In the end, Ivey entered the competition through the kinship relationship listed on Ain’s ID card. After all, no matter how you say it, Avi Ain is still a partner under Zhou Li, so he still has some face.
The most important thing is that the reviewer remembered that the photo on the ID that Zhou Li wanted to use to get through just now was no different from the man in front of him.
After entering the venue, Ivey was immediately shocked by the scale of the building. Although the architectural styles of Tarik and Magnum may seem somewhat similar, they are actually two completely different "grandiose" styles.
Magnum's grandeur tends to decorate buildings with grandeur, using gold, silver and various sculptures to set off the splendor of buildings, and also build very large buildings to demonstrate national power.
But Tariq is different. Tariq's architecture is engraved in its bones with magnificence. Their buildings are rarely decorated with gold, silver or sculptures, and their architectural style is simple but very grand. Just like this "Martial Arts Hall" did not have countless exquisite sculptures like Tariq, nor did it build a building that covers an area of one million. This martial arts hall is like a natural volcano reaching the sky. The sky is visible when you look up, and it is surrounded by large colors of red, orange and white.
The most eye-catching thing is that on the top of this active volcano, sixteen figures with rough lines but full of momentum are engraved on the "mountain wall". The sixteen who are engraved on this spiritual building representing the Tarik warriors are none other than the champions of the past.
"Why is Tiya's avatar so weird?"
Through their cash abilities, Ivey and Ain led Kaya to a very good position. The preliminary rounds of martial arts tournaments are usually conducted in order of strength from low to high. What is about to begin is the battle of the silver group headed by Zhou Li. Ivey sat on the soft sofa, raised his head and looked at the last female statue of the Sixteenth Champion, with a strange look on his face.
"Ah, this..."
Looking up, Ain, who always liked to argue with his brother, was speechless for a moment. Tiya is a typical Tariq, with deep and beautiful features, blond hair and blue eyes, tall figure, and very clear facial lines, pure golden ratio. However, the portrait of Tiya at a high place is slightly different from the real person, mainly...
"Somewhat like in the comics."
Ivey raised his eyebrows and said strangely: "This... style of painting is not quite right."
"This is too two-dimensional."
Zhou Li, who was sitting at the preparation table not far away, raised his head and looked at Tiya's portrait, and commented without hesitation: "Pure two-dimensional."
"Brother, what is the second dimension?"
At this time, the man sitting next to Zhou Li at the preparation table asked Zhou Li curiously. Upon hearing this, Zhou Li suddenly became interested. He put down his legs and started to explain to the man what the second dimension in another dimension was.
"For example, the princess's head has no edges and corners, just soft lines. Her big eyes almost catch up with the wheels. This is the second dimension."
After eloquently bringing the knowledge of two-dimensional photo retouching and beauty to civilizations in other worlds, Zhou Li was interrupted by the buzzing sound from the arena not far away. The man on the side looked at Zhou Li, who was a little confused, and kindly reminded: "This is the warning sound for preparation for entry, reminding us that we can enter in ten minutes."
"Ouch."
Zhou Li nodded, smacking his lips with unfinished meaning. After all, what he just said was a fantasy to these natives of another world, and few people except Eluma could listen to it. But this person actually listened to it completely, and even listened to it all with relish, which made him very interested in this person.
"Brother, what is your name? We are quite destined."
Knowing that the man in front of him was his next opponent, Zhou Li asked curiously. And this man of average height and average appearance just smiled honestly and replied:
"My name is Huang Yi."
"Huang Yi?"
Hearing this name, and the fact that this person could hear his trash talk just now, Zhou Li almost went straight to check whether he was a fellow villager. But after calming down, he suddenly remembered that he seemed to have heard this name before.
"Huang Yi..."
Zhou Li looked at the man in front of him, up and down, left and right, diagonally forward and backward, and looking upright. Then he suddenly understood, clapped his hands, and said in shock:
"Are you, the red archbishop of the Church of War, coming to the silver category to torture you?!"
"Forehead."
As the most powerful person in the War Church and the strongest warrior in the world today, Huang Yi looked a little strange after hearing Zhou Li's words, "Isn't this allowed in this competition?"
"Damn it, you have no shame!"
Looking at the mediocre-looking man in front of him, who has an honest and honest temperament and always has a smile on his face, Zhou Li slapped the table and reprimanded him bitterly: "I am a brilliant man playing silver, but you are a demigod playing silver, you are much worse than me. !Where’s your face?!”
"well?"
Hearing this, Huang Yi was stunned. At this time, he seemed to have thought of something, and looked at Zhou Li suspiciously, up and down, left and right, diagonally forward and backward, and upside down. Then his face showed the same shock as Zhou Li just now. He pointed at Zhou Li and blurted out one word.
"Yong!"
The latter word was not spoken, because he knew that when Zhou Li discovered his identity just now, he did not say it out loud, but used a special sound-isolating technique so that only each other could hear the words clearly. Therefore, Huang Yi did not directly tell the identity of the man in front of him.
Then, these two shameless people, who saw each other's identities and the same intentions, showed treacherous smiles in unison.
"The training of the War Church is mainly about fighting. As long as you can win, you can get blessings from our Lord. I don't know what my Lord is busy with recently, and the review is not very strict, so I want to contribute to the War Church and increase its strength."
The honest and honest man spoke first and said with a smile: "Actually, you may not think of me as a demigod, but in the martial arts arena, everyone is equal and the same."
"Haha, heroes think alike."
Seeing this archbishop whose shamelessness was comparable to his own, Zhou Li, who had never dealt with him at first, was pleased with him no matter how he looked at him. He directly hooked up with Huang Yi and said with a smile: "It's not easy for the brave here to get along. Just like you, I have to fight for strength. But I care about the world and want to grow quickly to avoid disasters from invading me in the future. Weak, so I just..."
"I understand, I understand."
Huang Yi suddenly showed an understanding smile. This honest-looking man was also very happy when he faced this brave man who had long been famous. "Sir brave man, this competition..."
Zhou Li immediately understood what Huang Yi meant. He hooked Huang Xu's shoulder and whispered a calculation: "Besides the two of us, there are ninety-eight people. If we ignore the losses caused by internal fighting, there will probably be about sixty people left."
"I only need ten people, and the rest is up to you."
Huang Yi understood immediately. He didn't even express his intention to share equally. He said bluntly: "It is an honor for me to meet the brave man this time. I will take ten people and leave the rest to you."
"Hey, why am I embarrassed about this?"
Zhou Li was very ashamed and agreed on the spot. Of course, Zhou Li still had good intentions towards this twelve-minute lackey who got along with him inexplicably: "I have heard about it. This competition is a large-scale melee."
"In this way, I won't let you suffer. I'll try my best to be restrained and let them feel that there is still hope. After I beat them away, you can take over. You see..."
"The brave man talks!"
Huang Yi suddenly looked at Zhou Li in surprise, his eyes full of admiration for him, "I didn't even expect what you did, it's amazing!"
"Then..."
The two looked at each other and smiled, and a chilling laughter sounded from here.
Hey hey hey...
The contestants in the silver category in this competition didn’t know why, but they always felt uneasy. But he quickly forgot about it in the heated atmosphere of the audience, not knowing what fate he would face next.
"Zhou Li Zhou Li"
Just as the two of them put their arms around each other and began to discuss how to use absolute power to create a suspenseful and dramatic battle, an elegant and sweet voice suddenly sounded from behind.
"Yo, what's wrong?"
It was Eluma who came. At this time, she was wearing a blue dress, holding a package in her hand and standing pretty behind her. Under the soft light, the lines of her face were so soft that it was intoxicating.
"I forgot something."
Eluma walked up to Zhou Li and handed the package to Zhou Li. Facing such a peerless beauty, Huang Yi on the side stared intently at the package in Zhou Li's hand. After Eluma cheered Zhou Li with a warm and sweet voice, Huang Yi finally couldn't help but speak.
"Brother Zhou, I feel a different atmosphere in this package."
Zhou Li was surprised when he heard this. He looked at Huang Yi and asked with interest: "What's the smell?"
"Peerless divine weapon."
Looking at the slightly familiar outline in Zhou Li's hand, Huang Yi said these four words categorically. Eluma's expression on the side also became a little strange at this time. After all, she knew what was inside. But she didn't know that Zhou Li and Huang Yi's sloppy behavior just now was supposed to be the poor Bai Yinzai Zhou Li met halfway. Just when she was about to explain, Zhou Li suddenly laughed.
"Hahahaha, you are indeed Brother Huang."
Zhou Li patted Huang Yi's shoulder boldly, then he looked around cautiously, then mysteriously approached Huang Yi with the package, and slowly opened the package.
"This is!"
Seeing the pink cat fist full of macho charm, Huang Yi was immediately in awe, and his voice became much more solemn: "I have seen this artifact in Magnum's foreign trade market. I knew at the first sight that this weapon was for... It’s a human treasure, but I couldn’t buy it because I was short of money. I’m lucky enough to see this thing again today, Brother Zhou has a good eye!”
"I am over-flattered."
Zhou Li pressed his hands modestly, "This is just my little trick, not worth mentioning."
“Don’t underestimate yourself!”
Huang Yi frowned and said quickly: "From the first time I saw this weapon, I thought about changing it into a light color that disturbs the enemy's mind, but I am stupid and only thought about changing it into red and blue or colorful. The light dazzles the enemy's eyes. I never thought that this weapon could be... so powerful, how wonderful!"
"When you come to Magnum from now on, I'll give you a plastic surgery."
Zhou Li felt physically and mentally comfortable at this time. Until now, he had never seen anything more to his liking than Huang Yi. He could easily tell that Huang Yi was not pretending to have this characteristic just to cater to him. His eyes are very innocent, more innocent than the ethnic minorities on the grassland, and more pure than the snow leopards on the plateau.
"Grateful!"
Huang Yi did not refuse. Although he was the red-clothed archbishop of the War Church, the outstanding thing about the War Church in this peaceful era was that he was not popular with others. Not only do the major countries dislike these lunatics who are full of Tata Kai, but even Twelve Hours are not very friendly to them.
Of course, this can’t be blamed on others, it can only be blamed on these lunatics from the War Church who only have one brain. It can be said that they are the real berserkers, crazy about fighting, crazy about temper, and crazy about everything. He has a bad temper, he gets angry at the slightest hint, he does whatever he says, and he never holds back. Every day he thinks about starting a war. When asked, he says, "Send the roar of war for my Lord." He is a little confused when he causes chaos in the church next door.
Therefore, most people in the world have a bad impression of the War Church. However, it is not very good, but they also know that this group of people are all the same. Except for using various weird tactics during the war, this group of people is usually a group of retarded people, so everyone is not very good. Pay attention to these lunatics. After all, this is a new era, not the barbaric era where war could be started at random. No country would risk being taken advantage of by other countries and start a war.
However, what they don't know is that there is a strange Pope in the War Church. Although this pope is powerful, he is usually gentle, affable, and looks like a good old man to everyone. But the weirdest thing is that a pope who doesn't seem to be wary at all is actually the pope most favored by the God of War. In less than two years, he became the Cardinal Archbishop of the War Church, a position of high authority.
As for why this person can gain the favor of the God of War...
My lord, times have changed.
Standing on a wide arena projected by brilliant crystals, this time the competition was a fighting competition in a virtual jungle. Huang Yi took a deep breath, and then...
He took out two projector pistols.
The energy of projection is a gift from the God of War.
Those idiots in the church didn't know that they had always thought that they had offered the most perfect sacrifice to the God of War - a war of crazy killings. But in fact, the God of War has long been tired of it, and the God of War is definitely the latest trend in the Twelve Hours. As early as when magic technology was developed, this God B began to make guns privately.
Therefore, what the God of War has always wanted is not a brutal fight between evenly matched enemies. What he wants is to crush and kill, put the muzzle of the big gun into the enemy's eyes and pull the trigger, use various insidious means to break the enemy's heart, and start a war with a new era and new style.
And Huang Yi implemented this point.
He is more "berserker" than "berserker".
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