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Chapter 44: Ghost Fingers Six

"Why don't you fight?" Yu Rufeng looked at Wang Lu tightly. He was actually surprised. Others might have seen Wang Lu's embarrassment, but he saw that it was indeed Wang Lu's ability exposed under Fangya. He had never seen many such good players.

"I don't know!" Qingying answered Yu Rufeng coldly, but her eyes were completely stuck on Wang Lu's body on the ring.

In the field, Wang Lu looked at Fang and took a deep breath. The difference in strength between the two people is now very obvious. If we do not use weapons, Wang Lu will not be able to defeat Fang. Even Fangs do not need to use fists.

The people in the stands were also eagerly looking at the ring. They didn't know why Fangs stopped, but this interrupted their expectation for Fangs. A large group of dissatisfied spectators immediately shouted loudly: "Kill him, kill him, kill him!"

The one they said was naturally Wang Lu. At this time, Wang Lu heard the sound of not intentional but wanted to die around the surrounding areas, and suddenly had a strange hallucination. He gently shook his head and then raised his head. At this time, the military dagger No. B001 was taken out by Wang Lu.

Fangya looked at Wang Lu unexpectedly. When he saw that the weapon that a special forces soldier should use was a gun, and when facing an opponent with powerful close combat like him, he should use a weapon like a gun. But Wang Lu took out a dagger, Fangya glanced at Wang Lu's hand. The opponent in front of him was either a tricky guy or a somewhat powerful arrogant maniac.

"What happened?" Yu Rufeng shrank his eyebrows and then asked a question.

Qingying didn't say anything, and he didn't understand what was going on.

At this time, a young man behind Yu Rufeng suddenly spoke: "The naked person should have been dissatisfied with the player, and both of them were reserved just now."

Qingying sitting in front, Shui Tang and Yu Rufeng immediately turned around. The person who spoke was a companion of Yu Rufeng. His name was Situ, a psycho player, but his secondary profession was a biologist. From the moment he saw Wang Lu, he was staring at Wang Lu's sunglasses. Judging from his movements of pushing his nose from time to time, he seemed very uncomfortable with not having glasses, and he was also very curious about the sunglasses that Wang Lu had."

After he finished speaking, Wang Lu took out the dagger.

The attention of several people was immediately attracted.

On the ring, Fangya laughed and attacked Wang Lu. He would soon know whether his opponent was a timid or something else.

Perhaps Wang Lu made him unhappy before, so he used his fist from the beginning.

The white fist gloves turned into fluorescent light in the air, and their fangs hit Wang Lu without reservation. At this time, Wang Lu raised the dagger in his hand.

With a clang, the dagger collided with the fist gloves in the air, but something unexpected happened to Fangya. Wang Lu seemed to have not held the dagger, and the dagger flew towards him with a handle facing him.

Fangya was still stunned for a moment, because he knew that his punch was not that powerful, so he used six points of strength.

And at this moment, Wang Lu suddenly posted it up.

Anyone who is familiar with Wang Lu's style of attack knows that when Wang Lu uses a dagger, all the strange situations are Wang Lu's attacking techniques. Wang Lu's mastery of the dagger can be said to have reached a level of exquisiteness. In Wang Lu's hands, the "critical" of the dagger was fully displayed. Even Tian Xiaoen, who has been practicing martial arts since childhood, can only defeat him by using the Lotus Red Sword, because there is no dagger that can withstand that knife.

When Fang saw the handle appearing in front of him, he stretched out a hand from the air and grabbed the handle of the knife. Then the blade of the dagger was turned over and the blade pointed directly at Fang's throat.

Fang was startled and made his first concession.

Wang Lu was like a cold machine lifting his fangs. After forcing him to retreat, he showed no joy or other expressions. He once again approached the fangs. The fangs retreated and lost all their offenses, and at the same time replaced them with defense. But for Wang Lu, the attack poses a greater threat to him, and he has to try his best to avoid all attacks, but the defense... there is no gap that he cannot see.

Fang saw something that surprised him even more. The dagger was moving at the tip of Wang Lu's fingertips, like a flexible little fish. In the end, Wang Lu's gesture of grabbing the dagger turned into another look. This posture can launch the most fatal attack on the heart, but Wang Lu's range of changing posture was in a space as small as his palm...

"Is this still a fucking human being?" Fangya looked at Wang Lu in shock, a little lost.

If he were a person from Longjiang City, he would understand how magical the Ghost Finger Six had.

Fang bit his lower teeth and continued to retreat. This was his second step back.

Wang Lu once again posted it up, Fangya realized that the entire battle situation became dangerous because of his initial difficulty.

What’s more important is that Wang Lu is just an outsider, and he is a real indigenous person. If he dies, there will be no chance of making a comeback.

Thinking that he was as embarrassed as Wang Lu, this made Fangya feel a little ridiculous. At this time, he was determined to find an opportunity to escape from the battle like Wang Lu... Even if he rolled around, he didn't care. He believed that as long as he was given another chance, he would not be worse than Wang Lu.

Seeing the attack in front of him, Fang Fang retreated helplessly again...

Seeing the fangs retreating again and again, the indigenous people in the stands were surprised to reach the point where their chins were about to fall off. The players on the stands were surprised and widened their eyes. Some enthusiasts had already started calling friends. The players did not have the function of taking photos, and there were also things in the back-photo system in the competitive center, otherwise the photos would be flying all over the sky. (Although the betting competition is allowed, it is illegal to promote them directly, unless officially held.)

"Okay!" Yu Rufeng couldn't help but shouted out OK. He had long wanted to see players attacking this group of damn natives.

Qingying's eyes were just bright and didn't speak.

Shui Tang pulled Qingying's clothes, looked at Qingying, then pointed to the electronic panel in front of Qingying and asked, "Do you know so much?"

Qingying smiled slightly: "I guessed."

The Fangs in the field were no longer in the mood to care about what the people in the stands were thinking. He finally found an opportunity to get out of the center of the battle in the intense battle.

Just as Wang Lu stabbed his eyes, his fangs shook and half fell to the ground. Then, he used a sliding shovel from under Wang Lu's arm.

Fangya felt a little happy. This was a rare feeling he had in countless battles. Wang Lu's attack failed, and his body could soon be cut off from under Wang Lu's arm.

But at this moment, a dagger suddenly appeared, and the blade of the dagger was slashing in the way ahead. If he still maintained this position, the dagger would easily cut his throat.

Fang immediately began to rub his hands against the surface of the ring with his hands, but it seemed that this action could no longer rescue him from the impending crisis.

Just when the Fang was desperate, the hand holding the dagger suddenly moved, and the dagger suddenly flew out in that dazzling movement and bounced straight towards it.

Fang was just tilting his face, and he saw Wang Lu's other hand grabbing the dagger. Just as Fang's heart slighted, his neck was suddenly grabbed.

Fang's body paused and lay on the competitive arena with his face raised.

"I won." Wang Lu took off his glasses with his eyes holding the dagger, and then looked at Fang's eyes very seriously. Then, Wang Lu stretched out his hand towards Fang.

Fangya did not accept Wang Lu's kindness. He turned his head aside, looked at the ground, and then weighed him: "Oh!"

Wang Lu stood up and put away the dagger. The audience in the stands came to his senses as if they were fairy traveling. Suddenly, everyone looked at this magical "outsider", and then, the players gave Wang Lu a thunderous applause.

Applause is contagious, and soon the indigenous people also applauded. For a large part of them, they only respect those with strength.

Wang Lu didn't care about these people, so he quietly walked off the ring. The system handed him over 22,000 game coins after winning. Wang Lu was stunned for a moment. The number was not right. He checked the data... and then found that it was actually tax collection.

"This tax is really a pitfall..." Wang Lu rolled his eyes. The tax was more than 20%.

Compared with taxation, the competitive center is much gentler, and the money it gets is only 2%. Wang Lu is a little surprised how the competitive center pays those players. After thinking about it carefully, he feels relieved. After all, there is so much derivative value in gambling competitions... Maybe there will be stocks.

This money is still a small matter for Wang Lu. Perhaps it was really big in the past. Wang Lu solemnly included the money in the electronic banking game. Although the money was not much, it was his capital. The battle just now was enough for him to make a decision.

Qingying, who was sitting in the stands, immediately stood up after seeing Wang Lu leave. Shuitang immediately asked Qingying what she was going to do. Qingying threw down a lightly sentence: "You want to sign..."
Chapter completed!
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