"Sign up?"
In the work area, Zhou Li was holding a copy of "Accounting: How to Avoid Extended Sentences" and asked with a confused look on his face: "What do you want to sign up for? What?"
Torea placed a stack of papers in front of Zhou Li and said in a cold voice: "Martial arts meeting."
"Ah, yes, I have to sign up."
Two months have passed since the last military exercise, and the upcoming Mosk Arms Fight will be held in a month. Zhou Li took a registration form, took a cursory glance at the contents and asked Tolea:
"Did you and Don Quixote sign up?"
"The registration is complete."
Torea nodded, her long silver-white hair swaying slightly with her movements, setting off her incomparably beautiful face. Today, since she didn't need to go out for activities or training, she just wore a pure white shirt. Perhaps it was because she rarely met Zhou Li alone, or Zhou Li would verbally attack her every time they met alone. At this time, Torea was unusually nervous.
"We were assigned to the Brilliant Group."
Tugging at the hem of his shirt, Torea calmly said to Zhou Li: "This competition is divided into six parts. At the beginning, there will be a melee of 100 people, and 50 people will be eliminated. The remaining 50 people will be eliminated. The groups are divided into twenty-five teams, and each team selects another team to compete, and the winner stays. In this round, those who hold the tickets for the previous championship will have a bye, which means that if Don Quixote and I enter If we pass the first level, we will advance directly.”
"Then comes the third level. In the third level, the remaining twenty-five people will be regrouped, but this time they will fight against each other. The battle venue is in a simulated area, and the environment under which the battle can be fought can be discussed. This level Both me and Don Quixote have immunity from defeat."
"The fourth level is the same as the third level. After discussing the venue, the battle begins. At the beginning of the fourth game, there will be a loser group and a winner group. That is to say, in the final championship battle, the loser group champion and the winner group champion will fight. .”
After telling a long list of dizzying rules, Torea saw Zhou Li who was silent. Just when she thought Zhou Li was thinking about these complicated rules.
Then, Zhou Li slapped his head and said sincerely: "It's really troublesome, just give me the championship."
"It's a pity the rules can't be changed."
At this time, Don Quixote walked in with coffee. She looked at Zhou Li and said with a wry smile: "I didn't know these two championship tickets had so many privileges before, and I can't change them now even if I want to."
"If you mean that you think winning by relying on privileges is not fair, then I suggest you take a good look at your head."
Zhou Li could guess with his toes what Don Quixote was worried about. After complaining expressionlessly, he put down the registration form and said to Don Quixote: "You and Torea prepare well for the battle. , I asked, this time the runner-up reward is very generous, at least 50,000 gold coins. With 50,000 gold coins, I can ask Evan to issue an invoice for 200,000 gold coins. This time, 150,000 came out, The money is back."
Ignoring Zhou Li's previous sentence of "I've decided to win the championship", Don Quixote took a sip of coffee and commented on his act of issuing fake invoices, "It's a bit too much."
Glancing at Don Quixote strangely, Zhou Li didn't feel guilty at all for having taught this female knight of justice a bad lesson. On the contrary, he was a little relieved.
"By the way, if I sign up, what group will I be in?"
Zhou Li asked curiously, his current strength was very strange. The Black Emperor gave him a dazzling mid-level body, but his professional level was only platinum. Because he has been relatively honest recently and has not accumulated much power in the Calamity, so if he is measured with instruments, he is only at the platinum level.
Don Quixote thought for a long time after hearing this thought-provoking question. She knew Zhou Li's situation, so she couldn't figure out which group Zhou Li should go to.
“Is there a toddler group?”
Zhou Li suddenly thought that if he killed everyone in the children's group, the audience would be shocked, and the power of disasters and natural disasters would be accumulated very quickly.
"Uh, no."
Even if there was, Don Quixote was determined to hide it from Zhou Li. She was really afraid that Zhou Li would suddenly go to the kindergarten group and kill everyone. Zhou Li might not feel any guilt, he would just feel happy. But as his subordinate, Don Quixote will directly die socially.
"never mind."
Zhou Li sighed and gave up this bold idea. He picked up the form again and began to think about the title and weapon proficiency columns.
"This thing is about indiscriminate fighting."
After a while, Zhou Li raised his head and confirmed: "As long as I use the reported weapon, they can't send me off, right?"
"Well, that's the theory."
Trying his best, Don Quixote said tactfully: "But the jury may not allow those explosive weapons with high lethality range to come on stage. That would be unfair to other people."
"Whatever is fair or unfair is bullshit."
Zhou Li had a disdainful attitude towards this kind of thing, "We are all fighting indiscriminately. Even if I throw money at them, I am also a member of the same."
"At least you have to fight."
Don Quixote said to Zhou Li dumbfounded: "If you really pull out a rocket launcher while fighting, it won't be considered a fight. Even if it doesn't work, you have to take out a melee weapon."
"Melee weapon?"
Suddenly, Zhou Li seemed to be blessed, and a genius idea fell into his mind. At this time, he thought of an article he had read on Earth. That article shocked him to the extreme and also inspired Zhou Li in another world.
"Melee weapons... just need to be melee weapons."
Zhou Li looked at Don Quixote and asked solemnly: "Let me confirm whether the melee weapons can pass the review and then be brought to the stage?"
Although she was vaguely worried that Zhou Li would bring her new and whimsical ways of playing, after all, it was limited to close combat, so Don Quixote felt that there should be no big problem. She nodded and confirmed Zhou Li's statement.
"That's good."
Zhou Li smiled, and with this smile, Don Quixote and Torea broke into cold sweat.
Damn it, this kid has a big job, otherwise he wouldn't be able to smile so happily.
"Let me confirm again, this competition can be anonymous and you can wear a mask, right?"
"Yes."
Torea nodded solemnly on the side. She felt that the rules originally set up by the organizer to protect the contestants would become Zhou Li's toy.
As expected, after hearing Tolea's reply, Zhou Li's smile became more and more arrogant, and finally, his smile lingered.
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"Are you sure this is a normal person?"
Looking at the registration form in his hand, the chief reviewer of the martial arts tournament organizer's hand holding the paper trembled. He raised his head and looked at the clerk who handed him the registration form, and asked in a deep voice: "I told you that people from the Third Psychiatric Hospital are not allowed to participate, and neither are those who have been discharged!"
"But he is a foreign guest and has no history of mental illness."
This clerk was also a little innocent. She didn't know why such a thing would come to the competition, and it was a foreign guest.
"As for that? So excited?"
At this time, Mr. Charles, one of the organizers of the competition, came over. He looked at the heavy-faced people in front of him and asked in confusion: "Isn't it just a foreign guest? Are you so nervous?"
"See for yourself."
The reviewer didn't say much and handed the registration form to Mr. Charles.
Charles was silent. He stared at the registration form blankly, lost in thought.
Name: Norma Kojiro
The name is not a big problem. Although this format is a bit strange, the Martial Arts Association does not care about the true identity, and all comers are welcome.
Then, there is the title.
To be honest, in this world, a title is often a person's appearance, and only powerful people deserve to have their own titles. Of course, you can also call yourself "Guo Tianlong", "Man's Gypsophila", or "Shili Cha" at will, but others don't know you have such titles, and it would be embarrassing for you to say it.
Therefore, except for those professionals who already have their own reputation, most people will not fill in their names in the title column. However, the registration form now held by the reviewer has a terrifying title on it.
The perfect destroyer of the lower body.
Horrible, extremely terrifying.
"Can this kind of title be broadcast?"
Charles asked in confusion: "Can the Magic Energy Image Bureau let me release it?"
"You are thinking too far. This is the title, and there are others below."
After hearing the auditor's words, Charles continued to read. Then, his pupils dilated.
"This will never pass a fucking trial!"
Looking at the photos on the weapons report column, Charles slapped the table and made an immediate decision: "This guy is fucking crazy."
At this time, in the weapons report column of the registration form, a photo of a weapon was lying quietly on it.
"If this kind of thing appears in a martial arts competition, we can all restart where we are, then jump off the sixteenth floor with this fake dick and scold all the fighters who have been whipped by this fake dick. We will leave a colorful page in history for the rest of our lives because we are the only ones who dare to let fake porn play on the magic image!!!!"
Without breathing or pausing, Charles spoke everyone's heart to everyone at a very fast speed.
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"Are you serious?"
Looking at the fake gun in Zhou Li's hand, Ai Wei went numb.
"You don't understand. The sharper the weapon, the more powerful it is. The truly powerful weapon is the one that conquers the enemy without fighting."
Zhou Li held the device in one hand and held his back in the other, standing tall in the house, looking like a master. Ivey, in front of him, looked ashen.
If I had known this to be the case, I was so curious.
Just three hours ago, Zhou Li suddenly came to him mysteriously and asked him if he knew if there was a civilian hotel nearby. After getting the specific location, Zhou Li rushed down and sneaked back into the room after a while.
Normally, Zhou Li usually takes Eluma with him when he goes shopping. But this time Zhou Li didn't communicate with anyone except asking questions, which aroused Ivey's curiosity. He walked to Zhou Li's room and knocked on the door, sounding his regret.
When he opened the door, in front of Ivey was Zhou Li, who was dancing with a sword. At that moment, Zhou Li was like a sword fairy possessing him. His sword energy was ten thousand meters away. Even Aiwei, who was several meters away from him, was repelled by the sword energy. He retreated dozens of people and stood up against the wall with a pale face.
Anyone who sees a person waving a sixty-centimeter fake gun will be scared.
After learning that Zhou Li was holding these artifacts to participate in the competition, Ivey suddenly felt extremely complicated. Because he quickly guessed what Zhou Li was going to do, and sure enough, Zhou Li started to explain to him.
"Look, I will find someone to enchant the front end soon, and it will be a perfect hammer. And I will use mithril or something to coat it with a layer, which will have the effect of breaking the magic. The most important thing is, Although this game cannot harm others physically, it is definitely pure psychological harm."
Zhou Li held a sharp weapon and talked eloquently, "You said, as a warrior, is he afraid of losing? No, there is no shame in losing to the strong. If they can defeat Torrea's Silver Moon Spear or Don Quixote Even though they were defeated under the protective shield, they will still brag about it for a while. After all, that is the glory of warriors and their glory."
"But, do you think it would be embarrassing for them if they were attacked by my [Nine Heavens Thunderbolt Jade Overlord Divine Hammer]?"
Looking at the extremely excited Zhou Li in front of him, Aiwei fell silent. He felt that he had underestimated Zhou Li. Whenever he thought that Zhou Li's bottom line would end here, Zhou Li would always make a big mistake for him. After a long time, he sighed and said quietly:
"Is it possible that it would be more embarrassing for you to go into the ring with this?"
"But this game must comply with the rules."
Zhou Li spread his hands and said innocently: "Melee combat, the materials pass the test, it's not contraband. This game should comply with every rule. Why should they say I'm an embarrassment."
"This thing is immoral!"
"Indeed, I also feel it is immoral."
Zhou Li nodded empathetically, and then said calmly under Ivy's "You still know" expression, "So I decided not to show my true face to others."
"What?"
Ivey was stunned, and then he quickly understood what Zhou Li meant, "You want to disguise yourself?"
"No, that's not interesting."
Zhou Li took out something and placed it in front of Ivey. In an instant, Ivey's pupils dilated and he looked at the things on the table in disbelief.
this…
"Did you expect this?"
He looked at Zhou Li in disbelief.
"All coincidences are destined by God."
Zhou Li said this.
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"Has any of you seen my diplomatic ID?"
In the office, Levi frowned and touched his pocket, looking confused.
