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After defeating the fighter code-named Honeycomb, he immediately turned over and jumped off the ring, and ran non-stop to the next battle location.This time, Yiwen came earlier, and there was no one in the ring, so that there was not even a crowd of onlookers around.

"It seems that this time it's my turn to defend the ring!"

He jumped onto the ring lightly, walked to the other side of the guardrail, leaned his back against the guardrail and waited for his opponent to arrive.

At this time, Yiwen suddenly discovered that just as he climbed onto the ring, a large group of onlookers gathered from all directions like piranhas smelling fresh blood.Most of them are women between the ages of 15 and 45, and there are even a lot of old faces who seem to have known each other—they are holding colorful flags and trumpets that they don’t know where they got, and they come all the way waving the flags and shouting, and the number is getting more and more. .

These people reminded Ivan of the fanatical star-chasers in his previous life. He had never seen such a formation before, so he couldn't help being a little scared at this moment.Since he didn't need to rely on his face for food, he didn't pay attention to these fans who suddenly gathered, but he didn't expect that after deliberately ignoring them, their screams became more intensive.

Amidst the endless screams, the belated opponent finally squeezed out of the crowd and climbed onto the ring.

"Hello." Ivan felt that the code name was too shameful, so he just greeted him without giving his name.

"Hello." The opponent didn't give his name, so he imitated him and said hello.

He was a slender and thin fighter, with a pair of white hands like jade, which made people feel stable and firm.He was wearing a black close-fitting soft armor. The armor highlighted the contours of the muscles and tightly covered the body. There was no decoration on the surface of the armor, and it was the same thick night clothes.This attire looks more suitable for stealth assassination, but this is a fighting arena, so it makes people feel out of place.

After he appeared, with the ring as the center, the temperature within a radius of tens of meters dropped, and the vague noise was also suppressed, and he retreated away.

"It's obviously a piece of shit, but there are so many fans, it's really disgusting... I'm going to smash your proud face!"

As soon as the fighter finished speaking, his pupils lit up with blue flames, and when he waved his hand, he instantly set off a large hurricane—this strong wind surrounded Ivan from all directions, and bound him tightly in place, unable to move.

"..."

Yiwen's eyes flickered slightly, and he didn't do anything else to dodge, just sighed helplessly.

hiss--!

At the same time, layers of airflow compressed inward and converged to cover Ivan's position, forming a huge torrent of air waves. The roar of air compression was continuous, buzzing like a seal.With the arena as the center, the entire ground was noisy and chaotic, and the air waves and torrents suddenly formed a tornado column, which was squeezed and shrunk inward.

Om-!

The sound waves spread wildly, and golden flames exploded from the inside of the tornado column. The nearby onlookers could only feel pain in their ears, and their vision became blurred.The entire tornado column collapsed and shattered in an instant, and large waves of air in the midair splashed everywhere, forming huge sharp blades that swept across all directions continuously.

"Um!?"

Before the fighter could react, he felt a blur before his eyes, and the fist that had been burning with golden flames pierced through the wind and waves, and hit him firmly on the bridge of the nose.

boom--!

The entire face of the fighter was smashed and collapsed inward, the skin and muscles showed clear undulations, spreading from the wound to the whole body, and then the whole person fell to the ground straight on his back-in the case of brain damage, He completely lost the ability to continue fighting.

"The sage said that if someone wants to hit you in the face, you should smash his face first! (Repaying grievances with straightness, repaying kindness with virtue)" Ivan murmured solemnly while pinching his 'tool of crime' Said to himself.

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At the same time when many fighters were going through all the stages and earning points frantically, the male and female masters of ceremonies who had been booed by many fighters before the opening ceremony appeared again.As if nothing had happened before, they talked and laughed happily at the camera, and gave live commentary to the hotly unfolding preliminaries.

"With the smooth progress of the competition, our program team has discovered a lot of shining players. They showed overwhelming strength in the preliminaries, and they have accumulated huge popularity like a raging fire!" The male emcee said with enthusiasm Said in an enthusiastic tone.

"Let's follow the camera to see these outstanding players who are considered to be champion reserve players!" The female emcee had a subtle smile on her lips, and pointed to the audience in front of the camera with her hand spread out.

The scene of the camera shifted in an instant, and the live broadcast channels of various buildings in the City of Steel and the Federation's home planet immediately changed from the smiling face of the female master of ceremonies to the arenas of fierce fighting.Immediately afterwards, these fighters who had the upper hand in the duel all displayed their code names on the screens.

"Choose the most promising contestant in the preliminaries of this fighting competition, send a text message to participate and immediately get a 1000 yuan voucher from "Machine Wars Era". One serving!"

Chapter 7 Accidental Encounter

Advertisements, competitions, and commentary were carried out at the same time, from the beginning of the day to the sunset. The master of ceremonies made several calls during this period, but the fighters had no time to rest.

As time progresses, the mental and physical exhaustion makes the contestants weaker and weaker, and extreme fatigue brings extreme irritability.In this state, the fighters could no longer leave any room for their shots. Whenever they met face to face, they would kill their opponents. They would attack both openly and secretly. All in all, they wanted to deal with their opponents as soon as possible.Because of this, the game became more and more bloody and cruel.Those fighters who have not been strengthened and have no soul fire can't bear dozens of consecutive fierce battles, and they all leave the arena with hatred because of lack of physical strength.

The remaining fighters are all monsters with long physical strength and strong resilience.

However, even a mechanic would be very tired after more than ten hours of continuous wheel battles without mechanization, and had to rest to recover.Therefore, with the slowly falling night, today's preliminaries were announced to be suspended, and Ivan also returned to the Fighter's apartment under the moonlight of three different colors.

When he returned to the apartment, Karenz and Shamir had already prepared dinner and were waiting for him in the living room.The two of them have no injuries on the surface, but their mental fatigue can be expressed through their speech and behavior.Especially Shamir, who is completely a sleepy big cat, giving people a feeling that they can fall asleep after eating.

"How do you feel?" Ivan picked up a glass of juice, raised his neck and took a big gulp.

"What else can I do? I'm too tired from wheel battles... from dawn to dusk, I'm so nervous... I don't even think I've blinked my eyelids!" Kalenz said here, lowering his head and grabbing a few mouthfuls of food, forcefully After swallowing, he continued to sigh:

"What kind of brain is the organizer? Dozens of games are played a day, and those of us who have undergone transformation can still survive. What about those fighters who don't have the resources to undergo transformation!?"

"It's emphasizing the importance of endurance...don't think too much, no matter how tired you are, you'll still have two days left." Shamiel comforted lazily while yawning.

"..."

Ivan lowered his head to grab the food, didn't say anything, and secretly slandered in his heart: "In a place like the Federation that doesn't pay attention to martial arts at all, if you don't rely on battery life to eliminate those fighters who are not physically strong, how can you guarantee the fighters in the Federation? Well. If a native of a different planet wins the championship, where will the face of the overlord of the galaxy go?"

To a certain extent, the Federation is really as brazen as a country in the previous life that clamored to change the rules because it couldn't handle fair competition.This kind of rule is very disgusting to many fighters who are not strong in recovery, but he is considered a beneficiary of the rule, so he has nothing to say.

"By the way, how many points have you accumulated today? I played 39 games, won 32 games and lost seven games." Kalenz took a sip of his drink, then raised his head to look at them, and asked with concern.

"27 games and 24 games won. I am more suitable for short-term quick battles, but my battery life is not good enough." Shamir rested his chin on one hand, chewing food weakly.

"In 42 games, I lost two games and won forty games. It seems that I have the highest winning percentage." Ivan made a victory gesture.

"You work harder than me!"

Kalenz was taken aback, and after finishing his drink in one gulp, he stood up abruptly from the sofa: "Eat slowly, I have to go to sleep well."

"I can't eat...I'll go to rest too."

Seeing that Karenz was going to rest, Shamir quickly followed him to stand up, walked softly, and staggered towards the room.

"good night, see you tomorrow!"

Ivan waved his hands at their backs, then turned around and continued to enjoy his dinner.

After dinner, he took a hot shower and went back to his room to lie down for a while.Neither drowsy nor in the mood to practice the scriptures, he changed into casual clothes and prepared to walk around the City of Steel for a couple of laps.

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After going out, he walked along the road, about three kilometers forward, and soon saw a tall dark steel frame building, a spacious and bright hall, and a red carpet on the steps in front of the door.The hall is a high-ceilinged imitation of classical architecture, with exquisite carvings on the pillars and stones, and neon-like halos floating on the door rails and walls, which look very resplendent.

"This is a casino... Is gambling legal!?"

With his hands in his pockets, Yiwen strolled slowly to the front of the hall, and when he saw the characters on the house number clearly, a black aircraft was galloping towards him.They stopped directly in front of the building, and soon a Kashini in a black dress ran out of the foyer, came to the aircraft, opened the hatch respectfully, and stretched out his hand as a gesture of 'please'.

A gorgeously dressed middle-aged couple stepped off the aircraft and walked into the lobby of the building under the leadership of the 'black dress'.

"Welcome to the Gold Selling Cave!"

Ivan whistled at their backs, and left this 'immoral' place.After walking forward for a few kilometers, he was a little skeptical about life, and vaguely felt that the City of Steel was a place similar to Las Vegas, otherwise, why would there be casinos and nightclubs everywhere.

After I don't know how many casinos I passed, the buildings gradually thinned out. Ivan walked through the green belt, and there was a wide marble staircase in front of him.At the end of the climbing steps, there is a carpet-like dark green lawn dotted with thousands of gorgeous flowers.