The so-called victory of the secret language Ninglan actually does not mean victory in the complete sense, because the chaos belonging to this underground boxing ring has been slowly spent during the period of Duan Qing's coma. Not knowing what effect the blow he unleashed with all his strength had, the gray-robed magician lying on the floor just watched this boxing match full of blood and violence. It continued in front of him until boxers and warriors fell down and entered the iron cage one after another, and when the shouts and shouts rang in his ears one after another, this man took a breath for a long time. Only then did the man ask his question again: "How is the situation...?"
"Ah, sir, there is no need to worry."
The clenched hand moved away from Duan Qing's forehead, and Ningyu Ninglan, who had been looking around the area, smiled again and lowered his head: "The underground boxing match is still going on, and there should be nothing to do with our team in a short time. It’s over.”
"So, is our mission completed?" Still enduring the severe pain that spread to his senses, Duan Qing spoke again in a difficult voice: "The mission that old iron camel gave us -"
"Of course not." Then the sound of wind blowing wheat waves rang out from the side of the invisible field of vision: "Our mission is to win the championship of the underground boxing match. It is to knock down all the opponents we see, and then stand up. At the top of this group of guys, how many people have just left now? There are still many guys who look dangerous and difficult to deal with yet."
"So...can you...tell me some good news first?" So Duan Qing had to blink his eyes hard: "Didn't I win just now? That guy who is known as the boxing champion..."
"Sir's focus is really as strange as ever." Anyu Ninglan covered her mouth with a smile: "Shouldn't you be more concerned about your body at this time?"
"When I stepped into that iron cage before, I didn't expect to come out alive." Duan Qing gasped with pain on his face: "Being able to lie in this place and breathe normally was beyond my expectation. "
"Don't worry, sir." The short hair swayed up and down in the blurred field of vision for a moment, and the maid named Enyu Ninglan showed her warm smile again: "Sir, with the last strength of that hand, he defeated that guy. He was finally carried down by others, so——"
"That battle was ultimately judged to be a lose-lose situation."
Both sides are injured to the point of being unable to get up - this special situation occasionally occurs even in professional competitions, but the sound competition system and complete victory and defeat rules are enough to determine the victory in this special situation. Lost the relationship. However, even if the death of one party must be used as the critical point to determine the outcome of a battle, the battle in this underground boxing ring will often result in the situation where both parties are unconscious and no one can rise again, so in order to ensure that those who hold on tightly The audience holding the chips will not be entangled in the outcome, and the judgment given in the underground boxing ring is also very simple and fair.
"That's double out."
Shaking a crumpled piece of paper in his hand, Feng Chui Lang came to Duan Qing's side: "Look at you, if only you could hold on a little longer. I'm pressing on you." Eight hundred gold coins will turn into eight thousand gold coins."
"In the end, you only spent 800 gold coins." Duan Qing, who was weak, could only mock the other party: "As a wealthy businessman, can't you be more generous in your dealings?"
"Please, do you want to know how much risk and pressure I took to put money on you?" Feng Chui Mai Lang smiled and shook his finger: "That's a one to ten bet, almost everyone doesn't We are optimistic about your victory. Although the final result of this game is still beyond our expectations, no one will consider even the speculation that both players will be eliminated."
"From a normal perspective, it is impossible for a player like me to win any form of victory." Duan Qing shook his head with difficulty, and his eyes moved in the direction of the iron cage. : "Being able to fight against one of these powerful opponents is already beyond my expectations. If I'm not wrong -"
"It should also exceed other people's expectations."
Following his gaze, the eyes of several people gradually fell on the iron cage where fighting and loud shaking sounds were still happening. A warrior holding a giant ax was also fighting with another holding a long sword. The sword warriors were fighting in full swing in the competition area of the underground boxing ring. At the same time, there were loud shouts from the two mouths and a huge sound when the swords collided. His eyes stayed on the battle scene between the two people for a while, and Duan Qing finally sighed and shook his head. As if he had lost any hope, he then lay back peacefully on the lap where Enyu Ninglan was sitting. , staring blankly at the dark ceiling with dull eyes: "Are there so many guys like Komusa? It feels like there is no hope."
"Underground boxing matches usually use an arena-type competition mode, and the winner will always stay on the stage." Ciyu Ninglan replied with a smile: "If we are lucky, our opponents may be exhausted first."
"It seems that losing both sides in the first game is a good thing for me?" Duan Qing curled his lips and shook his head: "I no longer have the ability to fight any opponent in the second game... How are you?"
"Just ask her alone, don't bring me with you." Feng Chui Mai Lang immediately shook his head and replied: "And -"
"As a former Xuanqing Badge winner, she should be able to kill others by herself, right?"
As if this guy's words were fulfilled, the battle in the iron cage was suddenly decided in the next moment. The berserker named Ruel also stepped on the headless man who had turned into a corpse. Behind the swordsman, he raised the giant ax in his hand and roared: "Congratulations to our Ax King Ruel! Another person was split in half under his giant axe! Without the cynical iron fist as an opponent, this This bloodthirsty berserker has become unstoppable!"
"Let's wait for the scene to be sorted out, and then welcome the next opponent! The next contestant who is about to appear is - is - um, is it another adventurer invited by the old iron camel?"
"I said, do they need to be so surprised?" Feeling the atmosphere gradually quieting down, Duan Qing tilted his head and asked, "Isn't it just that one more person is going to die?"
"Don't speak so harshly, okay? At least your previous guess was very correct." He waved his hand, and his expression became relaxed: "Although there are not many people left in front of you, because Your unexpected 'explosion' performance in the first game——"
"There should be very few among this group of people and their supporters who are willing to fight us."
As he said this, he pointed directly above the large iron cage in front of him. At this time, thick black marks were also enlarged with the magic lights in the field, forming an irregular grid between the iron cages. The shape is reflected on the dark ceiling. After focusing on distinguishing the thick black marks for a while, Duan Qing, who was stunned, finally recognized the marks left on the scene from the last blow he had made. He shook his head and looked at the waiting people around him. The contestants in the corridor looked at them with strange eyes, and they also let out a few wry smiles on their faces: "What are you afraid of? We are not bomb maniacs who specialize in dying with others."
"Originally, we were the players that everyone hoped to meet because we were the softest persimmons in tonight's match." Feng Chui Mai Lang replied with a faint smile: "Now it's just the opposite, because everyone can guess. If we don’t wait, some new unknown tricks will break out.”
"If a weak person wants to win, how can he do it without resorting to extraordinary means?" Enduring the tremendous pain that spread throughout his body, Duan Qing grinned with a proud smile: "The move I just made shouldn't be a representative of the explosive genius. Bar?"
"Demolition team? It seems very appropriate." Looking at the scene around him that was gradually boiling and the code words Ninglan gradually moved away from here, Fengchui Mailang murmured and replied: "I hope they can see this name. For the sake of the number——"
"Be a little merciful to us."
Amidst the roaring voice of Rojik from above, Ningyu Ninglan with a smile on her face then quietly walked into the iron cage in front of everyone. The maid who still kept her body neat and tidy then waited quietly. He slowly closed the iron door behind him, and then saluted the burly opponent carrying a giant ax in front of him: "Hello, Ninglan's name is Ningyu Ninglan."
"Please give me your advice, Lord Ruhr."
Like a white lotus still remaining in the mud, the woman in a blue and white maid costume folded her hands and lowered her head. Her peaceful and quiet appearance also made the roaring atmosphere outside the venue a little lighter. The ground calmed down a bit, and Lul, with his berserk-like giant ax, looked steadily at the face of the woman in front of him: "You——"
"Who are you--"
"What's the matter, Your Excellency?"
After looking up at the other party for a while, Enyu Ninglan tilted her head in a cute way: "Do you have any questions, Mr. Ruer?"
"Your name is very familiar."
The look of madness that had beheaded several people in succession slowly disappeared from his face, and the warrior holding the giant ax took a step back with confusion: "Although the voice and appearance have changed, the dress seems to be different from the impression. It’s the same, but—”
"Have we met before?"
He looked at Anyu Ninglan's face, as if he wanted to see something different from the opponent's short hair, and Anyu Ninglan, who had been smiling all the time, then stopped paying attention to the hesitant opponent. Then he took out his two daggers: "Then let's get started?"
"...You are one of the mercenaries invited by the old iron camel, right?" After shaking his head, Ruel's eyes became sober again: "Don't blame me for not warning you, then An attack like self-destruction is useless to me."
"Ninglan is not as smart as Mr. Ninglan. Ninglan can't use Mr.'s special tactics." She smiled and tilted her head. Ninglan's eyes then disappeared into her short stature in a challenge pose. : "Of course, Ninglan's own fighting methods——"
"It's not necessarily that glorious."
A clear blue color appeared from the direction of the maid who disappeared in the next moment. It was the afterimage of light created by the figure belonging to the secret language Ninglan when it moved at high speed. Ruer, whose pupils suddenly shrank, also arched his eyes again. He tensed up all the muscles in his body and wanted to swing the giant axe, but the next moment he was attracted by a starlight that suddenly appeared in front of him: "This is -"
"Weapon throwing."
A close voice then appeared in his ears, and accompanied by it, the figure belonging to the secret language Ninglan suddenly appeared beside the giant axe warrior, and an arc-shaped slash like bright moonlight followed. The maid appeared in front of everyone's eyes with an elegant spin, and collided crisply with the giant ax that Ruel turned around and raised. Seemingly unable to withstand the force of the reverberation from the surface of the ferocious giant ax, the extremely light body of the maid player then fell back lightly towards the distance of the iron cage behind her. She used several consecutive dragonfly touches to spread the strength throughout her body. He took it off bit by bit, and then looked at the figure of the berserker standing in front with a smile: "It is a weapon throwing with increased power due to the effect of the dagger given by His Majesty the Emperor."
"The name is Star."
She nodded, quietly put away the other dagger in her hand, then faced the figure of Ruel who slowly fell to the ground, and bent her waist forward as if giving a salute. . In the silence that gradually spread among the audience sitting around the iron cage, the dagger like a star appeared on the heart of Ruer who fell to the ground, and the blood that continued to flow out also appeared at this moment. Accompanied by the burly man's constant trembling, it slowly spread along the dirty floor inside the iron cage: "What, what? What happened -"
"That was the Half-Moon Slash that struck first."
In the scene where even Luojik began to scream in shock, only Duan Qing's low soliloquy still swayed in the ears of the wind blowing wheat waves: "The axe's reaction was quick enough, but his big ax can't It cannot cope with attacks from two directions coming one after the other at the same time.”
"Did she throw that dagger out before she set off?" Swallowing hard, Wind Blowing Mai Lang asked in a hesitant voice as if it was becoming difficult to breathe: "But how is this possible? Even if the time difference can be calculated in advance , just based on the speed of a human being..."
"Of course." Looking at Enyu Ninglan who slowly walked forward to pull out the dagger, Duan Qing's voice also became sighing: "Human speed may really have a limit, but she doesn't need to do it yet. to the extreme level.”
"She just needs to be faster than the throwing weapon, and that's enough to achieve this effect."
