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Chapter 1212 Rotation Qualifying

"Oh yo..."

"Hahaha....."

Well, Xia Mo shook his head helplessly. This Zu Lan is just doing it.

The speed of this turntable is very fast, and the area of ​​the turntable itself is not large. If you rotate like this, the centrifugal force is very large. Although Zu Lan’s weight and height are more in line with her, it is just in line with her.

Then he fell down with a thud.

Then... the whole person was like a ball, constantly rolling.

There was no way. Even if he fell down, he would still lie on the turntable.

"It seems like I'm sure..."

It would be impossible for Xia Mo to think about it like this. Just according to Zu Lan's current situation, God knows what it would be like to stop? It would definitely not be easy.

Xia Mi’s thoughts had just ended, and the drums stopped.

"Ah...ah..."

Zu Lan kept making waves of shouts, but his voice was very weak.

After stopping, he didn't make any noise. He couldn't blame him. After so many rounds, he was still lying on the ground, and it was impossible to get up instantly.

Xia Mo shook his head and walked over leisurely.

After about three seconds, Zu Lan slowly got up, and Xia Mo also came to Zu Lan at this time.

"End of summer... Stay away from me..."

Zu Lan shook her head and looked at Xia Mo in front of her, her eyes were a little confused.

"Haha... Zu Lan is so funny that I'm so damn..."

Deng Chao and others were watching the fun, and they were laughing so hard. It was indeed too dramatic in front of them. One stood in front of them and the other was shaking his head and said something. The scene was too inconsistent.

Dingdeng!

The next moment, it seemed that Zu Lan wanted to widen the distance from Xia Mo and quickly took a few steps back.

But these few steps back reminded Xia Mo of a boxing technique: Drunk Fist. If Zu Lan was asked to shoot this movie, it would not be possible to become popular. At least Xia Mo seemed to be optimistic about his pace.

Plop!

However, no matter how optimistic it is, it didn't last long, and Zu Lan fell down again.

It would be strange if he didn't feel dizzy after walking so many times. In addition, because of Xia Mo's pressure, he would ask for it as soon as possible, which made this situation even worse.

"Brother Mo, kill him quickly, I can't stand it anymore..."

Chen Chichi roared, then laughed wildly with Deng Chao and others again.

It's not a game of tearing down a name card, they also want to see Zu Lan and Xia Mo fighting, and at the least they can hold on for a while.

After all, everyone wears this shoe in a unified way. If the ancient thick-soled court shoes are not cooperated, it is very difficult to take them off unless they are violently destroyed.

However, this shoe is very thick, and if you want to destroy it, it is really not something that ordinary people can do.

"I'm so fainted..."

Looking at Zu Lan lying on the ground, who was venting more and venting less, Xia Mo shook his head helplessly: "I can't blame me for this, I'll help you get out of the sea of ​​suffering."

Squatted down and Xia Mo began to attack.

Although Zu Lan was struggling hard, it was obviously useless. His strength is less than half of his usual ability, not to mention that he is not Xia Mo's opponent at all?

He pulled off Zulan's shoes very easily, and Xia Mo saw the font inside.

This is quite lucky. The so-called font is hidden by oneself, only one, and the two pairs of shoes are chosen by oneself wherever they hide.

In this way, the game looks like it is linked to luck.

If one of the two people who are equally evenly matched, if one takes off one of the other's shoes, only one gets the note, and the other is not lucky, no one will blame him, they all choose it themselves.

"In this round, we won at the end of the summer! We improved our ranking."

After looking at the rankings on the Lanya Bang, Xia Mo has risen to sixth place and finally no longer has to be at the bottom. In the next few rounds of games, Xia Mo has full hope of reaching the top again.

Then, Chen Chichi and Li Chen, the mother-son combination was full of jokes.

How could Chen Chichi be the opponent of the Big Black Bull? However, it was not too embarrassing to beg for mercy and surrender, and then counterattack again, although Li Chen won in the end.

As for Deng Chao and Lu Han... there is no comparison at all.

In short, it seems that there is no suspense than the Big Black Bull and Chen Chichi. Sometimes the sudden thoughts of Chen Chichi can indeed be so slutty that Big Black Bull, but Lu Han can't do it.

Who is Deng Chao? He is a top student, and he is very sexy. It is very difficult to get to Deng Chao.

"The end of this round of game, everyone has seen the current ranking."

The director pointed to Lan Ya Bang, who had been carried over by the staff, and said with a smile: "This first round of games only allows everyone to understand each other, but the next round of games... is the rotation ranking competition."

“Rotation ranking match?”

When everyone heard this word, they were stunned.

Xia Mo thought about it and roughly understood what the director said. This round of game took very little time, just a ranking battle between two people.

Obviously, the next round is everyone's rotation, which means that if you lose all the first place, you will become the last place.

The opposite is true. If the seventh-ranked loser counterattacks, it is not impossible to become the first.

There are many people who can think of this. Of course, among these seven people, the Big Black Bull is in trouble, and no one else has a big problem.

Yu Guangzhong and Xia Mo saw Zu Lan's excited expression, and it was obvious that he was already looking forward to the next link.

"Run, shoes!"

After shouting the nonsensical slogan, the crowd went to the next mission location, which was still in the ancient town, but in the suburbs of the town.

"What, trampoline?"
Chapter completed!
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