After taking Xiaofei and himself to the school gym to exercise, Zhou Wenluo did not continue to torture him, and let him go home, everyone has their own way, Xiaofei is not like him who is committed to martial arts, so as a good brother to supervise him to exercise a good body, there is no need to be as strict as himself.

After returning home and taking a shower for a little rest, Zhou Wenluo turned on his light brain and entered the martial arts rivers and lakes, personal practice is not successful, everything has to be tested in actual combat, although he has been considered rich in actual combat under the hell training of the instructor in the dream, but after all, it is a dream, thinking and body are two different things after all, and the martial arts are projected in strict accordance with the real body of the person, although there are still some differences with the real reality, but it is better than just the thinking and feeling in the dream.

And the most important thing is that in the last battle with the invincible overlord, Zhou Wenluo easily entered the account with 500 yuan, but in total, it only used one punch, how can such an easy way to make money not make Zhou Wenluo forget?

Of course, Zhou Wenluo will never admit that he is so greedy for money, "Well, I am all here to test the results I have obtained in my dreams, I blame the invincible overlord last time, and he wanted to go to heaven in a crazy tone, but he couldn't even hold my punch when he really fought, and he wanted me to come up again to find a stronger opponent, well, that's it." ”

"Wen Taowu is a young man, welcome back!"

Stepping on the quaint streets paved with bluestone slabs in the Yanwu River and Lake again, Zhou Wenluo had a feeling of being suddenly separated from the world, in the past, he was just a poor worm who was worried about whether he could break through the martial artist in the remaining seven months, but now he has long been confident that he will pass the assessment to become a martial artist, and he can also pursue the martial arts of his dreams, and people's encounters are really unpredictable.

"Enter the Martial Arts Arena ......"

After a short sigh, Zhou Wenluo shook his head and walked into the martial arts arena for the second time without hesitation.

As the best-selling virtual game in the Federation and even the entire human world, the arena was already crowded, and after Zhou Wen made a slight selection, he finally set his sights on the No. 34 challenge platform and walked over.

"This guy who broke through the red dust seems to have won seventy-two games in a row, even if he is not a martial artist, this strength is infinitely close."

"That's right, and looking at marksmanship, it should be a clever way, but it is so domineering, it should be a routine in the army."

"No wonder, it turned out to be a soldier, the marksmanship is so fierce, and the guys in front can't stop his attack at all."

"Yes, the veterans who have seen blood in the army, although they may not be as deep as the official warriors in terms of cultivation, but in terms of the strength of fighting, they can definitely fight with the warriors."

On the No. 34 challenge platform, a man about 30 years old with a red tassel gun was standing with his back like a javelin, and the audience in the audience was talking about the man who should be called "Gun Breaking Red Dust" on the stage.

"In the troops? Can the strength compete with the official warrior? ”

After Zhou Wenluo, who came closer, heard the audience's discussions, his eyes that were originally full of interest lit up, and without saying a word, he lifted the hem of his martial arts uniform and stepped onto the arena to challenge in the limelight.

"Wen Taowu Player, are you sure you want to challenge the Gun Breaking Red Dust Player? He's 136-28-19, and you've only had one game to play, so think about it. ”

Like the first time, considering the disparity in strength between the two sides, the referee reminded and confirmed Zhou Wenluo's challenge, but Zhou Wenluo's choice naturally goes without saying.

"Wen Taowuluo? Record: 1 win, 0 loss, 0 draw? ”

The gun standing on the arena broke Hongchen and saw Zhou Wenluo's eyes widen when he saw that he had confirmed the challenge, and raised his eyebrows, "Boy, do you really want to challenge me?" ”

As a veteran in the army, the gun breaks through the red dust and has long been experienced in a hundred battles just like those audience discussions, and his strength is not very strong, but no one can really win him if he is not a real master, so he really doesn't take Zhou Wenluo, a hairy boy, in his eyes.

The audience watching below didn't expect that this time the challenge of the powerful gun to break through the red dust would be a rookie boy, and they all felt a little bored, shook their heads and walked out of the arena, only a few people looked at the information of the two sides on the stage with some confusion - Wen Tao Wuluo, this name seems to be a little familiar?

"Yes, I think you're pretty good, big brother." Zhou Wenluo smiled, he was very polite to the thick eyebrows and big eyes of the gun breaking the red dust, and it was true, he could see that the man in front of him was the kind of person who had a very straight temper and a bold temper, and he heard that he was a master in the army, so it was inevitable that he had a good impression.

"If I'm so good, you're going to challenge me?" The gun broke through the red dust, but Zhou Wenluo made him cry and laugh, shook his head and said helplessly: "Okay, anyway, they are all on stage, so let's fight." ”

Saying that, as the champion, the gun broke through the red dust and chose the beginning of the game independently, perhaps because he felt that it was a waste of time to choose the scene to fight against a hairy boy like Zhou Wenluo, so he directly confirmed that the competition venue was the competitive ring where the two of them were standing, "Boy, don't say that I bullied you, as long as you can catch my shot, I will count you as win!" ”

The gun broke through the red dust because he really didn't take a rookie like Zhou Wenluo in his eyes, and stood up with a gun and said: "Hurry up and put on your armed armor, don't waste time!" ”

"Armor? Brother, don't you wear it, don't you need it, do you? Zhou Wenluo smiled very casually.

"That's your own death!"

The gun broke through the red dust and didn't talk any more nonsense, the red tassel spear in his hand stabbed Zhou Wenluo like a poisonous snake, as a veteran of a hundred battles, he disdains to bully a hairy boy, but after really facing the enemy, it doesn't matter whether the other party is old or weak, the eyes are only the enemy, and the hands are just very spicy!

"What a strong shot!"

Seeing the gun breaking through the red dust like a poisonous snake out of a hole like a lightning shot, Zhou Wenluo's pupils on the opposite side were a contraction of the reflex surname, and he applauded in his heart, and he had no objection to the statement that the gun breaking the red dust heard before was not a warrior who was stronger than a warrior, and the shot in front of him, whether it was the angle or the speed of the hand, had been tricky and fast to a certain extent, even if it was a weak force, it was also covered up under the blessing of the habitual surname when making a move, and ordinary people, even if they were replaced by formal martial artists, I am afraid they would not dare to take it hard!

It's just that Zhou Wenluo is an ordinary person?

Where's my gun?!

In the eyes of the gun breaking through the red dust, his fierce and domineering shot stabbed out, and the hairy boy on the opposite side would definitely be killed with one blow, but the problem was that the spear stabbed out and passed by Zhou Wenluo, and he was ready to listen to Zhou Wenluo's screams and then poss, but he was stunned to find that the spear he had been holding in his hand was gone!

The gun is in the person, the gun is dead, although the competition of the martial arts practitioner is not so exaggerated, but even the weapon in his hand is inexplicably lost, can the little life still be saved?

Gun Po Hongchen looked down at his empty hands, his face was sluggish, and he didn't understand what was going on, and some of the audience who were about to leave also stopped and wiped their eyes in the same way, what happened just now?

Only Zhou Wenluo, who had been ignored, laughed, as if he had not moved since the beginning of the battle, and threw the red tasseled spear in his hand to the gun to break the red dust, "Big brother, the gun has to be held steady, it just fell to the ground, fortunately I picked it up for you." ”