Mass Transmigration: I Have an Armory

In the stands of the martial arts arena.

Yan Nujiao's tone was a little anxious: "Xiao Bu, if it doesn't work, forget it, we won't fight."

no? Who do you think can't do it?

Nanfeng gritted his teeth and sat up with great effort: "I promised you that you will advance, how can you give up so easily?"

Ouch, these words are a bit disgusting, Nan Feng even got goosebumps when he said them.

"Then..." Yan Nujiao heard this, bit her red lips, stretched out her fist to cheer Nanfeng up: "Come on!"

No matter what the result is, you must give Xiaobu more money! Add it hard! ...Yan Nujiao thought in her heart.

"Little sister, don't be fooled by some people's rhetoric." Yan Mingzhe reminded him coldly.

Although he and Yan Nujiao don't have a good relationship, they are family after all, brothers and sisters.

This Lu Xiaobu talks so disgustingly, he is obviously greedy for the girl's body!

Despicable!

As an elder brother, he couldn't let his sister fall into the hands of a gangster, otherwise wouldn't it be a disgrace to the Yan family?

But he guessed something wrong. Nanfeng didn't come for Yan Nujiao, he just wanted to make money.

After reminding Yan Nujiao, Yan Mingzhe walked to Long Wudi and asked softly: "Ah Kun, how are you? If not, let's forget about it. Your health is important."

Long Wudi looked intently and said in a deep voice: "Boss, I have a forbidden technique that can return you to the top for half an hour at the cost of burning your life. There should be no problem in advancing, but the price is a bit..."

As Long Wudi said, he rubbed his index finger with his thumb and made a gesture to add money.

Yan Mingzhe shook his head: "Don't force it. For me, promotion is not that important."

Long Wudi's heart skipped a beat.

Damn it, this guy is coming for my people!

This is so disgusting. Can you please stay away from me?

Long Wudi looked serious: "I have to advance, how can I lose to that guy?"

Yan Mingzhe followed Long Wudi's gaze and found that he was staring at Nanfeng not far away.

It turns out that he didn't want me to lose to my little sister... Yan Mingzhe finally understood Long Wudi's good intentions.

"Okay Akun, just do your best, don't force it." Yan Mingzhe said softly, "Don't worry about money, I have plenty of money."

With Yan Mingzhe's words, Long Wudi felt slightly relieved and began to close his eyes and adjust his breathing.

When Yan Mingzhe saw this, he stopped disturbing Long Wudi and retreated silently.

Nanfeng's grenade caused a lot of damage to Long Wudi.

On the one hand, it was because Long Wudi had planned to get injured to make the scene look more realistic.

On the other hand, Long Wudi underestimated the power of the grenade and only used his true energy to protect important parts, causing the injury to be more serious than expected.

Fortunately, this level of injury did not have a big impact on Long Wudi, and it was easy for him to advance.

The battle continues in the 8 arenas.

People are constantly being knocked off the ring and eliminated from the competition.

Soon, the old man in mid-air said indifferently: "Succeeded in the No. 1 arena, Tang Xiaobao, advanced."

When everyone present heard this, they all looked towards Arena No. 1.

The followers of the Tang family are recognized as the strongest team this year, and three of them have already stepped into the level 40 threshold.

It can be said that as long as they can obtain the natal magic weapon, they can immediately reach level 40.

This also resulted in that from the beginning of the game to now, no team has come on to challenge the Tang family.

The Tang family also enjoyed their leisure time. After standing on the ring for half an hour, they successfully defended the ring.

"The Tang family is really fierce. Other contestants don't even dare to challenge."

"Aren't you talking nonsense? Of course you have to pick the soft persimmons."

"I had known earlier that I would have made a bet on the Tang family. It would have been a sure profit."

"The odds of the Tang family are 1.01 to 1, and you can only earn 1 copper plate from 100 copper plates. What's the point of betting?"

"That's right, we still have to worry about whether they will overturn."

Nanfeng looked at Arena No. 1. Six followers of the Tang family had already walked off the arena, leaving only Nanfeng's six figures behind.

Is it Tang Chengyun's Tang family... Nanfeng pondered.

Sword Emperor Tang Chengyun, I didn’t expect the new generation of his family to be so strong.

When you are free in the evening, you can go back to Black Crow City and talk to Tang Chengyun. If he wants the position of city lord, then Nanfeng will naturally give his full help.

After all, Tang Chengyun had rescued more than half of the chosen ones in Nancheng, so this favor must be repaid.

After thinking about it, the Lin family on the third stage also successfully defended the ring.

Two contestants have already advanced, and the remaining six promotion places are still up for grabs.

Nanfeng is not in a hurry. The other six arenas are still fiercely fought, and the champions are constantly changing.

Every time the challenger is changed, the timer will start again.

Man Ning looked at the situation on the field and said softly: "Have you noticed that these people are conserving their strength and not going all out. Once they find that they can't beat the opponent, they will immediately admit defeat."

Nanfeng nodded: "That's right. Trying your best from the beginning will only hurt both sides and then be eliminated by other teams."

"So you know." Man Ning glared at Nanfeng, "Then you risk your life as soon as you come up?"

Nanfeng: "Don't guess what the strong man thinks."

As time passed, two more teams successfully advanced.

In the remaining 4 arenas, the fighting became even more intense.

Often, as soon as one team finishes playing, the next team comes on the field immediately, without giving the champion a little rest.

And these people are very cunning. After they come on the field, they don't care about anything and just focus on attacking one person. They will first defeat one person.

Then they will choose to continue fighting or admit defeat according to the situation on the field.

After several times, more and more people are eliminated, and basically only two or three people are left in each team.

"Cough."

In the [tactical headset], Long Wudi coughed lightly.

Nanfeng looked over with his peripheral vision, and saw Long Wudi stood up and stretched his muscles, then walked towards the No. 8 ring.

Man Ning was stunned: "Duan Kun is on the stage again? He recovered so quickly?"

Nanfeng also stood up and twisted his neck: "Let's go, let's go too."

Man Ning was surprised: "You still want to fight Duan Kun? Are you crazy?"

"Oh, then no." Nanfeng looked at the No. 5 ring where the Vanu family was, "Change to a weaker one this time."

"Weak..."

Man Ning saw Nanfeng walking towards the No. 5 ring step by step, feeling helpless.

This Lu Xiaobu, she really holds a grudge.

Yan Mingzhe mocked him a few times, and he fought with Yan Mingzhe's followers as soon as he came up.

Wanuqing had a conflict with him, and now he was going to beat up Wanuqing's followers again.

What a narrow-minded man!

"Look, Duan Kun is on the stage! Lu Xiaobu is also on the stage!"

"It seems that they are in good spirits."

"Hehe, I saw it a long time ago. They are not seriously injured. They were pretending just now."

"These two people are really scheming. They deliberately show weakness to the enemy, and wait until other teams are almost beaten, and then reap the benefits."

"It seems that they have a great chance of advancing."

"Damn, why didn't you say it earlier? I just sold my ticket stub to a man wearing a straw hat at a 10% discount."

"Damn, I sold it too!"

In the audience, the gamblers who sold their tickets finally reacted, stood up and cursed, looking for the straw hat man.

But in this huge martial arts arena, with more than 100,000 spectators, it would be a miracle if they could find him.