God of War: My Best School Girlfriend

"Actually, it's not me who wants to attack you, young master..."

"Just now when I was at the betting port, spending [-] million to buy you a win, the staff looked at me as if I was crazy..."

"People next to me even said that I was mentally ill. Even though I was so rich, I still threw money into the water..."

Luo Wu hesitated.

"It's not that you want to hit me, you've already hit me, okay..."

Ye Xingke complained.

"Huh? I thought you didn't care about these rumors, young master."

Luo Wu said innocently.

"Who said that? I actually care about it, okay?"

"You only have one skin to live, and to be looked down upon like this is a huge blow to your self-esteem!"

Ye Xingke said pitifully.

"Now I'm inviting you, Russia's bloodthirsty beast, Herzlov the Great White Bear, is here!!!!"

With the host's excited shouts, the audience in the arena was excited.

The cheers and shouts of more than a thousand people resounded throughout the venue, almost overturning the cabin.

The strong Russian man who had appeared before walked out from the backstage in a majestic manner, holding high his heavyweight gold belt.

Under the spotlight, the huge muscles all over his body were extremely eye-catching.

"Herzlov is a veteran of our Arena of Glory!!! His record is very impressive!!!"

"His huge size is enough to rival ferocious beasts!!! No one can resist his violent power!!!"

As the host finished speaking, Herzlov continued to show off his well-developed muscles to the audience with confidence.

"The next one is a player who is entering our arena for the first time."

"He is named after Yan Qing, the prodigal son in "Water Margin". However, we still don't know what he is capable of. We only know that this player seems to have a high level of education!"

The host mocked in front of the public.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The gamblers' unbridled laughter suddenly came from the audience stage.

"Tch, what a rubbish host!!!!"

Ye Xingke said dissatisfied, adjusted the mask on his face, tightened the straps, and walked out.

Sure enough, he was greeted by bursts of boos and jeers.

People here only respect the strong. Ye Xingke's 180cm tall figure is really inconspicuous here.

"Boy, let your boss raise the white flag and surrender as soon as possible, otherwise you will be torn to pieces by me!!! Ula!!!!!!"

The huge Russian white bear stood in front of Ye Xingke, feeling as oppressive as a mountain.

"Stop it, this is not your country!"

Ye Xingke raised his head and said, his sharp gaze directed towards him without any fear.

"I will announce the rules. This game will adopt a no-rules format. There are no restrictions except that the weapons you bring are not allowed to be used."

"There are three ways to determine victory or defeat. First, the player who dies first loses, and the player who survives wins."

"Second, the boss voluntarily gave up on admitting defeat. Players do not have the right to admit defeat. In other words, it is useless for players to admit defeat!!! The game will continue until one party dies."

"Third, the countdown system. After losing the ability to fight, the referee will count tens of seconds, and those who can't get up will take the initiative to lose."

The referee himself laughed when he read the last one.

He has been a referee for more than ten years and has never seen anyone win by using the third rule.

In this arena where you die or I die, kindness to the enemy is cruelty to yourself.

No one will wait for the opponent to lie on the ground for ten seconds. They will ruthlessly hit the opponent until the opponent loses breath.

"Are both players ready?"

The referee, who looked very professional, asked both sides.

"Ready!"

The two said in unison.

"Game start!!!"

As the bell rang, Ye Xingke's first game on the Queen officially began.

"Hey, kid, come here, I'll stand right here and beat you!"

As soon as the game started, Herzlov started to make waves.

He put his face in front of Ye Xingke's and pointed at his face with a smile.

He looked down on Ye Xingke from the bottom of his heart and prepared to turn this life-and-death match into his own entertainment exhibition.

"you sure?"

Ye Xingke looked at him with a complicated expression.

"Of course I'm sure! With your small body, you are thinner than the monk Sanlong just now. How many kilograms of strength can you have???"

Herzlov planned to tease Ye Xingke first and let him hit him casually, and then when he was at his most desperate, he would severely destroy Ye Xingke.

"Then I hit it!"

Ye Xingke said politely.

"Come on, stop talking nonsense!"

The Russian Great White Bear said disdainfully and impatiently.

"Snapped!!!!!!!!!!!"

A sudden, clear slap echoed throughout the audience.

The huge and crisp sound startled everyone in the room.

No one saw Ye Xingke make any moves. The giant Russian white bear, which was 2 meters tall and weighed more than 25 kilograms, flew straight to the side.

Then it fell heavily to the ground, stirring up dust all over the ground.

The previously arrogant Herzlov fell to the ground motionless like a corpse.

"Everyone heard it. He asked me to fight, so I did it. I have never seen such a request in my life."

Ye Xingke spread his hands innocently as if nothing was wrong.

Silence, the whole place was silent.

No one could believe what happened just now.

Herzlov, who had a body like a giant beast, was slapped away by this boy who didn't look strong? ? ?

real or fake! ! !

Is this an act? Match-fixing? ? ?

What a joke! ! !

Ninety-nine point nine percent of the bets in this game were won by Herzlov who paid a lot of money.

How could he be killed instantly by a new fighter who no one expected? ? ?

No one could believe what was happening.

But the swollen cheeks on Herzlov's face and the blood-red palm prints told people that all this was true.