God level funny comparison system

Chapter 599

The source of this spirit snake swordsmanship, the members of the Wushu Federation have already understood it very well. In addition to Zhang Long's astonishing performance last night, the members of the Wushu Federation have completely changed their views on Zhang Long. Awesome treatment, but now they are definitely not considerate enough to take care of Zhang Long from the Wulian Federation, especially the female men in the first row, always feel that their captain should let them serve this god-like young man at night, saying Maybe you can still get a little airy, but you will be against the sky when you wake up.

Seeing that the real master of the Spirit Snake Sword Technique was standing on the edge of the square watching, the members of the Wulian Association practiced harder, and the girls in the row in front kept sneaking in Zhang Long's direction, deliberately She squeezed out a gentle smile, but it's a pity that when she's used to being a female man, the gentleness of this smile is awkward no matter how you look at it, as if someone forced it.

However, the harder they worked, the more they couldn't practice properly, not to mention they were still distracted. They practiced a set of spirit snake sword skills, and they turned into centipedes and climbed trees.

Shang Gu couldn't bear to watch it long ago, his eyes were about to fall out of his eyes when he rolled his eyes.Zhang Long couldn't stand it anymore, so he had to walk over, intending to teach this group of guys who usually consider themselves elite.

The difficulty of practicing Spirit Snake Swordsmanship is indeed very high, not to mention the elites of the Wulian Association, those elites from all over the country of Kewu University are very difficult to practice, and Zhang Long did not give less advice to his brothers at the beginning. Only then let them reluctantly get started.

Zhang Long walked over on his slippers, the sound of pattering was a bit funny, but in the ears of everyone in the Martial Arts Association, it was as if thousands of troops came to meet each other, all of them stopped in the same posture, It was a sword move in the Spirit Snake Sword Art.

Everyone looked at Zhang Long, the men's eyes were burning hot, as if seeing a beautiful woman, and the women's eyes were also full of excitement, the faces that were originally very heroic were flushed, and the delicate body trembled, as if about to climax .

Qin Yang held his head high, his whole body tensed, and tried his best to look serious, lest Zhang Long say that he didn't practice well.

"Uncle Qin, don't be tense, you are not practicing swordsmanship, you are showing off your muscles." Standing still in front of the crowd, Zhang Long glanced at Qin Yang who was standing alone in the front, and said leisurely.

The excitement on Qin Yang's face immediately froze, he coughed violently twice, then withdrew his posture, and then quickly started to walk towards Zhang Long.

"Everyone, you all heard, I did it on purpose just now, you must not follow me, that is a wrong example." Standing side by side with Zhang Long, Qin Yang looked up at the audience and shouted loudly.

Zhang Long opened his mouth, the cigarette butt stuck to his lips and did not fall off. He glanced sideways at Qin Yang, secretly feeling that Qin Yang was quite capable of pretending.

"Hehe, Xiaolong, since you're here, then you can give guidance to the guide, but this Spirit Snake Sword Technique is so subtle and unpredictable that it's very difficult to practice." Qin Yang regained his amiable smile, looked at Zhang Long and said.

"Nonsense." Zhang Long rolled his eyes, then paced lazily, and came to the front of the first row of female men. After a glance, his eyes fell on Han Xiaole's face.

Looking at Zhang Long, Han Xiaole's eyes trembled suddenly, and the blush on his face spread to his neck.Once upon a time, Zhang Long was the guy she hated so much and dared to pee in her water glass, but now, everyone in Jiangcheng doesn't know Zhang Long's name. Handsome and rich, he was the first young man ever to receive a cruiser as a gift.

It's so perfect, Han Xiaole regrets it every night, his intestines are green. When he was at the base, if he had treated Zhang Long better, if he didn't care about Zhang Long's peeing, maybe now his relationship with Zhang Long would be better , in that case, she still won't walk sideways in the martial arts association?

Don't talk about peeing, if time goes back, even if Zhang Long shits in her water glass, Han Xiaole won't care.

It's a pity that there is no time to return, and he still loves to joke.

"You, come out." With a cigarette butt in his mouth, Zhang Long said leisurely, his eyes were full of indifference, but from the corner of his eyes, he glanced at a girl next to him who was pushing her chest out vigorously.

Hearing Zhang Long's unkind voice, Han Xiaole suddenly felt ominous, twitched a few times, and then started to walk out.

"Xiao Le, I see you are very reluctant, handsome guy, no no, Brother Zhang, why don't you give me some pointers first?"

"That's right, since Xiao Le is unwilling, you can give us some pointers first. Shouldn't my breasts be more firm?"

"Look at my waist, is my waist so twisted?"

"Do you think my butt will affect the movement of the sword if it is raised like this?"

Seeing Han Xiaole twitching, the rest of the women were envious and wanted to set themselves on fire. They danced and twitched one by one. Immediately, the female man's demeanor was undoubtedly revealed, and they flattered them without any scruples. The movements of the waist all have the domineering and strength unique to a female man, which is shocking to see.

Zhang Long took a deep breath, forcibly retracted his gaze, looked at Han Xiaole, and found that Han Xiaole was looking at him eagerly, with that aggrieved look in his eyes, as if to say, "When did my mother say that she doesn't want to be pointed out?"

But when her eyes touched Zhang Long, she blushed again, and quickly lowered her arrogant head.

"Put that pose again." Zhang Long looked down at Han Xiaole's soft long hair under his hat, with a very stern voice.

"Oh." Han Xiaole nodded obediently, then bit his lip again, and then stepped forward in front of Zhang Long, and assumed the posture just now.

"Uh..." Zhang Long's lazy expression disappeared suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he became more playful.

Zhang Long didn't want to take revenge on Han Xiaole. Speaking of which, he had tormented Han Xiaole a lot in the base. The reason why he was interested in Han Xiaole was because he knew her, but this woman was quite interesting.

She belongs to the kind of girl who coexists with femininity and sunshine. She has a graceful figure, and her bare arms are a healthy wheat color. If you look closely, you can see fine golden fluff in the sunlight, and her skin is smooth with slight sweat reflections. Light, and has smooth muscle lines.

But her face is extremely delicate, her skin is as white as jade, and her almond eyes look very gentle. She doesn't have Luo Shuang's domineering and angry at every turn. On the contrary, there is a touch of gentleness like a big sister between her brows, which is consistent with her strong body. The body forms two extremes.

"Oh, this arm, it shouldn't be like this." Zhang Long started, raised his hand and placed it on Han Xiaole's smooth arm, walking back and forth.

Qin Yang squinted his eyes and looked at it seriously, thinking that Zhang Long was really guiding. The rest of the men from the Martial Arts Association also followed Zhang Long's fiddling and changed their postures quite seriously. Only the women in the first row, Looking at Zhang Long's palms walking on Han Xiaole's arms, it felt like walking on his own body, all of them winked like silk, and groped down his neck with his hands. Ah's exaggerated voice, but the blurred eyes are full of envy towards Han Xiaole.

"Oh, this waist, it can't be like this." With a cigarette butt in his mouth, Zhang Long put his hands on Han Xiaole's tight and warm waist. Trembling slightly, breathing distance, as if being shocked by an electric shock.

Sensing Han Xiaole's reaction, Zhang Long secretly laughed in his heart, wanting to see how the former instructor faced such training from his former student.

"Oh...Xiao Le, you are so happy."

"Xiao Le, you are so simple. A man like Brother Zhang is actually so close to you."

"Oh... I can't take it anymore, I really want to become Xiao Le."

The row of female men in front howled in various ways, twisted their waists and swayed their hips in various ways, and touched them in various ways...

"Oh, this ass..." Zhang Long's eyes began to move down again, and when he was about to start, Han Xiaole suddenly stood up straight, turned around and stood in front of Zhang Long.

The distance between the two was not far away, but Zhang Long was so scared that he stood up straight at this sudden suddenness. The two were so close at hand that they could smell each other's body temperature.

"Zhang Long, do you want to eat my tofu?" Squinting his eyes, Han Xiaole stared at Zhang Long very seriously and said, after finishing speaking, he took another step forward, and the softness of his chest touched Zhang Long's chest.

Zhang Long suddenly felt that he was playing too much, and he forgot that the women in the Wulian Association were all straightforward women, and he dared to ask this kind of question directly in front of so many people.

Zhang Long was at a loss for words, he was a little flustered for a while and didn't know how to respond, people didn't believe it if he said no, it was embarrassing to say yes.

"Hey, Xiao Le, I wish Brother Zhang could eat my tofu."

"Yes, this is your luck!"

"Ha ha……"

Even the men from the Martial Arts Federation started to boo, obviously they didn't regard these girls as real girls.

"Who said he wouldn't let him eat." Han Xiaole suddenly turned around and scolded everyone, and when the scene was quiet, he stared at Zhang Long again, almost touching his nose, and then said in an extremely loud and sharp voice: "Zhang Long, you If you really want to eat, you can eat whatever you want, as long as you can remember me in the future."

Saying that, Han Xiaole pushed his chest forward again.

Zhang Long was dazed, then blushed immediately, and then broke out in a cold sweat.

"Cough," he coughed lightly, and after looking around for a week, he said with a dry smile, "Look, this is a mess, I'm that kind of person, don't get me wrong, I'm just pointing you out. Actually, you all have good talents. , The practice is not bad, then, then practice by yourself, bye."

After finishing speaking, Zhang Long turned around and ran away. Because he was wearing slippers, he almost staggered and fell down.

"Zhang Long, no matter where you go in the future, you must remember me, or I will find you!" Han Xiaole pointed at Zhang Long's back and shouted, but there were tears in her beautiful eyes.