Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, the Hani people from Yijiyuan came out to play a round and said: "Haha, be generous, why are you so nervous, it's three days before you have to work hard, now let's drink first, come on, I'll make you a glass of wine, thank you well." As he spoke, he showed off his bartending skills.

Porta drank dry as usual, stretched out his hand over the table and patted Zheng Lang's shoulder, and said, "Don't worry, kid." I won't do anything to your female partner if I win.,I'm not interested in the girl who hasn't grown up at all.,The girl still has to have big breasts and big ass.。 Haha, you just need to prepare a ransom of 30,000 gold coins and be exempted from labor. ”

Although Zheng Lang wanted to say that the girl who didn't grow up, I wasn't interested in it before, I was in control of the royal sister, but at this time, I couldn't weaken my momentum, and I replied heroically: "I don't know who loses and who wins, Uncle Porta." I won't be polite to my sister-in-law if I win, my sister-in-law is so gentle and lovely. The moment I saw my sister-in-law, I felt that I had made up my mind to be a friend of yours. ”

Although it seemed provocative to be complimented in such a situation, Porta shrugged his shoulders and didn't care, "Oh, it's up to you, Rachel is all prepared to come and accompany me." ”

After a few men said this, they stopped talking about the game and began to talk about urban news and strange things.

"There is actually a mayor in the Fighting God City? I always thought that the biggest people in the city were a few fighting gods. Zheng Lang was surprised.

Porta said: "Yes, the mayor of the city is the supreme governor of the entire Doushen City, and he is usually in charge of all the affairs and operations of the city. As for the fighting god, he just has a high status and enjoys many privileges. In fact, the administrative power is not great, and it is said that you have to do some work at the orders of the mayor from time to time. But there is one thing that is also very strange, when I first participated in the Fighting God Conference three years ago, I heard that there were seven Fighting Gods in the entire city. The Fighting God Conference is held every year, and three years have passed, and the number of Fighting Gods has not increased but decreased, and I don't know where those fighting gods of the past dynasties have gone. ”

"Uncle, you have won the runner-up three times, as the man closest to the God of Fighting, don't you know the secret of the God of Fighting? Does Ijiin know? Zheng Lang asked.

Ijiin thought for a moment and said, "Well, I've been working here for many years, and I've heard a lot of speculation from my predecessors about this matter. It is said that the number of Doushen Lords in the Fighting God City has always been maintained at a small number, and at most it did not exceed ten. But those who can become fighting gods are undoubtedly strong and high-level existences, and it stands to reason that they will not be so short-lived. Everyone speculated that it was because Lord Doushen enjoyed too many privileges and died of excessive alcohol one by one, haha. ”

With a look of admiration on his face, he looked at Asari who was busy on the side, and added: "However, I already have Asali with me, and I am not willing to take her on an adventure, I just need to guard her." It's just a pity that I can't play against other masters. ”

Zheng Lang still didn't dare to imagine how strong Yijiyuan was, and the speed was quite fast, but if the other party wore heavy armor, he didn't have to make a move, he was afraid that he would have to smash himself to pieces.

Porta kept pouring wine: "I think it's the same, I want to be a fighting god not because of those tempting privileges, just because as a warrior, as a man, since there is such a title as a fighting god, of course you have to work hard to fight for it." Rachel has been with me for years and we are ready for anything. When I get the position of fighting god, I will marry her. "That's probably what the Trophy Party thinks about the game trophy.

When Zheng Lang heard this, he immediately felt that his confidence in winning had increased greatly, listen, listen, multi-standard FLAG, as long as XX will be XX immediately, generally those who say this will not be far from the bento.

Several people chatted until late at night, and each went back to the hotel to rest.

In the next two days of repair, Zheng Lang did not relax, and spent both days entering the Doushen Labyrinth to exercise his level, Wu Meiniang slipped in to help as usual, and while rubbing the level, she also had to watch the level god, so as not to cause anything bad to happen.

The city was deserted by the end of the qualifying tournament, and a large number of unsuccessful candidates paid fines, and those who could not afford to pay the fines were used as slaves, and a miserable three years of life awaited them.

After two days of training, Zheng Lang's level was raised to thirty, and it was obvious that he was much stronger than when he first entered this world. Changed to himself when he first entered this world, now, Zheng Lang has the confidence to fight ten at a time.

The two-day trimming day passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it was race day. On this day, Zheng Lang took Wu Meiniang and Jiuqian to the Fighting God Hall early. Located in the center of the city, the Fighting God Hall is a building that resembles an ancient Roman arena, where the next matches will be held.

The outside of the hall was crowded with citizens who came to watch the game, and for the citizens, the annual Fighting God Conference was the biggest festival.

There is actually an official handicap at the door, you can bet on the results of the conference, Zheng Lang took a look, and the odds of winning the championship are one to eight, neither high nor low. And Porta's odds actually reached 1 to 3, and the strength of the runner-up in the Three Realms should not be underestimated.

Unlike Zheng Lang's previous expectations, all the games were held at the same time in different venues. Originally, I wanted to watch the match between Yellowbeard Mansion Tuaban and the Overlord of the Wind so that I could understand the reality of the truth, but now it seems impossible.

However, it is also quite reasonable to hold the competition at the same time. The winner of this round will be the opponent in the next round, and if the opponent sees the truth in advance, he will undoubtedly fall into the disadvantage, and at the same time, the game will avoid unfairness.

Under the guidance of the guide, Zheng Lang came to his own competition venue, while Wu Meiniang was taken to a special room by the management staff, and the female companions of the players were taken to the room to take care of them. They will be the spoils of today's game, and they will be the victims at the same time.

The winner's companion will be released, and the loser's companion will wait for the winner. Zheng Lang sighed, I don't know what kind of psychological activities the girls waiting in the room will be at this time. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel a little pity for Wu Meiniang.

Arriving in the middle of the ring, Porta had been waiting for a long time. The tall body stood meticulously, and a huge long sword was inserted in front of him.

"You're here?"

"I'm coming!"

"You shouldn't have come!"

"But I'm already here."

"This is my sword, the name of the sword is broken, it is four feet five inches long, and weighs twenty-eight kilograms."

"This is my gun, and its name is Poison Dragon......."

The referee on the side couldn't listen anymore and interrupted the two: "Can you stop pretending, the game is about to start, two." The audience is waiting. ”

"Oh, oh, okay. We just want to make some atmosphere, speed up the state, and know if we know the psychological warm-up. ”