Waste power? I can get stronger just by breathing

Almighty Martial God is online!

When Su Gu and Ma Mingjie started to log in to their accounts, those who paid special attention to the ID of Almighty Martial God heard a prompt tone that they hadn't heard for a long time.

Hearing the familiar voice, many people felt excited.

"It's been more than half a month since Brother Wushen defeated Arnold. Brother Wushen is finally online."

"Fuck Brother Wushen, you are finally here. Do you know how I have been these days? Without you, I feel like there are ants crawling all over my body."

"Brothers, log in! Go to see Brother Wushen show off."

"Brothers, urgent help! My girlfriend and I are in the hotel, and now my pants are taken off. But I want to see Brother Wushen now, how can I explain to my girlfriend?"

"It's simple, brother, send me the address privately. You go to the virtual spirit world, and I will help you comfort your girlfriend. Everyone has a bright future."

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On the website of the House of Martial God, the gathering place of Almighty Martial God fans. Because of Su Gu's online appearance, the number of posts in the discussion area increased by thousands in a few seconds. And it is still rising at an alarming rate.

With a unique and changeable fighting style that others can't imitate at all, and the random weapons and tactics used in every battle.

After several hard battles, the ID of the Almighty God of War has gained a lot of true fans.

These people are eagerly looking forward to the Almighty God of War's login again every day, but Su Gu has been busy with the freshman competition every day and has not logged in for a long time. These true fans have been waiting impatiently.

Now when he logs in again, many fans are crazy and talking nonsense in the forum, while quickly logging into the virtual spirit world to grab a position.

"Boss, the Almighty God of War is online!" Anderson looked at the news on the forum and said excitedly to his boss Ke Yuya and his good friend Schiller.

Ke Yuya, with a head full of silver hair and a lazy look, raised her eyelids slightly, and then a special sound came from her private mobile phone.

Ding Dong!

Anderson and Schiller both shuddered when they heard this special notification tone.

Could this be, special attention?

Our eldest sister would actually pay special attention to a newcomer who had only played a few games? Aren't there only opponents who are a certain threat to her in her list? Does she think that the Almighty Martial God will be qualified to threaten her in the future?

Anderson and Schiller looked at each other, and saw similar puzzled expressions on each other's faces.

This... Based on the current performance of the Almighty Martial God, it is very strong, but not that bad.

Ke Yuya turned off the notification tone of the phone, and then sent a message in a lazy but majestic voice.

"Next, there will be a high-quality battle observation in the martial arts arena."

"Today's training will be suspended. Stark's school team and substitute members will use the X device to enter the virtual spirit world to watch the battle of the Almighty Martial God for observation and learning."

"This suspension of training will not be counted as absenteeism."

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When Su Gu entered the arena, the entire arena was already overcrowded, but even so, some people kept clicking on the application to enter the room.

They hoped that someone would suddenly withdraw and then they could take over.

At the same time, there were so many spectators who wanted to watch the grand spectacle of a battle. This was the first time that the cannon fodder rank appeared.

Such a situation has triggered a hidden mechanism of the system. On the basis of not settling and not improving the rank of the Almighty Martial God account, the number of observation places in the battle space was opened to the same level as the elite rank.

Looking at the increasing number of spectators, Su Gu did not show any special concern on his face, and he was too lazy to interact with his fans.

He stood inside silently waiting, waiting for the opponent he would match this time.

"Hello everyone, I'm Sao Rui!"

"Today, I will be the guest commentator for the battle of Almighty Martial God."

There was a commentator seat floating in the air, and a bunch of hair dyed with fluorescent green was particularly conspicuous.

As soon as he appeared, he was booed by Almighty Martial God fans.

"Damn, why is it this guy again? Doesn't the official have other commentators?"

"It seems that unless the players protest themselves, the commentator will not be replaced unless necessary."

"Sao Rui, you are still embarrassed to come out, didn't you say that Brother Wushen would lose last time?"

Listening to the scolding of Almighty Martial God fans, Sao Rui didn't blush or feel nervous. As a commentator with a sharp tongue as a label, what scenes has he not seen?

The current situation, sprinkle some water.

"I know that the fans of the Almighty Martial God are very upset with me, but I still stick to my point of view."

"The Almighty Martial God is undoubtedly a very powerful warrior with comprehensive personal abilities. But the uncertainty of his random weapon fighting style is too high."

"In the future, the opponents matched by the system will only become stronger and stronger. If he still uses this fighting method, I think his future will definitely turn into a big car. And this kind of thing may happen today."

Sao Rui expressed his opinion righteously, and there is no doubt that he received a lot of contemptuous voices.

But he just snorted a few times and didn't care at all.

"I say, brother Sao Rui, can't you wait until our brother Wu Shen loses before talking about this kind of thing? Now the Almighty Martial God has not tasted a defeat, and you can still bark here."

At this moment, a virtual electronic figure appeared on Sao Rui's commentary desk, and the figure solidified as he spoke.

A fat man with small eyes and the ID "Universe Tyrant" appeared beside him.

Sao Rui's eyes jumped. He hadn't heard that he had to arrange a partner to comment on this battle.

But then a message flashed on his work interface. It turned out that in order to neutralize his venomous tongue, a fan of the Almighty Martial God was specially invited as a guest commentator.

"Damn, has the Almighty Martial God become so popular? There are actually two people arranged on the commentary seat." Sao Rui complained in his heart.

Then he glanced and saw that the real name of his current partner was Ma Mingjie.

Sao Rui glanced at Ma Mingjie who had just been sarcastic to him, and then said lazily:

"It seems that as a fan friend of the special guest, you don't have much knowledge in martial arts. I just said in advance the scene that will definitely happen in the future. Why are you so anxious?"

Ma Mingjie's temper will not indulge him, and he immediately said:

"How about we make a bet? Let's see if Brother Wushen can win? If Brother Wushen loses, as the leader of Wushen's fans, I will record an apology video for you on my website."

"But if you lose, I will open a punishment page for you in the comment section of the website, and let our fans of Wushen's House think about the punishment measures for you. You just need to choose one of the ten options with the highest likes."

"Don't worry, we are not demons. Hehehe..."

Listening to the little fat man's mean laughter next to him, Sao Rui raised his eyebrows. He really wanted to dampen the fat man's spirit, but he didn't agree immediately.

With his temperament, he would not fight a battle without adequate preparation. Whether he would agree to the bet or not would depend on who the next opponent of the Almighty God of War would be.

Soon, Su Gu, who was waiting silently in the arena, completed the match.