star lord returns

At some point, No. 38 had already moved a chair and sat beside Nan Jing, and seemed to have a great desire to chat with him.

Nan Jing has always understood Al's level. He is typically calm and calm, and he will be strong when he is strong.

As long as the opponent is not given enough time and times to find Al's weakness, Al can definitely eliminate the opponents one by one in the shortest time.

The venue for Ayer's group is in the red desert mode, and the sand blown by the wind is flying all over the sky, seriously obstructing the line of sight.

Even as a viewer, Nan Jing felt that he was in it, and he would definitely feel extremely depressed and uncomfortable.

The contestants in Group C seem to be relatively vicious. They start off killing each other, first four beating one, then three beating one, then two beating one, and finally the two surviving ones fight each other. The winner is king.

Obviously, Al readily accepted this setting - he enjoyed the fun of heads-ups more than gang fights.

Al's strength made him the first target to be besieged, and after the four found out that he was too strong to kill him all at once, three of them immediately attacked the other.

How could Al let them take advantage of it, and rushed over to harvest the heads first.

With a sound of "boom", Al pulled out the whip, and the huge steel whip immediately rolled the head of the poor wretch who was beaten.

"Fuck!"

No. 20 yelled out in horror, and at the same time, there was an amplified "Fuck" from the arena.

I only heard Al laughing twice, and said: "I'm sorry, I accidentally forgot that this is a real-life competition."

Nan Jing: "..."

Well, Al was too poor before, so he could only have fun in the virtual mecha competition, but in the virtual mecha competition, even if the mecha was blown to pieces, there would be no damage in reality.

Al shot too hard all of a sudden, and sentenced his opponent out of the game.

The remaining three contestants immediately started to fight each other, as if they had discussed it, which made Nan Jing amazed.

"Damn, those idiots, if the four of them surrounded and beat up the mecha from the beginning, they would definitely kill it!"

On the 20th, he pointed out Jiangshan, talked eloquently, and his tone was quite excited, wishing to replace him.

No. 26 calmly said: "Stop making trouble, even if they fight, there will be no result, the difference in strength is too great."

The 20th seemed to be very convinced of the 26th, and got stuck immediately.

"Is he so hung up?"

No. 26 said: "Extremely explosive, but patient, very difficult."

"Compared to you?" asked Number 20.

"His shortcoming is when he turns around." Voice 26 said calmly.

Nan Jing's heart skipped a beat, and he almost couldn't hold back his breath——

No. 26 can actually see Al's shortcomings, and in such a short period of time, this kind of observation is too terrifying!

Even Nan Jing himself discovered this after many confrontations with Al.

Nan Jing suddenly began to believe that their team would definitely beat Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

Soon, Al's opponent was left alone, and the game came to an end without any suspense.

However, this group of matches had the crowd talking for a long time, because when Al and his opponent were about to fight, his opponent suddenly shook the call request.

During the competition, people from different camps cannot have dialogues, and Chu Fei has to show provocation or submission to the other party.

Al accepted the other party's request.

A weak voice thought of it, and said with great anxiety, "Can you give me a gentle blow? You can spank your butt if you don't want to spank your face."

Al: "..."

A group of people on and off the field: "..."

Even the referee was messed up.

Al asked with difficulty: "Are you still a student?"

That sounds reminiscent of a child's voice and continued to think: "I, I am!"

Al slowly swung his whip with mixed flavors, and slapped the mecha's butt.

Then the mecha trembled in mid-air with exaggerated movements as if it had been shot, and then fell gently on the sand.

Al: "..."

Fuck you are so timid, I really doubt how you entered the competition.

Not only Ayer, everyone was doubting this, and some even suspected that the contestant was related to the organizer, and even had a background in the royal family or the military.

And Yunyi became the first mech to become famous in the competition.

Along with Yunyi, there is also the phrase "Can you give me a soft blow?"

There was a heated discussion on the Internet, wishing to reveal the owner of Yunyi to the bottom of the sky, and even later when Al recalled this incident, he told Nanjing with deep sorrow that in the first round two days ago After the game, some people asked him if he wanted to be a star.

All in all, the power of netizens is enormous. The first time Ayer's Yunyi showed up in front of the palace, it became a big hit.

Nan Jing couldn't help but feel that he really saved even the promotion fee.

Seeing that the whole morning's game is about to be completed, the five groups of Group B have already ended, and Lantis is probably assigned to other game time.

At noon, someone brought food here. The food was rich and delicious, and it was so delicious that people couldn't fault it.

On the 20th, after eating the delicious mushroom bibimbap, this life is worth it.

No. 26, who had always been calm, nodded, and at the same time swept away the three plates of food like a storm.

Nan Jing was dumbfounded - oh my god, have the salaries and benefits of mech fighters been so bad?

Although it tastes really delicious, you only need to go to some high-end restaurants to eat this kind of food!

It can even be said that compared with Nan Jing's own work, it is still a bit worse.

Nan Jing began to worry about the empire.

Since becoming the empress, Nan Jing has become more and more like a housekeeper. Of course, he is not only in charge of a small family, but the entire Galactic Empire.

"Do you two know each other?" Nan Jing asked.

They all sit around the same table and can easily talk to each other.

On the 20th, dipping the sauce on the plate with the bread, he replied: "He is my senior, we have known each other for several years."

No. 3 seemed to be interested, and said, "Military students?"

No. 20 seemed very proud, and said, "That's right."

Nan Jing wanted to know which military academy they were from. To be honest, he had taken classes at the Sifal Military Academy for a semester, so he had a good impression of the military academy students.

Unexpectedly, before he asked, he heard No. 26 say indifferently: "Your anti-reconnaissance ability is too weak."

It is a big taboo in war to expose basic information so easily.

On the 20th, he stuck out his tongue and shrugged his shoulders: "Although sooner or later our identities will be exposed, I'm sorry everyone, the seniors don't want me to tell you now.

Nan Jing laughed a little.

At the same time, he also had a rough guess about the situation on the 20th and 26th.

Because of the financial subsidies from the imperial government, the canteens of the military academy are very cheap, but obviously, the canteens of the military academy are not very tasty in most cases.

The Sifal Military Academy should be pretty good, after all, there is a romanticist like Wenman as the principal.

But Beiling Military Academy and Xiumier Military Academy are sad reminders, especially Beiling, complete military education, from the first day students enter the school, they are taught to learn to bear hardships and stand hard work.

I heard from Fusa that when he was studying in Beiling, he had an inexplicable liking for Sundays, the reason being that only the school cafeteria would cook normal food on Sundays——

At other times, they are all replaced by nutrient solution nutrition pills!

Nan Jing's gaze became particularly sympathetic.

After eating on the 38th, without saying anything, he got up and went directly to the room marked with his number.

It wasn't until this moment that No. 20 asked in a low voice: "Have you noticed that No. 28 is very good-looking and comfortable?"

No. 26 raised his eyebrows and said, "Because human beings have a sense of beauty in pursuit of symmetry."

No. 20 wowed, respectful, licked his lips like drooling, and said, "Can I take a picture of him and lick the screen at him!"

26: "...you come here, let's talk about life."

With that said, No. 26 dragged No. 20 out of the restaurant and walked towards No. 20's room.

He really regrets bringing his elementary school brother here, it's so fucking shameful.

No. 3 sneered, slowly took out a tissue and wiped his lips, then left the living room.

In a blink of an eye, only Nan Jing was left in the living room.

After finishing the food on the plate, he drank another glass of orange juice, checked the time until the afternoon game, and walked towards his bedroom.

The layout of the bedroom is simple and elegant, and the color is monotonous and ordinary. Except for the jacuzzi in the bathroom, Nanjing can't see anything that matches the food served.

After arriving here, the first thing Nanjing did was to turn on the terminal and scan the room with professional detection software to see if there were surveillance equipment and the like.

With the change of Nan Jing's identity, his previously loose awareness of prevention has also increased day by day. An important and obvious sign is that no matter which strange closed place he comes to, he will check whether there is any monitoring equipment.