"I really don't know?"

This time it was Van Haiwang's turn to regret it, but it was not easy to take back what he said, and

And the other party can knock him down at will with one hand, what's the point of participating again?

Is it up to perform a trick to be seconds?

Hiss.

It's humiliating to think about.

"Then I'll tell you, it's not a secret."

Van Haiwang walked to the closet, took out a towel from it, wiped the blood on the back of his head, and sat down opposite the cold air.

"It's a great honor!"

I thought that I might have to use force to find out the situation, but I didn't expect King Fan Haiwang to be so cooperative, and his cold tone suddenly became a lot more harmonious.

It seems that the "fist" is the truth in that world!

"The Centennial Arena, as you can see from the name, is a top-level arena that will only be held once every 100 years."

Fan Haiwang: "This is also the biggest event in the Chinese martial arts world, and the top masters at home and abroad will participate. ”

"It's only held once in a hundred years?"

Leng Kong said that he was shocked by this time, because life is only a hundred years!

Uh, no, most people don't live for more than a hundred years.

Then I heard that the top masters at home and abroad would participate, and the light in my eyes lit up again.

His anticipation is back! Ha ha

"That's right!"

King Van Haiwang nodded, "Originally, I wanted to fight on it, but after meeting Your Excellency, I realized that I was a frog at the bottom of the well. ”

"Let's not talk about it, this event, other Sea Kings will participate, right?"

Leng Kong didn't feel that there was anything to show off when he dropped a miscellaneous fish in seconds, what he cared about was that in this way, wouldn't he have to look for them one by one?

Seconds!

It's as crazy as the boxing match.

The once-in-a-century tournament is always bigger than the Desperation Tournament, right?

Now you can't collect dozens of physique traits?

Maybe there's a physique comparable to Yujiro inside!

Perfect!

"Yujiro, you wait for me!"

"I'm going to ask you to get down on your knees and sing conquest!"

"Haha."

Compared with his bumper harvest in the desperate match, the cold sky swelled again.

"Will definitely go!"

Although he didn't know what kind of madness Leng Kong suddenly made, Fan Haiwang still explained according to his own ideas, "A once-in-a-century event, no martial artist can refuse. ”

"That's it."

The corners of Leng Kong's mouth curled: "How long will it take for the competition to start?" ”

"It's just a matter of a few days."

King Van Haiwang touched the back of his head that was faintly painful, and his palm was suddenly dyed red again, uh, still leaking blood.

"Then please take care of the competition."

Leng Kong made a decent gesture, ready to rely on King Fan Hai.

He doesn't have much concept of money, but he is quite experienced.

In the boxing world, he first hugged the thighs of the street hero, and after the street hero couldn't afford to buy clothes, he hugged the thigh of the sonatory,

When he came to this world, Leng Kong did not dislike the poor conditions of Devil's Island, and he lived for three years.

In the cold hollow, it's okay to have no money, but no one is responsible for food and housing, it's absolutely impossible!

Otherwise, he would have to worry about food and housing, how could he cultivate?

"No problem, everyone is the same way, you live with me these days, if you have anything, just tell the front desk, I'll wait for them in the next ward."

Fan Haiwang obviously didn't know the amount of cold empty food, and he agreed very happily.

"Of course, if you can stand in the big ring to the end, as an introducer, my boxing king will also have a lot of face!"

"You can't buy any money for this advertising effect."

"Thank you very much!"

Leng Kong is not polite, because he originally thought so, otherwise the money would be all charged, where would he live?

"That's okay, I'll go down and take care of the wound first?"

King Van Haiwang touched the back of his head, which was still leaking blood, and said that he had to stop the bleeding first, otherwise if he continued to bleed, his brain would be ruined.

"Well, you're busy, don't worry about me."

Leng Kong smiled: "As long as I can eat and drink enough, I am very satisfied." ”

"Then feel free to do it yourself."

King Van Haiwang felt that the blood was flowing more and more, and it was seeping from the back of his neck to his back, and he didn't care about greeting Leng Kong, so he covered the back of his head with a towel and rushed into the elevator.

"That's it!"

Leng Kong snapped his fingers, leveled the recliner again, and regardless of the sizzling stand that was pressed, he lay on it softly and closed his eyes to meditate.

After bandaging the wound in the infirmary, King Fan Hai instructed his disciples to do their best to meet the requirements of the cold air, and then walked out of the gym and prepared to go to his younger brother King Li Hai to transfer the depression of being killed in seconds.

Got into the car and finally stopped in front of a tower-built building, and Van Haiwang drove up the building.

Then I saw my younger brother King Li Hai playing with drugs again,

The hands were soaked in a highly toxic solution, and they were red and purple and swollen, as if the dough was fermented, and it was not withdrawn.

"Looks like you're well prepared?"

King Van Hai sat straddling a chair in the room, his eyes looking at his younger brother, who looked older than him.

King Lehi's face did not fluctuate in the slightest, and when it was estimated that the soaking time was up, he withdrew his hands, and then wiped the residual venom on it with a towel while walking in front of his brother King Van Hai,

"The hundred-year ring, to the martial artist, to me, you should know very well, brother!"

"So, even if it's you in the ring, I will never keep my hands!"

"Me? Haha"

Seeing that his younger brother looked like he was facing a great enemy, King Fan Haiwang smiled.

He laughed very easily, because after realizing the huge gap between himself and the cold sky.

He decisively chose to give up.

Now the pressure of the hundred-year-old ring, the tension in the face of the heroes, and the yearning for the sea emperor are gone,

Don't take it too easy.

It was as if my mind had been washed from the inside out.

"Laughing at what?"

"Or do you think you can win me?"

King Lehi's mentality is about to collapse,

He's serious, isn't he?

What's so funny about that?

"Relax, I'm not going to participate!"

Touching the plaster attached to the back of his head, Van Haiwang's expression was pleasant.

"You're not participating?"

King Lehi frowned, and then said in disbelief: "This is a once-in-a-century big ring, and you don't even participate?" ”

"That's right!"

Van Haiwang's expression is natural,

"Because I'm just now realizing that I'm too weak. is too weak, he is not qualified to step into that ring at all, and he does not have the strength to compete for the title of the final sea emperor! ”

That's right, his current feeling is similar to that of Guo Haihuang a hundred years ago when he was killed by an unknown old man.

I am very aware of my own shortcomings.

Crushed by a move that was not suspenseful in the cold sky, King Fan Hai was ready to start practicing from the basics again and regain the original warrior's heart.

I don't even want the title of Sea King anymore, let alone the Sea Emperor?

"You've fallen!"

Seeing that King Fan Hai didn't even dare to go to the big ring, King Li Hai thought that he had lost his "strongest" heart,

"Then look at it, I will succeed in the new generation of Sea Emperor!"

"A new generation of Sea Emperors?"

Looking at his younger brother's confident expression, the corners of Fan Haiwang's mouth couldn't help but turn up, "Don't daydream, although I won't participate, you have no hope for the title of Sea Emperor." ”

Sure enough, it's really fun to tease my brother occasionally!

Ha ha

(End of chapter)