"It's here, it's here."
Quickly crossing an intersection, Don Quixote's keen eyes saw the sign of "The First Boxing Gym on South Avenue" in front of him. She didn't even wait for the car to stop, she jumped out of the car and ran quickly towards the boxing gym.
Don Quixote's purpose at this time has evolved from stopping Torea at the beginning to doing his best to stop Zhou Li. The reason why I say she is doing her best is because...
"That's it? That's it! I'm going to hit ten of them!"
Looking at Zhou Li who displayed his arrogance and domineering in the ring, Don Quixote fell silent. She stared blankly at the extremely angry crowd around her. Even if she hadn't witnessed everything that just happened, her mind was almost complete.
Anyway, it's nothing more than "torture the food, use all your strength to torture the food, use all your strength without forgetting to abuse the food sarcastically".
"Is there anything else? Aren't you quite arrogant just now? You said that this person could beat me ten times, but why did I beat him to the ground in one round?"
Zhou Li leaned on the fence, snorted, and said disdainfully: "In the end, it's still not possible! Silver Gun Candlehead, with a lot of problems and injuries on his body, still want to go against me?"
At first, Zhou Li just wanted to test how much power of misfortune he could gain from committing misdeeds in Tariq's arena. After discovering that he could harvest a large amount of calamity power while abusing vegetables, Zhou Li's goal became to stop after earning five hundred.
Then, he played six silvers, plus an injured Skoda, earning a thousand calamity power.
It's just a pure card bug. After all, the natural disaster profession was prepared from the beginning for Zhou Liqi to use overwhelming strength to break the rules and cause Khorne's effect on the enemy, so as to harvest the power of the God of Creation. It never expected that the brave man did break through common sense and also broke through the moral bottom line. But the problem is, this creates too much disaster!
It smells so good.
Now Zhou Li has fallen into a state of fanaticism. He even has the urge to block the bug here until the power of 10,000 disasters is generated. At that time, he will rush directly into the office of Twelve Quarters and punch Yinjue into it. On the floor, a flying kick came and knocked Mr. Yin away from the waist. Isn't it beautiful?
But it's a pity that Zhou Li didn't take it completely. He clearly realized that he was now wearing Levi's vest to dominate here. If he continued to indulge like this, he would probably be exposed. Although Zhou Li was outrageously thick-skinned, this did not mean that he was prepared to die completely in Tariq society.
Therefore, after discovering that Don Quixote had come to the boxing gym, Zhou Li knew that his time for fun card bugs would unfortunately come to an end. After finishing his arrogant speech, he glanced around, then pointed his finger and said in a loud voice: "You, it's you!"
"I?"
Don Quixote was stunned for a moment, pointed at himself, and asked inexplicably: "Is it me?"
"The one next to you."
Zhou Li pointed at another person angrily. Only then did Don Quixote see a masked man standing next to her. The man was covered in a cloak and had a strange mask on his face. Just as Don Quixote was stunned, a familiar voice sounded from under the mask.
"good."·
No unnecessary words, no declarations of challenge. The man turned over and entered the ring from the stage without wearing any special armor. He said in a muffled voice: "I will challenge you."
"Please show me your ID."
The referee on the side frowned. According to the original rules, the masked man had to be a registered boxer to challenge Zhou Li, who was on a winning streak. But he looked at the arrogant and domineering Zhou Li, then looked at the man, and chose to make certain concessions within the rules.
"Give."
Without further ado, the man stretched out his leather-gloved hand and handed an ID to the referee. After the referee opened the ID and saw the name on it, his expression suddenly changed, and a look of astonishment appeared on his face. He looked at the ID in his hand, then at the man, and then said with a dry throat: "Thank you for your hard work."
"oh?"
After seeing the referee's respectful demeanor, everyone got excited. The referees in this boxing gym rarely show such subjective emotions, because as the embodiment of fairness and justice, they must be objective enough. Therefore, even if they meet the third princess Tia, they will remain absolutely calm.
But now, this mysterious masked man has broken this common sense. They all could see that the referee's shock after seeing the ID was definitely not fake. It was visceral, pure shock.
This man is not simple!
"You are welcome."
A cold voice sounded from under the mask. The man looked at Zhou Li and said in a voice as cold as frost, "I'll deal with you in three minutes."
"Ah."
Zhou Li sneered. He glanced at the people around him with contempt and said arrogantly: "One minute, I only need one minute."
"Ah."
The masked man showed no signs of being provoked by Zhou Li. He remained as steady as a mountain. The masked man snorted coldly. After putting on the special armor, he stretched out his hand and bent his palm towards Zhou Li.
"Come."
At this moment, the surrounding air seemed to be frozen. The audience held their breath, and they all noticed that the two men were constantly fighting with each other in an impossible-to-see manner.
Skoda, who was grinning and applying medicine in the treatment room, seemed to sense something. He struggled and leaned against the window, looking at the ring not far away. He really wanted to know who that man with strange strength was and what his purpose was.
Torrea, who was fighting in the ring, suddenly accelerated, and the originally evenly matched battle was instantly crushed by her with a one-sided advantage. Torea clapped her hands and looked at the arena not far away with her red eyes. There, with her brain a little dazed, she felt a familiar atmosphere.
Is it her...
three.
two.
one.
As the referee announced the fight, Zhou Li made a sliding tackle and raised his hands.
The air became solid again.
"I surrender."
The moment these three words appeared, everyone in the entire venue who was paying attention to the battle couldn't hold back. The tight string in their hearts was instantly rotated infinitely by Zhou Li at a rate of three thousand revolutions per second. They even felt that their blood pressure and heart rate had reached the peak of their lives.
They looked blankly at "Levis" who raised his hands and chose to surrender, and their minds went blank. They expected that this battle could have many outcomes. They could even accept that the masked man would be instantly killed by "Levis" with one punch, and then "Levis" would continue to dominate everyone.
However, no matter what, they could not accept the outcome of Zhou Li's surrender.
What is this like? It's like you downloaded the resources recommended by your friends. There is no one else at home, the air temperature is good, the Internet speed is ridiculously fast, and the paper towels are all available. Just when you came to the living room and were about to grow wildly--quickly draw the gun--grasp of immortality--sudden impact, the learning materials were opened.
HD coded animal world.
Pain, endless pain.
At this time, the anger of the entire arena audience had been ignited to the extreme. These gentle and elegant sports fans have begun to stare at Levi's on the stage with eyes that can tear people apart. They look at the proud man who has obviously lost the game, and their hearts are burning with anger. They wish they could go on stage and stab him. Kill Levi's.
However, they had nothing to do with him. After all, the rules clearly state that you can surrender in the arena.
"Haha, you guys want to see me being brutally tortured? Impossible! I will surrender directly."
After laughing several times, Zhou Li looked at the referee and asked happily: "Is it time to declare that I lost the game?"
Tsk.
Looking at Zhou Li, who was obviously covered by a mask but was still so arrogant, the referee gritted his teeth and indicated with his eyes that the masked man could take the opportunity to beat Zhou Li because he had not declared the winner. But after he fought for dozens of seconds, the man was still indifferent. The referee gave up and reluctantly announced that Zhou Li had failed.
"happy."
Zhou Li laughed, and then he suddenly turned over and rushed towards the darkness not far away at a speed that ordinary people could not detect. The man also nodded to the referee and left the ring, leaving only the stunned crowd, feeling the blood pressure bursting through his body.
And among this crowd, there was one person who seemed out of place.
Don Quixote looked at the empty arena with complicated eyes, and for a moment he had mixed feelings in his heart.
She underestimated Zhou Li's lower limit, and also underestimated how strong Zhou Li's ability was. At this time, she remembered that the stories Zhou Li told them when he was bored may not be fiction, such as the episode "The Battle of Guan Yu in Jingzhou, the Real and False Martial Saint Lin Daiyu".
"You did well."
In a corner where no one was paying attention, Zhou Li looked at the silent masked man in front of him and patted his shoulder with relief, but the man dodged him in disgust.
"Xiao Bai said, next time something embarrassing like this can happen by yourself, can you use your ability to do it? She thinks it's embarrassing."
Eluma walked out from the side and said to Zhou Li with a helpless smile: "She feels that she went too far and fooled everyone."
"Look, Xiaobai, you're still in trouble."
Zhou Li shook his head and said to Xiaobai inexplicably: "You participated in my actions, which means that I am seeking your help as a partner. When you help me, you are helping your companions. Let us Get more protection for future safety. And you and Eluma are inseparable, and Eluma and I are soul-bound. Rounding it off, helping me is helping Eluma, and helping Eluma is helping. You, how can this be embarrassing?"
Obviously, Xiaobai was stunned for a moment after hearing Zhou Li's classic combination of sophistry and absurdity. Then she tilted her head suspiciously and looked at Zhou Li.
"Xiaobai said she felt like you were lying to her."
Eluma rubbed Xiaobai's hair and said with a chuckle: "But she said that sister Eluma asked her to do it, so she didn't bother to think about whether you lied to her."
"Hey, this little girl has double standards."
Zhou Li complained angrily, but didn't say much. After all, he was the one who used Black Mist as a mobile trolley and push cart tool, and he was too lazy to argue with his reasoning.
Anyway, in the end, this novice will have to be controlled by himself, and there is no use in trying to talk to her.
At this time, Xiaobai seemed to realize something. After taking off the clothes that were in the way, she threw an ID to Zhou Li. Zhou Li took the certificate, and the characters with Magnum's unique coat of arms were printed on it.
The brave prove it.
"I almost forgot about this."
Zhou Li put away the Brave Proof, and then suddenly thought of something. He quickly took out the Brave Exclusive, opened it to a certain page, and started looking at it.
I, day.
Zhou Li was shocked when he saw the words "bring all the people here who are paying attention to you to the brink of collapse" in the last line and the huge [Increase in the power of disaster: one thousand].
Is this the charm of Cun Zhi? !
The power of calamity he gained this time was more than what he had gained from torturing vegetables. At this moment, Zhou Li's brain became clear, and he seemed to understand what he should do in the next martial arts meeting with a larger scale and more spectators.
If millions of people watch a wonderful battle of Inzhi, I should be able to become a god.
Zhou Li had already begun to imagine the future scene where he would throw the God of Literature into a natural disaster with one hand and the God of Chaos with the other as a big bomb. Zhou Li felt physically and mentally comfortable, which was nothing but refreshing.
"Zhou Li Zhou Li!"
After a while, Eluma pulled Zhou Li out of his beautiful fantasy. Zhou Li shook his head and temporarily put aside the idea of being dangerous to a certain extent. Only then did he remember the original purpose of his visit this time.
"Where's Torea?"
Zhou Li hurriedly prepared to stand up. Although he learned that Torea was seeking a challenge in the Brilliant Group, there were not many people in the Brilliant Group at this time. It was obvious that Torea was no longer there.
"Here it is."
At this time, Don Quixote walked out from the side in a helpless and funny manner, and Tia, who had been looking for a parking space for a long time, appeared with her supporting the drunk and sticky Torea.
"Are you completely drunk?"
Zhou Li, who had seen Torea drinking, knew that Torea's drunkenness was a very strange process. She will first have a long period of "impulsive cooling-off period." The reason why it is called the impulsive cooling-off period is because she will act particularly recklessly, but she will act recklessly with careful and calm thinking. Just like at that time, although her mind was full of speeding through the underground black market, she perfectly solved the Ma Zai standing guard and carried out a beheading operation perfectly without alerting anyone.
After the impulsive cooling-off period has passed, Torea will enter the second stage, which is the current state where she is full of sweet wine smell, drunk and unconscious, like a sweet wine ball. This state is only limited to when she returns to a familiar environment, such as Don Quixote's side. Once she enters this state, Torea will need a day to relieve herself.
"Okay, let's get it back for her."
Zhou Li looked at the time and then asked Tiya: "What? Are you interested in being a guest?"
"Yes, of course."
Tiya suddenly became energetic and said happily: "I'm very interested!"
