my fairy maid

Chapter 770: Either Live or Die

After tossing around for a while, watching the night fall, two beautiful girls pushed the dining car over to deliver the food. Uncle Fan was still lying in the soft shell-like film. Xianxian got dressed and came out to get the dinner. went in.

After waiting for more than 20 minutes, the soft shell wrapped around his body had hardened. Xianxian asked Fan Jianqiang to get up, and the soft shell fell off the bed like an egg shell shattered.

Fan Qiangqiang went to wash it again, and sure enough, his body was slippery and extremely tender.

When he came out, Fan Jianqiang forgot to put on his mask. Xianxian, who was making the bed, suddenly raised his head and saw Fan Jianqiang's extremely handsome, almost monstrous face. The whole person seemed to be frozen. stand on the spot.

Except for a few boxers who are very satisfied and confident with their appearance, generally speaking, boxers will wear masks to avoid trouble.

Through Fan Jianqiang's facial contours and lips outside the mask, Xianxian already felt that this must be a handsome guy, but she never expected that he would be so handsome. Subconsciously, she covered her mouth and didn't cry out.

Fan Jianqiang knew what he had forgotten just by looking at the other person's expression. With a wry smile, he turned around, took the mask from the bathroom and put it on again.

Xianxian didn't take his eyes off, looked at Fan Jianqiang dazzledly, and said in surprise: "I didn't expect you to be so handsome, it is my honor to serve you."

It was more than an honor, Xianxian even felt that his dirty body was not worthy to defile Fan Jianqiang.

"Is there anything handsome or not? In the ring, will my opponent show mercy because I'm handsome?"

Because of showing his true colors, Xianxian became even more attentive and took good care of him. Not long after serving Fan Jianqiang for dinner, someone came to say hello, saying that he would go to the boxing ring in half an hour.

Xianxian knows how to measure, no longer bothers Fan Jianqiang, and enters the practice room by himself for meditation training.

Half an hour later, it was the boss's confidant Yuanhua who knocked on the door this time.

Because Fan Jianqiang was playing for the first time, Yuanhua came over in person, Fan Jianqiang didn't greet the immortals in the practice room, and after closing the door, he followed Yuanhua and left.

"Are you nervous?" Yuan Hua asked.

"I'm fine and stable, thank you for your concern."

"Well, it's best not to be nervous, show your true level and play hard!"

Fan Qiangqiang smiled and nodded. When he passed Room 7, he stopped for a moment, knocked on the door, and said loudly: "Jade Faced Dragon, I'm going to fight, are you coming?"

The voice of the jade-faced flying dragon came from inside: "You go first, I will be there later."

Yuan Hua smiled strangely and said, "Are you a woman?"

Fan Qiangqiang shook his head and said, "No, it's just a few words before we met."

While walking, Yuanhua said: "Actually, I don't encourage you to make friends here. This is a boxing ring, not a place to make friends. Maybe one day, you and her will appear on the same stage at the same time. The rules of the boxing ring Only one can live, when the time comes, do you think it’s better for you to kill her, or die yourself?”

Fan Jianqiang was horrified when he heard that, nodded and said: "I have been taught, I know what to do."

Yuan Hua continued: "So, in the underground boxing arena, most people will not stay for too long. For the vast majority of fighters, this is just a place to make quick money and exercise their actual combat ability."

"In addition, let me say one more thing. No matter where you are, you'd better not trust others too easily. Today's comrades-in-arms and friends may become enemies fighting to the death tomorrow."

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There are passages in the basement of the building, which can directly enter the boxing area.

When going in and out, Fan Jianqiang also met a lot of people, none of them would greet others, everyone was like a separate individual, everyone was a separate parallel line, never intersecting with anyone .

As soon as I entered the arena, I heard a huge sound wave. Steel pipes were the main support, and dense iron wires built several competition areas. The surrounding ring stands were almost full of seats.

Yuanhua patted Fan Jianqiang who was in a daze, and shouted in his ear: "Don't be nervous, remember, from the moment you walk into the boxing ring, you can either live or die here, whichever you choose, I don't need you!" Teach, right?"

Fan Jianqiang took a deep breath and nodded seriously to Yuanhua.

Yuan Hua smiled and patted him on the shoulder, then turned and left.

A short, slender, funny-looking man walked in with Yuan Hua, holding a microphone in his hand, and glanced at Fan Jianqiang without any emotion in his eyes.

While looking at the piece of paper in his hand, he walked to one side of the ring, sat on a wide chair, pressed the button on the chair, the chair rose, and moved about five meters away from the ring below. the height of.

The dwarf took the microphone and coughed, and said in a straight voice: "Dear audience, good evening, I am your old friend He Ju, I think you are getting impatient, aren't you?"

There was a booming sound in the audience seats.

The dwarf laughed: "Actually, I know that everyone is not happy, so I rushed here while holding my urine. I hope that our two brave boxers will end this fight before I can't hold it anymore." battle."

The short man said something interesting, even with Fan Jianqiang he relaxed a little.

At this time, the dwarf pointed to the only boxer on the ring, that is, Fan Jianqiang, and introduced: "Please allow me to introduce this young man wearing a mask. His name is Jianglong. This is his first fight. Once... er, it was the first punch, at the level of the second-generation demon clan. You can see that Jianglong was very calm. Is he a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers, or is he really confident in himself? We Wait and see, next, please applaud him, shout for him, and encourage our newcomer with applause, Jianglong!"

Amidst the sparse applause, whistles, and boos, Fan Jianqiang quickly calmed down.

Even if he is in the dangerous demon world, even if his current low strength is almost negligible, even if this is a more brutal life-and-death fight than in the martial arts school, Fan Jianqiang still keeps himself in a calm state.

Yuanhua is right, it's either life or death, it's a fight to the death!

The dwarf He Ju's cadenced and correct voice came again: "The next boxer is the deadly Bronze Sheep who has won seven victories! Welcome to his debut! With your warm shouts, welcome Order the Bronze Sheep!"

Fan Qiangjian looked at the boxer's passage below the ring.

A strong man with a height of about two meters and a strong body strode out.

As strong as a werewolf, he wears a nylon mask that tightly wraps around his face, just like the gangster in CS. His upper body is a black leather vest with intertwined muscles, very mighty, black leather shorts, outlined With his bulging crotch and a pair of field boots, the overall appearance looks like a special soldier.

Fan Jianqiang knew from the cheers in the audience that this person had many fans.

Fan Jianqiang's height is only 1.7 meters, which is not as good as his body shape of 1.8 meters. In front of the deadly bronze sheep, he looks more like a dwarf.

For some reason, when he saw the other party's contemptuous eyes, and the slogan shouted from the stands that the copper sheep must win, his whole body became excited.

Must win?Yes, it is sure to win, and the one who wins must be Lao Tzu!

Fan Jianqiang immediately became full of fighting spirit in the shortest time.

As a result, Fan Jianqiang didn't listen to a single word of the short man's speech on the five-meter-high chair, which aroused the enthusiasm of the audience.

Fan Qiangqiang had never had such a surging desire to fight, and when the bell finally sounded to signal the start of the war, Fan Qiangqiang had already rushed out first.

Little Thunder!

Fan Qiangqiang rushed out amidst the tiny current beams that shot out continuously. This was his attack launched according to the guidance of the villain in ancient costume in his brain!

Longyan's Pojun Fist is ready to go!

The moment he approached the deadly copper sheep, the opponent was not a fuel-efficient lamp, and a three-meter-high steel shield was erected in front of him, blocking all the electric current from the little thunder!

Longyan's Breaking Army Fist!

Two dragons, one on the left and the other on the right, which looked like light and mist, slammed out with Fan Qiangqiang's roar, attacking the opponent's steel shield combat skills head-on!

Head-to-head!No fancy tricks at all!

This mighty attack gives people a strong sense of coercion, as if it can break through all iron walls!

With a sound of "Boom!", under the inconceivably astonished eyes of most of the audience, the steel shield in front of the deadly copper sheep, which has always been known for its strong defense, was actually broken!

Immediately afterwards, Fan Qiangqiang hesitated for a second, because at this time the villain in ancient costume gave instructions in advance to use the move in the Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon.

Fight the dragon in the wild!

Nima, this is fighting the demons, what are you doing with ancient martial arts!Even if Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms is a high-level ancient martial art, why not use more powerful demon fighting skills!

It was only a second of hesitation, but Fan Jianqiang decided to attack according to the attack routine of the villain in ancient costume.

Using ancient martial arts to attack seems a bit conservative!Ancient martial arts do not consume much mana, is this the reason?

Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, Vigorous Vajra Palms, Nine Yin White Bone Claws, Non-Phase Crossing Kalpa Finger...

The most common demon clan that has not yet activated the magic element is equivalent to an ordinary ancient warrior.

The first generation of demons after activating the magic element is equivalent to the top master of ancient martial arts.

The second generation of demons is equivalent to a true warrior with a black coat of arms.

Three generations of demons, equivalent to a true warrior with a silver coat of arms.

Four generations of demons, equivalent to a true warrior with a golden coat of arms.

The black coat of arms is also divided into three levels: one star, double star and three stars.

According to Fan Jianqiang's estimation, this deadly bronze sheep should be around the strength of Double Stars!

In a series of stormy attacks, Fan Qiangqiang gradually discovered that the ancient martial arts based on magic energy is much stronger than the ancient martial arts based on aura, even with the same moves!

Fan Jianqiang never thought of using low-end ancient martial arts to fight in the devil world, so he never practiced it, even for a day or an hour.

Because he believed the villain in ancient costume and followed the villain's attack instructions, Fan Jianqiang suddenly discovered that these high-level ancient martial arts are not useless at all. Because of the magic element, the power of these high-level ancient martial arts has greatly increased, and The consumption of demon yuan is also low. In the battle, with the occasional use of demon combat skills, the deadly copper sheep, which has won seven games in a row, has been defeated steadily.

Oh shit!

Lao Tzu's strength is not bad!

Fan Jianqiang became more and more excited. In this hearty battle, he showed his best state!

Illusory Mirror Bones Detention!

A huge claw made of dense white bones grabbed the deadly copper sheep!

Shocking cheers came from the auditorium!

These fickle audiences finally dedicated their cheers to Fan Qiangqiang who performed strongly!

The deadly copper sheep struggled, with a look of fear in its eyes.

"Kill him! Kill him! Kill him!"

The audience shouted hysterically.