"I'm sorry, sir, this is not a sports lottery, it's just a lucky egg game." The man wearing a yellow mask said with a look of disdain on his face, "The Masked Martial Arts Association invests in lucky eggs. The game is just for excitement. There are no rules like you mentioned."
"Okay, I understand." Ye Chong raised the corner of his mouth and thought to himself, I should have just said that I was being unreasonable. I am so tired that I have a headache.
"Okay, get ready." The man wearing a yellow mask put away the multi-function machine in his hand.
"Wait a minute, I'll invest." Ye Chong said with a smile, "Haha, I'll listen to you, invest more, 5 million lucky eggs."
"What?!" The man wearing a yellow mask on stage nine was stunned, and then looked at Ye Chong with a suspicious look on his face, "You... want to invest so many lucky eggs?!"
"Yes, is that okay?" Ye Chong couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth, "I just broke through not long ago and don't understand anything. I just think this game is fun and want to join in the fun."
"Yes! It must be possible!" The man wearing a yellow mask blinked, "The Lucky Egg game is all about excitement.
You can invest as much as you want.
This is your freedom.
It's also your right.
Ha ha.
The purpose of holding the Masked Martial Arts Association is to exchange martial arts among masters and to find some excitement.
If Mr. wins, he will be able to harvest 20 million lucky eggs in one fell swoop. Add in the capital, which is 30 million lucky eggs.
These lucky eggs will surely bring you good luck in the martial arts competition.
Come on stage.
I wish you success!"
The man with number 250 is a strong man with big shoulders and a round waist. It feels like he is definitely more than a foot thick from his chest to his back. Moreover, this guy has big arms, thighs, big feet, and big fists. The most important thing is that his eyes are also big, and they can stare fiercely.
Round, like the second brother on the Heizhou grassland.
Ye Chong stood in front of 250, looking thin and frail, as if the opponent could knock him down with just one breath.
"Brother Erwu, nice to meet you." Ye Chong smiled politely, looking like an elegant and good man.
"What?" 250 was obviously stunned, "What is Brother Erwu?"
"Haha, it's Brother Yan," Ye Chong smiled slightly, "Brother Yan's eyes are very unique and handsome! By the way, Brother Yan and the second brother are related?"
"What?" 250 blinked, a little confused, "Which second brother?"
"He is the second brother of Heizhou," Ye Chong gestured with his hand, "He is the second brother who likes to take out things."
"Get... something?" 250 was completely confused, but he immediately reacted, "Let's start a war. I don't know the second brother. You have the wrong person."
"You're right, you look like my second brother." Ye Chong nodded firmly, "And I think if you change your posture, you will definitely look more like your second brother. How about we give it a try, brother with two or five eyes?"
"What? Brother Erwuyan?" 250 was so dizzy.
The crowd watching on Arena No. 9 has already burst into laughter. It seems that there is great harmony on and off stage.
Whoa!
Ye Chong suddenly rushed forward, like a tiger suddenly rushing forward.
250's eyes were still blurry, but Ye Chong's fist was right in front of him.
250 reacted extremely quickly, turning his body around to avoid the attack.
But before he could launch a counterattack, Ye Chong suddenly grinned and said:
"As expected.
As a senior martial arts warrior, my brother is much stronger than me, a junior martial arts warrior at the beginning.
admire!
admire!
No wonder your lucky egg return rate is 50%, while mine is 400%.
Why don't Brother Erwuyan teach me?"
"Actual combat competition, realm cultivation is only one aspect, the most important thing is..." 250 couldn't finish the sentence mid-sentence.
no way.
Ye Chong's fist struck again, more than twice as fast as the previous punch, and 250 was so frightened that he suddenly retreated in a panic.
"Careful! It's about to fall!" Ye Chong shouted.
As a result, 250's body froze and he couldn't help but glance back, and then he suddenly turned his head.
However, it's too late.
Bang!
A big foot flew over and kicked him hard on the chest.
Click, click, click!
With the energy and blood surging, he applied force three times in a row, and 250 instantly flew upside down and fell straight out of the ring.
At the same time, his eyes were filled with pain and disbelief.
boom!
Thunderous noises erupted from the crowd watching on Arena No. 9.
"Impossible! A high-level martial arts warrior was picked by a junior martial arts warrior?!"
"Fake game! This is a fake game! I heard this 302 and bought myself 5 million lucky eggs."
"What's this?
Isn't it just a lucky egg?
It’s the rule to buy it yourself, right?
That 250 seems to have bought me a lot.
If he doesn’t buy himself, how can he buy the other person?”
"302 is a deceit. He obviously made 250 dizzy and did it unexpectedly. This is despicable, shameless and obscene garbage."
"Haha, on the battlefield, you are fighting to the death, and the soldiers never tire of deceit. In the final analysis, it is still the fault that 250 is too much."
"Fuck, my lucky egg. I thought I was going to make a small fortune, but I didn't expect it to be in vain. I'm really pissed off."
"In a competition between warriors, there are really too many things to consider.
On the basis of ensuring your own strength, you also need to fight with wisdom and courage.
Otherwise, you would really die without even knowing how you died."
"The key point is that this battle ended too quickly, right? Let me go, it will be really interesting if word of this gets out."
…
The man in the No. 9 arena wearing a yellow mask looked confused, looking at Ye Chong with an expression full of disbelief.
He now seriously doubted whether he had misjudged the other party's level of cultivation.
However, the thickness of Qi and blood cannot be faked.
Under normal circumstances, as long as a person has a burst of Qi and blood, people around him can judge the approximate level of his cultivation level.
"It is true that 302 is the first level of a junior martial arts warrior, but he has rich practical experience and extremely powerful attack power, especially his smoke bomb, which completely paralyzed 250, so winning is a matter of course."
The man wearing a yellow mask saw Ye Chong looking over, and immediately flew to the stage and announced: "302 wins, 250 loses, and the income earned by everyone investing in the lucky eggs will be automatically recorded by the system."
"Thank you, thank you." Ye Chong smiled slightly and jumped off the stage.
But before he could stand upright, 250 rushed over from one side.
At this critical moment, the man wearing a yellow mask suddenly shouted: "Warriors fight at will, which violates the provisions of the Warriors Law. If you want to fight, just go to the ring and fight."
"I challenge you!" 250 looked furious, staring at Ye Chong as if he was about to spit out fire, "Do you dare?!"
"Don't dare." Ye Chong puffed out his chest and said with a smile, "Do you dare?"
"I dare." 250's voice was thunderous, obviously very angry.
"Okay, you dare, you dare," Ye Chong smiled, "Come on, try touching me?"
"Fuck, you..." 250 was a little confused and confused.
"Don't say it's useless, do you dare?" Ye Chong continued to smile: "Come on, try touching me?"
puff!
250's body trembled, and he almost didn't spit out a mouthful of blood.
Ye Chong circled around the opponent's body, looking obviously in need of a fight. He then heard him say: "Don't use all your skills on just one mouth. If you have the skills, just try it?"
puff!
250 was so enraged that he looked up to the sky and spurted blood. Then his body swayed three times, and he fell straight to the ground.