Chapter 103: The Banquet Eater (please ask for monthly votes)
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The thick and dark neck was locked with five fingers, blocking the blood flow, and the protruding veins wriggled like curled up earthworms, as if they were about to bulge out from under the flesh at any time. come out.
next moment.
The clenched palms suddenly loosened.
The strong man who looked like an adult black bear suddenly sat down on the ground, quickly covering his neck with both hands, his chest heaving violently, and he let out a violent breathing sound like a bellows.
"I, I, give up!"
The eyes under the bear mask that had not yet fully recovered from the bloodshot state were full of shock and horror.
Before the referee could announce the result of the match, the man wearing a bear mask had already stumbled, rolled and crawled to the edge of the ring.
The referee of this game slowly approached from the side, glanced down at the card in his palm, and then announced hesitantly: "The feaster wins!"
Under the three-eyed sheep head mask, Lu Yuan's eyes fluctuated.
Lift your head and look toward your head.
Then he looked away as if nothing had happened, waved his palms casually, turned around and walked towards the stage.
Feasters.
It refers to him.
In the second stage of the schedule, every player has a "code name."
His codename was given to him by Lin Zhiqin.
It comes from a certain legend in the Mosaic scriptures -
a traveler who was dying of thirst met a black goat in the wilderness.
The black goat felt pity for the traveler's plight, so he generously cut off his own leg meat, took out his own internal organs, brewed fine wine with his own blood, and cooked a sumptuous banquet to entertain the traveler.
After the traveler had a full meal, he put on the skin of the black goat and loudly praised the deliciousness of the feast in the dark night. This is an
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 is his third game today.
The first two opponents were an amateur 8th Dan and an amateur 9th Dan.
The last one is the strongest, with an estimated punching power of about 400 kilograms. He has obviously reached the professional level.
But in front of Lu Yuan, who had 14 points of strength and a basic boxing strength of nearly 700 kilograms, it seemed not enough.
Lu Yuan spent less than three minutes in total to resolve the battle.
"Three battles, respectively, added more than 40, 50 and 80 professional experience.
Although it is a little less, if the number is large enough, it is quite considerable.
If we fight again, we will guarantee two hundred a day. With some experience points earned, it only takes half a month for the [Fighter] level to reach level 7." Lu Yuan
thought in his mind when he stepped off the stage.
Since he cannot often encounter "elite monsters" and "mini-bosses" like the Burrow Rat Monster, Mosa's battle arena is still his most important source of experience points.
This is one of the reasons why Lu Yuan felt the "scrutiny" of many goat sculptures around him and did not choose to avoid them even though he knew that Mosa was not simple.
On the other hand, it is also because its own strength is getting stronger day by day.
Driven by the self-confidence that arises spontaneously in my heart.
There are too many risky things in this world, and avoiding them will never solve the problem.
"Obstruction, crush!"
This has nothing to do with strategic decision-making.
This is the belief that a fighter must hold.
As soon as he walked out of the competition venue, Lu Yuan saw Lin Zhiqin waiting at the door.
"Coach!"
Lu Yuan took off his mask, his face full of excitement.
It feels a bit like "Coach, how did I play? I'm asking for praise online."
"Well done."
Lin Zhiqin nodded with slight approval, 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 flashed in his eyes, and sighed with a little regret: "Is there no next game? I thought there was a next game. In fact, I We can still fight again."
"There are many opportunities."
Lin Zhiqin said lightly, and then asked Lu Yuan to leave.
"I'll take you home."
"Oh, okay, thank you, coach."
"It's okay."
Thirty minutes later, we reached a familiar intersection.
Lu Yuan got off Lin Zhiqin's car, stood under the light of the street light, and waved goodbye to Lin Zhiqin.
He didn't look back until the car was out of sight.
He reached out and rubbed his cheeks. The excessive performance made his facial muscles a little stiff.
Lu Yuan looked indifferently in one direction.
A few crows were perched on the edge of a trash can on the roadside, pecking at the food scraps that had fallen on the ground.
When the crows and Lu Yuan's eyes met.
They immediately seemed to have received some order, flapped their wings, and jumped into the night sky.
He chased the car in the direction it had just gone.
After doing all this, Shi Shiran turned around and walked towards home.
In the next three days, Lin Zhiqin would lead Lu Yuan to Mosa to play games every day.
Sometimes it’s three, sometimes four.
The skill experience and professional experience on Lu Yuan's [Fighter] panel are rising steadily.
The feeling of alienation caused by Lu Yuan's strength when the two met on the first day seemed to be slowly diluted.
We have returned to the good cooperative relationship that we once had, both as teachers and as friends.
"Bang!"
The door to the public room opened.
The humming sound in the room suddenly fell silent.
The contestants wearing various masks all looked towards the door. Some of the masks showed a bit of dissatisfaction.
But when they saw the figure appearing at the door, most of their eyes quickly retracted as if they were electrocuted.
It seemed that he was extremely afraid of the power of that figure, lest he attract the other party's attention.
Wearing a three-eyed ram mask, a tall and well-proportioned figure walked in from the door.
Quickly pass through the public rest area and enter the separate lounge inside. When the figure disappeared completely, the quiet room returned to normal again.
"It's the Feast Eater!"
"He has won twelve games in a row. Today, even 'Tooth Bear' lost to him, and it was a one-sided situation, completely crushed!"
"Please, the competition organizing committee must not let me meet him!
I don't want to be abused."
"Actually, it's okay. Among the current group of experts, his temper is not bad."
Lu Yuan opened the storage Open the cabinet door and put the three-eyed ram mask inside.
Then start changing clothes.
Separated by a wall, he could clearly hear the discussion in the common room next to him.
"You're right, I'm very measured every time I take action."
Hearing someone on the other side of the wall comment on himself, Lu Yuan responded softly with approval.
After these days of continuous competition, he has gained a little fame in Mosa's "Boiling Night".
His three-eyed billy goat mask, and his style of resolving battles neatly and neatly within a few moves every time, have gained a small amount of popularity among the people.
"The number of masters seems to be increasing."
Lu Yuan pulled his T-shirt over his head and recalled the last battle that had just ended.
The opponent codenamed "Tooth Bear" was quite powerful, almost as powerful as him.
Moreover, the skin is rough and the flesh is thick, making it extremely resistant to beating.
If he hadn't met Lu Yuan, a perverted hexagonal warrior with almost no blind spots.
Generally speaking, a player with a boxing power of 700 kilograms may not be his opponent.
"It seems that what Lin Zhiqin said about Mosa temporarily increasing the prize money and modifying the competition system, attracting a large number of fighting masters to participate in the competition, is true." "I just don't know how high the masters are and when they
can meet them."
Lu Yuan closed the locker door, put on his backpack, returned to his ordinary high school appearance, and left through the back door of the lounge.
The family's situation has greatly eased, and he has nothing to spend money on.
Now the bonus is no longer as attractive to him as before.
What attracted him instead was the fighting event itself. He had many opportunities to fight against different types of fighters to gain experience and increase his strength.
Walk out of the lounge door, walk through the hall, and go up to the first floor alone.
Then I found Lin Zhiqin in the car not far from the club entrance.
After the competition was upgraded, the two were no longer as casual as before, and began to consciously focus on hiding their identities.
After all, being bottomed out before a match is a taboo in fighting.
"You had some problems in today's match against Ya Xiong. If you attack his lower plate from the beginning, it won't take so long later." As soon as
Lu Yuan got in the car, Lin Zhiqin began to give him a post-match summary.
It seems that they have completely returned to the way they used to get along.
Lu Yuan listened carefully.
While writing down Lin Zhiqin's words, he was thinking about finding the same opponent in his consciousness space to verify it when he went back.
After summarizing, Lin Zhiqin took out the familiar envelope and paper bag as usual.
thick.
Compared with before, Lu Yuan's prize money for winning three games has now risen to 100,000!
"You now have enough points to qualify and enter the semi-finals.
You can play or not play in the subsequent competitions."
Lu Yuan was keenly aware of the unfinished meaning of Lin Zhiqin's words and asked: "What does the coach mean?"
Lin Zhiqin looked at it . He glanced at it and started to start the car.
As the car started slowly, 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 arms rippled violently, and the veins bulged out, swelling in size instantly, and then struck solidly on the chest of the strong man in front of him.
"Crack, click, click -"
accompanied by a series of bone cracking sounds.
The latter was like being hit head-on by a high-speed car.
The whole person suddenly jumped backward crazily.
"Stop!"
Lu Yuan pressed the "pause button".
Then he quickly walked over to the strong man, tore open the clothes on his chest, and carefully examined the traces of wounds he had been hit by.
This area was completely sunken, and the skin and flesh were stretched to the point of turning white.
Lu Yuan couldn't help but look surprised.
"Even if I don't use a special move, it's just a double burst of [Special Power].
It's enough for me to penetrate this layer of flesh."
Lu Yuan thought for a while and chose to enter the latter's body with his consciousness.
Not going into details about the feeling of bloat and sluggishness, Lu Yuan focused all his attention on understanding the superficial skin of this body.
He suddenly found out.
The toughness of this opponent's skin and the tightness of his muscles were far beyond his expectations.
"Slightly stronger than my 15-point physique!"
"But his physique is clearly not up to 15 points!"
Lu Yuan's eyes flashed violently, and his brain thought quickly.
Suddenly, he thought of something point.
"Practice meat!"
On the night when he met the Crow God Attendant, Zhou Ling once mentioned to him the name of a level in martial arts - meat training!
"Is it because this guy has specially tempered his skin
that the defensive power of his skin is so amazing?"
Lu Yuan withdrew from consciousness, feeling the body that he was quite satisfied with, and the expression on his face changed for a while.
He quickly became determined.
"No, I must ask Lin Zhiqin later.
I must learn this training method no matter what!"
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(End of chapter)