I became the Martial Saint of the Wasteland

Rosen stood calmly and did not choose to pursue.

He understood the weight of that punch just now.

Half of Gao Mulan's body was visibly swollen.

She was knocked back by the wall of air and fell to the cold concrete floor.

The powerful impact made stars appear in her eyes, and all her consciousness seemed to be stirred into a whirlpool.

The referee standing nearby was a little nervous. After seeing that Rosen did not continue to move, he breathed a sigh of relief.

The game has gone on for several rounds.

In the previous battles, those competitors had no so-called martial ethics at all.

It would be better if you meet a familiar force.

Some already hostile forces met in the competition.

Then the dominant side will definitely take advantage of the victory to pursue it and strike hard when the opponent falls to the ground.

The game has been less than half an hour, and nine people have fallen on the ring forever.

The rules require that you must be down for three seconds to be considered a loser.

Many people take advantage of this time to completely kill their opponents.

In a world where the bottom line is lost, there is no need to expect those guys to have any competitive ethics.

They only vent violently.

Although this is not absolute, it is also the mainstream performance of those contestants.

The disputes on the court are actually the trigger of the conflicts off the court.

Behind every contestant is at least a medium-sized camp.

When someone from one side is killed in the ring, off-field fights or even small-scale armed conflicts afterwards are almost inevitable.

In addition, gamblers who place bets often get into fights over winning or losing.

Therefore, the referee was still very nervous.

I'm afraid that there will be more and more annoying things.

Less life-and-death disputes will undoubtedly make the atmosphere at the scene more relaxed.

Of course, these side effects of the event that need to be considered by the organizers are not of concern to Rosen.

The reason why he didn't kill Gao Mulan was simply because it was not necessary.

He is not worried about whether the other party will retaliate afterwards.

If he fights alone, Gao Mulan will not be his opponent even if he fights to death.

If he uses technological weapons, he will be even more worthy.

Who could carry around an arsenal like him?

If there is a group fight, then it is Yuan Yewen who should have a headache, not someone like him.

Three seconds flew by.

The game footage here was simultaneously broadcast.

All the gamblers who bet on Gao Mulan wailed loudly.

And the guy who was lucky enough to bet on Rosen made a lot of money.

The wall of air fell and the referee officially announced the result.

Amidst the loud whistle, Yuan Yewen personally welcomed him down the ring.

So much so that I gave him a big hug on the spot after he stepped off the stage.

In less than a minute just now, Rosen earned nearly three million dark crystals for him!

This makes money faster than a money printing machine.

No wonder gambling gets the blood pumping.

On Gao Mulan's side, only a few soldiers in tight-fitting combat uniforms came on stage and dragged her away. Through the crowd, Rosen saw an old man with gray temples looking at him with interest.

That old man seemed to be the leader of the force represented by Gao Mulan.

His performance in the ring can be described as stunning.

Even a discerning person can see that he basically didn't take any action and was very calm throughout the whole process.

This means that his strength is at least two levels stronger than Gao Mulan.

Such performance is enough to be called "freak".

The people responsible for handicapping are very experienced observers.

Just through the results of the first game, they raised Rosen's rating to the favorite in the E-class group, which will undoubtedly affect his odds in the next game.

Facts have proven that the crueler the world, the fewer fools there are.

No one thinks he won by fluke.

Everyone accepted his victory with peace of mind and updated their predictions of his winning rate.

The response is ridiculously fast.

Rosen was actually just trying to save energy.

The most brilliant victory was achieved with the fewest moves.

"How are you? Are you tired?"

"Would you like to go to the cryogenic chamber to relax your muscles?"

Yuan Yewen almost put his arm around his shoulders and walked into the waiting room.

Rosen waved his hand.

"No, I'll go out and watch other people's games."

"Just call me when the lot is drawn."

"By the way, just let Hailsen and Qi Jun put all the dark crystals I won in the last game up in every game without thinking."

Hailsen and Qi Jun were the Bosozoku whom he became acquainted with due to arm wrestling.

Now Hailsham has become his fanboy.

"Okay, okay!"

"I'll let Xiao Fei accompany you."

Yuan Yewen agreed wholeheartedly.

There are at least thirty or forty minutes left before the preliminary round ends.

He wasn't going to waste time, so he planned to take advantage of this opportunity to watch Qi Mu's game.

According to the matchup table, Qimu should be in the fifth game.

But the rotation speed of each arena is different.

I guess it will be her turn to play in a short period of time.

Yuan Yewen watched him walk out of the waiting room with eager eyes.

After Rosen left, he turned his attention to the handicap.

In addition to this game, he also won other games in the preliminary round.

Of course, none of the games are as big as this one.

If you're lucky, you might even win hundreds of thousands more dark crystals.

So he happily immersed himself in the fun of gambling.

As a winner, he still has room for optimism.

Winning and losing constitute two completely different worlds at this moment.

…

The twelve arenas were all crowded with people.

Four of the arenas are exclusively used for preliminary competitions in the E-level field.

There are a total of 84 preliminary rounds. In other words, an average of 21 rounds are played in each arena.

The group Qi Mu was drawn was relatively low in ranking, and he was still waiting to play.

Rosen, accompanied by the waitress Xiao Fei, entered the audience.

He looked down at the arena below.

His eyes quickly locked on Qi Mu, who was surrounded by Zang Qiu and a group of bosozoku dressed as girls.

Zang Qiu is different from other bosozoku leaders in that most of her subordinates are women.

All the costumes are decorated with heavy makeup, advocating the Gothic style and piercing culture.

At this time, they are waiting next to the ring numbered 4 to play against each other.

Qi Mu looked very calm, almost the same as when they met in the restaurant yesterday.

The ends of the beautiful ponytail are raised in lively arcs.

The loose sports coat covered her slender and proud figure.

But it's hard to hide the long, round legs under the clothes.

It's not just Qi Mu's figure and appearance that attracts attention, but also her unique temperament.

Standing among a group of goth girls, she was like a white rose among the black lotuses.

It looks particularly fresh and refined, and has an eye-catching feeling that is incompatible with its surroundings.

"Interesting girl."

"Qigong masters…"

"Let me see how many secrets there are in this world."

He muttered to himself.

The waitress Xiao Fei stood quietly at the back and did not dare to say anything.

Rosen's current status in Yuan Yewen's mind is frighteningly high.

Time passed by minute by second, and Rosen, standing in front of the stands, was as still as an ancient pine tree.

More than twenty minutes passed almost instantly.

In Arena No. 4, it was finally Qi Mu’s turn.

Rosen took a dig in his pocket with his backhand, took out a single-cylinder electronic telescope, put it in front of his eyes, turned on the electronic zoom, and observed intently.

Qi Mu's opponent was a man as thin as a bamboo pole.

The man's face was sallow and he looked sick.

After the two people took the stage, a wall of high-speed nitrogen gas suddenly rose.

This cast a layer of light gray turbidity on the field of view inside the electronic observation mirror.

The referee outside the field blew the whistle and the game officially started.

I saw the thin bamboo pole swept away the lethargy in his eyes, and suddenly leaned forward and stuck out his tongue.

The tongue can suddenly extend like the long tongue of a transformed dragon, and the end is as sharp as a spearhead.

When it shot out, it seemed that even the air screamed.

The instantaneous ejection speed was not much slower than a rifle bullet, and the speed close to Mach 2 made it look like an afterimage.

Qi Mu was still standing far away, not moving at all.

While striking out with her long tongue, she raised her right arm just in time.

The next moment, the tongue as strong as a spear seemed to hit an invisible barrier.

Then he rolled back directly.

Like a broken elastic band, the bamboo pole man himself was blown away.

The loud sound of slapping echoed throughout the venue, appearing inconspicuous among the various shouts and sounds of fist-to-flesh fighting.

This wasn't the end yet, Qi Mu raised his right arm and then waved it down in the air.

A dark gray air mass the size of a basketball emerged above the bamboo pole man's head.

Then the air ball fell with Qi Mu's arm.

This caused the man with the bamboo pole who had just been whipped away to be suddenly hit by a ball of air and fall to the ground.

A large wave of air surged from the ground.

The momentum was no less than receiving a blow from a power hammer head-on.

The floor of the arena, which was made of concrete, shook slightly, which was enough to show the force of the blow.

In just three or four seconds, the bamboo pole man with the mutated tongue was seriously injured and defeated.

Rosen, who witnessed the whole scene, couldn't help but narrowed his eyes.

"That invisible force field is very strange."

"It's definitely not spiritual power or telekinesis, nor is it simple control of airflow."

"Those gray air masses seemed to be mobilized by some kind of power within her body."

He analyzed it carefully.

The power Qi Mu showed was indeed novel.

It was different from the special power systems he knew so far.

But this force is not irresistible.

Whether it's a tangible or intangible attack, Rosen has a way to deal with it.

After knowing what was going on, he took off his electronic glasses and simply sat in the stands to continue observing the battles in other arenas.

The most intense fighting among all levels is the B-level field.

The physical strength of those B-level enhancers is not inferior to that of martial arts masters in the Condensation Realm.

Although it is still unable to withstand powerful support weapons, even the solid arena floor will be shattered when attacking.

They are like human-shaped electric pickaxes, shattering concrete wherever they go.

However, it is rare for B-level players to make deadly moves.

Those who can become B-level enhancers are basically the confidants of the big guys in each settlement.

They themselves can also be regarded as prominent figures in their respective control areas.

Participating in the competition is mostly to make up the numbers.

The outcome must be decided, but risking one's life is impossible.

Therefore, even though the fighting momentum between B-level enhancers is scary, the excitement level of the competition is not as high as that of D-level and E-level matches.

Rosen watched patiently, waiting for the second round of draws.

…

Time flies and it's night.

The third game ended in disgrace. Rosen used Luo Yun Jin to smash his opponent's bones and muscles.

There are currently 21 players left in Class E.

There's still a fight to be had tonight.

The fourth round draw will determine the order, with one player receiving a bye.

As long as he can agree to the fourth game, Rosen will directly enter the top ten.

The five people Yuan Yewen had previously asked him to focus on all successfully entered the fourth round.

Rosen also basically figured out their actual combat level during this period of time.

Except for the qigong master Qi Mu, the other four people do have some talents.

Mutated abilities and genetic enhancements are mixed together to form many unique fighting methods.

This competitive competition opened Rosen’s eyes.

Gained a deeper understanding of the biological variation and genetic enhancement systems of the wasteland world.

A wide variety of biological samples can evolve into various strange mutations under the combined effects of ubiquitous radiation, deadly germs, and genetic enhancement agents.

In fact, if it weren't for the fact that most of these mutations are uncontrollable.

They can be regarded as another kind of extraordinary system.

Before the wave of biological evolution, many limits seemed to have been quietly opened.

At night, after simply eating a nutritional mixture for dinner and taking a nap for 45 minutes, Rosen participated in the fourth round of drawing in high spirits.

The results of the electronic lottery came out quickly.

The first is the lucky ones who get a bye to the next round. There is also a handicap on who will get the bye.

So the lucky guy was ecstatic.

Rosen is in the second group, and his opponent is [Hot-Blooded Monster Rand Little].

The Westerner with thinning hair.

Rosen's three consecutive victories made him very afraid.

Because Rosen didn't hide his clumsiness.

The whole process was sharp.

Even every battle is easy.

And Rosen also roughly knew this guy's attack method.

After Rand Little's body temperature soars, his body's explosive power, speed and neurological reactions will be significantly improved.

But these are still not his trump cards.

At least in the first three battles, Rand Little fought relatively easily.

As the same saying goes, when everyone is competing, they compete with each other to see who has the bigger one.

After calmly accepting the result of the draw, Rosen quietly waited for the game to begin.

After this battle, today is coming to an end.

He can also go back to sleep peacefully.

As long as the finals are played tomorrow, he will have fulfilled his promise.

Waiting to get the high-end strengthening potion, the other half of the armament and the generous bonus promised by Yuan Yewen.

After Luo Sen finished preparing for Jiangcheng, he injected the D-level medicine that he had prepared earlier, and then Mao Dong felt at ease.

He didn't want to experience the winter in the wasteland again.

When the time comes, he will make all the preparations and then focus on the Eight Desolate Realms and the Evil Disaster Realm.

Try to wait until the weather becomes warmer next year to become a great martial artist in the Condensation Realm.

Try to achieve one or two levels of breakthrough in refining the gods.

This is his immediate goal.

As the horn sounded, Rosen retracted his thoughts and stepped onto the ring.

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