After stepping out of the ring, Vidali once again waited for Ruinon's drive early. As soon as Ruinon's toes hit the ground, he squeezed through the overlapping reporters and won with buckets, towels, and ice packs.

"Why are there so many reporters?" asked Ruinong, who was struggling to open the crowd, unceremoniously taking the mineral water handed by Wishali.

Wei Dali wiped the dense beads of sweat on his forehead and said, "It's the final! There are many reporters, and there is no way." As he spoke, he violently pushed away a reporter who rushed forward with two video crystal balls held high, and pulled Ruinon out quickly.

The latter fell to the ground with a scream, and was soon submerged under countless ruthless "iron hooves".

"Mr. Yaounde, please stop, can you share your thoughts on the tight format of this year's Ultimate Brawler League?"

"The day after tomorrow is the final, how are you feeling now?"

"Mr. Smith, we've heard that you and Mr. Yaounde are close friends, so will you release water in the finals?"

"Mr. Smith, there are rumors that you and Mr. Yaounde are good friends, what do you think of this rumor?"

"Please stay, two of you...... Can you answer me a question?"

Ronon was tired of the reporters' chattering harassment, "Let's go! Anyway, this is going to be the last game, and they don't dare to do anything to us." ”

"Yes, I have now deeply understood the true meaning of the saying that people are afraid of being famous, pigs are afraid of being strong, and the ancients did not deceive me!" Unleashed his flying spell and flew away, leaving the Colosseum of Glomuni.

When the staff of the gladiatorial arena saw this, they immediately shouted: "Hey, no spells are allowed to be used in places other than the ring!" Although his voice was very loud, he still had no choice but to let the heroes stand up to the crowd, and that warning was deeply drowned in the helpless sighs of the reporters.

Since this year's Ultimate Fighter League competition was sponsored by the Byzantine royal family, and its ultimate goal was to select combat talents for Byzantium, the organizers did not consider any factors such as commercial promotion, attendance, video crystal sales, and media influence. Therefore, the organizers of the event did not require healthy players to attend the media conference after the race, so they were able to swagger away from the reporters.

Afterwards, as Ruinon and the others expected, there was no introduction or interview with the finalists in the newspaper the next day, but what made them laugh and cry was that the whole newspaper reported that the two of them flew away from the arena hand in hand. What's even worse is that photos have been added...... The worst part is that the photos have been treated with special light and shadow effects. It looks very warm and beautiful......

Ruinon smiled bitterly and said, "Vedali...... Maybe we really should have been interviewed by them yesterday afternoon. After saying that, Renong put down the newspaper, gently pinched the coffee cup on the table, and took a sip.

"Go your own way, they say go. Vedali munched on a Byzantine chicken curry with no image, and his mouth was covered in yellow curry sauce.

"Curry early in the morning. As for it?" Ruinon saw and suddenly lost his appetite. Toss half of the sandwich back onto the plate.

"It's delicious. Whatever he does, morning and evening. Vydali yelled loudly while chewing "chirp, chirp". This move caused diners in the restaurant to look sideways, and many of them happened to recognize the two of them. I couldn't help but whisper. When many female customers saw this, they immediately blushed and screamed excitedly.

In fact, before going out, Renon also invited Fiona and Silver to go out for breakfast together, but when she heard that Wishali was also with her, the second daughter immediately turned her face, which was twice as fast as turning a book. Look for Gonzas again, and he was lying on the floor of the living room with a hangover, snoring like thunder......

In the end, Renon and Vedali had to go to the restaurant side by side in a depressed state of mind for a hearty breakfast.

Seeing this, Rui Nong smiled bitterly and said, "It's really a world where house, foundation, and corruption are rampant...... Vedali, let's finish eating and go. ”

Waitali raised his head and looked around for a moment, then nodded, and then sped up his meal.

After breakfast, Renon rushed out of the door in the face of people's strange eyes, and Vedali looked calm, and he walked out of the door with official steps on his back, as if the customers in the store were not from the same world as him.

"Whew, do you know how uncomfortable those eyes are staring at me? Each pair of eyes is like a pair of powerful dragon-destroying arrows that almost kill me. Ronon let out a long sigh.

"Really, why don't I think?" replied Vedali calmly.

Rinon stared at him with monster eyes and said, "All right! I've been defeated by you." ”

"It's useless to be beaten by me now, beating you in the final is the real victory. ”

"Hahaha!" Rinon laughed at Vedali's words, "Speaking of tomorrow's final, I have something to discuss with you. ”

"Oh! what's the matter?"

"You answer me a question first, what are you participating in this Ultimate Fighter League tournament for? for fame, profit, or self-realization and self-transcendence?"

Vedali stared at Renon with a smile and said, "Can I keep it a secret?"

Renon was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "Aha, yes, that's your freedom." ”

"Actually, I'd love to share this secret with you, but it's not time yet. ”

"Really?" said Renon, taking a deep breath of the Byzantine morning's wet air, "Okay! What about this matter, it's about...... The ...... of the finals" said that Ruinon's words became slurred, and his gaze drifted unnaturally.

"Oh yes, what's the matter, what does the big man look like? ”

"I'm desperate for the title...... But not for money, not for fame...... Just to see His Majesty Justinian and Pope Flos. ”

"That's it?" Whydali spoke at a normal pace and in a flat tone, as if he was not at all surprised by Ryanon's request.

"Yes, I can give you all the winnings......" Ruinon stared at him expectantly, "if it's not enough, you can double it." ”

Vedali stared at Ruinon's serious face and smiled, "Hahaha...... Hahaha...... ......He laughed loudly, laughed presumptuously, laughed uncontrollably, laughed non-stop.

"Hey, what do you mean, look down on me?"

After a long while, Waitali stopped laughing and said, "No! On the contrary, I value you, so I say no to your request!"

"Damn, I'm going to double the prize money of the event, triple it, or you just make an offer?"

"Do you think I'm the kind of guy who races for money?"

"So you're famous?"

Vidali shook his head.

"Could it be that it's to realize the value of life? Oops! The Ultimate Fighter League tournament is held every year, not bad this year. Besides, there are many ways to realize the value of life, and this one is not bad. Hey, you're saying something!"

Wishali shook his head as he walked, but he didn't speak.

"Then what are you for? If you don't want anything, help me!"

Vedali paused and said, "If I say I'm here for you, would you believe me?"

Hearing Vedali's words, Ronon got goosebumps, "Don't say such misleading words. We haven't developed that relationship yet. You're so strong, if I lose, I'll probably never see His Majesty Justinian and Pope GLP for the rest of my life. ”

"You're not bad! Every game is solved in three minutes. ”

"Your strength is unfathomable...... Every time I step out of the ring, you have towels, buckets, cooler packs...... Wait under the ring. ”

"That's it? That's just to get the Dafa of pickling girls out of your mouth. ”

Renon stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder and said, "I'm afraid that your strength is no longer below the Magister." ”

"One to the other...... A genius demon warrior who transcends the five-level division...... Please give me a lot of advice in the finals. ”

Ronon stared at Vedali with a smile on his face, and the two stared at each other for a long time...... (Reader M: Eyes facing each other? Is it ...... Author: By no means affectionate...... Please don't overthink it. Soy Sauce Party: The legendary don't fight yourself?)

"Rinon?" said Vedali, turning his head, "if you keep an eye on me like this, you're going to be misunderstood." ”

"Hehe!" said Ruinon, scratching his scalp, "then good luck tomorrow." ”

"Oh, don't you wish yourself luck? We're enemies now. ”

"It's useless! Because the God of Creation has never cared for me. Ruinon's voice became unusually cold and unforgiving.

Wishali didn't seem surprised by anything about Rinong, as if he had already known it, "Oh yes......! Starmoko. ”

"It's good to understand!"

"But I'm still not going to show mercy. I hope to see you in the best shape tomorrow...... Oh, remember to tell me about your unique pickle girl Dafa after the game!" Vedali soared into the air and disappeared into the sky in an instant.

Rainon stared in the direction Vedali had left, and his heart was full of doubts: who was he? Could it be that he already knew everything about the Dao? If he knew the Dao, what else did he have to ...... Or is he trying to stop me from doing something stupid?

"The men of the House of Stamoko want to see Justinian the Great and Pope Flos...... Everyone knows that it was a weasel giving a New Year's greeting to the mouse. Suddenly, the voice of the nightmare sounded in Ruinon's mind, "Maybe the intuition of little Lori and the royal sister is right, he is by no means a good person." ”

"If he is hostile to me, why do this, if he wanted to kill me, he could have done it a long time ago. ”

"That's right! He's going to kill you...... But his motives were anything but pure. ”

"And what is he for?" the suspicion in Ruinon's heart deepened and heavily.

The nightmare sighed and said, "I don't know what to do...... But you have to understand that there are two life-and-death battles tomorrow!" (To be continued......)