Chapter 361 Everyone hasn’t forgotten Levi’s, right?

"Sign up?"

In the work area, Zhou Li held a copy of "Accounting: How to Avoid Extended Sentences" and asked with a confused look: "Why do I need to sign up? What?"

Torea placed a stack of papers in front of Zhou Li and said in a cold voice: "Martial arts meeting."

"Ah, yes, I have to sign up."

Two months have passed since the last military exercise, and the upcoming Mosk Fighting Ceremony will also be held in a month. Zhou Li took a registration form and took a cursory glance at the contents.

Then he asked Torea:

"Did you and Don Quixote sign up?"

"The registration is complete."

Torea nodded, her long silver-white hair swaying slightly with her movements, setting off her incomparably beautiful face. Today, because she didn't need to go out for activities or training, she just wore a pure white dress.

Shirt. Perhaps it was because she rarely met Zhou Li alone, or Zhou Li would verbally attack her every time they met alone. At this time, Torea was unusually nervous.

"We were assigned to the brilliant group."

Tugging at the hem of his shirt, Torea calmly said to Zhou Li: "This competition is divided into six parts. At the beginning, there will be a melee between 100 people, and 50 people will be eliminated. The remaining 50 people will be eliminated.

The groups are divided into twenty-five teams, and each team picks another team to compete, and the winner stays. In this round, those who hold the tickets for the previous championship will have a bye. That is to say, if Don Quixote and I enter

If we pass the first level, we will advance directly."

"Then comes the third level. In the third level, the remaining twenty-five people will be regrouped, but this time they will fight against each other. The battle venue is in a simulated area, and the environment under which the battle can be fought can be discussed. This level

Both Don Quixote and I have immunity from defeat."

"The fourth level is the same as the third level. After discussing the venue, the battle begins. At the beginning of the fourth game, there will be a loser group and a winner group. That is to say, in the final championship battle, the loser group champion and the winner group champion will fight.

.”

After telling a long list of dizzying rules, Torea saw Zhou Li who was silent. Just when she thought Zhou Li was thinking about these complicated rules.

Then, Zhou Li slapped his head and said sincerely: "It's really troublesome, just give me the championship."

"It's a pity that the rules can't be changed."

At this time, Don Quixote walked in with coffee. She looked at Zhou Li and said with a wry smile: "I didn't know these two championship tickets had so many privileges before, and I can't change them now even if I want to."

"If you mean that you feel that winning by relying on privileges is not fair, then I suggest you take a good look at your head."

Zhou Li could guess with his toes what Don Quixote was worried about. After complaining expressionlessly, he put down the registration form and said to Don Quixote: "You and Torea prepare well for the battle.

, I asked, this time the runner-up reward is very generous, at least 50,000 gold coins. With 50,000 gold coins, I can ask Evan to issue an invoice for 200,000 gold coins. This time, 150,000 came out.

All the money is back.”

Ignoring Zhou Li's previous sentence of "I've decided to win the championship", Don Quixote took a sip of coffee and commented on his act of issuing fake invoices, "It's a bit too much."

Glancing at Don Quixote strangely, Zhou Li didn't feel guilty at all for teaching this righteous female knight bad. On the contrary, he was a little relieved.

"By the way, if I sign up, what group will I be in?"

Zhou Li asked curiously, his current strength is very strange. The Black Emperor gave him a brilliant mid-level body, but his professional level is only platinum. Because he has been relatively honest recently and has not accumulated the power of disasters and natural disasters.

How much, so if you use an instrument to measure it, it will only be at the platinum level.

Don Quixote thought for a long time after hearing this thought-provoking question. She knew Zhou Li's situation, so she couldn't figure out which group Zhou Li should go to.

“Is there a toddler group?”

Zhou Li suddenly thought that if he killed everyone in the children's group, the audience would be shocked, and the power of disasters and natural disasters would be accumulated very quickly.

"Uh, no."

Even if there is, Don Quixote is determined to hide it from Zhou Li. She is really afraid that Zhou Li will go to the kindergarten group and kill everyone. Zhou Li may not feel any guilt, he will only feel happy. But

As his subordinate, Don Quixote will directly die socially.

"never mind."

Zhou Li sighed and gave up this bold idea. He picked up the form again and began to think about the titles and weapons proficiency columns on it.

"This thing is about indiscriminate fighting."

After a while, Zhou Li raised his head and confirmed: "As long as I use the reported weapon, they can't punish me, right?"

"Well, that's theoretically the case."

Trying his best, Don Quixote said tactfully: "But the jury may not allow those explosive weapons with high lethality range to be on stage. That would be unfair to other people."

"Whatever is fair or unfair is bullshit."

Zhou Li had a disdainful attitude towards this kind of thing, "We're all fighting indiscriminately. Even if I throw money at them, I'm still one of them."

"At least you have to fight."

Don Quixote said to Zhou Li dumbfounded: "If you really pull out a rocket launcher while fighting, it won't be considered a fight. Even if it doesn't work, you have to take out a melee weapon."

"Melee weapon?"

Suddenly, Zhou Li seemed to be blessed, and a genius idea fell into his mind. At this time, he thought of an article he had seen on earth.

Inspired by Zhou Li's height in another world.

"Melee weapons... just need to be melee weapons."

Zhou Li looked at Don Quixote and asked solemnly: "Let me confirm whether the melee weapons can pass the review and then be brought to the stage?"

Although she was vaguely worried that Zhou Li would bring her new and whimsical ways of playing, after all, it was already limited to close combat, so Don Quixote felt that there shouldn't be a big problem. She nodded and confirmed that Zhou Li

The statement of separation.

"That's good."

Zhou Li smiled, and with this smile, Don Quixote and Torea broke into cold sweat.

Damn it, this kid has a big job, otherwise he wouldn't be able to smile so happily.

"Let me confirm again, this competition can be anonymous and you can wear a mask, right?"

"Yes."

Torea nodded solemnly at the side. She felt that the rules originally set up by the organizer to protect the contestants would become Zhou Li's toy.

As expected, after hearing Torea's reply, Zhou Li's smile became more and more arrogant, and finally, his smile lingered.

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"Are you sure this is a normal person?"

Looking at the registration form in his hand, the chief reviewer of the martial arts tournament organizer's hand holding the paper trembled. He raised his head and looked at the clerk who handed the registration form to him, and asked in a deep voice: "I said

People from the Third Mental Hospital are not allowed to participate, nor are those who have been discharged from the hospital!"

"But he is a foreign guest and has no history of mental illness."

This clerk was also a little innocent. She didn't know why such a thing would come to the competition, and it was a foreign guest.

"As for that? So excited?"

At this time, Mr. Charles, one of the organizers of the competition, came over. He looked at the heavy-faced people in front of him and asked in confusion: "Isn't it just a foreign guest? Are you so nervous?"

"See for yourself."

The reviewer didn't say much and handed the registration form to Mr. Charles.

Charles was silent. He stared at the registration form blankly, lost in thought.

Name: Norma Kojiro

The name is not a big problem. Although the format is a bit strange, the Budokai does not care about the true identity, and all comers are welcome.

Then, there is the title.

To be honest, in this world, titles are often a person's appearance, and only powerful people deserve their own titles. Of course, you can also call yourself "Guo Tianlong", "Man's Gypsophila", "Shili" at will.

"X", but others don't know that you have this title, and it's embarrassing for you to say it.

Therefore, except for those professionals who already have their own reputation, most people will not fill in their names in the title column. However, the registration form that is being reviewed now has a terrifying title on it.

.

The perfect destroyer of the lower body.

Horrible, extremely terrifying.

"Can this kind of title be broadcast?"

Charles asked in confusion: "Can the Magic Energy Image Bureau allow it to be released?"

"You are thinking too far. This is the title, and there are others below."

After hearing the auditor's words, Charles continued to read. Then, his pupils dilated.

"This will never pass a fucking trial!"

Looking at the photos on the weapons report column, Charles slapped the table and made an immediate decision: "This guy is fucking crazy."
To be continued...