Zhao Jing was still worried about Lin Xiao's game at night, and she was a little worried: "Is there such a person in tonight's game, and there will be such a thing?" Lu Zhenyuan comforted her: "Yesterday's incident was indeed too unexpected, and now the four of us are here to say that if Guo Qingsheng didn't come to Lin Xiao to fight like that yesterday, he wouldn't lose his fighter plane so quickly in the game with Marcus, and his physical energy consumption was too great." On the other hand, he was more defeated by his own carelessness, he never expected Lin Xiao to be so difficult to fight, he probably thought that it would be over in three or two clicks. ”

Zhao Jing thought thoughtfully: "I said this because he lived up to too many people's expectations, or those people's expectations of him were too high." Lu Zhenyuan said: "By the way, the greater the hope, the heavier the disappointment, and the loss is not only money, but also psychological expectations, which is something that people can't stand." Zhao Jing reached over and shook Lin Xiao's hand: "You won't let people have a lot of hope, right?" Lin Xiao held her hand in the palm of his hand: "Who knows me, but Marcus needs to be particularly worried." ”

The four of them all laughed, and Lu Zhenyuan said: "It's hard to say, it is said that the audience of today's game should be one-sided, but we must also be careful, if we win, we will be angry." "Yes" Liu Changhai also said worriedly: "Be careful to hold up the 10,000-year-old ship, it's better to think more." ”

Seeing that it was past noon, Lu Zhenyuan stood up and said, "Get ready to go, this kind of competition has to be entered in advance, let's go out to eat something first." ”

After eating, the four of them drove to the arena, although it was still early, but there were already many people outside the garage, all wandering outside. The four got out of the car and walked straight to the garage entrance, where the janitor put them in and came to the venue owner's office. The boss was very happy to see them, and stepped forward to hug Lin Xiao: "Mr. Lin is a punctual person. ”

Lu Zhenyuan told him: "We have a request for you. The boss smiled and said, "Okay, okay, please say." Lu Zhenyuan said very seriously: "Last night, someone threatened Mr. Lin with a gun, which made us worry about our personal safety, and I heard that Guo Qingsheng was shot dead yesterday. ”

The boss still smiled: "No problem, yesterday's incident was an accident, and it won't happen again today." I asked the security guards to strictly check the spectators and not allow anyone to bring weapons into the venue. If you are not at ease, I promise to send you home safely. Lu Zhenyuan knew that this guy was right, and he got his promise, so he relieved himself and walked towards the arena with Lin Xiao.

The spectators also came in one after another, gathered around the field and waited for the start of the game, because today's game was a continuation of yesterday, strictly speaking, it was not a regular game, so there was no cushion match.

Some viewers saw Lin Xiao coming, and they were so excited that they shouted "Kung Fu" and "Bruce Lee" and surrounded him. Lin Xiao walked forward towards the fanatical crowd, enjoying the feeling of being worshipped, and unconsciously his heart swelled, and he really felt that he was powerful and superior. But when he saw Marcus rising from the other side, that feeling disappeared without a trace.

Marcus's team was even larger, hundreds of people followed him forward, the cry of "Hell Demon King" was several times louder than his side, and the entire garage echoed the shout of "Hell Demon King", and even the people around Lin Xiao ran over there. Lin Xiao immediately had a feeling of falling into a deep valley, and he was a little indignant: These guys who see the wind and rudder have eyes and don't know Mount Tai, wait until I beat that guy down, and then see who you follow.

Looking at Marcus on the other side, his face was triumphant, his heart had already swelled to the point that he was stuffed with the universe, and he had to float up when he walked, Guo Qingsheng, who had always been famous, was defeated by him, and I heard that because he suffered a defeat in his hands, he was shot by a fan yesterday and lost the opportunity to take revenge on him forever. Today's game is at best an exhibition match to show his strength, this little Chinese in front of him, I don't know the sky is high, yesterday broke my good deeds, and dared to challenge me, today teach him a good lesson, let him see for a long time.

He looked at Lin Xiao contemptuously, Lin Xiao's heart was extremely calm at this time, he no longer thought about competing with Marcus for fans, he felt that it was just an illusion of nothingness, the really strong people don't care about others, especially the worship and support of the weak, the only thing that can prove that you are strong is the strength of the battle, use victory to prove it.

He suddenly remembered the first time he watched Guo Qingsheng's game, Guo Qingsheng was so powerful at that time, he turned a deaf ear to the cheers and noises of the audience, and there was almost no one in his eyes.

The two walked into the arena almost at the same time, Lin Xiao lowered his head slightly, his expression was calm, his eyes were introverted, Marcus was completely opposite to him, he was arrogant and invincible. His eyes glared at Lin Xiao fiercely, and he wanted to use his eyes to scare his opponent, destroy his confidence, crush his fighting spirit, and make him panic before the fight, and he could hit a successful blow after the start of the fight, setting a new record for KO. He even imagined how he knocked out his opponent with one punch, how the audience cheered in unison, that kind of scene was exhilarating, and he must kill his opponent on the spot today, and he must not repeat yesterday's accident.

After the audience once again compared Lin Xiao and Marcus, most of them bet their hopes of winning on Marcus, including the cowboy who threatened Lin Xiao with a gun in front of the garage door last night, and he stubbornly believed that the tall Marcus was the lucky one tonight and the favorite to win. He had even defeated Guo Qingsheng, a killing machine, so how could he not be able to defeat this little-known Chinese boy? He scraped together 5,000 yuan and made a bet of 1 to 20 that he wanted to get back what he had lost last night.

Other Marcus fans are even more crazy, some even bet on a 1-100 bet, winning, they want to be crazy about their idols, and if they lose, they would rather die, what's the point of asking for money.

Lin Xiao completely ignored the threat in his eyes, in his opinion, it was meaningless, he had put Marcus in his heart last night, and now everything about him was in Lin Xiao's expectations, without looking at him, he knew what he was thinking and doing.

Lin Xiao thought about Guo Qingsheng, dealing with this kind of scene, Guo Qingsheng was the most experienced. He made himself one with Guo Qingsheng, and borrowed Guo Qingsheng's soul, character, and consciousness to attach it to himself. His eyes were empty, there was no noise in front of him, no fierce laughter, only his own spirit was above everything, and he looked at the scene condescendingly. All living beings gathered here for a happy eyeball and a nerve-stimulating fight.