I died in the game and became a god

Chapter 120

About an hour later, congratulatory voices came from the helicopters overhead. An old man seemed to be the housekeeper of Shangguan's family. He was alone on the helicopter with a lion's roar that overwhelmed the roar of all the beasts below.

Terrifying exception.

[The game is over, and the 32 strong players who are full of glory have already won. 】

[Haha, many people are still old faces. 】

[Of course, there are also new emerging experts, this Xingyi master who can make both eagles and tigers, left claws and right fists, you are very good, and this kid who can break the tiger's palm in five prisons, can join us at your age The top 32 people are rare in the history of competitions. 】

Shen Senguang saw in the northwest corner, there was a boy with a muscular upper body showing his left and right sides. He was holding a lion's head in his hand, and he was inexplicably fierce.

Oh, the old man is in his sixties at first glance, and he is indeed a kid in the eyes of an old man of this age.

The young man clenched his fists excitedly, celebrated, and shouted: "I want to make the name of Wu Prison Gym, so that my teacher will be known by everyone, and let the business of our martial arts gym grow better and better!"

On the helicopter, the old man suddenly changed his mind.

[There is also Shen Xiaoyou, who uses fingering as a swordsman, you have shown great kindness to our Shangguan family, but I have never seen your fingering. It seems to be a long-lost martial art. The Great Thousand World is really strong. There is a strong hand, there is a sky beyond the sky, and there are people beyond people. 】

【but! 】

[This is a competition, the competition is to decide a winner, everyone must understand that the second is meaningless, only when you are the first, you are the winner.I announce that the top 32, the strong boxing match, will officially begin! 】

At the same time, a transport plane lowered 32 red ropes for the contestants to climb.

Shen Senguang rushed over and grabbed a red rope, and other advanced candidates also rushed over, and they all held the red rope.

Zhuo Buwei stood beside Shen Senguang. "Brother, congratulations on your advancement too."

"You see, this is the tradition of the boxing championship. The top 32 contestants will hold this red rope and use the transport plane to circle the whole Xiangjiang, overlooking the land of Xiangjiang and accepting everyone's admiration."

Shen Senguang nodded, and a strong wind was coming, but this level was nothing to him.

It's just that his pupils shrank suddenly, because he was on the side of the transport plane and saw the boss Xi Mo who killed him that day.

Xi Mo... he also came to compete.

Ximo is still in the image of a white hunting suit and a katana sword, and beside him is a woman in a red kimono, with the special charm of the islanders.

Seeing that he had been staring at him, Xi Mo suddenly turned around, and said with a pleasant expression that was impossible to show when we met last time: "Little brother, have we met... before?"

"Ah?" Shen Senguang immediately realized that Xi Mo had just passed by him in this week, so he also started acting. "I haven't seen it before, I just think you look familiar, brother."

"It's like old friends at first sight with you."

"It is expected that Xiongtai will see me like this."

Xi Mo immediately nodded, "Swoosh."

He seemed worried about being recognized, turned his head quickly, and stopped talking.

Zhuo Buwei looked at Shen Senguang thoughtfully.

After the ceremony, the contestants returned to the dormitory. There were only 300 people left in the dormitory group that originally had more than 32 people.

Those losers who were eliminated in the preliminary test had already left early, but those famous martial arts masters who fled could not escape the setbacks and shocks they suffered here for the rest of their lives.

Some of them may not be able to punch again when they go back.

Fear would haunt them like a nightmare.

In the dormitory, Teacher Zhuo held up the photo album of Class 8, Grade [-], and kept looking at it while lying on the bed.

"How wonderful, these children are the future hope of this country. We are all Chinese. I may have no hope of being born in the days of returning to China. I don't have a childhood belonging to Chinese people, but these children may be able to. "

"I really envy them. When I get at least the top 8 bonuses, I can solve their schooling problems."

On the other side of the bed, a voice came from Shen Senguang's ear. [The first level has been cleared, enter the second level. 】

[Clearance conditions: enter the top 8. 】

What, actually just entered the top 8?
Shen Senguang opened his eyes. Why did he only need to enter the top 8? He thought he must become the champion of this boxing championship.

A servant knocked on the door, "I'm an observer of the competition. I'm here to give you two the prizes you deserve for passing the preliminary test. Can I come in now?"

Shen Senguang glanced at Teacher Zhuo, saw that he agreed, and said, "Please come in."

A man in a suit walked in with a plate, and there were two exquisite small porcelain bottles on the plate.

"Here are two grass-returning pills. The grass-returning pill is the healing medicine of the Three Divine Artifacts Family. Although it does not have the ability to make flesh and bones, it has a surprising effect on regulating breath and internal force. The injured will be cured after taking it, and the uninjured will be cured." You can increase your skill for half a year."

Shen Senguang's eyes lit up, it turned out to be a special item in Boxing King 1, grass for bullets!
He hurried over, picked up a bottle, poured out a small light green elixir from the porcelain bottle, put it under his nose and smelled a strange fragrance.

The servant explained respectfully: "Cao Huan Dan uses a hundred kinds of precious Chinese medicinal materials and goes through thousands of techniques for three years to refine one batch. There are only 32 pills in one batch, which is extremely precious."

Shen Senguang immediately opened his mouth, he is not afraid of getting hurt, just restart the round, but it can be said that it is very important for him to increase his skill for half a year, and he felt a cool air spread to his limbs.

Shen Senguang quickly sat on the bed to exercise his skills and digest the medicine.

Mr. Zhuo didn't take the grass to return the pill, he had already opened up the six channels of the strange meridian, and the remaining two channels of Ren and Du seemed to be difficult to get through in this world, so he was not in a hurry to take it, and only waited for the injury in the future reuse.

By the way, if necessary, it can be sold to some people.

Teacher Zhuo subconsciously looked at Shen Senguang.

the next day.

Below the arena in Kowloon Walled City, all the contestants looked at the electronic screen in front of the arena, on which was the battle table.

The old man from Shangguan's family stood up and said, "The battle table is randomly generated by the computer using a completely random program, and the daily battle table will be displayed on this screen."

Shen Senguang saw the name of his opponent, Mantis Fist Zhao Tai.

Master Zhuo fights against Shaolin Stick Zhikong.

He saw Ichiro Honda, who was under the alias of Xi Mo, and Zhao Lei who was fighting the Five Prisons Broken Tiger Fist.

Oh, it was that innocent-looking boy with little experience yesterday.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Xi Mo wouldn't kill someone, right?
(End of this chapter)