Fighting, resting, exchanging goods, and occasionally shopping, these days lasted steadily for a month. During this month, everyone except Xinyi played two games a day. When Yang Yu was in good condition, he might play three games.
Warren played sixty-one games in a month, winning thirty-one and losing thirty, and gained one hundred and fifty-two combat points. Overall, the city was at a loss. Although half the game is won and half lost, it is a loss if you are deducted every time.
Vokakz played 63 games in a month, winning 34 games and losing 29 games, earning 161 combat points, with an overall slight loss in city waste currency.
Qi Yangyu played 72 games in a month, winning 72 games and losing 0 games, and gained 385 combat points. Overall, he was making a lot of money from waste money.
The reason why Yang Yu was victorious was because he had been fighting in the intermediate arena, and the highest person he encountered was someone who claimed to be a fifth-level spiritual master. When fighting against people with level 4 spiritual skills, Yang Yu will fight with them for ten minutes and lose 20% of his health. When fighting against people with level 5 magic skills, Yang Yu will fight with them for half an hour. It will lose 40% of its health. In Yang Yu's seventy-two battles, he also encountered seven or eight people who were level six spiritual masters. In those battles, Yang Yu's health was greatly damaged.
In several games, Yang Yu lost 70% of his health, but in the end, Yang Yu won. And Yang Yu's strength was also defined by the Northwest King Arena as a barely capable sixth-level spiritual master.
It's not that Yang Yu really can't defeat them, but because Yang Yu has never used his breath flash, because Yang Yu feels that in such a place where crouching tigers hide dragons, he needs to hide his true strength. After this month of actual battles, Yang Yu felt that if he could use the breath flash, even if he was a first-level spiritual master, he should be able to compete with a seventh-level spiritual master.
Qi Ayu, this name has also been spread in the Northwest King Arena. He is a level 4 spiritual master who has not failed in seventy-two battles. Oh no! Including Yang Yu's two victories today, Yang Yu has won seventy-four games in a row.
"Lord Northwest King, he is that boy. He has never failed in any game." A young man said to a young man sitting on a chair in the stone city.
As for this young man known as the Northwest King, he is quite handsome and his clothes are even more gorgeous, but his temperament does not seem to be high, like a dandy.
And now he was lying on a chair, with a good-looking woman feeding him fruit, and behind him, a strong young man who was 1.95 meters tall was standing motionless behind him.
"Oh? It's interesting. Is he a good person in our arena, or a bad person?" the young man on the chair said lazily. Although his rank is not high, he still has some brains. This huge northwest area is firmly under his control. The good and bad limelight that young people refer to refers to the impact that Yang Yu's winning streak has brought to them.
"Replying to Lord Northwest King, there is a good trend for the time being, but some people left because they couldn't see his failure." The young man continued to describe the Northwest King.
Yes, everyone in this world is different, and some people like to challenge the myth of invincibility. Some people just don't like the good of others. If I can't beat you, I will leave. If I leave, I will smear you and then encourage others to leave with you.
"Well, that's not possible. Let's go and see if we can recruit that Qi Ayu to our Northwest Prince's Mansion. Then we will decide the outcome. Isn't this money coming in a hurry? Hahahahaha." said the man on the chair. The young man said extremely happily.
"Sir, you are so powerful. Come, eat a peach." The woman next to him fed him a cut peach.
"Well, it's so cool!" the Northwest King said angrily.
"Sir, let me warm you up," the woman said and hugged the young man.
"Sir, sir..." A young man who had just arrived was about to leave after seeing this scene.
"Hey! Tell me, it's important," the young man said angrily. At the same time, he was still holding the woman's hand. It seemed that he was really doing both things when picking up girls!
"Sir, this person was transferred from the central area. His name is...", when the young man was about to say it, the young man
Nian interrupted him.
"Lord Northwest King, my name is Wei Shike," the young man said, bending slightly. This man named Wei Shike is a seventh-level spiritual master from the Conquering Family. Although the Northwest King has an eighth-level spiritual master in his hands, this eighth-rank spiritual master is responsible for protecting him.
Therefore, there are only five sixth-level spiritual masters in the arena, and sixth-level spiritual masters cannot dominate the crowd, so this Wei Shike was transferred by the Northwest King to be the finale of the arena.
"Well, that's right. You can follow them to rest!" The young man on the chair waved his hand and let him leave. It seemed that he really didn't care about this seventh-level spiritual master.
"Wow, Ayu, you are really amazing. Wokakez and I won another match today. The economy is really stable!" Warrain said to Yangyu while touching his slightly injured left arm with one hand. .
"Hey! The economy is stable. We have to score three goals in every game!", from the side, Vokakz said mercilessly.
"Brothers, I have earned one thousand, two hundred and fifty-eight Waste City Coins this month! Come on, let's go have some fun!" Yang Yu said happily.
"Ayu, where are we going to have fun!" Xinyi said happily at the side.
"Of course I'm going to take a bath..., no, no, let's go shopping. What do you think?" Yang Yu immediately changed her tune.
"Wow, that's great, Ayu. My arm still hurts a little. I'm going back to rest." Worain said with a reluctant look on his face, holding his arm.
"Yes, Ayu, my legs hurt too. Also, this is the money you earned. Go and squander it!" Vokakz also said.
"Ah, this..."
"Ayu, forget it if they don't go, let's go, okay!" Xinyi looked at Yangyu with her big eyes. To be honest, Yang Yu felt that it was appropriate to go shopping with Xinyi. Although Xinyi did not participate in the battle, without Xinyi healing their injuries, it would be impossible for them to fight two or even three games a day.
Yang Yu touched Xin Yi's head, took the skin of the burnt snake, smiled and said, "Okay, let's go!".
"Yang Yu, does this look good on me?"
"Uh, it doesn't look good!"
"Yangyu, does this color look good?"
"Well, this red doesn't seem to suit you!"
"What about the color of Sheep Feather?"
"This red one doesn't look good either!"
"Yang Yu, the one just now was bright red, and the one now is apricot red. They are different."
"Yang Yu, I want this!"
"Yeah, buy it"
"I want this too"
"Not buying"
"Okay, let's go play that!"
"Let's go!"
"Let's play with this!"
"Not playing"…
At nine o'clock in the evening, the happy shopping duo finally came back. Looking at Yang Yu who was smiling but not smiling, the Wokakezi two looked happy. Although they are no longer very poor after coming to the northwest region, they still live in free inns. After all, people who have endured hardship will not care so much.
"And your clothes! I'm not surprised, and I'm not happy." Yang Yu suddenly smiled and gave them some clothes. There was no way to avoid it, so the two of them had no choice but to start trying on clothes.
"Hahaha, it's so beautiful."
"I don't think so"
"Let's take a look at this"...
Perhaps, this is a kind of happiness.
Playing is always a cutscene, and fighting and training are the main themes of Lai City. After this month of fighting, the two of them have become familiar with the characters in the intermediate arena, so although they can't win all the time, they can still do it without losing much money. Most importantly, they also learned to admit defeat, which is not shameful and is a matter of timing.
It was another near-miss fight, and Yang Yu was pleased to gain eight combat points and thirty-four waste city coins. And now when fighting these fifth-level spiritual masters, Yang Yu will deliberately limit his
Some tricks, first of all, are to let others know that there is still a chance to win Yangyu, and secondly, Yangyu still wants to train himself. Because of Yang Yu's conservative and respectful style of play, Yang Yu has opponents to challenge him every day, and Yang Yu will not let others fear him just because he has never lost.
After the two fights, several people were ready to leave as usual, but this time, someone stopped Yang Yu.
"Hello, are you Qi Ayu?" At this moment, a young man came over and asked. Yang Yu seemed to know this young man. He was responsible for the security here. If Yang Yu guessed correctly, he was a sixth-level spiritual master under the Northwest King.
Yang Yu's eyes moved quickly, as if he was looking for someone. Unfortunately, Yang Yu couldn't find him, and the two Vokakz next to Yang Yu also became nervous.
"Don't be afraid. I'm not here to cause trouble. I'm here to discuss some things with Qi Ayu. Is that okay?" the young man said very politely. That's because the king of the northwest gave the order, and if it's done well, he'll get a big reward.
"Hahaha, relax, relax." Yang Yu first calmed down the excited orc beside him, then turned to the young man and said, "Just tell me if you have anything to do."
"Okay, happy, I like people like you. Then I will go straight to the topic. Our boss, the Northwest King, wants you to join us. By then, we can work together, and you can also earn more. That’s a lot of money,” the young man said happily and excitedly.
"Oh? Northwest King? How to cooperate?" Yang Yu said curiously.
"It's very simple. You tell us your true strength, and your future victory or defeat must be determined by our arrangements. In the end, you only need to listen to the Northwest King. I guarantee that the benefits will be great, and your friends will also..." , the young man thought it was interesting, so he began to talk to Yang Yu endlessly.
"Wait, wait, wait, you mean that I will listen to your arrangements in the future, and I will also listen to you whether I win or lose, and I will also listen to the Northwest King's words," Yang Yu said with some displeasure.
"Well, it's like this, but the advantage is..." The young man was about to say something else.
"I'm very sorry. I don't like to listen to other people's arrangements. If you think I always win, I can choose to leave." Yang Yu didn't want to listen to nonsense anymore and refused directly.
"Wait a minute, Mr. Qi Ayu, that's not what we meant. You don't have to join us, but don't leave." The young man shouted from behind. He didn't want to drive people away without completing the task. He didn't expect that Yang Yu would refuse the Northwest King's invitation, and he didn't expect that he, a sixth-level spiritual master, would bow down. And everything that just happened was noticed.
