Chapter 43 Competitive Fighting
With a "swish", Qingying stood up from her seat, staring at the guy on the ring with black hair, black eyes, and black sunglasses. Then her teeth began to creak, and her tight fists also made a "crackling" sound.
The woman sitting next to Qingying gently touched Qingying with her fingers and said in confusion: "Xiaoling, what's wrong with you."
At the same time, the man who changed his name to Feng Ge also asked in a concerned tone: "Xiaoling, is what happened?
"No!" Qingying sat back in her position, looked at Wang Lu with gritted teeth, and said fiercely: "It's just that I saw an acquaintance."
"Acquaintance? Does Xiaoling have any acquaintances here? Then I must meet you." Brother Feng smiled and paid attention to Qingying's expression.
"He must not want to know you!" Qingying turned her head and looked at Brother Feng with an impatient look on her face. She continued, "Also, please pay attention to your name. I hope I can hear you call me Qingling and not call me Xiaoling."
"Why?" Brother Feng asked.
"Don't you think it's disgusting for you to call me like this!" Qingying did not hide her annoyance to Brother Feng, and Brother Feng could only chuckled helplessly. But just as he made this move, Qingying's roommate suddenly patted Qingying's shoulder and said:
"Xiao Ling, look, this man is quite handsome!"
"Yes." Qingying responded casually, turned her head to look at Wang Lu on the ring.
Brother Feng looked at Qingying's roommate, and then looked at Qingying again. Seeing Qingying's very natural look, he let out a breath helplessly. Okay, the difference is too obvious. This very beautiful girl looks very disliked.
Brother Feng immediately had an idea when he saw both women looking at the ring. He was a regular visitor here and knew a lot about the ring. He looked at the ring, was slightly stunned, and said in surprise: "The one who fought against Fang on the ring today was not the natives, but a player!"
Qingying gave Brother Feng a blank look, and she even thought the other party was insulting her IQ with this sentence.
The name of the roommate sitting next to Qingying is Shuitang. One of the characters in this is the same as her real name. So she likes this name very much. Even if Qingying advises her, she did not use a pseudonym. However, she did not tell Brother Feng about the real name in Qingying's game.
Brother Feng’s name in the game is very elegant, called Yu Rufeng. From the fact that he bought a pioneer title in the game, you can see what kind of social class he is in in reality. Yu Rufeng’s face is fair, and almost everyone like him who grew up with a golden key in his mouth. He looks a bit handsome, is generous, and understands the hearts of women. Qingying’s roommate Shui Tang quickly fell in love with him.
However, Qingying's roommate is a typical guy who is obsessed with handsome guys. Wang Lu's black outfit and the tough lines on his face reveal the charm of a mature man. The wild fangs are another flavor. Anyway, she is very excited now.
"Is he a player?" Shui Tang became even more excited when he heard the origin of Xingyun, and even prepared to shout for support for Xingyun. Qingying rolled her eyes again. She glanced at Wang Lu. To be honest, this annoying guy seemed to be almost as beautiful as he was...
"Yes." Yu Rufeng looked at Wang Lu, not knowing what he was thinking. Suddenly, he spoke, "I wouldn't bet on Fangya's actions, but today I'll bet."
After saying that, Yu Rufeng opened the electronic panel in front of the seat and set up the 50,000 game coins gambling king Lu Sheng.
In reality, this is five hundred. But it is not a small gambling in a casino, because many people are far less than these. But for Yu Rufeng, it is indeed not big.
Yu Rufeng turned his head to look at Qingying and smiled and said, "Furies are almost certain to win, but for the sake of the players, I'd better stake him. Are you here too?"
"Yeah." Qingying nodded, opened the electronic panel, and lost the money from the bank in his game to the bet.
Yu Rufeng was a little confused about why Qingying covered the electronic panel with his hands. He asked himself that he had not been disgusted to the point of being alienated. However, he still did not forget to remind him: "I suggest you bet Fang, he almost won, but he won not much, so he bet at least less."
"Yeah." Qingying nodded again, and then entered a number.
Yu Rufeng did not see the numbers input by Qingying, but Shui Tang could see clearly. She stared at Qingying with wide eyes. She really didn't understand what principle Qingying relied on to invest a million game coins to bet Wang Lusheng... That was ten thousand yuan in reality, enough to buy a new helmet.
Qingying turned her head, put her fingers beside her lips, and made a "boo" move. Shui Tang was stunned for a moment, then nodded hurriedly.
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Wang Lu bets himself three thousand yuan. The player can bet on his own money, but he cannot bet on his opponent. The money is not flowing out of water, but Wang Lu needs to use it to motivate himself to fight to win. At the beginning of the competition, the odds for gambling also came out.
Gambling King Lu Sheng: 1 pays 8.82, 1 wins fangs, 1 pays 1.136.
After seeing this odds, Wang Lu was stunned for a moment. This gambling was not the Qingshan City Underground Competition Center responsible for setting the odds, but the calculations were made on both sides based on the amount of bets. The responsible underground competition center extracted 2% of the gambling funds as a commission. Wang Lu glanced at the fangs standing opposite him, and narrowed his eyes slightly. He told him whether it was the feeling or the odds that this opponent was not easy to deal with.
Yu Rufeng, who was sitting in the stands, was stunned for a moment and said in surprise: "Why are Fang's odds against novices so high today? Is anyone particularly optimistic about this novices?"
Shui Tang, who was sitting next to Qingying, wanted to speak but stopped, while Qingying, who was sitting between the two, had a calm face. She was just looking at Wang Lu intently.
On the ring, the competition has begun.
"I didn't expect that the foreign dog would dare to appear in front of me! Humph." Fangya looked at Wang Lu with disdainful eyes, a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and her body shook slightly twice.
The fist gloves in Fang's hand were white, and there seemed to be a light green light flowing on it. Wang Lu moved slightly in advance, and he knew that he had to pay attention to the pair of fist gloves.
"Hey, don't talk anymore? Are you scared? Boy, if you kneel down and kowtow to me now, I might consider saving your life." Fangya made a throat-cutting position at Wang Lu, and then laughed wildly.
Suddenly, Wang Lu raised his head, then stretched out his hand, and made a hooking gesture.
Fang was stunned, then his eyes showed fierce light: "You are looking for death!"
After saying that, Fangs rushed up.
Seeing the movement of fangs, cheers immediately sounded from the stands. Although the fighting with considerable strength is attractive, unilateral crushing and ravage can also satisfy the desire of beastly tendencies in the human heart. They can't wait to see the scene of blood splashing and Wang Lu being beaten to death on the ring.
Looking at the fangs rushing in front of him, Wang Lu slightly tilted his body.
Fangs held a mocking attitude towards Wang Lu's movements. His body, which was sprinting forward, suddenly jumped up, and his knees had already hit Wang Lu directly. His profession was a gene warrior, and he could strengthen any part of his body in an instant. At this time, his knees were like steel.
However, Fang's profession level is not high, and all physical changes are clearly reflected. Wang Lu glanced at him and felt that he could not confront him head-on, so he moved quickly and flashed towards the side.
Fang's attack stopped in advance, and he licked his lips. Very well, this opponent was not that kind of soft-boy. This game finally had something he was satisfied with.
His right leg steadily stepped on the ring, and Fangya made a move to raise his left leg to Wang Lu. Wang Lu stepped back and Fangya's body immediately leaned forward, and his right leg suddenly lifted up at this time and smashed directly towards Wang Lu's chest.
There are not many genetic warriors who use fists, but there are not many of them. A warrior who dares to compete with metal with bullets must have his own advantages, and Fangs are the best among them.
Fang's attack was really powerful, and Wang Lu frowned. He had read Tian Xiaoen's treasure books, and the moves were drawn in them. The moves were quite exquisite, and Wang Lu, who had been tempered countless times, had already integrated them with himself. However, when facing Fang's attack, he actually felt a little powerless.
Wang Lu hesitated for a moment and retreated back again.
Fang seemed to have planned Wang Lu's movements long ago. At this time, his left leg was still holding the knee-to-collision movement, while his right leg had relaxed, but was still stuck in the air. In this state, Fang was once again using the knee-to-collision.
This attack was much less powerful than the ones ahead, but it had exceeded the maximum range that Wang Lu could dodge. Wang Lu had no choice but to take on this attack.
When Wang Lu touched Fang's knees, he realized how powerful the guy in front of him had. Wang Lu's body involuntarily bounced out, and Fang came over again.
Wang Lu's body hit the synthetic rope at the edge of the ring, and he turned over with his fangs, and his fangs swept his legs.
Wang Lu turned over and avoided, and Fang's kicks were also hit. Soon Wang Lu was forced to the corner of the ring. However, Wang Lu had already found a corner and rolled on the ground with indecent actions to avoid Fang's attack circle.
The indigenous people in the stands immediately burst into laughter, but the players' faces were much darker, but the fangs seemed to have some emotional changes.
Fang stopped attacking, he stopped, stared at Wang Lu with an angry gaze, and said, "Mr. Special Forces, can you tell me where your weapon is!"
Chapter completed!