Gao Wu: I have an attribute panel because of hard work

The bald boy said seriously: "To let people know our age too early, and if we have the opportunity to enter the Yellow Gate, we will be jealous and targeted!"

"Maybe we can complete the task in a month."

"After being disturbed by others, it will take several months or even more than half a year! It's troublesome!"

Wen Lin felt the same.

Normally, he would get the inheritance the next day, but now he doesn't know how long it will be delayed.

Said it was within three days.

He couldn't believe it!

After Ye Huang put on the mask, he glanced at the bald head... the big man with the scar face turned his head away from his ugliness.

Whisper:

"Aren't you afraid that others will be jealous, but not us?"

After all, a 17-year-old martial arts ten-dan.

He is still a tenth-dan warrior with inherited skills!

The bald head smiled.

He proudly said: "The mountain man has his own magic method to confirm this point!"

Wen Lin was thoughtful: "Oh, you live on the mountain, maybe in a temple, are you really a monk?"

Ye Huang just wanted to say that calling himself a mountain person doesn't mean he lives on the mountain.

Hearing the bald head in shock, he asked:

"How do you know? Master, can you still calculate?"

Ye Huang: "..."

Forget it, he lacks brainpower, and he can't communicate with these two people.

The three of them were talking, and their movements continued.

Feel tidied up.

It was only then that the bald boy overlord stepped forward and opened the door, facing Huang Jingmei who happened to be looking over, Huang Jingmei couldn't help but also took a step back.

This person... is too ugly!

"Miss, can you let me go?" After Bawang put on the big face mask, his voice became much rougher, and Huang Jingmei subconsciously took another two steps back.

"Thanks!"

Afterwards, the ugly face and burly figure of an overlord cleared the way.

The three hurried to the Huangzimen Doutai Field, which was not far from the quiet room, and it was just a turn down the stairs.

"and many more!"

The beauty called out from behind, and the three of them moved faster in unison.

It disappeared in a flash.

Huang Jingmei:? ? ?

Chapter 87 Your Name Is Awesome

Huang Jingmei was at a loss.

As for it?

She is a big beauty!

She didn't dislike them all hiding their heads and tails, and making such ugly appearances to scare people!

A little wronged, but she was mentioned by the second uncle.

Know that work is more important.

These were not the kind of people in the industry who would flatter her.

……

the other side.

Outside the three-story stone building where the quiet room is located, there is another small square. Among the three, Wen Lin swiped his fighting card at the last moment and entered the rest room for battle preparation.

Overlord and Ye Huang outside are not in a hurry.

Ye Huang was ready to place a bet.

The Overlord followed him.

"Why are you following me?"

"If you don't follow you, who will you follow?"

The corner of Ye Huang's mouth twitched, and he contacted the dark net on his mobile phone to ask about the delivery person. He felt a little regretful, he would have borrowed Wen Lin's mask to go out and pick it up by himself.

He knew it was not impossible to borrow.

Even with Wen Lin's kind personality, as long as he asks him to go out to get the mask for him, Wen Lin is very likely to agree.

It's just that both he and Wen Lin were worried about the bald head before.

I don't want to leave one person in the quiet room with the other party.

This is probably the tacit understanding between the two.

Very tacit understanding, without a mask.

There is no need to leave one person.

Or both leave, leaving the quiet room to each other.

"I bet, do you?"

"Get off!" Overlord Ye Huang followed whatever he did anyway, and the two seemed to be inseparable and inseparable in the eyes of others.

Some people who lined up together before saw it.

"Damn it! The three of them are in the same group! It's disgusting to act so similar just to jump in line!" Isn't it just to get a fighting card?

As for playing them?

Hearing this, Ye Huang was speechless.

It can only be ignored.

If you're not a battle freak, you want to challenge someone when you see someone, and you can only ignore this kind of conflict where you can't move at will.

I don't want to listen to other people's weird words, so I can only talk to the bald head.

Ask: "Why did you run so fast just now?"

"what?"

"You call Miss Sister, but people run faster than rabbits!"

"I am a monk!"

Overlord answered this question with doubts in his eyes, and he was also quite curious: "Why don't you stay and talk to her?"

Of course Ye Huang himself didn't want to cause trouble.

As for Wen Lin... Ye Huang thought for a while: "Maybe, do you think she is ugly?"

What Ye Huang actually wanted to express was that Wen Lin's aesthetics might not like this kind of tall and fit. As a result, he simplified it and said it like this.

Just in time, Huang Jingmei had already packed up her mood and came to find her.

Far away, I vaguely heard the second half of the sentence.

'Think she's ugly...'

She exploded right then!

He rushed in front of Ye Huang with strides, and his fingers almost touched his forehead: "Boy! Say it again!! Who are you calling ugly!! I want to challenge you!!!"

……

Wen Lin was in the waiting room for the preparations, and felt a little movement outside.

However, as can be seen from the front window, the battle on the platform is almost at the point of victory, so he is more interested in this side.

Anyway, it was impossible for him to go out from the lounge to watch the excitement.

"Isn't the excitement related to classmate Ye?"

Think about it, it shouldn't be.

After all, it was only a minute or two apart.

Just cause trouble?

Then he can't be called the protagonist, but a troublemaker or an unlucky one!

"Is this the strength of the tenth stage of a martial artist?"

so weak?

Wen Lin watched the two fight on the stage for a long time, but there was no winner.

in particular.

The two of them fought for a long time, and they also suffered some trauma like bruises?

As for why the two of them were not injured internally, the main reason was that, looking at the actions in the battle, it was slow, but they didn't feel that kind of stagnation.

"They won't be playing fake games, will they?"

There are two rooms in the preparation lounge, one in the south and one in the north, where two contestants can go on stage from different directions. They are two cubicles smaller than ordinary bedrooms.

Leave a window facing the bucket platform.

There is a door in the back, and it is closed when you enter.

Sound insulation is good.

Although the sound of cheers and applause from both sides can still be heard, these sounds are actually not loud at all, and cannot reach the decibel level of noise.

However, it was very noisy just before entering the door.

When Mingming came in, he didn't see too many spectators.

The square with a huge area was surrounded by about 200 people under the platform, and it didn't seem crowded at all.

"With so few people, can you make money by betting?"

As Wen Lin's doubts grew, there was a clang from the stage, and the two warriors who had wrestled together in the later stage were separated by the blood-fighting black-robed man who stepped forward.

And a tie was ruled, and there were countless angry curses from the audience.

Much louder than before.

Oh, it seems that betting is still profitable!

Thinking of this, the door connected to the fighting platform opened, and a person came down from the platform. His face was painted and his face could not be seen clearly, but he could see that he was very depressed.

Wen Lin wanted to ask the other party, how do you collect money for a draw in a match-fixing match?

However, he is not a rash person.

Unless you are in a very relaxed state, you may occasionally lose your composure.

He nodded politely at the other party.

been ignored.

So Wen Lin also ignored the other party.

At this time, a more concise voice came from the simple fighting platform:

"Next match! The fighters are in place!"

"Go to hell!!"

Wen Lin was about to step out the door.