Aura revives all the heavens

Chapter 72 Unlimited Arena

In the end, Chen Si was the only one selected into the SimCity club.

Thinking of Mina's deflated look just now, Chen Si felt inexplicably sour in his heart.

But then I thought wrong.

This is so sour, wouldn't it be a psychopath?
At this time, Xiaoji's voice sounded in the headphones.

"Why did the master's heart beat faster when he saw the carbon water life form just now, and the blood rushed down?"

Well.
For Xiaoji's unanswerable questions, Chen Si generally ignores them.

But this time, Xiaoji seemed very interested in Chen Si's convenient change, and asked again:

"Master's blood is pouring down, which will cause temporary brain ischemia to the master and affect the normal work of the brain. If this continues for a long time, the master will become stupid."

"So I suggest that the next time the master encounters such a carbon water life form, from the perspective of his own safety, it is best to kill the other party directly."

Kill... die?

Chen Si recalled the large area of ​​whiteness just now in his mind, and the blood all over his body poured down again uncontrollably.

However, Xiaoji seemed to have sensed this little reaction, and issued repeated alarm sounds.

"It's not good! It's not good! Master's brain is bleeding again!"

Missing your sister!

Chen Si had big blue veins on his forehead, and walked towards other clubs with a cold face.

The admission review of the simulated city club was very fast. Chen Si estimated that the speed of the other people should not be as fast as his own, so after he finished, he looked for the positions of several other clubs.

But Chen Si underestimated the enthusiasm of the other club seniors along the way. Before he had gone far, a bunch of club brochures and the like were stuffed into his arms.

What painting agency, photography agency, travel agency, and even Chen Si found a thing called etiquette agency in a bunch of promotional brochures.

how.

Are club activities all about saluting each other and posing?
Chen Si, who didn't quite understand, shook his head, continued to shuttle through the crowd, and walked to the nearest fighting club.

After a while, Chen Si arrived at the fighting club where a crowd of people gathered.

As soon as he arrived, he heard shouts and cheers from the crowd, and it sounded like it was very lively inside.

Chen Si was suddenly aroused by curiosity, and immediately squeezed into the crowd.

The power of capable people cannot be covered.

After a while, Chen Si squeezed to the front of the line.

As soon as I saw it, I saw a group of strong men fighting against the wooden frame in front of them.

"Crackling", the sound is sometimes crisp and sometimes dull.

What are you practicing?
Although Chen Si doesn't quite understand the meaning of so many, it doesn't affect him from the perspective of appreciation. After all, it's not bad to be able to make a group of people move in a uniform manner.

"Look, the team of the fighting club has expanded a lot this year!"

"Yeah! It seems that next month's five-school small arena will be interesting again, but I don't know who will win this time."

The conversation between the two seniors beside him immediately attracted Chen Si. He turned his head and asked doubtfully:

"Senior, um, can I ask, what is the small arena of the five schools?"

The two seniors did not expect that their chat in such a lively place would be heard. After looking at each other, the taller senior spoke first:

"Are you a freshman?"

Then, after getting confirmation from Chen Si, a short, dark-skinned senior next to him said:

"The Five Schools Small Arena is a competitive event worthy of participation by all the fighting clubs of the five schools in our university town every October."

"All fighting clubs?"

Chen Si didn't understand what it meant all of a sudden, and asked again.

At this moment, the tall senior interjected:

"It includes Taekwondo, Sanda, kickboxing, fighting and other all ring-type activities that do not limit fighting."

No!
not limited?
So if a person weighing 80 kg and a person weighing 150 kg are put together, wouldn't the person weighing 150 kg win?
This is the innate advantage. How do you fight against people with huge differences in weight?
When the short, dark senior saw Chen Si's stunned expression, he seemed to know what was surprised by the other party, and said again:

"One class for every [-] kilograms, fight by class, for example, you see!"

The swarthy senior pointed to a tall and strong man with arms crossed and a thick waist not far in front of him, and said:
"That's Mi Wei, a junior in the Department of Economics and Trade. He weighs 78 kilograms, and he fights in the 80 kilogram middleweight competition."

"Another example is that."

The swarthy senior pointed to a lean, short-haired man who was hitting a wooden dummy and said:

"That's Wang Qian, weighing 61 kilograms, and he's playing in the 60-kg lightweight competition."

That's it!
Chen Si estimates that his weight is about 75 kilograms. If he goes on stage to compete, he is more likely to be in the middleweight category.

Well.
and many more!

I'm not from a fighting club, so why not get on the stage!
However, since there are battles, there are rankings. Seeing the people here practicing in full swing, a question flashed in Chen Si's mind, and he couldn't help asking:
"Looking at how strong they are one by one, how was their ranking last year?"

As soon as this question came out, the two seniors shook their heads slightly at the same time and said:

"Mi Wei is okay. He is third in the middleweight class. As for Wang Qian, if it weren't for his injury,"

The short senior didn't continue, but Chen Si could understand the meaning behind it.

The third is considered a good ranking, and the other estimate may not even make the top five.

Should not be ah.

See if they are not all very powerful.

That punch, that swing of the leg.

"Wait! There are both lightweight and middleweight, but what about heavyweight?"

"Heavyweight? Haha, that's even worse, the contestants didn't even make it to the final six-person final!" The tall senior snorted angrily.

Is it so cruel! ?
There is no one in a huge school who can play?
Just when Chen Si was surprised, there was a sudden commotion not far away, and then, a spy's voice pierced through the surrounding voices.

"Hey! President Zheng is here! Please give way!"

As soon as these words came out, people around him began to curse angrily.

"Don't squeeze! Don't squeeze!"

"Squeeze Nima!"

At the same time, Chen Si, who was standing in the front position, was pushed forward unsteadily by the crowd, and almost bumped into a strong senior in front.

This made him couldn't help complaining loudly:

"Squeeze your balls!!!"

"two!"

Although the tall senior was also squeezed, he still couldn't help answering when he heard someone ask such an inexplicable question.

At this time, the short dark senior made a mocking sound:

"Hahaha! Luo Danfeng! So you are a weirdo! You actually have two balls!"

Well.
In an instant!
Several boys around couldn't help but set their eyes on this short senior.

Should I tell him the truth?
(End of this chapter)