A heavy sound of landing then appeared in the center of the room in front of Duan Qing and others, and the countless ice crystal fragments gradually scattered around slowly disappeared into the air. The figure of the noble named Visser was also accompanying them at this time. As the moonlight disappeared, he completely lost his head, and fell between the messy tables and chairs with a miserable look that was completely different from his previous arrogant posture. Quietly appeared in the dark distance where the head rolled away, and the body belonging to Dark Language Ninglan holding a dagger in both hands slowly emerged at the end of the moonlight, still maintaining a spotless appearance. She then staggered forward two steps, and then turned back with her usual smile: "...Mr."
"There is really a tacit understanding between you, and you can even do this kind of thing." The eyes looked back and forth between the two people for a while, and the wind-blown wheat wave who was lying on the ground asked in surprise: "You are How did you avoid the frost bomb attack?"
"The so-called frost bomb is just an abbreviation, and most of the ingredients contained in it are the magical effects of freezing." Ningyu Ninglan, who walked back to the two of them, replied with a smile: "So just avoid these magical effects. "
"To put it simply, just jump up." The frozen body was picked up by the maid's hands, and Duan Qing's struggling voice sounded in the room that became quiet again: "Really, fighting a BOSS is so thrilling. , if the opponent hadn’t been considered a humanoid creature, this knife probably wouldn’t have had any effect.”
"The problem now is that the other party may not be a humanoid creature."
Pointing at the fallen body that had lost its head and began to gradually decompose and disappear into the red mist in the air, Feng Chui Mai Lang said with a heavy face: "If this guy's death is not his true body, then our disaster this time will be real." It’s too big.”
"At least the curse on us will not last." Feeling the tight grip that had disappeared from his heart, Duan Qing couldn't help but reveal a wry smile: "As for what the consequences of his death will be, what will he have to do with it? Who cares...well, he can't be the fake Wisel, right?"
"This guy even exchanged two sentences with me before. He doesn't sound like someone who doesn't know the inside story." Feng Chui Mai Lang lowered his head and thought: "Is it possible that someone has penetrated so deeply? Even Wisel is like this Can everyone be replaced?”
"No matter how deep the forces trying to control this underground boxing ring are, it is not a problem that we should be concerned about now." With the help of Ninglan, Duan Qing gradually supported his body, and Duan Qing looked around weakly: "Now No one gave us awards, and there was no championship, we—"
"We have to find a way to get out of here quickly."
He listened to the cheers and noises from the outside world that had not yet subsided, and his extremely weak body gradually began to stabilize from shaking. The focus of his eyes that seemed to be looking for a state finally slowly stayed in the direction they came from, and then He moved away from the seemingly harmless door again: "...I said, do you have any other way to get out of here?"
"Are you asking me? Are you sure you are asking me?" Feng Chui Mai Lang, who was stared at by Duan Qing, shook his head and waved his hands in a panic: "How could I know such a thing?"
"Since you have so many treasures, it shouldn't be a big deal to take out one or two magic props that can be teleported." Duan Qing adjusted his breathing vigorously: "Or you who often hang out here, do you know Is there any hidden secret passage in this place?"
"I am a businessman, but I don't have a treasure bag!" Feng Chui Mai Lang shouted helplessly: "As for the hidden secret passage... have you misunderstood something? If I knew this kind of thing, I would still be a A small businessman?"
"……All right."
Withdrawing his gaze from the other party's expression, Duan Qing let out a final sigh. He looked at Ninglan's face, which was silent and lowered its head. At the same time, he took out a bottle of magic potion from his arms and drank it instantly. Go down: "Since there is no other good way, then we have no choice but to get out."
"Sir, there is no need to be so aggressive." The answer was that Ninglan still maintained a relaxed voice: "We can get out of this place together."
"What?"
"It would be nice if you all behaved a little more calmly."
Her eyes moved to the wind-blown wheat waves on the side. Anyu Ninglan tried her best to maintain her smile. The hands that put away the dagger slowly stretched forward with her gentle steps, and finally fell on the dagger that had turned into ashes and disappeared. On the ground where Wiesel was in the air: "We came in together to receive the award, and our purpose was to go out with something."
"As long as we can accomplish this goal, no one will stand in our way."
She raised her body and showed the badge she found in her hand to Duan Qing's sight. Then, when the latter nodded in agreement, she put it on her chest with a smile. The blue and white maid costume and the black iron-like badge complement each other in the air, attracting everyone's attention with a color that is hard to ignore, and an aura full of iron and blood also follows the appearance of this badge. And constantly surrounding this maid with a calm temperament, and her steps out of this place with her head held high, it spread to the entire underground boxing arena: "——We saw Miss Ningyu Ninglan coming out! How heroic she is So cool!"
"She wears a black iron badge on her chest that represents the underground boxing champion! Let us cheer again for the new boxing champion!"
Bathed in the eager gazes of countless spectators and the crazy shouts from their mouths, the smile that was originally on the face of Ningyu Ninglan, who was walking in the front, now had a bit of awe-inspiring feeling that was difficult to conceal, as if she had become a The temperament of the underground master also began to condense around this calm body as he walked across the arena, eliminating some of the elements of surprise and doubt little by little. Also hidden behind this breath, the steps of two people named Duan Qing and Fengchui Mailang tried their best to show their pride and arrogance as they walked forward, until the distance to the exit began to close. When everyone finally had hope of walking out of this place alive, some extremely low voices quietly sounded in the air between them: "This trick really works? I learned it again today."
"The soul contracts that control the participating boxers are probably not in the hands of other people in the underground boxing ring." Duan Qing replied in a low voice without turning his eyes: "Without the obstruction of the strongest fighters, no one here will dare to stop us anymore. .”
"But according to past legends, the final whereabouts of new boxing champions in the underground world are a mystery." Feng Chui Mai Lang's expression still looked a little unnatural: "I have never heard of any boxing champion walking out from the front door. Yes."
"Probably because they all surrendered to Mr. Wiesel in the final meeting." Duan Qing rubbed his lips and replied: "Ninglan knows about the final battle with the underground master, but This tradition was broken after the arrival of 'Vesel'..."
"What we are doing now is just reviving this tradition that was once lost."
He said these words while staring closely at the long tunnel in front of him that he had walked through once before. The guard named Hansen who had guarded there before was also standing quietly in this tunnel. At the end of the tunnel, he looked at the faces of Duan Qing and others with calm and respectful eyes: "Congratulations to you all."
"You didn't expect us to win this championship, did you?" Following the footsteps of Enyu Ninglan, Duan Qing walked to the opponent's side. Duan Qing smiled and nodded: "Just remember to give the bonus to Lao Tietou. After all, We are here on his behalf.”
"Don't worry about this." The weapon in his hand drooped slightly, and Hansen's figure also retreated to the side of the tunnel exit: "The underground world will always be engraved with your names, no matter whose hands the final reward is. , this tradition will not change.”
"I hope you can shine this glory belonging to the underground world to more places."
【Ding--】
A clear system prompt then appeared in Duan Qing's ears, accompanied by the guard who made way for the exit and bowed deeply. Duan Qing, who was following the codeword Ninglan, also followed. The appearance of this scene was slightly delayed for a moment, and then the cool wind that was different from the underground boxing ring slowly passed by the guard.
[Underground Boxing Match: Iron's request, mission accomplished. 】
[The reputation in the underground world has been upgraded to respect. 】
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"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"
Some time later, deep in the underground waterway, in a dark shop like a maintenance room on the corner, the old man who called himself Lao Tietuo was slapping his body and laughing, while staring with bloodshot eyes. The ceiling in front of him: "I didn't expect it! I really didn't expect it! You actually came back alive!"
"Being able to come back from that place alive already represents what kind of ranking we have achieved, right?" Sitting directly in front of the counter with Ningyu Ninglan's body in his arms, Duan Qing replied in a weak voice: "Even the mission You don’t even need to show proof, it couldn’t be better.”
"That's right! There must be full trust between the entrusting party and the entrusted party!" Lao Tietuo kept waving his arms and shouting: "Unlike those guys who always give up! Wait until I have a chance to catch him They, I must cut them into pieces! I will!"
"Ahem... So I said, can the promise between us be fulfilled?" He cleared his throat vigorously, and the player named Feng Chui Mai Lang also sat in front of the counter: "The promise we made before Take out everything."
"……snort!"
The old hunchback let out a heavy sigh and looked at the other person with straight eyes, then turned around with a look of reluctance. The laborious movement was followed by the lifting of a heavy box and he appeared in front of everyone. , and finally fell heavily on the iron counter surface with the square black shadow: "This is the goods you want, take it."
"Okay!" Feng Chui Mai Lang, who had no intention of opening the goods for inspection, nodded happily as he carried the big iron box over: "Thank you, boss, thank you boss!"
"And us." Seeing the other party fondly touching the iron box, Duan Qing pointed to his nose helplessly: "Where is the information we want?"
"...Can you change it to something else?" His eyes, still full of madness, glanced at Duan Qing's body, and the silent old iron camel's tone became uncooperative: "For example, the ones I lent you to participate in the competition before I can even give you equipment.”
"Back to you."
Putting the magic sphere and the matching magic gloves that had created miracles on the counter, Duan Qing interrupted the other party in a low voice: "Please hurry up, we are in a hurry."
"Are you people in the empire so impatient?" So Lao Tietuo had to cast his strange eyes on Ciyu Ninglan in Duan Qing's arms: "I won the title of boxing champion in the boxing match, but in the end I didn't even feel the slightest enjoyment. Qi Feng…what’s wrong with her?”
"tired."
The answers became shorter and shorter. Duan Qing, who kept his arms in his arms, paused for a moment between the closed eyes of Ningyu Ninglan. His silent and focused look later made Lao Tietuo lose his intention to continue to inquire, and turned to And lowered his voice: "Okay, then I will tell you some things I know."
"That was about a month ago." The crazy expression finally disappeared from his face, and he raised his gaze to the low ceiling in front of him again: "At that time, Chris had already arrived in Tania. It’s time, and the principality has entertained the prince in its capital for a period of time..."
"It was just the darkest time."
There was a bit more gnashing of teeth in his tone, and the old man grinded his teeth resentfully: "Although I only heard about it, what came to my ears at that time was that the prince relied on his status as the representative of the empire to fight with the emperor. The news that the spokesperson’s identity is arrogant, today I had a king’s meal in a certain tavern, and tomorrow I broke the leg of a waiter in a certain tavern..."
"Even the people of the principality who have endured the empire's bullying for a long time have had enough of what he has done." After saying this, he looked at Duan Qing's expression and let out a cold snort again: "I don't care about you. Believe it or not, that was the impression that bullshit prince had on the principality at that time."
"Then what?"
"And then...that happened."
It seemed that he had finally reached the point he was least willing to mention. Lao Tietuo twisted his body impatiently: "At that time, the prince hired many adventure groups for him to fight for entertainment. In the end, he accidentally injured himself. He was rude. Hold the Principality responsible for his injuries while providing him with the best medical care in the Principality."
"He ended up being sent to Valletta Hospital."
He gritted his teeth and said with a look of hatred.
