Chapter 102: Banquet Eaters (Asking for Monthly Tickets)

Chapter 103 Banquet Eater (asking for monthly votes)

"Giggle"

The thick and dark neck was locked by five fingers, blood flow was blocked, and the bulging blue veins were wriggling like curled earthworms, as if they were about to arch out from under the skin at any time.

The next moment.

The tightly clenched palms suddenly loosened.

The strong man like an adult black bear suddenly sat on the ground, his two hands quickly covered his neck, his chest rose and fell violently, and he made a violent gasp like pulling a bellows.

"I give up!"

The eyes under the bear mask, which had not yet completely withdrawn from the congestion, were full of horror and fear.

Before the referee announced the result of the game, the man wearing the bear mask had already stumbled and rolled and "escaped" to the edge of the ring.

The referee of this game slowly approached from the side, looked down at the card in his palm, and then hesitantly announced: "Banquet Eater. Winner!"

Under the three-eyed sheep head mask, Lu Yuan's eyes fluctuated.

He looked up.

Then he looked away as if nothing had happened, shook his palm casually, and turned to walk off the stage.

The feast eater.

He was referring to him.

In the second stage of the competition, each contestant had a "code name".

His code name was given to him by Lin Zhiqin.

It came from a legend in the Mosaic scriptures -

A traveler who was dying of thirst and hunger met a black goat in the wilderness.

The black goat sympathized with the traveler's situation, so it generously cut off its leg meat, took out its internal organs, brewed fine wine with its blood, and cooked a sumptuous banquet to entertain the traveler.

After the traveler had a full meal, he put on the fur peeled off by the black goat and praised the deliciousness of the banquet loudly in the dark night.

It's a very interesting story.

Isn't it?

Lu Yuan glanced at the career panel and saw the prompts of "Professional Experience +85" and a slight improvement in basic fingering and basic grappling.

This was his third competition today.

The first two opponents were an amateur 8th dan and an amateur 9th dan.

The last one was the strongest, with an estimated punching force of about 400 kilograms, which was obviously already at the professional level.

However, in front of Lu Yuan, who had 14 points of strength and a basic punching force of nearly 700 kilograms, it seemed not good enough.

Lu Yuan spent less than three minutes to resolve the battle.

"Three battles, adding more than 40, more than 50 and more than 80 professional experience points respectively.

Although it is a little less, if the number is enough, it is also quite considerable.

Fight another battle, and ensure that 200 experience points are earned every day. It only takes half a month for the level of [Fighter] to reach lv7."

Lu Yuan thought to himself when he stepped down.

In the absence of frequent encounters with "elite monsters" and "small BOSSes" like the crypt rat monster, Mosa's fighting field is still his most important source of experience points.

This is also one of the reasons why Lu Yuan did not choose to stay away when he felt the "scrutiny" of many goat sculptures around him, knowing that Mosa was not simple.

On the other hand, it is also because of his own strength.

The confidence that arises spontaneously in my heart drives me.

There are too many risky things in this world, and avoiding them will never solve the problem.

"Obstacles, smash them!"

This is not a decision made on wisdom.

This is the belief that a fighter must hold.

As soon as he walked out of the fighting venue, Lu Yuan saw Lin Zhiqin waiting at the door.

"Coach!"

Lu Yuan took off his mask, his face full of excitement.

It felt a bit like "Coach, how did I fight? Ask for praise online."

"Not bad."

Lin Zhiqin nodded slightly approvingly, then took out a thick envelope from his pocket and handed it to Lu Yuan.

"This is today's bonus.

A total of 30,000."

Lu Yuan took the envelope, a flash of excitement in his eyes, and sighed with a little regret: "Is there no next game? I thought there was another game. In fact, I can still fight another game."

"There are many opportunities."

Lin Zhiqin said lightly, and then asked Lu Yuan to leave.

"I'll take you home."

"Okay, thank you, coach."

"It's okay."

Thirty minutes later, at a familiar intersection.

Lu Yuan got out of Lin Zhiqin's car, stood under the light of the street lamp, and waved goodbye to Lin Zhiqin.

He didn't look away until the car disappeared.

He rubbed his cheeks with his hands, and his facial muscles were a little stiff from the excessive performance.

Lu Yuan turned indifferently in one direction.

Several crows perched on the side of the road next to the trash can, pecking at the food residues that fell on the ground.

When the crows looked at Lu Yuan.

They immediately seemed to have received some orders, flapped their wings, and their bodies merged into the night sky.

Chasing in the direction where the car just went away.

After doing all this, Lu Yuan turned around and walked towards his home.

In the next three days, Lin Zhiqin would take Lu Yuan to Mosa to play games every day.

Sometimes there were three games, sometimes four games.

The skill experience and career experience on Lu Yuan's [Fighter] panel were rising.

The slight sense of alienation between the two of them due to Lu Yuan's strength on the first day they met seemed to be slowly diluted.

They returned to the good cooperative relationship of both teacher and friend.

"Bang!"

The door of the public lounge was opened.

The buzzing sound in the room suddenly became quiet.

The contestants wearing various masks all looked at the door, and some of them showed some dissatisfaction under their masks.

But when they saw the figure at the door, most of their eyes quickly shrank back as if they were electrocuted.

It seemed that they were extremely afraid of the power of the figure and were afraid of attracting the other party's attention.

Wearing a three-eyed ram mask, a tall and well-proportioned figure walked in from outside the door.

He quickly passed through the public rest area and entered the separate lounge inside.

When the figure completely disappeared, the quiet room returned to normal again.

"It's the feast eater!"

"He has won twelve games in a row. Today, even 'Ya Xiong' lost to him, and it was a one-sided, completely crushed situation!"

"Please, the organizing committee of the competition must not let me meet him!

I don't want to be abused."

"Actually, it's okay. Among the current group of masters, his temper is not bad."

Lu Yuan opened the door of the locker and put the three-eyed ram mask in.

Then he started to change clothes.

A wall separated him from the public lounge, and he could clearly hear the discussion in the common room next to him.

"You're right. I'm very measured every time I attack."

Hearing someone's evaluation of him from the other side of the wall, Lu Yuan responded softly with approval.

After the continuous competitions in the past few days, he has gained a little fame in the "Boiling Night" of Mosa.

His three-eyed goat mask and his style of solving battles neatly and neatly within a few moves have also won a small number of people's hearts.

"It seems that there are more and more masters."

Lu Yuan put his T-shirt over his head and recalled the last battle that just ended.

The opponent code-named "Ya Xiong" is quite strong and his strength is almost the same as his.

And he has thick skin and flesh, and is extremely resistant to beating.

If it weren't for Lu Yuan, the perverted hexagonal warrior with almost no dead angles.

Generally, players with a punching force of 700 kilograms may not be his opponent.

"It seems that what Lin Zhiqin said, that Mosa temporarily increased the prize money and modified the competition system, attracting a large number of fighting masters to participate in the competition, is true."

"I just don't know how good the masters are inside, and when I can meet them."

Lu Yuan closed the door of the locker, put on his backpack, and returned to the appearance of an ordinary high school student, leaving from the back door of the lounge.

The situation at home has greatly eased, and he has no place to spend money.

Now the prize money is not as tempting to him as before.

What attracted him instead became the fighting event itself, where he had many opportunities to fight with different types of fighters, gain experience, and increase his strength.

Walking out of the lounge door, Lu Yuan crossed the hall and went up to the first floor alone.

Then he found Lin Zhiqin in the car not far from the entrance of the club.

After the event was upgraded, the two were no longer as casual as before, and began to consciously pay attention to hiding their identities.

After all, being probed before the game is a taboo in fighting.

"You played a little wrong in the match against Yaxiong today. If you had attacked his lower body at the beginning, the follow-up wouldn't have taken so long."

As soon as Lu Yuan got in the car, Lin Zhiqin began to give him a post-match summary.

It seemed that the two of them had completely returned to the state they used to get along with.

Lu Yuan listened very carefully.

While writing down Lin Zhiqin's words, he was thinking about finding the same opponent in his consciousness space to verify it after returning.

After the summary, Lin Zhiqin took out the familiar envelope paper bag as usual.

It was thick.

Compared with before, Lu Yuan's prize money for winning three games has now risen to 100,000!

"Your current points are enough to qualify and enter the semi-finals.

You can play or not in the next match."

Lu Yuan keenly noticed the meaning of Lin Zhiqin's words at the end, and asked: "What does the coach mean?"

Lin Zhiqin glanced at him and started the car.

As the car slowly started, Lu Yuan heard him speak.

"Come to me tomorrow afternoon.

I have something to teach you."

Consciousness space.

Lu Yuan punched suddenly.

The muscles on his arm undulated violently, the veins bulged, and he instantly expanded a circle, and then he hit the chest of the strong man in front of him firmly.

"Crack, crack--"

Accompanied by a series of bone cracking sounds.

The latter seemed to be hit head-on by a high-speed car.

The whole person suddenly retreated backwards madly.

"Stop!"

Lu Yuan pressed the "pause button".

Then he walked quickly to the strong man, tore off the clothes on his chest, and carefully checked the wound marks he had hit.

This position was completely sunken, and the flesh was stretched white.

Lu Yuan couldn't help showing surprise.

"Even if I didn't use the ultimate move, it was just a simple [Special Force] double burst.

It's enough for me to break through this layer of flesh."

Lu Yuan thought about it and chose to enter the latter's body with consciousness.

I won't go into details about the bloated and sluggish feeling. Lu Yuan's whole mind was focused on feeling the surface skin and flesh of this body.

He suddenly discovered.

The toughness of the skin and the firmness of the muscles of this opponent named Ya Xiong were far beyond his expectations.

"It's stronger than my 15-point physique!"

"But his physique is definitely not 15 points!"

Lu Yuan's eyes flashed violently, and his brain thought quickly.

Suddenly, he thought of a certain point.

"Practice the flesh!"

On the night when he encountered the Crow God Servant, Zhou Ling once mentioned to him a level in martial arts - practice the flesh!

"Could it be that this guy has specially trained his flesh and skin?

That's why his flesh and skin have such amazing defense?"

Lu Yuan's consciousness withdrew, and he felt the body that he was once quite satisfied with, and his expression changed for a while.

He soon became firm.

"No, I must ask Lin Zhiqin later.

I must learn this training method no matter what!"

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