Chapter 875: Fool
Big eyes stared at small eyes.
Qin Lele with big eyes and sulking mouth: "So you are going to be shameless, you want to be three to one."
Small-eyed Zong Feilong: "This is reasonable. When setting up this kind of competition, the judges considered this possibility."
Of course he also felt that it was too embarrassing for the three to bully one Qin Lele, but it would be even more embarrassing if they lost to Qin Lele.
Zong Feilong raised the whisk in his hand, "If you don't want to suffer, then just give up."
There is a very tricky rule in this game. The opponent must admit defeat before it can be counted as a point.
Even if you knock down the opponent and the opponent refuses to admit it, you still have to grind the opponent.
Similar things have happened in previous competitions. Some players hugged each other and refused to admit defeat. Some very angry players simply abstained.
Later, someone protested against this rule and was rejected by the organizer, saying that it was to examine the players' cooperative ability, speech ability and skin thickness.
Sometimes, the thicker the skin, the longer it will take.
Qin Lele looked at Zong Feilong up and down, and his fleshy face showed contempt, successfully stimulating Zong Feilong.
He wanted to do something, thought about it, and greeted the other two monks again.
"Should I come first?"
This is just a polite statement. He looked down on the monk and didn't intend to give in.
A Zhuang monk said: "Although we have an agreement in advance, don't forget that success is only if you accumulate 2 wins. We have only four of us."
Zong Feilong was taken aback for a moment, and then reacted, a group of four people, only two people can get 2 wins, 2 people will be eliminated.
If the two monks want to enter the overall rankings, they must defeat him and Qin Lele.
The three-person alliance is about to collapse.
At this time, Qin Lele, who was watching the show, clapped his hands and said, "Those two bald-headed scorpions, you have considered them, should you fight him or me first?"
Uncle Bald?
The two monks glared at her and almost did it directly.
I didn't do it because I was considering whether Zong Feilong would make a plot.
Qin Lele tilted his head, "Don't be angry, Lele is asking you kindly. Look, it's better to say that Lele takes the initiative to admit defeat to one of you to show sincerity, you face Xiaolonglong, let them treat you two Give up."
The thin monk stared at her: "Why didn't you give in to both of us at the same time?"
"Oh, Lele wants to struggle too~"
Qin Lele twisted her body embarrassedly, put her hands together, and moved towards the two of them.
"Lele can go up until he doesn't want to. If he doesn't perform well, Master will clean up Lele!"
She opened her mouth and said how strict Yun Laoguan is usually, and what goals she had set for her. She said, her eyes were red, and it seemed that she would shed tears in the next second.
Two monks: "..." It sounds miserable.
The two looked at each other, "Yes, you concede defeat to one person first, and then we will practice against Zong Feilong."
Zong Feilong: "..."
Qin Lele was about to continue to ask a fatal question, who did he admit defeat first? The violent Zong Feilong couldn't help it, and directly attacked the strong monk.
"Believing in words, shameless!"
In this small round, everyone can only use talisman, not other tricks. This is why the previous teacher Yuanbai and the system including Qin Lele were very worried.
Soon, the two strong and thin monks fought with Zong Feilong.
Yellow paper is flying all over the sky.
Either lightning and thunder, or wind.
Qin Lele looked terrified, stepped back quietly, and patted his heart.
Seeing that the referee was not far away, she also waved quietly, "Referee, come here~"
The referee strode over, took a look at the situation, and gained a new understanding of Qin Lele's lips.
It was obvious that the three of them planned to deal with Qin Lele first, but in a blink of an eye it became a fight against each other.
Qin Lele has big eyes and many hearts.
"What do you want to ask."
"Lele has two doubts~"
She raised two fingers, "First of all, if Lele solves the problem with her fist, is it a violation?"
The referee's eyelids jumped.
Which master has set out tasks to solve problems with his fists?
By the way, that Ji Ting from Qingshuiguan is right.
In the last game, Ji Ting beat people with bricks on the field.
He started to have a headache. He had experienced Ji Ting, but now he has to experience another Qin Lele?
"Yes, but..." the referee reminded her, "Pay attention to the image, and..."
Qin Lele sneaked a glimpse of the battle, and asked a second question, "This question is very important, Shu Mi answered it well."
After she asked, the referee's expression became even more complicated.
"I didn't expect you to find out."
"Is it difficult?"
Someone slammed his hands, "It's just a speech trap, everyone's brains are dumb, and they didn't react for a while, but many people will react later~"
The referee's expression is still complicated.
Even so, this Qin Lele was the one who quickly discovered this trap.
Although this game is more than a duel, there is actually a faster and easier way to end it.
End early and enter the time ranking, this is the most important thing. This round of investigation is not only duel, but also wisdom.
During Qin Lele's chat with the referee, Zong Feilong was defeated.
The two monks held down one of his hands, "give up, otherwise..."
There was a clicking sound from the bone.
Zong Feilong endured the pain, his face was as white as frost, and he was dripping with cold sweat.
His dignity made him not want to admit defeat, but he remembered the warnings of the master and senior sister in his mind.
There are many games behind, don't ruin yourself with one point.
He gritted his teeth: "I give up and give up to you two."
When the two monks were about to let go, they saw a fleshy face approaching.
Qin Lele poked Zong Feilong in the face and took out another piece of paper.
"It's Lele's turn, you give up now, Lele doesn't need it to burn your head, don't admit defeat, hum~"
A certain dragon almost vomited blood.
"You are taking advantage of the danger!"
Qin Lele fought back: "Who makes you want to deal with Lele?"
She calculated the time and couldn't play anymore, so she hurriedly recited the formula.
The fire ignited.
"Admit it or not?" She threatened fiercely, "If you don't admit defeat, Lele will burn your hair first, and then your clothes, so that everyone will..."
"I surrender."
Qin Lele turned to look at Zong Feilong, who was very angry, "I admit defeat."
"Hey, wouldn't it be better to admit defeat early~"
Qin Lele threw another one, the wind passed and the fire went out.
She kicked Zong Feilong away, rubbed her hands, and looked at the two monks cheerfully.
"Now the question is, should Lele surrender to one of you? Do you fight a game or punch?"
Two monks: "!"
The temporary cooperation ended quickly, and the two looked at themselves guardingly.
Outsiders also discovered that the original rhythm of the game was in the hands of the three, but the rhythm was controlled by Qin Lele unknowingly.
She even looked left and right with a smile, "Or let's say that if any of you cheers, Lele will surrender to whom."
The two monks were startled again.
In the audience, Qin An put one hand on the shoulder of the big wild wolf, with a puzzled expression, "Why are they considering this proposal? Wouldn't it be successful if they admit defeat? The regulations did not say that 2 wins and 1 loss do not count as wins, nor did they say 2 wins. 3 losses do not count as a win. 2 wins are the key, and you will be out without admitting one or three games. As long as they want to arrange the order of surrender, all four can qualify."
Qin An even took the initiative to count, a surrendered to b, b surrendered to c, c surrendered to d, d surrendered to a, each of the four accumulated 1 win, and then a and c, b and d surrendered to each other, and the four of them had 2 wins at the same time. 2 negative, and enter the time ranking at the same time.
Qin Lele with big eyes and sulking mouth: "So you are going to be shameless, you want to be three to one."
Small-eyed Zong Feilong: "This is reasonable. When setting up this kind of competition, the judges considered this possibility."
Of course he also felt that it was too embarrassing for the three to bully one Qin Lele, but it would be even more embarrassing if they lost to Qin Lele.
Zong Feilong raised the whisk in his hand, "If you don't want to suffer, then just give up."
There is a very tricky rule in this game. The opponent must admit defeat before it can be counted as a point.
Even if you knock down the opponent and the opponent refuses to admit it, you still have to grind the opponent.
Similar things have happened in previous competitions. Some players hugged each other and refused to admit defeat. Some very angry players simply abstained.
Later, someone protested against this rule and was rejected by the organizer, saying that it was to examine the players' cooperative ability, speech ability and skin thickness.
Sometimes, the thicker the skin, the longer it will take.
Qin Lele looked at Zong Feilong up and down, and his fleshy face showed contempt, successfully stimulating Zong Feilong.
He wanted to do something, thought about it, and greeted the other two monks again.
"Should I come first?"
This is just a polite statement. He looked down on the monk and didn't intend to give in.
A Zhuang monk said: "Although we have an agreement in advance, don't forget that success is only if you accumulate 2 wins. We have only four of us."
Zong Feilong was taken aback for a moment, and then reacted, a group of four people, only two people can get 2 wins, 2 people will be eliminated.
If the two monks want to enter the overall rankings, they must defeat him and Qin Lele.
The three-person alliance is about to collapse.
At this time, Qin Lele, who was watching the show, clapped his hands and said, "Those two bald-headed scorpions, you have considered them, should you fight him or me first?"
Uncle Bald?
The two monks glared at her and almost did it directly.
I didn't do it because I was considering whether Zong Feilong would make a plot.
Qin Lele tilted his head, "Don't be angry, Lele is asking you kindly. Look, it's better to say that Lele takes the initiative to admit defeat to one of you to show sincerity, you face Xiaolonglong, let them treat you two Give up."
The thin monk stared at her: "Why didn't you give in to both of us at the same time?"
"Oh, Lele wants to struggle too~"
Qin Lele twisted her body embarrassedly, put her hands together, and moved towards the two of them.
"Lele can go up until he doesn't want to. If he doesn't perform well, Master will clean up Lele!"
She opened her mouth and said how strict Yun Laoguan is usually, and what goals she had set for her. She said, her eyes were red, and it seemed that she would shed tears in the next second.
Two monks: "..." It sounds miserable.
The two looked at each other, "Yes, you concede defeat to one person first, and then we will practice against Zong Feilong."
Zong Feilong: "..."
Qin Lele was about to continue to ask a fatal question, who did he admit defeat first? The violent Zong Feilong couldn't help it, and directly attacked the strong monk.
"Believing in words, shameless!"
In this small round, everyone can only use talisman, not other tricks. This is why the previous teacher Yuanbai and the system including Qin Lele were very worried.
Soon, the two strong and thin monks fought with Zong Feilong.
Yellow paper is flying all over the sky.
Either lightning and thunder, or wind.
Qin Lele looked terrified, stepped back quietly, and patted his heart.
Seeing that the referee was not far away, she also waved quietly, "Referee, come here~"
The referee strode over, took a look at the situation, and gained a new understanding of Qin Lele's lips.
It was obvious that the three of them planned to deal with Qin Lele first, but in a blink of an eye it became a fight against each other.
Qin Lele has big eyes and many hearts.
"What do you want to ask."
"Lele has two doubts~"
She raised two fingers, "First of all, if Lele solves the problem with her fist, is it a violation?"
The referee's eyelids jumped.
Which master has set out tasks to solve problems with his fists?
By the way, that Ji Ting from Qingshuiguan is right.
In the last game, Ji Ting beat people with bricks on the field.
He started to have a headache. He had experienced Ji Ting, but now he has to experience another Qin Lele?
"Yes, but..." the referee reminded her, "Pay attention to the image, and..."
Qin Lele sneaked a glimpse of the battle, and asked a second question, "This question is very important, Shu Mi answered it well."
After she asked, the referee's expression became even more complicated.
"I didn't expect you to find out."
"Is it difficult?"
Someone slammed his hands, "It's just a speech trap, everyone's brains are dumb, and they didn't react for a while, but many people will react later~"
The referee's expression is still complicated.
Even so, this Qin Lele was the one who quickly discovered this trap.
Although this game is more than a duel, there is actually a faster and easier way to end it.
End early and enter the time ranking, this is the most important thing. This round of investigation is not only duel, but also wisdom.
During Qin Lele's chat with the referee, Zong Feilong was defeated.
The two monks held down one of his hands, "give up, otherwise..."
There was a clicking sound from the bone.
Zong Feilong endured the pain, his face was as white as frost, and he was dripping with cold sweat.
His dignity made him not want to admit defeat, but he remembered the warnings of the master and senior sister in his mind.
There are many games behind, don't ruin yourself with one point.
He gritted his teeth: "I give up and give up to you two."
When the two monks were about to let go, they saw a fleshy face approaching.
Qin Lele poked Zong Feilong in the face and took out another piece of paper.
"It's Lele's turn, you give up now, Lele doesn't need it to burn your head, don't admit defeat, hum~"
A certain dragon almost vomited blood.
"You are taking advantage of the danger!"
Qin Lele fought back: "Who makes you want to deal with Lele?"
She calculated the time and couldn't play anymore, so she hurriedly recited the formula.
The fire ignited.
"Admit it or not?" She threatened fiercely, "If you don't admit defeat, Lele will burn your hair first, and then your clothes, so that everyone will..."
"I surrender."
Qin Lele turned to look at Zong Feilong, who was very angry, "I admit defeat."
"Hey, wouldn't it be better to admit defeat early~"
Qin Lele threw another one, the wind passed and the fire went out.
She kicked Zong Feilong away, rubbed her hands, and looked at the two monks cheerfully.
"Now the question is, should Lele surrender to one of you? Do you fight a game or punch?"
Two monks: "!"
The temporary cooperation ended quickly, and the two looked at themselves guardingly.
Outsiders also discovered that the original rhythm of the game was in the hands of the three, but the rhythm was controlled by Qin Lele unknowingly.
She even looked left and right with a smile, "Or let's say that if any of you cheers, Lele will surrender to whom."
The two monks were startled again.
In the audience, Qin An put one hand on the shoulder of the big wild wolf, with a puzzled expression, "Why are they considering this proposal? Wouldn't it be successful if they admit defeat? The regulations did not say that 2 wins and 1 loss do not count as wins, nor did they say 2 wins. 3 losses do not count as a win. 2 wins are the key, and you will be out without admitting one or three games. As long as they want to arrange the order of surrender, all four can qualify."
Qin An even took the initiative to count, a surrendered to b, b surrendered to c, c surrendered to d, d surrendered to a, each of the four accumulated 1 win, and then a and c, b and d surrendered to each other, and the four of them had 2 wins at the same time. 2 negative, and enter the time ranking at the same time.