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While they were chatting, the others were still using their abilities to build their own team of snowmen.

A snowman was the embodiment of their skill and inspiration.

After a moment, most of the people had finished making their own team's snowmen, each of them in a strange shape.

When Wei Ziyang saw this.

Clapping his hands, he said, "Alright! There are still two minutes left. Those who aren't done must hurry up and wait for another two minutes. The voting segment will begin in two minutes! "Show your work!"

"Alright!" Those who had finished the snowman cheered in response, and those who hadn't done so sped up their pace.

If they participated, who wouldn't want to get 20 contribution points for nothing?

Two minutes later.

"Those who aren't done have already stopped. We will now vote!"

Everyone began to look around, looking at the works of others, then chose one of them to vote for!

A snowman?

I don't know what happened to the people in Mount Hua. Maybe every one of them was an artist.

None of them were normal snowmen.

Cardinal saw a dog crouching in the snow, piled up in the shape of a dog, even the tongue sticking out vividly.

Wei Ziyang patted Lu Heng's shoulder, "Look at this dog, it's f * cking dead meat! Not to mention, excellent! I decided to vote for them. "

However, Zhao Yusheng turned his gaze elsewhere.

In the middle of the two giant snowballs was a very long cylinder. The cylinder pointed at the sky and pointed towards the sky.

Zhao Yusheng felt that it was very strange! How could anyone make such a thing! How vulgar!

Zhao Yusheng shifted his gaze and saw a sign underneath the snowball.

"Circulatory Jet Snow Force, Western Ström Cannon!"

Zhao Yusheng thought to himself: These people are really strong!

Perhaps, this was art.

But, excuse me, it's too artistic, I don't understand.

Wang Qin saw another place.

In the snowy saucepan, a few pieces of real radish and cabbage!

Looking at its name, "Pot Cooking"

Damn, old bro, this operation of yours, isn't it too much...

The snowman competition had been forcefully turned into a creative competition. At this moment, if anyone was honest enough to make a snowman, they would be number one. Or one of the last.

The first reason is to build a snowman. I am building a snowman. Look, you are building a snowman?

The reason for being last. Oh my god, snowman, you are really just a snowman! Aren't you being too uncreative!

Then I saw other people's work.

There were monkeys made of snow and trees made of snow.

There were also some worse ones that could not be seen. Perhaps it was something from another world, but no one had seen it before!

Snowflakes were being ravaged by all sorts of things!

Snowflake was unconscious and at the mercy of others.

Everything that has no consciousness can only be rich in the soul after being manipulated.

Anything with a soul would not be manipulated as one wished.

After everyone finished reading, they sent out their votes.

Wei Ziyang received the final number of votes, and his face revealed a black line.

Snow Sword Tyrant's aura is peerless, it is incomparably exquisite and you all refuse to vote!

The snowy dog is a perfect example of what you guys aren't voting for!

How could something that couldn't even tell what it was have votes for?

Wei Ziyang coughed lightly, as if he was stabilizing his emotions.

"Now, the final votes are in my hands!"

I declare that the final victor will be the one!" "Rotary jet snow power, West Strong's cannon.

Wei Ziyang's hands were trembling. Just why was it like this!?

They actually liked this thing the most?

Did they really have eyes?

That thing, didn't it look like a … What's the same?

Wei Ziyang looked at his team's work, the lonely Snow Sword, proudly standing alone in the snow.

Perhaps, this was the highest realm of life, a life as lonely as snow.

"The winner team, come forward and claim your 20 contribution points!" Wei Ziyang's tone was filled with grief and indignation. He didn't even consider the fact that there was hope in the dark, he just felt that the people he met were all lunatics. No, all the snowmen here are madmen …

One of them, his hair curling up, was extremely rough when he came up, one of his fingers still holding his nose, and he turned around to smile at his team member. The corners of his mouth were like the back of his ears, it was extremely exaggerated, and he looked very sure and proud. I told you, cyclotron snow power ah West Strong guns. We can definitely win. "

Wei Ziyang gave him contribution points, looking at the crowd in the arena, he was secretly laughing!

Ha ha-ha ha-ha ha-ha ha-ha ha-ha ha-ha ha-ha!" Understood!

Wei Ziyang lightly coughed twice, "Alright, since the snowman competition has already come to an end, let's have a snowfight!"

"The groups will not change. In a snowy battle, everyone will have to rely on their own methods!" To be hit by a snowball is to leave the stage. To be hit by the snowball is to fail! "

"Everyone, get ready!" After Wei Ziyang gave a loud shout, everyone quickly left!

After dispersing, Wei Ziyang loudly shouted, "Begin the battle ~!"

The snowstorm began!

The moment Wei Ziyang finished his sentence, dozens of snowballs flew towards him!

After a moment of extreme dodging, he still struck a snowball in his leg!

Wei Ziyang roared towards the sky! "Damn!"

From the very beginning, the Cardinal Group had lost a person.

The four of them dispersed.

"It's okay. We will inherit your will and win the match!"

Wei Ziyang was extremely furious, you guys are acting this way! Isn't he disobeying the rules!

You didn't say that you can't start from the very start. Since it has already begun, if you stand alone in the middle and are not targeted by everyone, who will you smash into?

When Wei Ziyang heard Wang Qin's words, he felt even worse! Maybe you also threw snowballs at me!

I only started these matches because I wanted to play. The moment the match started, I would be eliminated!

You are depriving me of my happiness!

A snowball fight was just a small entertainment, but it was also the embodiment of everyone's strength. Although a snowball fight was just a simple snowball fight, it wasn't impossible for an expert to smash someone to death with a snowball.

Cardinal's hands moved quickly as he threw out a snowball from his right hand, hitting a person.

Wang Qin was somewhat surprised. Someone who had just revealed his strength was instantly killed by you?

Wang Qin was also getting serious. He picked up a snowball in his hand and looked around vigilantly.

Fighting in the snow was a game, but it was also a contest.

At this moment, the curly-haired group did a very surprising thing.

Pushing a huge snowball, the three of them rushed to the front of their own "Circulatory Jet Shot." Then, from the back of the cannon, a man kicked a cylinder.

The cylinder steadily caught the snowball.

"Bullet fill!"

"Ready!"

That group of people were already in high spirits. At the same time, they poured their inner strength into the Sisteron cannon, shooting out huge snowballs!

What we're doing, it's really a cannon, not the thing you think it is!

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