The two chatted, and Qin Zai, led by Fengyin, walked to a counter.

"Yo, Miss Fengyin, you're bringing a warrior again?" A pale-faced man smiled and said hello to Fengyin.

Feng Yin nodded, already took a number, handed it to Qin Zheng, and pointed to the door of a room around the hall: "Mr. Qin, you go to that room and wait for me first, and I will help you go through some formalities." ”

"Oh, good." Qin Zheng took the number and looked at it, it was one hundred and three, he didn't think much about it, and walked away.

Later, Qin Zheng vaguely heard the white-faced man sarcastically say a few words to himself.

"At first glance, this guy is a scum from a backward race, and he is only a king-level warrior, I don't think he can even win a game." The white-faced man said weirdly.

Fengyin took out 100,000 yuan and threw it over: "You don't need to worry about winning or losing, this is the registration fee." ”

"Miss Fengyin, you paid for the money yourself, right? If that guy doesn't win three games, you're going to lose money. ”

Fengyin no longer paid attention to the other party, but picked up a watch casually and walked away quickly.

The white-faced man looked at Fengyin's back from behind, and said angrily: "Damn, isn't it just a little noble?" Why don't you come to our place looking for a man? If you are looking for a man, you will be looking for it, and you will pretend to be pure, as if you can't look down on men all over the world, wait, Lao Tzu will sleep with you sooner or later. ”

Feng Yin took his watch and came to the one hundred and third lounge, which was the one that Feng Yin had asked Qin to come to before.

The rest room is small and very simple, and it is used for the soldiers to rest and prepare for the rest and preparation.

"How many fights are you going to play today? I recommend only three fights, although it is a virtual battle, but it is very energy-intensive. Kazein suggested.

"Okay, let's play three, but I want to ask, how much can I earn by playing three?" Qin Zheng said very easily.

"300,000, you can get 100,000 yuan for every victory here, but if you can win ten games in a row, you will be rewarded with another million, and enter the second layer, and a battle victory in the second layer is one million." Kazein explained.

"The third layer is 10 million, and the fourth layer is 100 million, is that right?" Qin Zheng asked.

"Yes, if you can reach the fourth layer, then you can easily surpass the wealth I have accumulated for years, but ......"

"It's hard to get to the fourth layer, right?"

"Yes, it's very, very difficult, you must have seen it just now, there are strong people like clouds here, and this is the largest battle blood platform of Ziweixing, gathering almost all the genius warriors on Ziweixing, as well as some genius warriors in the surrounding galaxy of Ziweixing."

Qin Zheng thought for a while, and said with a smile: "Let's fight three games first, and then talk about winning these three games." ”

Feng Yin pressed it a few times on the watch, this watch is connected to the light brain in the center of the Battle Blood Table, and it is also the instrument that represents Qin Zheng's identity as a soldier in the Battle Blood Table.

"Think of a title, everyone has a title here." Fengyin said with a smile.

"What do you think is better? Recommend it. Qin Zheng smiled slightly.

"Since it's our first time here, let's keep a low profile."

"Well, I agree, let's call it the God of War."

"Yes, God of War." Fengyin said, inputting the title in, "Wait, God of War? What kind of low-key method is this? ”

Soon, a loud voice sounded outside: "Warrior No. 15, a fierce beast from the highest level of the Purple Microstar Native Warrior Academy, and Warrior No. 103, an unidentified god of war, please go to the No. 9 Battle Blood Platform." ”

"Beast ......," Fengyin said, frowning slightly.

"What, is the other party very powerful? Listening to the title seems crazy. Qin Zai said with a smile.

Fengyin glanced at Qin Zheng: "No matter how crazy you are, you are not crazy with your title, God of War, if you can't win a game, and you still use such a high-profile title, you will be embarrassed and embarrassed." ”

"It's okay, the other party is just a student of the Warrior Academy, see me kill him with one punch." Qin Zai said, opened the door and walked out.

Feng Yin wanted to say something, but saw that Qin Zheng had already flown over and lay down in the spiritual sense receiver.

"Be careful, the students of the Purple Microstar Warrior Academy are the most terrifying opponents here." Fengyin whispered, his eyes full of worry.

The people who can go to the Warrior Academy are almost all geniuses in the big forces on Ziweixing, and they have had more advantages than others since they were young.

"Beast, come on, beast, come on......"

"Beast, kill him."

"Yes, kill him with one move, and a newcomer dares to call himself the god of war and kill him."

……

And these shouters, almost all of them are students of the Warrior Academy, and they are also very powerful.

Of course, there are also some ordinary rich people, who are all fans of the beast.

Don't look at these people are all students, and they are all very young, but in fact, some people are not young at all, the average lifespan on Ziweixing is five hundred years, and this is just those ordinary people, as for the king-level warriors, most of them have a lifespan of more than eight hundred years.

The students of the Warrior Academy, fifty or sixty years old, belong to the young ones.

Compared to them, Qin Zheng was in his twenties and was very young.

And in the receiver, Qin Zheng slowly closed his eyes, let go of his mind, and followed, when he opened his eyes again, he saw that he was already in a desert.

This is the virtual world, but when Qin Zheng moved his finger slightly, he found that everything here was so real.

"Please choose your weapon." An electronic sound sounded.

Qin Zheng had already seen that in front of him, there were a dazzling array of weapons, but all of them were cold weapons, and there were no hot weapons, which should be due to the fact that hot weapons did not belong to the category of their own strength.

It contains the weapons of all races in the galaxy, and of course, there is also the Hurricane Sword that Qin Zheng has seen before.

However, Qin Zheng still likes to fight empty-handed.

There was no choice of weapon.

Soon, Qin Zheng's opponent appeared more than a hundred meters in front of him, only to see that it was a young man with explosive muscles.

"Are you the god of war?" The beast asked.

"That's right, it's me."

The diamond hammer in the beast's hand was already dancing: "Look at what you're wearing, it's an indigenous hillbilly who has just entered the universe, right?" Return to the god of war, I will fight your uncle, go to death. ”

Sou......

The figure of the beast instantly reached Qin Zheng's side and smashed it down with a hammer.

In an instant, the dust flew and the earth shook slightly.

"Why didn't that god of war jump out? He couldn't have been stoned to death by a beast without even dodging for a moment, right? ”

"Even a hillbilly can't be too useless, the beast is a strength warrior, and the speed is not too fast."

"I think that God of War was stupid by the momentum of the beast, so he was killed by a hammer."

(End of chapter)