The host of fast travel, she always rolls over

Chapter 270 Interstellar Sports Anchor System (23)

Soon the assistant in the live broadcast room sent what Jun Anzhi said just now in the form of an announcement to the top of the live broadcast room.

Jun Anzhi also opened the live broadcast room and broadcast live.

"I believe fans have seen my announcement in the live broadcast room, about some people's challenges.

I took it myself, and I will see you in the Xingwang arena in half an hour. "

Jun Anzhi rarely interacts with fans during her live broadcasts, but now that she appears in the live broadcast room, the eyes of those fans who have always defended her are filled with tears.

"Miss, don't pay attention to those black fans who are full and have nothing to do. They are just jealous of your sudden popularity!"

"Yeah, don't pay attention to those people, they are sour!"

Jun Anzhi looked at the bullet screens with a smile.

"I am very touched by the fans' support for me, but I also want to do something for the fans...

It’s true that I’m a grassroots person, but I’m also a hardworking person. People who work hard should be treated well, whether it’s me or you in front of the screen.

In this group arena, anyone who is three levels higher than me can challenge me, but if I lose in any abnormal way, all the martial arts textbooks in the live broadcast room will be taken off the shelves, I apologize!
If the person who challenged me didn't beat me in a single match, I apologize, and don't come to my live broadcast room to make trouble in the future...

So in the near future I will live broadcast, Star Network No. 217, see you there. "

What Jun Anzhi said was very provocative, but I have to say that her words resonated.

The universe is infinite, there are too many ordinary people, and too many hardworking people.

However, hard work may not necessarily pay off.

But Little Moon is telling the world that hard work may not necessarily bring you satisfactory results, but if you don't work hard, you will never get anything.

It is obvious that Little Moon is a success. From one game, in just one month, it became popular throughout the G Galaxy.

And the heat hasn't completely subsided yet.

Her live video has been spread to other galaxies.

There are many fans in the live broadcast room, all from other galaxies...

The group arena will begin soon.

Jun Anzhi entered the Star Network, opened the arena, and soon he was standing in a huge competition field.

She is the master of the ring, set down the ring and let those people challenge.

The world is buzzing in the morning.

"Who is Little Moon? He actually put down the ring and let others challenge him."

"A game anchor is not worth mentioning."

"Game anchor? Did playing a game make him brain-dead? Doesn't he know that games are different from reality?"

"It doesn't matter if she plays a game. No matter how good she is at the game, in reality she is just an ordinary person, and she actually competes in the ring?"

"You need to know the data of Starnet Arena, but it is 100% realistic based on the data in human reality."

"Who knew we could just eat a melon!"

Soon, a white light flashed, and a tall man was teleported into the ring.

The group arena immediately entered the countdown.

Jun Anzhi pulled out his bronze sword and looked at the countdown without talking nonsense to the man opposite him.

The man on the opposite side probably wanted to say a few words, but after seeing Jun Anzhi's clean and neat movements, his face turned red.

"Resolve the battle within ten seconds." Jun Anzhi raised his chin, looking at the man's eyes as if he were looking at an ant.

She had no intention of holding back in the arena this time, and was going to kill everyone.

"I'll know after trying it." The man was stunned, he didn't expect Jun Anzhi to be so arrogant.

When the countdown ended, Jun Anzhi lifted the tip of his sword, and her whole figure moved as fast as lightning, leaving only an afterimage of her in place.

Appeared behind the man almost instantly.

"Poof!" A sword pierced the man's heart.

"You..." The man turned his head, his eyes were shocked, and there was disbelief on his face.

"Ten seconds will lift you up, and you will fall in one second." Jun Anzhi drew his sword, and lowered his eyes to look at the man who was not completely dead in front of him.

In fact, he didn't believe that these people were the black fans in the live broadcast room.

Black fans are usually some keyboard warriors, and it's fine to have a mouthful on the Internet.

But now it has developed to the point where he is challenging her on the Internet.

Jun Anzhi was not stupid, so he naturally thought that all this was deliberately organized by someone.

Since you want to play, let's play with them once, so that they will be frightened by the news, and you can use this time to increase your fans, why not do it

Although the fans tried their best to protect her, they didn't know Jun Anzhi's strength.

Jun Anzhi set up this arena partly to tell the anti-fans that she is not afraid of them.

Half of it is to tell fans that the people they follow have real strength and are worthy of their fans.

In this way, we can consolidate her fans and make those fans who are fighting for her more confident and confident.

Therefore, in the days to come, the fans in Little Moon's live broadcast room were particularly arrogant.

Anti-fans and trolls teamed up to fight, and fans started talking.

But Little Moon directly slapped them in the face with actions.

Like this arena.

The black fans questioned that she was just a show in the game, and she was not worthy of fans' brainless fans.

Learning the textbook video is just to attract people's attention and cheat traffic...

Jun Anzhi immediately set up a ring and slapped them in the face.

"what……"

"My God! Is Little Moon really a master in reality?"

"This is the arena of the seventh-level gymnastics. This world is too illusory. The seventh-level master was killed by someone piercing his heart with a sword!"

"How did she do it? When the timer ended, all I saw was a blur in front of my eyes, and the scene was fixed on Little Moon holding a sword and stabbing her opponent to the core..."

"It's too fast, I have to watch the replay!"

"It's so fucking exciting!"

"I found it, I found it. The guy who was stabbed to death with a sword is Yang Zefeng from the G galaxy, ranked 79th in the seventh-level gymnastics competition!"

Some netizen was so powerful that he even peeled off the vest of the unlucky guy who was killed by one of Jun'an's swords.

As a result, the side of Xingwang Sports was boiling.

There is no other reason, Yang Zefeng's physical skills, no matter in the star network or in reality, are all proper masters!
And it was such a master who was pierced through the heart by a sword in the ring.

What a shame...

"How strong is Little Moon?"

"It can kill instantly at the same level!"

Netizens frantically swiped their screens, Jun Anzhi has already eliminated Yang Zefeng from the competition.

She stands holding a sword.

"The one who challenged me before, come up now."

After about a minute, or tens of seconds, a white light flashed, and another person was teleported into the ring.

"Eighth step?" Jun Anzhi raised his lips with a delicate expression.

"So to be a black fan, you need to have some strength, otherwise, you won't be able to keep up the pace."

Jun Anzhi sighed inexplicably.

"Please advise." The one who came up this time was a man with a gentle appearance. As soon as he came up, he bowed his hands to Jun Anzhi very politely.

"I dare not, after all, I am not a small anchor, and I may be a liar."

Jun Anzhi said with a smile on his face.

In this world, the highest level of physical skills is the tenth level. Those who can mobilize the eighth level physical skills masters really spend a lot of money.

(End of this chapter)