What do you think? If you really can't give up, even if you become the champion, there will be the next challenge, you can't bear it! ”

Yang Guang looked at Zhang Jia with a tired face, there were no recovery measures in this competition, but there was a stall selling recovery drinks at the door.

But the stall sat on the ground and started to pay for a bottle of recovery medicine for 100 gold coins per can, and a can can can only recover about one-third of the energy.

That is to say, you need to buy three cans and spend 300 gold coins to recover your body, and they only have a total of 500 yuan, although Zhang Jia already has a lot of money, he has already bought a few cans, and he has almost used up all the money just now.

"No, I can't give up" Zhang Jia lowered her head, and the sweat on her forehead kept flowing down. "If I give up at this time, then aren't my previous rounds a hundred hits? Can't throw in the towel! ”

"Please enter the arena with the invincible handsome Jia and the pre-master!"

At this time, the host's voice suddenly reached the waiting hall, which also made everyone, including everyone inside and outside the venue, sober up.

"It's finally time for the Championship to begin! Who do you fancie?! ”

"That must be a pre-home? He crushed his opponent all the way to the finals, and that person had a lot of effort?! ”

"It's been a lot of effort, haven't you never fought before? Still talking cool things here?! ”

"That was my mistake! If he becomes the champion, then I must beat him all over the ground to find his teeth! ”

Zhang Jia shook his head, wiped the sweat from his forehead with his arm, and then walked towards the arena.

Yang Guang didn't stop him, he knew that it was useless to say anything now, he could only silently pray that he would not be so dead-hearted, and just surrender if he couldn't fight hard.

There was a breeze in the arena, but Zhang Jia was not in the mood to enjoy the breeze, because there was a person standing opposite him who was smiling at him.

"Hello, nice to meet you!"

Standing in front of him was the prefect who had won nine games in a row, and it was said that he won every game with ease, as if he could read the inner thoughts of others.

"I'm not happy at all," Zhang Jia snorted lightly, and then continued. "But if you can surrender sooner, I'll be happier!"

"Haha! You're so humorous! He covered his mouth and laughed, but soon, his face froze and became cold. However, I guess the last person to throw in the towel must be you! ”

The two quickly scuffled together, Zhang Jia still used the ring knife, and on the other side, it seemed that there was no weapon.

"You don't have weapons?" Zhang Jia slashed towards the opposite side with a knife, but he easily dodged it. "You're so confident!"

"No need to deal with you!"

The pre-master smiled softly, his body stopped suddenly, and at the same time, his right leg stretched out, and he actually stopped the route that Zhang Jia was going to take first.

Zhang Jia hurriedly stopped moving, but in doing so, his body lost balance and began to fall forward.

At this moment, the pre-master who was standing beside him immediately rushed over and kicked him in the body, kicking him away.

"Uhh

Zhang Jia clutched his stomach tightly, and his blood volume dropped by 15 points at once, even more than the blood he shed when he slashed others.

"How? See the gap? "Pre

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Jia didn't plan to end the battle anytime soon, but stood beside him and chatted for a while.

"Gap? In my dictionary, there is no such word! ”

Zhang Jia immediately adjusted his state, pounced on the pre-master, grabbed his two legs, and dragged him to the ground.

The two scuffled together, and in this case, it depends on who has more stamina.

But soon, Zhang Jia realized that he didn't seem to be able to fight the other side, because the player couldn't see the opponent's stamina value, only his own, so they could only determine the endurance by looking at the opponent's state.

However, the state of the pre-home is always so abundant, as if there is no consumption.

Soon, Zhang Jia was pressed under him and couldn't move at all.

"Give it up! Weak bugs, maybe your tricks are okay against ordinary people, but for me, it's all useless! ”

"Because, I can see what's going on in your heart!"

The pre-family got up violently, flew up, and kicked Zhang Jia out again.

There was a burst of exclamation from the audience, which was very consistent with their conjecture, and the pre-primaries would definitely win by a large margin.

"It looks like everything is as expected, the pre-players have taken advantage of the field, and it looks like victory is in sight!" The male host shouted loudly.

"Yes! Although there were some hiccups just now, it didn't change the gap between the two in the slightest, and I think it's time for us to congratulate the pre-player in advance on becoming the champion! ”

Zhang Jia's HP was infinitely close to zero, he no longer knew how many kicks he had been kicked by the other side, he only knew that he made a gesture of surrender when he was about to die.

And after gesticulating, he also saw the contemptuous smile on the other side, that smile, he will never forget in his life.

Yang Guang saw Zhang Jia being carried down on the big screen, and an indescribable feeling came up in his heart, which made his body hot, with a trace of anger and a trace of loss.

Just as he was sitting on the side and quietly looking at the big screen, the host's voice came down again.

"That's it! Ladies and gentlemen, the competition is not over yet, the exciting moment has just begun, whether it is the spectators who are watching the game now, or the players who have just been eliminated, you still have one more chance to challenge the champion, as long as you can defeat the champion, you can get all the gold coins in this prize pool! ”

"And, the gold coins left in the prize pool now are about 6,000 gold coins!"

"Wow, oh, oh!"

The shouts in the arena came and went, wave after wave, and this also made Yang Guang, who was sulking on the side, gradually wake up.

An inexplicable competitive spirit surged into his heart, and Yang Guang's eyes gradually glowed, looking at the smiling person sitting on the throne of the champion, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"I didn't want to trouble you, but if you mess with my friend, I'm going to let you get out of that seat!"

Although he was extremely angry in his heart, he still had a certain amount of sanity, after all, he hadn't thought about why that person would guess the opponent's next move, this would definitely not be a superpower.

On the first day of the black light service, all the people should be the same, but this person is different, there must be some ulterior secrets in it.

The game continued after half an hour, ready

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The people who challenged the champion gathered in the waiting area, including Yang Guang.

"Is Zhang Jia okay? Well, great! Thank you, brother! ”

Before the game, he made a special trip to the infirmary and asked the security guards who were standing guard there.

Although he said that he would lose a little money, he was confident that he would help Zhang Jia earn back the lost money.

By the time he returned to the waiting area, there were not many people left, and no one could get close to the pre-home, and the longest one lasted only five minutes.

After defeating ten people in a row, those who were shouting to fight the Lord had already secretly left the place, and the others also had frightened expressions on their faces.

It's not because I'm afraid I won't be able to fight, it's mainly because I'm afraid of getting hurt and spending money.

"Is there anyone else challenging the Champion? If there is no one, then the nearly 7,000 gold coins in this prize pool will be taken away by the current champion, the pre-master! ”

The pre-marshal sat in his seat with an indifferent expression on his face, as if the money was already in his pocket.

Yang Guang didn't speak, just walked straight into the arena.

"Huh! You see, that little man actually wants to challenge the champion? He doesn't want to live, does he? An uncle sitting in the audience said.

"Don't say that, what if someone is a peerless master? Won, aren't you slapping in the face? ”

"If he can win, I'll eat upside down"

Yang Guang slowly walked into the arena, and the dazzling sunlight made him close his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, the pre-family had already come to him, and the uncomfortable smile was still on his face.

"I didn't expect anyone to dare to challenge me, do you want to die?"

"If you don't speak, no one will treat you as dumb," Yang Guang raised his head and looked at the pre-master, and said softly. "What's more, you're so sure you're going to win?"

Yang Guang did not stay in the waiting hall all the time, but kept observing the movements, habits and so on of the pre-master.

After such a long period of observation, he could see a little detail from the pre-master.

"I've seen through your tricks and your disguise, and I'll take you off with my own hands!"

"What a shame!"

The preliminaries, who also seemed to be a little angry, quickly rushed towards Yang Guang, wanting to kick him in the vital point and end the game as soon as possible.

But Yang Guang dodged his attack one step ahead, and took the first step to the position where the pre-family wanted to go, and punched him in the face.

The fists and faces touched, the flesh and blood were connected, and this was the first time that the pre-family had been injured, and it was also the first time that he had been injured so badly.

"How is this possible?"

He obviously didn't expect that he would be hit, isn't this familiar attack method his own attack method?

"Didn't expect that, did you?" Yang Guang smiled slightly and shook his hand. "I've said it a long time ago, I've already seen through your tricks, and you can't attack me anymore!"

Yang Guang slowly began to approach the pre-home, and the inexplicable tension began to transfer to him.

"Why the hell is that?" The prefect was punched again, and in desperation, he could only temporarily distance himself first, avoid the attack as much as possible, and then find a way.

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