Stunning Thief: The First Useless Firewood in History

Chapter 161 The mask and the phantom - all broken
"Master...Master, how did she grow her brain?"

On the top floor, the fat man who came back here after escorting the 'gold coins' pointed to Qingcheng below, and his words were not smooth.

"Impressed?"

Feng Yuchen looked down quietly, stretched out his hand, and traced her outline from the air.

She is a bright little girl, she always does something that everyone doesn't expect.

Moreover, it is the master who never suffers every time.

The fat man gulped down two mouthfuls of saliva, "I'm convinced, I'm completely convinced. Let's not mention strength, just this IQ, it's just too damn shameful."

Because of the master, he expected that Qingcheng would win in the end, but he didn't expect the process to be like this.

In his opinion, Qingcheng and Li Tianmu's strengths are very different, without the blessing of foreign objects, Qingcheng will definitely lose.

To use a vivid analogy, the two people are like a vegetable leaf fighting with a kitchen knife, and the result is undoubtedly okay, the knife cuts the vegetable leaf, properly.

Allure is the vegetable leaf.

Clinker, she forcibly corroded the kitchen knife with vegetable leaves, and then broke it off!
This can be called a miracle in the counterattack world, a standard example of the weak defeating the strong.

As early as when he grabbed the whip, Qingcheng established the final victory.

"Who would have thought that this young man would be so awesome?"

"We have all suffered from those gossip."

"If this is useless, then what are we? What the hell?"

At this time, everyone was completely overwhelmed by Qingcheng's means.

but……

"I'm afraid Li Tianmu is going to die of aggrieved?"

The first genius of Rosta Academy lost here just like this, and he was defeated so badly that he was powerless to turn around.

First, he was crushed by his strength, and then by his intelligence.

If it's a thin-skinned person, I'm afraid I can't help but want to commit suicide, right?

Qingcheng was not surprised by this ending.

Sometimes, stronger is not better.

As long as it is used properly, weak things can kill invisible.

She has a certain accurate understanding of her own strength, and in a one-on-one situation, she can kill enemies of a higher level.

If there are two, it is not difficult to die.

The winner must still be yourself.

Qingcheng picked up the ice blue nine-section whip.

Sweep and attack on the ground!
brush!
The nine-section whip was tied to Li Tianmu's body, and he swung it vigorously.

The person who couldn't resist was thrown to the ground in such a grievance, and no one cared about it.

Applause is always reserved for the winner.

Qingcheng's victory has thus become a foregone conclusion.

"Ow! My poor coin."

"It's over, it's over, it's a bad loss."

"Master, I bet 20 gold coins with Li Tianmu, and [-] gold coins with the little boy in white. After all, the boy in white has won a lot!"

The gamblers howled loudly, screaming how they won or lost.

Rong Huan was very happy with the ending, and was about to celebrate the victory of Qingcheng, but in the middle of the sentence, his throat seemed to be pinched, "Master, my buddy..."

His gaze stared at the man in white on the ring stage with bewilderment.

After experiencing the baptism of holy rank fighting spirit and cold ice, the silver-white mask on Qingcheng's face and the pendant hanging around his neck have finally reached their limit.

With the movement she just made, there was a clicking sound.

In the eyes of everyone, it was broken into several petals, fell to the ground, and died.

　——The last update at the last second, caught up, hahaha.Good night.I just don't know if I'm stuck here, will you guys want to hit me?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)