Chapter 493

At this moment, Zhao Yunqin in the spectator seats was holding her phone, recording, and had long been stunned.

The information given to her by her scumbag father didn't say that Yun Shen had this kind of strength.

Yun Shen is completely beating Zhao Jinlin, and the other party has no strength to fight back at all.

Sitting in the spectator seats, Zhao Yunqin can directly look down at the scene projected in the field, or look up at the big screen.

The perspective on the big screen is real-time tracking, which will not affect any actions of the contestants during the period.

When Yun Shen gave Zhao Jinlin countless big slaps as a reward, the words he spoke were all taken into Zhao Yunqin's ears, and a trace of envy inexplicably arose in her heart.

If she could have someone vent her anger like this when she was bullied in the future, how good would that be?

"Looking at your peach blossom luck, I thought you were another scumbag. Now looking at it... it should be not bad, at least more accomplished than Zhao Shufeng."

Zhao Yunqin made an evaluation of Yun Shen, and her favorability was also increasing subtly.

On the other side, Zhao Shuiyun and Zhu Ying also saw the live broadcast of the No. 1 martial arts stage.

Seeing Zhao Jinlin's face, which was not bad in appearance, gradually being beaten into a pig's head, both women couldn't help but laugh.

Zhu Ying ridiculed: "This is Zhao Jinlin, wanting to step on Nian Zhenhu to get ahead and become famous. I thought he was how awesome, just this?"

"It's still Brother Yun who hid too deeply. He actually cultivated the 'Slender Gold Script' to perfection level, too incredible."

When the three were chatting together last time, they thought Yun Shen had reached the minor success level, or even major success level. I didn't expect it to be even higher.

Zhu Ying chuckled: "Why doesn't he strip Zhao Jinlin naked? That would be a huge loss of face."

Zhao Shuiyun: "Ah? This..."

I don't know if it was a tacit understanding, but the next moment, Yun Shen on the screen actually really tore off the equipment on Zhao Jinlin's body piece by piece. It was truly a synchronization of inspiration.

Even the armor with high defense was more fragile than paper at this time.

Only hearing Yun Shen on the screen sneer: "I believe that after today, your photos should spread very widely, right?"

Zhao Jinlin was originally dizzy, but when he felt the cool wind blowing all over his body, and Yun Shen's devil-like whisper, he shuddered all over, woke up completely, and was filled with grief and indignation.

The equipment he was wearing was an ancient costume. As long as it could be torn, it could be pulled off.

When Zhao Jinlin was left with only a pair of underpants, Yun Shen stretched out a finger, and the Yin-Yang power turned into a long blade at his fingertips, gently picking at the underpants...

This scene was broadcast live, making countless fujoshi reach a climax instantly.

The official live broadcast room and the broadcast on the big screen at the scene definitely didn't have such explosive shots.

But on the martial arts stage, there are scene projections. Many contestants in the spectator seats, as well as students of Longjing University, are currently holding mobile phones to record or broadcast live.

The Blue Star of this world has very rapid technological development, and mobile phone pixels are very high. Even if you use the camera function as a telescope, you can see very clearly.

So the focus of this lens naturally fell on someone.

"Holy shit, so explosive, shoot it quickly!"

"Saved! Send it quickly! It will definitely be blocked across the entire network later!"

"Hehe! The 'private photos' of the young master of the Dao Song Zhao family should have a lot of selling points."

"Already sent to the alphabet circle group, cough, cough."

The atmosphere of the audience seemed to be ignited instantly. It is really that there are too many fun-loving people in the world.

Even if Zhao Jinlin couldn't see the audience, let alone hear their voices, his brain had already automatically filled it in.

Whoever's emotions would be extremely ashamed and angry at this time, and he, Zhao Jinlin, is the young master of the Zhao family, how could he bear this anger?

But his mouth had been blocked, he couldn't surrender at all, and he didn't even have the right to vomit blood.

So Zhao Jinlin bit off his own tongue directly, wanting to enter a near-death state.

As long as he enters a near-death state, the competition will automatically terminate and judge him to lose.

Yun Shen noticed Zhao Jinlin's abnormality for the first time, but it was a bit late. Although he also has healing skills, he didn't improve his proficiency, so the effect was not good.

So Yun Shen threw another big slap on it.

"Slap!"

"Are you a retard? Don't you know that biting your tongue to commit suicide is a rumor?"

"Slap!"

"You don't think you can terminate the competition by biting off your tongue, right?"

"Slap!"

"Each match lasts for one hour, just endure it for this hour."

"Slap!"

"Since you are so dishonest, I will reward you with a few more slaps, let you swallow your own tongue!"

Zhao Jinlin widened his pupils. This person is definitely a devil! A devil!

"Slap!"

"Still dare to glare at me?"

"Slap!"

"Believe it or not, I will cut your little brother according to the 'money meat' cutting method?!"

"Slap!"

"Know to be afraid now, right? What were you doing earlier?!"

"Slap!"

The sound of slaps continued. Hearing these conversations, many people's eyes lit up.

Especially Zhu Ying in the spectator seats, who shouted "Oh ho" excitedly.

"As expected of you, you understand me too well!"