Mass Transmigration: I Have an Armory

After Long Wudi severely repaired everyone in the Ning family, he easily won the position of the leader of the No. 8 arena. (audience)

The remaining teams that have not yet been eliminated dare not go on stage to challenge him.

"Isn't this Duan Kun too cruel? He really beats people to death."

"What do you know? This is called killing a chicken to scare the monkeys. Look, no one dares to challenge him."

"Then he is guaranteed to be promoted? Damn it, my ticket stub!"

"Go and find out what this Duan Kun's background is? How can he leapfrog his rank and kill indiscriminately? By the way, check out Lu Xiaobu too."

"I guess he is the Chosen One."

"Impossible, I've never seen him use his divine weapon."

"Don't you, the Zhao family, have a good relationship with the Chosen One? Ask them if they know this guy named Duan Kun."

"I asked, but no one knows him."

The entire martial arts arena was full of voices of conversation.

Most of the people talking about it were about Duan Kun and Lu Xiaobu.

There was also a small group of people who were looking for a man wearing a straw hat.

Time passes slowly.

No one dared to challenge the No. 8 arena occupied by Long Wudi. It can be said that a promotion spot has been locked.

On the Nanfeng side, after taking care of the Vanu family, they defeated two teams one after another.

In order to advance as quickly as possible, Nanfeng could only learn from Long Wudi and ruthlessly destroy all challengers.

Although Nanfeng struck hard, it did not damage their foundation.

Under the treatment of doctors, within ten days and a half, these people can return to their peak and be full of vitality.

"Successfully defended the No. 5 arena, Yan Nujiao, advanced."

"Successfully defended the No. 8 ring, Yan Mingzhe, advanced."

As the old man in the air finished speaking, Nan Feng and Long Wudi both advanced.

They didn't linger much and strode out of the ring, heading towards the preparation hall.

"Yeah! I won! I really saw the right person!" Yan Nujiao jumped up happily and ran to the preparation hall happily.

"Well done, Akun..." Yan Mingzhe clenched his fists excitedly and followed Yan Nujiao towards the preparation hall.

After Yan Nujiao entered her exclusive preparation room, she found Nanfeng sitting on a recliner with a weak look on her face.

"Xiao Bu, are you okay?" Yan Nujiao put away her smile and asked with concern.

"It's okay, I'm just a little injured and need to rest." Nanfeng said weakly, "You guys go out first and let me rest here alone for a while."

Yan Nujiao thought for a moment and nodded: "Then you have a good rest and we won't disturb you. Man Ning, let's wait outside."

Man Ning glanced at Nan Feng in confusion.

This man was so excited when he got off the ring just now that he could hardly hold back his lips. Why did he wilt as soon as he returned to the preparation hall?

There is a problem, absolutely there is a problem.

But she wasn't prepared to ask any more questions, after all, Nanfeng had just taken her to lie down and win.

The two walked out of the preparation hall and guarded the door.

A few seconds later, Yan Mingzhe next door was also kicked out.

The two brothers and sisters of the Yan family looked at each other, but neither of them spoke.

In the preparation hall, Nanfeng jumped up from the recliner and opened the window on the other side.

Outside this window is the emergency exit, and generally no one will come here.

At this time, Long Wudi, whose whole body was wrapped in true energy, was already waiting outside the window.

"Hurry, hurry, half for each person, and claim the prize quickly."

Long Wudi came in through the window, took out a thick stack of ticket stubs from his backpack, and gave half of it to Nan Feng.

Then, he spread his true energy and enveloped the entire room.

The two took out the teleportation array, and the chosen ones from Nancheng and Longcheng began to teleport over one after another.

"Xu Ming, Huang Yuanming, you two climb out of the window first and look out for your brothers."

"Everyone else, take a few ticket stubs each, go out through the window, turn left and enter the martial arts arena, find the Black Gold Casino's handicap, and claim your prize quickly. Remember, don't crowd into one handicap to claim your prize."

"Come back immediately after redeeming your prize, don't linger."

"A person can only redeem the prize once. Don't go there again, otherwise the people in the casino will remember it."

After briefly explaining the precautions, Nanfeng and Long Wudi began to distribute the receipts quickly.

The chosen ones who received their ticket stubs quickly climbed out of the window to find the market and start claiming their prizes.

In the martial arts arena with hundreds of thousands of spectators, hundreds of people suddenly appeared, without attracting anyone's attention.

In less than ten minutes, nearly a thousand ticket stubs had been successfully redeemed.

After sending back the last brother from Nancheng, Nanfeng and Long Wudi let out a long sigh of relief and smiled at each other.

"I'll go back first, so as not to be discovered by Yan Mingzhe." Long Wudi took his true energy back into his body and prepared to climb through the window and return to Yan Mingzhe's preparation hall. "We'll slowly divide the spoils later."

Nanfeng: "Okay."

After Long Wudi left, Nanfeng closed the window, tidied the room, and then opened the door unsteadily.

Yan Nujiao, who was guarding the door, looked over and said, "Xiao Bu, how is your injury?"

"It's okay, my body is in good shape." Nanfeng patted his chest confidently, and then coughed twice.

"Is everything okay?" Yan Nujiao said decisively, "Let's go back to the Yan family first. The Yan family has very powerful doctors who can help you heal your injuries."

Nanfeng asked slightly hesitantly: "What should we do here?"

"It doesn't matter, we have advanced, and we will just wait for the game in three days."

"Okay then, cough."

Nanfeng coughed twice in a pretentious manner and followed Yan Nujiao out of the King of Fighters Arena.

If you do something bad, you must leave the crime scene as soon as possible.

Walking out of the arena gate, Nanfeng saw Long Wudi and Yan Mingzhe, who had just got on the carriage.

It seems that Long Wudi's idea is similar to Nanfeng's.

Returning to the Yan family, Nanfeng took a bath and lay comfortably on the bed.

Opening the [Chat Channel], the Chosen Ones of Nancheng and Longcheng were chatting enthusiastically.

"It's so cool, this money is like picking it up for free, and you can exchange a piece of torn paper for a handful of copper coins."

"I have a big business to recruit partners, and the requirement is: to make counterfeit money."

"Hahaha, I made a fortune tonight, at least I won't have to worry about food and drink for a year!"

"What did you Long people do tonight? Will you die if you reveal it?"

"It turns out that making money is so easy..."

At the same time, Su Zeran also sent a private message.

Su Zeran: "The count is complete. A total of 21.86 million copper coins have been redeemed in Nancheng."

Looking at this number, Nanfeng took a breath.

He quickly sent a private message to Long Wudi: "Brother Long, how much money did you redeem?"

Long Wudi quickly replied: "25.01 million, how about you?"

The two exchanged data, and the total amount of redemption was as high as 46.87 million!

And their principal was only about 1.3 million!

The odds were as high as 1:36!

So terrifying!