mechanical court

The female master of ceremonies made a passionate statement first, and the male master of ceremonies then read out a large part of the commercial. Thanks to his solid line skills, he abruptly yelled out this stinky and long commercial with a feeling of blood rushing.

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Although their performances are very hard, there are still many people who don't buy it, such as Kalenz, who attaches great importance to mixed martial arts competitions.

"What kind of opening line is this! How can you read an advertisement at the beginning! The atmosphere was ruined by this bastard before it was brewed. It's just a bunch of stinky and long farts! Let me go! You let me go! I Go kill these two mentally handicapped masters of ceremonies!" Kalenz was furious, and Ivan and Shamir pulled him from left to right, almost breaking the man who was on the verge of losing control.

"Calm down, the master of ceremonies is also paid for things, it's not their fault, but the greedy organizer!" Xia Mier hugged his arm tightly, with a tense and serious expression, for fear that he would break free if he didn't pay attention.

"The organizers also use money to do things! Without these sponsors, there would be no mixed martial arts competition now. Don't be impulsive, it is very rare for a fighting competition to be held again, don't expect so much!" Yi Wen grabbed another of the man's words arm, forcing him to the floor, while explaining quickly.

The two tried to persuade Kalenz with all kinds of talk, and finally managed to calm Kalenz, making him dispel the urge to rush over and beat up the master of ceremonies.However, Kalenz was not the only one who was disgusted by the advertisement. After understanding the advertisement through the translation of the client, some fighters from different planets were stunned, some were indifferent, and some were furious.

"Shut up, who are you talking nonsense to!"

"Get rolling, gems are rolling all over Lao Tzu's planet! No need to buy your reprocessed garbage!"

"Go to your mother's interstellar hypermarket, go to your mother's fighting dreamland Silence, go to your mother's cash coupons!"

Before the opening remarks of the male and female masters of ceremonies were finished, they were forcibly interrupted by the violent old buddies of the fighting family. They could only stop the speech in embarrassment, and adjusted all the cameras to the arenas all over the city.

So far, the mixed martial arts competition has officially begun!

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The preliminaries were a point contest, and there was no need for the three of them to start together, so they dispersed and went to find their opponents according to the arena randomly assigned by the client.

"No.70 No. [-] ring?"

After Yiwen saw the number of the arena, he immediately took steps, followed the navigation map of the client, and rushed to the fighting arena 300 meters away.When he arrived there, fighters randomly matched through the client were already standing on the ring, and crowds of onlookers were crowded outside the cordon.

The fighter was a classical warrior with long hair and beard, wearing bronze protective gear all over his body. He was about two meters tall, with strange tattoo symbols drawn on his skin. He was so strong that he almost looked like a brown bear.

"I'm DiTheodore! (client translation)" After seeing Ivan walk into the ring, he raised the sword and shield in his hand, bowed slightly, and looked polite.

"I'm Ivan." Seeing that he was very polite, Ivan raised his fists and bowed slightly.

"Let's talk with swords! Your Excellency Yiwen, please don't resent me. Every fighter should taste the bitterness of defeat, which is good for you." His tone was as if victory was already in sight.

As soon as DiTheodore finished speaking, he hid his body behind the sword and shield, and at the same time, a dazzling light erupted from his body.Under the shining of the rising sun, this kind of magical light, like smoke and mist, makes people feel extraordinarily magnificent.

This kind of light is taupe, with a kind of dignified like a rock, and spread to his bronze short sword and shield in an instant, coating the sword and shield with a layer of light film full of texture.

boom--!

The moment the light bloomed to the apex, Di Theodore stomped his feet on the ground without hesitation, and a large group of thrusting rubber fragments exploded at the place where he stepped on the ground, and the rubber ground of one square meter was crushed by him.With the help of this explosive power, he put the shield in front of him, rushed towards Ivan like a locomotive out of control, and quickly pulled out a gray-brown light and shadow!

"Your Excellency Yiwen, you lost! (client translation)"

Seeing that the shield with gray light was about to hit the opponent, DiTheodore roared like a beast!

Yiwen lowered his body without hesitation, and when the opponent's figure was more than three inches away from him, he stepped back suddenly with his right foot, his toes gripped the ground, his back sank, and the skin on his right arm was swollen with blue veins Like a snake, it can be punched out with a full charge.

boom--!

DiTheodore's roar was immediately overwhelmed by a louder sound, broken in the huge sound wave.His pupils shrank instantly, and a golden light reflected in his eyes!The dazzling glare is like the fire waves splashing on the surface of the sun, like the punishment from the sky above the clouds!

Ivan was like holding a small sun in his hand, and that sun suddenly flew out with invincible power.In an instant, DiTheodore only had time to adjust the angle of the shield, facing the golden light beam, and frantically focused the light on the shield.

Om-!

A huge vibrato!

The iron fist wrapped in golden flames hit the shield, and Di Theodore's tall body was shaken violently, flying back at a faster speed than the previous charge.But at this critical moment, he showed the quality that a veteran fighter should have—instantly stabbed a sword from behind the shield, preventing Ivan from pursuing him.

"..."

After quickly stabilizing his figure, DiTheodore turned his gaze and glanced at the deep sword mark on the shield. His pupils contracted, and he felt contempt in his heart.

"This time is my attack round!"

As soon as the words came out, Ivan's sprinting figure turned into a golden afterimage, following a straight trajectory, blasting towards Di Theodore who was directly opposite.

DiTheodore's expression sank, and then he swung the shield towards the ground of the ring suddenly, and a taupe light sank from the bronze shield into the ground.Then even the surrounding audience felt their feet tremble, and the ground shook violently, as if an earthquake had occurred.

The intensity of the vibration decreased outwards in a circle, and the onlookers outside the arena only felt a little vibration, but the intensity of the shock wave at the feet of Ivan, who was the main target, almost caught up with the tumbling waves.The rubber floor bulges with layers of outward folds, as if the wave boards are agitated in circles, as if it is the surface of turbulent water.

Whoosh-!

The golden flames directly separated the 'waves', like a straight edge cutting through the arena, extending all the way to DiTheodore's body.

"It doesn't work?"

DiTheodore's eyes widened immediately, and at the same time, he let go of the shield in his hand. After taking a half step backward like lightning, he suddenly lowered his waist and twisted his hips, and at the same time swung his sword at Ivan who was approaching rapidly.

boom--!

A punch full of light energy hit the shield firmly, and it flew upside down, accelerating to exceed the speed of sound in an instant, breaking through the circle and spreading the air wave, bringing the bronze short sword to Di Theodore's body together. on the chest.

boom--!

This fully armed classical warrior was hit by his own shield, and his whole body flew upside down in an instant, dragging out a blurry afterimage. After breaking through the three layers of guardrails above and below the ring, he fell heavily to the ground.

"Congratulations to the Flame of Destiny contestant, defeating the opponent's heavy infantry centurion, and getting a few promotion points." The moment the opponent's body flew out of the ring, Yiwen also received a reminder from the client.

"This guy didn't lose in technology, but in physical function. He has been able to make full use of his grudge, and use the destructive power of its increased energy. If he cultivates the Sun Golden Sutra or fuses Shenyuan metal, he can be as good as Minister Karenz." It’s a pity that the civilization born in the classical period was indeed buried.”

Yiwen silently shouted his grievances for him, then jumped off the ring and ran towards the second ring displayed on the client terminal.

The preliminaries are only three days long, but the points have to be accumulated to 30 points, which means that a fighter has to defeat more than [-] opponents a day on average before entering the official competition.Fighting at least thirty rounds a day is a torment for any fighter, and those who can accumulate one hundred points in the end must be the elite among the elite.

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Among the amazed onlookers, the clown and the blond youth watched Ivan's figure go away, looked at each other, and then followed him not too far away.

"Have you seen his strength?" The blond young man, who was so handsome that he was almost bewitching, asked in a low voice.

"This game is a crushing battle, and there is nothing useful at all." The clown replied calmly.

"Then as long as we mix in the audience and continue to follow and observe silently, it will be fine. To win thirty points a day, even if he can win every game, he will have to play a hundred games! Even if the body has the ability to regenerate at a super speed, the spirit Level consumption is unavoidable, after three days, he will definitely feel exhausted... Maybe we will be able to complete the task at the end of the preliminaries." The blond youth said with a smile.

"Actually, there is no need to be so troublesome. As long as Nabe makes a move, that guy will definitely die!" The clown turned his face and glanced at him, and said casually, "I follow and observe this way just so that I can kill him and escape smoothly."

"It's really self-confidence that goes along with your identity as an ace killer...it's just..."

The blond youth deliberately paused at this point, then turned his head to look at his female partner who was timidly following behind in a tracksuit: "Your partner doesn't seem to be ready yet."

"She's not my partner. Now she's Tachibana, just a little girl with no combat power." The clown didn't look back, and calmly replied, "Nabei is my partner."