What will it be? Lin Xiao was a little speechless, seeing his speechless appearance, Jin Yufei pursed his lips, continued to talk nonsense lazily, and hurried to the Martial Arts Management Committee.

The two followed the road signs, and soon came to a room on the ground floor of the gymnasium, with the registration point printed in black and white at the door, and many people were queuing up to receive the number.

The so-called Martial Arts Control Council is actually a temporary organization, composed of personnel of the Arms Control Bureau, which is responsible for the work of the Martial Arts Council.

The two consciously lined up a long snake formation, Lin Xiao stood behind Jin Yufei, and waited for a long time before it was Jin Yufei's turn.

The middle-aged staff member didn't raise his head, his eyes were fixed on the computer, and he said casually: "ID card." ”

Jin Yufei obediently handed over his ID card, and the staff casually swiped the record archive on the card machine, then launched a roster, and said lazily: "Fill in the basic information." ”

Jin Yufei glanced at it, and after quickly filling it out, the staff handed him a red round number plate with a string of numbers written on it: 1266.

Lin Xiao followed closely, and at this time, the staff's mobile phone suddenly rang, and he nodded hurriedly and said, "Yes, yes, I will send it over immediately, and the registration time is almost over." ”

Seeing that everyone was watching, the staff member was busy making a mistake, and he didn't even have Lin Xiao's ID card, so he directly pushed the roster to him and signaled him to fill it out as soon as possible.

Lin Xiao was so happy that he filled in a fake name Xiao Ling by two, and even his address and contact information were scribbled.

The staff was busy making phone calls, and they didn't bother to look at it, so they casually threw out a round number plate - 1267.

As soon as Lin Xiao left, he hung up the phone, looked at the time, and announced loudly to the people behind him: "The registration time is over, let's come back in three years before you have time to register." ”

With that, and no matter how much everyone complained, he picked up the roster and hurried away.

No. 1267, Lin Xiao is the last one you signed up, which means that the number of participants in this martial arts meeting is 1,267, which is quite terrifying.

Out of the registration point, Lin Xiao and Jin Yufei returned to the audience again, and found Mo Shaofeng standing aside stupidly, while Lin Qingqing and Xie Xiaozi were talking and laughing.

Needless to say, Lin Xiao could guess at a glance that during the time they were away, Mo Shaofeng would definitely pretend to be deflated, and Lin Qingqing was still angry and completely ignored him.

Seeing that the two of them came back with an extra number plate in their hands, Xie Xiaozi hurriedly greeted them, and said with a smile: "How is it, have you finished registering?"

Jin Yufei nodded calmly, deliberately shook the number plate in his hand, and chuckled: "We seem to be the last two, fortunately we caught up." ”

Xie Xiaozi snatched his number plate, looked at it carefully, opened his watery eyes, and said curiously: "What is this thing for?" ”

Since the staff didn't say it, Jin Yufei didn't know, so he looked up a few times, and saw that the other players in the audience all pasted the number plates on their arms, Jin Yufei suddenly realized: "It may be the serial number of the players, so it is easy to count, after all, there are too many participants, and it must be very troublesome to remember the name during the battle." ”

Xie Xiaozi nodded with a smile, and his small hand tore open the number plate for him, revealing the sticky side, and seriously helped him stick it on his right arm.

Looking at her innocent appearance, Lin Xiao couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion, Xie Xiaozi, who was inferior and sensitive at the beginning, and almost desperate for life, has now regained confidence and restored the youth and liveliness that a young girl should have.

Thinking about it, the white jade amber paste that Lin Xiao gave her had already worked, and she couldn't see any scars in a low-necked dress now, and her chest was white and flawless.

I don't know when the martial arts club started, and when they were idle, they were idle, and a few people chatted all over the world, and Lin Xiao listened quietly, and rarely spoke during this period.

After about an hour, the speakers above the gymnasium suddenly let out a piercing scream, and then the LCD screen on three sides of the lighthouse flickered, and a well-dressed middle-aged man suddenly appeared inside.

On the screen, this guy shouted loudly with the topic: "Ladies and gentlemen, warriors from all over the world, I am very happy to meet you again, I am Ximen Lie, the host of this martial arts conference." ”

As he spoke, he cleared his throat regardless of his image, and shouted solemnly again: "First of all, please allow me to introduce the rules of this martial arts competition, that is, there are no rules!

Lin Xiao couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth, this host is too casual, this Nima is completely serious nonsense.

The two girls looked at it with straight eyes, stared at the screen with confused faces, and said in a daze: "Is this host a tease invited by a monkey?"

Even Jin Yufei, who has always been calm and pretentious, almost spewed out a mouthful of old blood, and looked at the west wind in the screen in great astonishment.

This is definitely not to be funny, such a solemn and grand martial arts meeting, it is really immoral to invite such a lame host.

However, looking at the reactions of the other spectators at the scene, they didn't seem to have much surprise, most of the people who could come here were martial artists, and even if they didn't participate in the competition, they were eligible to watch the game.

So it was not the first time they had seen Xi Fenglie, and they had already formed a habit of his speaking style, not only did they not see it, but on the contrary, many people were happy to coax loudly.

After saying this, Xi Fenglie suddenly changed his words, and said with a smile: "It's strange that there are no rules! There are two rules, one is the winning rule, until the opponent surrenders and admits defeat, or kicks the opponent out of the stage, it is considered a win." Second, the elimination rules are not allowed to hurt people's lives, and once a person dies in the competition, he will immediately lose his qualification for the competition and hand it over to the Arms Control Bureau to deal with according to law! ”

Then after a pause, Xi Fenglie suddenly realized, pinched the microphone and said with a straight face: "There is danger on the stage, you need to be cautious in the competition, although we have formulated this rule, but there will always be people who will miss and kill people, so everyone, don't die!"

Hearing his words, Jin Yufei shuddered inexplicably, the games he had been in contact with before were very formal, basically wearing protective gear, and both sides were point-to-point.

And here, to be able to say that the person who was killed was so lightly, Jin Yufei suddenly became nervous, this seemed to be completely different from what he imagined.

In the huge screen, Xi Fenglie took a deep breath, waved his big hand violently, and screamed loudly: "The moment of great attention has finally arrived, I announce that the thirty-eighth martial arts conference of China will officially start now!"

"Oooo The audience cheered and cheered, and the enthusiasm instantly flooded the entire gymnasium.

(End of chapter)