King’s Landing

Sure enough, just as Zhai Yiyuan said, after a few rounds, Ah Hui came down from the stage with a gray face and covering his head.

Tan Wenhong nodded slightly to Ah Hui and said, "You have done a good job, come on next time."

Xin Lei, who was standing on the side, slapped Ah Hui on the back with a big palm, and said with a grin, "It's alright, go back and rest, and invite you to drink when it's over."

Zhai Yiyuan grinned and patted Ah Hui on the shoulder and said, "Hey, I've lost again~ I'll help you to find a solution when I go back to the staff member~~ Or you can just ask her to be your girlfriend. , so she will definitely be merciful to you hehe (*^▽^*)."

Ah Hui nodded to Tan Wenhong, then silently rolled his eyes at Zhai Yiyuan, and walked away.

At this time, the second player from the Shao Zhiyang gang also appeared, and saw a man in black sportswear striding out of the place where Shao Zhiyang and others were. He was about 1.75 meters tall. He rolled up his sleeves. It can be seen that the muscles on the forearm are firm and strong, and the lines are smooth.

"It's Zhang Ying, martial arts strength is yellow 9, spiritual strength is C, and he is good at melee combat." This time, Tan Wenhong, who was standing by the side, gave his information accurately the moment the holographic projection showed the man's face.

Xin Lei frowned, Shao Zhiyang's step was a little different than usual. Under normal circumstances, the first few players will not be too strong, because they don't know what countermeasures the opponent will choose, it is very likely that the more powerful players will end when they are at the front and lose the back. Opportunity to kill the enemy's strength.

Perhaps it was the nutrient solution incident that forced Shao Zhiyang to change his strategy of playing steadily.

However, how should Zhang Ying deal with Lingzhi's much higher spiritual power than him?

You must know that in the past competitions, all those who finally won Lingzhi have experienced a lot of hard work, and finally won the victory with difficulty.

I saw that Zhang Ying walked onto the ring without haste, without feeling flustered at all, even Lingzhi raised his eyebrows curiously.

After seeing Zhang Ying standing in the ring, the referee announced, "The game begins!"

Almost at the same time, Lingzhi used his mental power to attack Zhang Ying, and Zhang Ying also raised his fist and rushed towards Lingzhi so fast that the sound of air bursting sounded.

The gap in the martial arts made Lingzhi too late to dodge, so she had to stretch out her arms to take the punch. The huge impact made her take a few steps back, and she even heard her bones crack, which made her serious. Suspected that there were cracks in his bones.

Lingzhi wasn't very flustered, she was trying to see the pain of the mental sea's injury from Zhang Ying's face, because she was very aware of the power of that mental attack.

However, to everyone's expectations, Zhang Ying seemed to be unscathed, as if he had never been attacked.

If anyone can see his spiritual sea, they will find that there is a thin and tough protective film that tightly wraps Zhang Ying's spiritual sea.

And if this person who can see the spiritual sea has some more knowledge and experience, he will find that this is an involuntary mental protection device, in other words, it is the equipment he bought.

There is a kind of equipment on the market that is specially designed for mental protection. It is refined by a professional refiner alone or in cooperation with a person with a relatively high mental power level. Usually, the price of such protective equipment is very high, because the production process is very troublesome, and the material of the utensils carried is relatively rare.

Zhai Yiyuan outside the ring guessed that Zhang Ying had used a mental protection device, then rolled his eyes silently, pouted his mouth and said to Xin Lei with a sour taste: "Boss, look at others, it is indeed the number one gang. , really rich!"

Xin Lei coughed a little embarrassedly, and then shouted to Zhai Yiyuan angrily: "Because people have the best resources!" Then he quietly changed the topic and looked at Zhai Yiyuan suspiciously: "You are better today than two days ago. You are more active, what, are you mentally normal?"

Zhai Yiyuan blinked, his eyes became obscure for a moment, then he made a big grimace, and said with a smile, "I don't, I'm not, don't talk nonsense."

Tan Wenhong watched the two people talking and laughing, his eyes were inexplicable, and his emotions were somewhat low for unknown reasons. Jun Yuyan looked at him strangely, secretly suspicious in his heart.

on the ring.

Zhang Ying knew very well that his mental protection device could only withstand five B-level mental power attacks, so he must fight quickly.

Lingzhi on the other side guessed the reason after the second mental attack was still ineffective. The price was that Zhang Ying fell to the ground and vomited a mouthful of blood.

Lingzhi knew that this kind of armor usually has a number of uses, so she tried to use her strength—agility to avoid the opponent’s attack, and then exhausted the number of times that protector, so she could win.

However, she still underestimated Huang 9's suppression of Huang 7. What's more, Zhang Ying is good at melee combat. The moment she was successfully brought close by Zhang Ying, there was no suspense about winning or losing this game.

As expected, Zhang Ying soon removed Lingzhi's arms and fractured one of her legs. In the end, all that was left was the splashed blood on the ring and her ashes on the cold ground. unwilling eyes.

Ten seconds later, the referee declared the defeat of Hongyan Gang Lingzhi.

After Lingzhi was lifted off the stage, the referee began to urge Xin Lei and others to send the next player.

Xin Lei turned to look at Tan Wenhong and asked, "What should I do?"

Tan Wenhong frowned and did not speak. Zhai Yiyuan, who was standing beside him, suddenly said, "Second brother, let me go. I am also a yellow 9, and my mental strength is C+, which is one grade higher than him. It is safe for me to go." While talking, he fixedly stared at Tan Wenhong.

Tan Wenhong looked at Zhai Yiyuan, with some complicated emotions surging in his eyes. He opened his mouth and seemed to want to say something, but was interrupted by Zhai Yiyuan again with a sincere look: "Please."

Xin Lei felt that the atmosphere was a bit strange, raised his eyebrows and said in a somewhat unpleasant tone: "Hey, what do you mean? Did you two do something behind my back? What are you doing so actively, third child?"

Jun Yuyan gave Zhai Yiyuan a thoughtful look on the side, and then waved his hand to interrupt Xin Lei's words, she said to Xin Lei: "The most important thing now is to immediately select the candidates to send out, Look." Saying that, Jun Yuyan pointed to a timing window on the holographic projection that was displayed at some point, and it had counted down to 1 minute 02 seconds.

Tan Wenhong let out a breath, took a deep look at Zhai Yiyuan, and then said to Xin Lei: "I agree to send the third child. Huang 9's strength is already very high, if we still send people with low strength as before, It's just for the sake of being beaten. Now I can only take a step and see what Shao Zhiyang wants to do. Besides," Tan Wenhong paused and said, "The third child still has that newly learned skill, which he basically doesn't have. question."

Xin Lei nodded after thinking about it for a while, and then said to Zhai Yiyuan, "Alright, then you can go."

Zhai Yiyuan clenched his fist and showed a cheerful smile to the crowd. The two small dimples jumped loomingly before turning around and walking towards the ring.

At this time, Tan Wenhong suddenly grabbed his arm and tugged it hard, and the two people's chests suddenly touched. Tan Wenhong said in a low voice, slowly and powerfully, "Good brother... Come on."

Zhai Yiyuan's smile has not been retracted, the dimples are still embedded in his cheeks, but his eyes suddenly turned red, and then his mouth cracked even more: "Haha, what are you doing, it's not life and death. My strength is so high, just look at me with three punches and two punches. Take him down!"

Tan Wenhong didn't speak, and slowly released Zhai Yiyuan's shoulder.

So Zhai Yiyuan turned around and walked to the ring step by step, alone, firmly.

Jun Yuyan squinted slightly at his back, and there was a vague feeling in his heart that he would never return. Hearing Xin Lei teasing Tan Wenhong in her ears, she shook her head, dispelling the ominous premonition in her heart, and told herself not to speculate.