"Eighty-one of the Bound Paths: Break the Sky!"

A colorless transparent wall blocked Kirito's head, blocking the falling noodle soup, Kirito decided to fight quickly, and appeared in front of Xiao Jiang in an instant, and the long sword stabbed Xiao Jiang's head.

"Spicy fish scales!"

Xiao Jiang waved the Xuantie kitchen knife in his hand, but it was easily dodged by Kirito, and he saw that the long sword had pierced Xiao Jiang's head.

Boom!

A crisp sound was heard, and sparks splashed in all directions.

Suddenly, Ginger's head was covered in red scales, and Kirito burst into tears.

Not because it's sad, but because it's spicy.

Xiao Jiang's whole body is now covered with red scales, and it also exudes an extremely strong spicy taste, which is simply fragrant.

Kirito hurriedly retreated, covering his nose, secretly saying that it was a terrifying move, and the lethality was so great.

It's just that before he could think of a way to deal with it, Xiao Jiang on the other side had already returned to normal.

"It's so spicy, it's so spicy, it's choking people."

Xiao Jiang's current condition is still bad, not only his eyes are red, but his nose and tears are all coming out, and he looks extremely uncomfortable.

What a dark cooking trick this is!

Kiritoro complained frantically in his heart, but he still took the opportunity to attack again.

"Look at my white dragon shining wings!"

Seeing Kirito kill again, Xiao Jiang hurriedly waved his hands, and the surrounding chili wind suddenly blew towards Kirito.

"Humph!"

Kirito snorted coldly, the same move was useless to him, and he directly blocked the gap in front of him, and then appeared in front of Xiao Jiang in an instant, and slashed with his sword.

"Look at my black dragon upset!"

Xiao Jiang slapped a few palms, stunned that he didn't even touch Kirito's sword, Kirito was about to understand Xiao Jiang with a sword, and at this moment, he suddenly felt very uncomfortable in his stomach and looked strange.

What the heck?

Kirito clutched his stomach and looked at Xiao Jiang with an uncomfortable expression, while the other party ...... is also the same as him, holding his stomach and looking uncomfortable, but seeing Kirito looking at him, Xiao Jiang couldn't help but say proudly: "As long as I smell my food, as soon as I perform this move, then that person will definitely have a stomach." ”

You're smug!

Kirito can't complain, what is the use of your move of hurting the enemy by 800 and damaging yourself by 1,000 except for being able to die with the enemy!

The physique of the two is different, after all, the level gap is there, and Xiao Jiang looks much more uncomfortable than him.

In the end, Kirito took the sword as a crutch, walked to Xiao Jiang's side step by step, lifted another sword, raised the knife in his hand, and finished off Xiao Jiang, and his stomach stopped making noise.

Faintly, Kirito felt that it might be a little difficult for him to obtain the title of number one in the world.

After Xiao Jiang finished the battle, he was immediately transferred to another opponent, a young man with an iron pot in his hand.

"Yo he, go along!"

Xiao Jiang's eyes lit up, brother, you are also a chef?

Jin Yuanfeng also smiled shyly, hugged his fists with Xiao Jiang and saluted, and then picked up the dragon pattern chain and rushed forward.

Little Ginger: ???

You don't know how to fight!

"Rock sugar fat sausage!"

The Xuantie kitchen knife waved in his hand, and a huge intestine headed towards Jin Yuanfeng.

Jin Yuanfeng's eyelids jumped, this thing should be called Ke Zongfa Sugar, right?

He hurriedly reversed the dragon pattern and connected the intestines like a pot, which was strange, the intestines were originally huge, but after entering the dragon pattern, they shrank rapidly, Jin Yuanfeng was like a tennis ball, and he made a 180-degree rotation back shot and slapped the reduced intestines back.

"Crispy fried gherkins!"

Seeing that his attack was rebounded, Xiao Jiang didn't dare to slack off, and threw it over with another dark dish.

Sting!

The rock sugar fat sausage collided with the crispy fried cucumber, and Jin Yuanfeng crossed the two dark dishes, picked up the dragon pattern and smashed it on Xiao Jiang's head.

Duang！

Xiao Jiang's head suddenly exploded, and he couldn't die anymore.

Soon, Xiao Jiang was resurrected at the resurrection point, feeling a little depressed, two wins in three games, he had already lost two games, and there was no point in participating again, just saw Shuai Hu, and said curiously: "Xiao Hu, what's wrong with you?" ”

Shuai Hu immediately said proudly when he heard this: "Of course I won, and I will be able to participate in the next round tomorrow." ”

Xiao Jiang was even more depressed, looked at the other friends, and suddenly felt a lot better, and all of them were defeated.

The game is all-weather, Zhang Chen's choice is three games a day, after three games, there are more than 10,000 players screened out, but the problem is not big, anyway, the player's daily life is impossible to PK around the clock, whether it can be carried or not, whether it is willing or not is the key.

And Zhang Chen can take advantage of these time differences to let the aliens who come to Saka Star to watch PK gamble, and make some extra money by the way.

The people of Saka Star have long been very smooth in this process, but now it is not them who are dueling, but the group of immortal and powerful monsters, so Saka Star's PK viewing is also very popular, after all, no matter what time you can see someone PK.

It's that the venue is often changed, and it still has to be repaired.

"It's really immortal."

With a bottle of wine in her hand, Valkyrie grunted and poured a sip, Zhang Chen did not collect the finances of the scavengers, but now their job is not only to scavenge waste, but to build a gladiatorial arena.

Because he didn't fight with Thor, and was not recalled by Loki with painful memories of the past, Valkyrie naturally didn't go to Asgard with Thor.

Frankly speaking, in Hela's matter, Odin did a really unkind job, completely treating the Valkyries as consumables, and only then did Hela kill all the Valkyries, and then he appeared, as he said, Hela's strength had already surpassed him, so he could only play with means, but this means really couldn't be on the table.

"yes, they seem to be pretty talkative, too."

The stone man said softly, he liked this work very much, and it gave him the value of his existence.

Valkyrie didn't like it, because the player's immortality reminded her of Hela, and she also had a death legion under her, and as long as the Eternal Flame was there, they would be immortal.

But it doesn't matter, as long as you have a drink anyway.

The only thing that makes her unhappy is that she has been short of money recently, but Zhang Chen is not interested in the person who has fallen and can't sell it for a good price.

"Why don't I join the gladiators?"

Valkyrie suddenly thought of a good way to make money.

"No, no, you're looking for death."

The Stone Man thought it was a terrible decision, as players weren't dead.

However, Valkyrie doesn't care about this, although her loyalty to Odin has long since disappeared, she is still an Asgardian at heart, drinking and fighting is their standard, and when she is a scavenger warrior, she will also go to gladiator battles to vent her excess energy.

So he found the red queen who was temporarily in charge of Saka Xing and said that he wanted to participate, and the red queen relayed the matter to Zhang Chen.

"Let NPCs go to war?"

Zhang Chen touched his chin, feeling that there was something wrong with this matter, after all, the players all know the roots, and most of them are ordinary people, although there are talented people like Kirito, but in fact, they are all crushed by attributes, and at most rely on the auxiliary system to analyze where the key points are.

"I want you to train my soldiers more than fighting."

Zhang Chen thought of a good idea, Valkyrie is a Valkyrie, and her combat power is not as good as that of players, but her combat skills are full-level, which can help him train players.

"Not interested."

Valkyrie didn't want to teach his disciples.

"I'll set their constitution to be on par with you, and you're going to beat them up as much as you want, and I can bring you back to life."

Valkyrie hesitated for a moment, this is equivalent to having an endless sandbag!

"Enough drinks!"

"No problem, boss!"