Super life extension system

Qian Kun entered the competition venue just now, feeling a little excited. He only noticed the situation of the virtual interface he entered, but ignored the changes in his bracelet. It was really a mistake.

"My name is Qian Kun, what's your name?" In this virtual world full of crises, one more friend is better than one more enemy.

"My name is Yoko. You can't help but introduce yourself, I recognize you. My lord, you are the hottest one on the internet right now." The girl couldn't help but smile subconsciously.

Qian Kun didn't know if she was laughing at herself, anyway, Qian Kun himself didn't like the title of genius doctor: "Can you stop saying that? I'm not a genius doctor."

"What's wrong with being a miracle doctor? If you really know how to heal, maybe we can form a team in the future. If I get injured or something during a game, I still expect you to save my life."

"It's nothing to say. Yoko, we can be recognized. If you are injured during the game, I will definitely help you."

But Yoko had an unbelievable and cold expression on her face, "Don't speak too early, there are no less than 20 contestants in this competition, you don't know that the organizer wants us to What tasks will be accomplished during this session, maybe we will become competitors by then. If so, would you still be willing to save me?"

"Of course. We are just competitors in the competition, not life and death enemies. As long as they have helped me, I, Qian Kun, will definitely remember them and repay them. Even if only one person wins this competition, I will Treat my friends my way."

Yoko looked at Qian Kun with an inexplicable look in his eyes, and said for a while, "We are not friends yet."

Qian Kun smiled at Yoko: "I like to be friends with smart people. As you said just now, maybe we can form a team at that time."

The two of them walked slowly in this virgin forest while chatting with each other, and they seemed to have regarded each other as comrades-in-arms without knowing it.

"By the way, why did you come to our Jiuzhou to participate in this kind of competition? And every contestant came prepared, Miss Yoko, what are you good at?"

Yoko's eyes were full of vigilance, "How do you know I'm from Fuzhou?" Because Yoko practiced Chinese hard for a while before coming here, no one would guess that she was from Fuzhou from her accent.

But Qian Kun laughed: "How many of us in Jiuzhou will name their children 'Yoko'? Besides, Miss Yoko's skin is delicate and her voice is soft, these are the characteristics of Fuzhou women. How could I not see it?"

"It's my negligence. However, you shouldn't hate us Fuzhou talents, right?"

"Every country has people who people like and people hate. I'm just an ordinary person. As long as you don't make me hate you, that's fine."

"Mr. Qian Kun is a straightforward person." After a few conversations, Yoko and Qian Kun finally let go of their grievances, "Actually, it is not my intention to participate in this competition, but my family's intention. I am good at archery And free fighting, my family let me come here to give it a try. The generous rewards are quite attractive, and I also want to take this opportunity to exercise myself."

Qian Kun heard that Yoko was good at archery and kickboxing, so he couldn't help but think highly of this girl, which meant that he made the right decision to form a team with this girl.

"Be careful!" When Qian Kun listened to Yoko's words with concentration, he didn't notice a spear flying towards him not far from the front. yelled.

Although Qian Kun didn't see the enemy's sneak attack head-on, he sensed the change in the surrounding air. His body instinctively took a step back, and he did a backflip. He saw a thick spear sticking directly to his cheek. Stabbed to the trunk of the big tree behind him.

As long as he slowed down a little, his whole body might be pierced by this spear, and he would be nailed to the tree like a string of bacon.

This is not just a sneak attack, this is a murder!

Qian Kun looked angrily at the direction from which the spear came, and saw a blond primitive man with blond hair, wearing a cheetah leather skirt, and a few pheasant feathers on his head walking slowly towards him.

For this sneak attack, that person didn't show any guilt, instead he walked up to Qian Kun and Yoko with a smirk: "I'm really sorry, my hand shook a bit, I didn't grasp the proper measure!"

"Pa——" Qian Kun couldn't help saying, and also raised his fist and punched the opponent's face hard.

This punch he used was the technique of Wing Chun. Wing Chun emphasizes softness over rigidity and quickness, accuracy and ruthlessness. Just now, Qian Kun used nine points of force in that punch. When his knuckles touched the opponent's face, It can be clearly felt that the bridge of the opponent's nose has been broken, and when he retracted his fist again, the nose of the blond primitive man has turned into a fountain of blood, and blood is constantly rushing out of his nostrils.

"I'm sorry, my hand shook too!" Qian Kun also rubbed the fingers of his right hand.

"Sh-it, bastard!" the blond-haired primitive cursed angrily while holding his nose, staggering and wanting to come over and wrestle with Qian Kun.

Yoko wanted to come to help, so he heard "shua, swish, swish", and a few sharp feathered arrows shot at the feet of Yoko and Qian Kun.

And Yoko also quickly took out a bow from behind, plucked a feather from his body, and immediately transformed into a feathered arrow, shooting towards the opponent.

"Aww..." It seemed that an arrow had been shot.

Qian Kun also reacted quickly, and immediately grabbed the arm of the blond primitive man with a nosebleed, and then kicked him violently in the leg.

Qian Kun shouted in the direction of the arrow: "If you dare to stab someone in the back again, he will die here today!"

After a moment of silence, the other party finally responded: "Let's truce! I won't attack you again, and you don't want to hurt our people anymore!"

"Okay, it's a deal! But at least you have to come forward to take your man away." After Qian Kun said this, he gave Yoko a wink.

The clever Yoko immediately understood, still holding the longbow in his hand, with a feathered arrow on the bow, if the opponent dared to break his promise, the feathered arrow would shoot at the opponent's body mercilessly.

Not long after, a person came from the forest...