, she agreed, and said to Chen Fan: "I hope what you said is true, otherwise, I will never let you go, hmph."

In the end, Li Moqing stared fiercely at Chen Fan with threats in her eyes, and jumped off the ring.

Coming to Li Fangguo's side, Li Fangguo frowned and asked: "What's the matter, why did that kid go up, why did you come down, what did you guys mutter on the ring just now?"

Li Moqing naturally told Li Fangguo what Chen Fan said just now.

"What?" Li Fangguo was furious after hearing this, and looked at those Ah Sanguo, wishing he could just go there and do something.

Li Moqing immediately dissuaded: "President, don't be impulsive. Now it seems that this matter is only Chen Fan's one-sided opinion. What to do next depends on Chen Fan's kung fu and whether he can be the opponent of these foreign warriors. "

Li Fangguo snorted coldly: "It would be strange for him to be the opponent of these foreign warriors."

Li Moqing looked at Chen Fan on the ring, and said, "That's not necessarily the case, I can feel that he has a lot of self-confidence."

Li Fangguo still didn't believe it: "It's just a brat who speaks wild words. No matter how good his kung fu is, can he compare to your senior brother? Even your senior brother is not the opponent of the opponent. How could this kid be the opponent of the opponent? The other party used a dirty trick, and even your senior brother couldn't hide it, so how could he be able to dodge it."

Li Moqing didn't speak any more, her eyes were only looking at Chen Fan on the ring.

In fact, she knew in her heart that when Qian Zhitian was defeated by the opponent, her heart skipped a beat, and she was very likely to be defeated by the opponent.

The opponent's kung fu is really beyond her expectations, let alone there are 15 other opponents.

At this moment, Chen Fan suddenly stood up, which inexplicably gave Li Moqing a little more confidence in Chen Fan, and said secretly in her heart:
"I sincerely hope that you can impress me and defeat this scumbag."

Indeed, she also knew that even if the other party used dirty tricks, Qian Zhitian couldn't avoid it. If it was her, would she be able to avoid it?

"Boy, you're looking for death." Nehru gritted his teeth at Chen Fan, as if he and Chen Fan had some blood feud.