My system, you can't mess with it

Chapter 393 I slipped and fell (one more)
The host's heart is broken.

I frankly asked you if you had anything to say about three vs one, and you advertised me again.

You're addicted to advertising, aren't you?

And what the hell is your Indian god oil!

"The hatred value from Wu Liang is +999!"

"The hatred value from Lu Fan..."

At this moment, the four little Huadans in the VIP seat were speechless.

This Xia Xing is simply too cute, facing three powerful opponents, he is still in the mood to advertise.

Shouldn't you win yourself a bit of a rules advantage?

"The hatred value from Zhao Xiaoying is +99!"

"The hatred value from Yang Weiwei is +66!"

"From..."

At this time, Chen Chichi and Lin Genggen were laughing like crazy.

"I sympathize with that host so much." Wu Cong sighed as he looked at the host's unlovely expression.

At this time, the audience on the scene and in front of the screen also recovered from their bewilderment.

"Damn it, Xia Shen posted an advertisement again, he is taking advantage of it!"

"Haha, our Xia Shen is as steady as ever, and never plays cards according to the routine."

"'I Am the God of Medicine', haha ​​Indian oil, sounds very interesting, I must check it out later."

"..."

In this way, Xia Xing successfully completed the third advertisement in the silence of everyone.

At this moment, Lu Fan is about to go mad with anger, what the fuck are you talking about, cheating me out of money, and even putting your life out of advertising.

He directly dialed the phone number of the person in charge: "You guys are still talking nonsense, don't give the phone to that Xia."

The host hurriedly snatched the microphone back from Xia Xing's hand: "Alright, since Mr. Xia has no objections, the second match will officially begin."

Hearing the host's voice, several martial arts stars who had already exhausted their energy rushed towards Xia Xing from three directions almost at the same time.

The speed of the three of them was very fast. In the blink of an eye, they were less than two meters away from Xia Xing.

Looking at the aggressive three people, Xia Xing was not in a hurry, as if he was the audience watching with his hands behind his back.

"What is Xia Xing doing? Why isn't he ready to meet the enemy!"

"That's right, standing around so stupidly and not waiting to be beaten?"

Just when everyone was worried about Xia Xing, a sudden change occurred.

thump!
A martial arts star rushing to the front suddenly stumbled under his feet and fell to his knees on the ground with a plop.

Almost at the same time, the other two also knelt down in front of Xia Xing without warning.

How is this going?

Seeing this scene, everyone was stunned.

Xia Xing obviously didn't move, why did the three of them fall together, kneeling in front of Xia Xing in a kneeling posture.

If one fell down, it can be described as a coincidence, and the three fell together, this scene is too weird.

At this moment, the scene on the ring was very funny, Xia Xing was standing in the middle, and several other people were kneeling in front of him.

Xia Xing stood where he was, looking at the three kneeling on the ground with a smile.

"Hey, what do you think you are doing? Why do you have to give such a big gift when we meet for the first time? Don't lie to me. Even if you kneel down to me, I won't give you lucky money." Xia Xing said with a look of disgust.

At this time, the three martial arts stars also looked confused.

Just now they were clearly going to attack Xia Xing, but suddenly they felt someone kicked hard on their calf, so the three of them fell to their knees.

The pain was very real, and the three of them felt that their calf had been broken.

But what made them feel weird was that there was no one around them!
The three of them wanted to stand up, but they felt a piercing pain in their calves, and they couldn't move at all.

"Fuck, no way, these three people won't break their calf."

"It looks very similar!"

"I'll go, what kind of kung fu is God Xia doing? He didn't make a move and let the three of them kneel in front of him."

Everyone looked at the scene in front of them in bewilderment.

At this time, the referee hurried over and observed the injuries of the three people.

Almost all three of them had broken legs, and they could no longer fight.

The referee quickly stopped the game, and the three were carried down directly on stretchers.

Fuck, is this the end?
Everyone was dumbfounded. They waited for half an hour, expecting to see a wonderful duel, but before the fucking fight, the three of them broke their legs.

This is so fake!

Xia Xing looked at the three martial arts stars who were being carried down, and said: "Remember to apply some Indian oil when you go back, it really works, remember to pay attention to my "I'm Not the God of Medicine" movie!

On-site referee: "..."

Three martial arts stars lying on stretchers: "..."

Live audience:"……"

What the hell, you have placed too many ads!Everyone is disabled and you still advertise!
"The hatred value from Zhou Hu is +999!"

"From..."

All of a sudden, a large wave of advertisements... No, it was a large wave of hatred pouring into the system crazily.

At this time, the live broadcast room was already shrouded in barrage.

"Fuck, are you sure this is a martial arts competition, not an advertising show?"

"What the hell, it hasn't been launched yet, and there have been three waves of advertisements. This f---ing advertisement is too arrogant."

"Xia Shen, can you be more dedicated, we are in a competition arena!"

"Haha, God of India, I'm so looking forward to that "I'm Not the God of Medicine" more and more."

"Today's group arena can be renamed "I am the God of Advertising"."

"Can I ask, what the hell is this Indian oil?"

"Fuck, you don't understand this stuff, and you still drive along?"

"..."

At this moment, the audience had already forgotten that this was a group arena match, and began to cheer themselves up on the barrage.

At this moment, Wu Yilong's expression on the ring was gloomy.

What's this called? The trash I sent up broke his leg before he even made a move.

Is it a coincidence?
But it was such a coincidence that the three of them fell together.

They would never have dreamed that the so-called coincidence was just a black foot under Xia Xing's transparent clone.

The moment the three of them rushed up, Xia Xing used the transparent avatar to directly break the legs of the three of them.

That's why the three martial arts stars knelt in front of Xia Xing.

Of course, no one else would know about this kind of thing, so it can only be attributed to an accident.

The three of them were carried off the stage, Xia Xing looked at Wu Yilong on the ring, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he hooked his fingers.

"Stop watching, you guys, let's go together."

Facing Xia Xing's provocation, Wu Yilong's lungs were about to explode.

This Xia Xing is too evil, he was scolded by Lu Fan just now, and now he can't care less about face.

What kind of martial arts spirit, the morality of the rivers and lakes go away, as long as Xia Xing is beaten to the ground.

Wu Yilong took a deep breath, and said to the other ten martial arts stars: "Let's go together."

"Go!" The other ten martial arts stars also shouted angrily, and rushed up together, forming a circle, surrounding Xia Xing in the center.

(End of this chapter)