Compared to other games, the level of the King of Fighters Tournament is obviously one level higher.

This is the primary PK, and there are many dazzling combos and amazing operations.

What kind of blood counter-killing, combo flying sky, and hand can't stop series have been revealed in the eyes of everyone, this is not only a personal strength show, but also a moment for the audience to feast their eyes.

However, in an inconspicuous corner, there is such a young man, who constantly controls the arcade stick and buttons with both hands, and defeats his opponent in just three or two clicks, cleanly.

The opponents looked stupid, they didn't know why their characters died so quickly, and they thought that the other party was out of the old man and abused his divine power.

So he called out to the heavenly soldier referee in a fuss, and the judgment was invalid, and the young man smiled and stepped aside.

Seeing that there were already a few winners next to him, the young people couldn't help but become more and more interested in this competition.

He's a guy who has a solo arcade game, but it's not the first time he's won a game.

"It seems that this boxing emperor battle is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon!"

Smiling and shaking his head, the young man closed his eyes and recuperated, waiting for the next random match.

The battle in the whole square became more and more intense, and after the first round of screening of all the personnel, the number of people in the second round dropped by half, but the overall level was indeed getting higher and higher.

In the following rounds of competition, most of the 10,000 arcade machines in the field were pushed down by the staff, because the participants at this moment had come to the white-hot stage and promoted to 1,000 people.

There are immortals, demons, Buddhas, and all kinds of people are mixed in.

The tense game continues, and now there are fewer and fewer familiar faces on the field, and masters like the old birthday star have been pked down, and at this moment, he is constantly cheering for Lu Dongbin offstage.

And Lu Dongbin is also sweating heavily at this time to deal with his opponent, this time the boxing emperor competition, many people have used their hidden tricks.

Even Lu Dongbin's opponent was still a defeated opponent in the previous arcade game, but now, the opponent is fierce into the tiger, chasing him vigorously and pounding, and the pressure is huge.

Not only Lu Dongbin was in danger, but even the young man's palms were sweating a lot, and the joystick in his hand was about to be broken by the qi, but the characters on the screen still didn't have much outstanding performance, and they continued to be consumed by the other party.

His opponent is a monk, which makes the young man feel a little annoyed in his heart, Heavenly Court and Lingshan already have a conflict of interests, and the current issue of faith in the mortal world is still a mystery, both parties want to get the faith of most people, but they have no way to take each other, and they are deadlocked.

"I can't lose, and even if I lose, I can't lose to a bald donkey."

The young man's eyes were slightly condensed, and when he saw that the anger bar was full, the operating lever under his hand was suddenly used by his crazy up and down BABA.

Taking advantage of the opponent's defensive side leak, the young man operated with the fastest reaction speed, rushed directly to the opponent's side, and successfully took away the opposite side with a cool ultimate.

"Boom! The thirty-seventh machine, Tianwen wins. ”

With the call of the Heavenly Soldier Referee, the young man's nervous nerves finally relaxed, and he looked sideways at the game character who was comparing victory postures, and couldn't help but sweat for himself.

At the same time, he is also admiring the hard battle in the original game is so difficult, if it weren't for his subtle timing, I'm afraid that he would be slowly consumed by the other party, and I really can't do anything carelessly.

"Boom! Machine 64, Lu Dong Binsheng. ”......

With the shouts of the referees, the personnel in the entire arena were reduced by half again, and only the last 500 people were left on the huge field.

The winning contestants looked at each other, and their eyes were filled with a sense of unyielding conviction. No one wants to lose, and they won't throw in easily.

From the tens of thousands of people who stood out from the competition, they can not be said to be the elite of the elite, and they are extremely powerful.

"The Boxer Tournament, keep going!"

There was another sound of gongs and drums, and the 500 participants present entered the exciting game competition.

As time went on, the number of participants was gradually decreasing, and gradually, there were only ten people left in the field.

They are the strong ones who survived one game after another among tens of thousands of people, and they have walked on the bloody path of others.

The game had reached this point, and Nezha and the others decided to let them rest for a while, after all, after more than ten hours of fierce fighting, even the immortals were exhausted.

In order to keep the players in good condition, Golden Horn and Silver Horn specially went down to the Lying Mortal Realm and bought ten tables full of banquets for them to enjoy and replenish their physical strength.

The contestants were also tired and panicked, and they devoured the food on that table, not caring about any image issues. In just a few minutes, the ten tables full of delicacies were eaten by them at full speed, even the young man.

After about half an hour's break, the game began to go on again.

Ten contestants sit next to the stage arcade machine, staring at each other's enemies, and then the gongs and drums sound, and they begin the final battle.

At this moment, these ten players can be said to have tried their best, and they have used all kinds of tricks in the art of war into the game.

The battle situation on the scene became more and more intense, and the others on the high platform stared nervously at the battle on the screen, and their foreheads continued to hide cold sweat.

It was as if they were facing such a high-intensity battle, and their hearts were pounding.

At the same time, a figure descended from the Tushi Palace to a day, Gu Shaoyu looked at the King of Fighters competition in front of him, and said with a slight smile: "It seems that I am not late." ”

Turning into a streamer, Gu Shaoyu came to Nezha and the others, and when they saw Gu Shaoyu, they pouted and said, "You are the boss, why did you come so late, the competition is over." ”

Gu Shaoyu scratched his head embarrassedly and said, "I'm really sorry, I was delayed in cultivating in Tushi Palace just now." But it's not too late to think about it, isn't it the moment to be a good time? ”

After speaking, everyone stopped discussing unimportant things, and turned to look at the Boxing Emperor Fist Tournament below.

With the victory and defeat of several rounds, eight of the ten people left, and on the high platform, there was only one young man and Lu Dongbin left, and the two of them looked at each other and did not say anything.

"The King of Fighters Championship Tournament, now, begins!"

The heavenly soldier referee struck the gongs and drums violently, and Lu Dongbin and the young man also immediately selected the boxing king characters they needed and began to fight.

The level of the two sides is almost equal, even if it is a small move and blood consumption, there is not much benefit, and the outcome is unpredictable.

(End of chapter)