Mass Transmigration: I Have an Armory

Faced with Nanfeng's harsh words, Vanuqing sneered.

In his opinion, such harsh words really had no killing power on him.

Behind Vanuqing, his six followers laughed.

One of them came forward and said mockingly: "Little friend, my ten-year-old son is a head taller than you."

As he said that, he stretched out his hand to touch Nanfeng's head.

"How pitiful, your son will soon be without a father."

Nanfeng sneered, and his right hand struck out like lightning. The opponent also turned his palm into a fist in an instant and hit Nanfeng hard.

Boom!

A muffled sound echoed at the entrance of the martial arts arena. Some of the weak spectators at the door immediately had stars in their eyes and their eardrums were almost broken.

Nanfeng had also considered this situation a long time ago, so he only used one-third of his strength in that punch just now, otherwise many passers-by would definitely be killed or injured.

"Damn, fighting outside the martial arts arena, are you crazy?"

"You don't care about us spectators at all, I want to complain!"

"Ah? What are you talking about? Why can't I hear anything..."

The weaker spectators covered their ears and retreated, fearing that Nanfeng and the other man would continue to fight and the aftermath of the fight would shock them to death.

Those who stood still were all strong, at least above level 30.

"Stop."

In the King of Fighters martial arts arena, an old and indifferent voice sounded.

Nanfeng's heart skipped a beat and sensed a hint of danger.

The owner of this voice was very strong, at least above level 40.

He gave up the idea of ​​continuing to attack, silently stepped back, and stood behind Yan Nujiao.

Yan Nujiao did not blame Nanfeng for rashly taking action. She looked at Wanuqing and said coldly: "Wanuqing, see you on the ring."

Wanuqing snorted coldly, ignored Yan Nujiao, and looked at Nanfeng twice more.

"Let's go."

Yan Nujiao led Nanfeng and Man Ning and walked quickly into the martial arts arena.

After they walked away, Vanuqing whispered to the people around him: "Asamu, how strong is that person?"

The strong man who had just exchanged a move with Nanfeng said in a deep voice: "Very powerful, only level 36 can take my punch, it's incredible."

As if feeling that this sentence was a bit too arrogant, Asamu added: "I just used only 5 points of strength."

"Level 36..." Vanuqing sneered several times, "It turned out to be a Chosen One, hehe."

Vanuqing directly guessed the identity of Nanfeng's Chosen One.

If this was in the territory of the Wadeka Empire, Vanuqing would definitely directly mobilize people to surround and kill Nanfeng and snatch his life-saving magic weapon.

But this is Liuyun City, the junction of the three empires. There are many major families in the city, and it is not a wise choice to take action in the city.

Moreover, not everyone wants to be an enemy of the Chosen One.

Half a month ago, the Zhao family of the Falling Sun Empire publicly stated that they would not be enemies with this year's Chosen Ones, and sincerely invited the Chosen Ones to visit the Zhao family.

Some families have even reached a cooperative relationship with some Chosen Ones in secret.

In this delicate situation, Vanuqing will definitely not rashly attack Nanfeng.

"The next question is to find treasure in the ruins, which may be an opportunity." Vanuqing walked into the martial arts arena with his followers and whispered in a low voice.

The female reporter watched everyone go in, and she had already thought of tomorrow's headline in her mind.

If Yan Nujiao won, the headline would be "Shock! The dwarf beat the giant angrily, and the small body can also burst out great power!"

If Vanuqing won, the headline would be "This is the giant! Research shows that the Wadeka people are the closest race to God!"

No matter what the result tonight is, tomorrow's heat will be there anyway.

In the King of Fighters martial arts arena.

The huge martial arts arena was full of people.

The audience seats around were already full, and they were talking to each other, discussing tonight's competition.

Nanfeng found that there were signs of the Black Gold Casino everywhere in the martial arts arena, and the staff of the Black Gold Casino were reporting the odds in real time.

Many audience members placed some bets with the mentality of playing around, hoping to win some money to spend.

Of course, there are also those who bet big and want to get rich overnight, but these gamblers usually don't have a good ending.

Nanfeng and the other two didn't stay for long, and went straight to Yan Nujiao's exclusive preparation hall.

The martial arts competition is about to begin.

"Do you see the ring in the middle of the martial arts arena?"

Yan Nujiao pointed to the eight rings in the middle of the martial arts arena and explained: "There are eight rings in total. The contestants ranked 1 to 8 in the previous question are the original champions of these eight rings."

"After the game starts, everyone can challenge the champions at will. The winner becomes the new champion, and the loser steps down. If there is still fighting power, they can continue to challenge."

"The contestant who successfully defends the ring for half an hour will become the final champion and advance to the next round."

The rules of the game are very simple, just a very ordinary ring battle.

It's just that this is a team ring battle, a battle between followers, 6 VS 6.

This not only tests the individual strength of the followers, but also tests their cooperation with each other.

Of course, Yan Nujiao's team is special. She only has two followers, and she needs 2 to fight 6.

Nanfeng asked: "Can you advance to the next round if you defend for half an hour? Isn't that cheating?"

For example, Nanfeng first stood on a stage, and then Long Wudi's team came up to challenge. Nanfeng first beat the other five, and then fought Long Wudi for 300 rounds, dragging him for half an hour, wouldn't it be easy to win the game?

Yan Nujiao knew what Nanfeng was thinking, and said: "In the beginning, there were indeed families who exploited this loophole and used the rules to win."

"But the rules of the game were soon changed. No matter how long the battle lasted during the challenge, it was only counted for 5 minutes at most. Even if two teams fought for a day and a night, it was only counted as defending the stage for 5 minutes."

"And now the organizers are very strict. If anyone is found cheating, they will be eliminated directly."

Is that so... Nanfeng nodded slightly.

Yan Nujiao continued: "There are only two of us, and we are at a great disadvantage. I suggest you don't rush to play, let them fight first."

"When they are all tired and have no fighting power, you can pick a relatively weaker champion and challenge him."

"This way our chances of advancing will be slightly greater."

Nanfeng and Man Ning nodded at the same time. This is indeed a good idea.

There are still 10 minutes before the start of the game. Nanfeng is about to close his eyes and rest for a while to prepare for the next battle, when he hears Long Wudi's voice.

Long Wudi: "Brother Feng, are you there?"

Nanfeng tapped the [Tactical Headset] lightly and lowered his voice: "I'm here, what's wrong?"

Long Wudi: "Are you in the preparation room? Come to the bathroom, I have something important to discuss with you."

Nanfeng stood up calmly and prepared to go out.

Yan Nujiao asked in confusion: "Lv Xiaobu, where are you going? The game is about to start."

Nanfeng coughed lightly: "I'm going to empty my stomach."

After that, Nanfeng walked out quickly and ran to the public toilet.

Pah.

When he opened the door of the public toilet, Nanfeng saw Long Wudi with a messy hair, studying the little GG on the wall with his hands behind his back.

Nanfeng: "What's wrong, Brother Long, why are you looking for me?"

Long Wudi turned around and said seriously: "Lend me some money."