take father as heaven

Murong Yan's first three games went well, and it wasn't until the day before the start of the fourth game that Seager suddenly paid attention to it.

This made Murong Yan very puzzled, "What's wrong? Is there any difference in the fourth game?"

"Well, it's about the same level as you are now."

Does that mean you met your opponent?But Murong Yan was even more curious. "How did you know?"

As far as he knew, all games were shown in numbers, how did Seager know who the guy in Game [-] was?Could it be that guy still has his race number written on his face?

It took me a long time to figure it out. It turned out that when Seager was waiting for him to compete, he wandered around the surrounding competition room very bored. He happened to meet his opponent for the next competition. On the big screen outside the room Live broadcasted his fight, this guy Seager has a special sensitivity to numbers, he can almost memorize them at a glance.

So when passing by outside, he accidentally recognized him as Murong Yan's opponent in the next match, and after a few more glances, he came to the conclusion that this is an opponent that is not easy to deal with.

As a matter of course, Murong Yan's training has been strengthened. Those guys with the bayonet took turns to fight him, but they couldn't fight him, so they had to take him out to experience it.

This is what Seager calls key training, specifically looking for some opponents with a similar style to practice.

Fighting is the most common thing on the streets of Disha. No matter how you fight, as long as no one is killed, the police will absolutely ignore it. Therefore, it is the most normal for everyone to see a big fight.

Seeger took Murong Yan to walk on the street without saying a word. Murong Yan followed suspiciously, not understanding what he was going to do, and said that he was going to take him out for intensive training, but unfortunately he didn't know what to do after walking all the way. In a word, is it possible to go out for a walk?

A group of people walked towards them, swearing and swearing with their shoulders crossed. It seemed that the atmosphere was very lively.Murong Yan took a glance, one or two scratched the nose of that kind of plane, and it was still messy, typical street gangsters.

Unexpectedly, when they approached the group of people head-on, Seeger suddenly pointed at one of them.

He spoke almost without hesitation. "Hit him."

Those two words were so calm, without any ups and downs, without a trace of violence, as if they were talking about drinking water.

It's a pity that the tragedy is the tragedy. Murong Yan has been practiced inhumanely by this guy for nearly half a month. His conditioned reflex is perfect and invulnerable. Almost at the same time when he gave the order, his fist flew out of control. go out.

The person on the opposite side was strolling happily on the street, never expecting to encounter such unexpected disaster.

Seeing that the boss was punched by the opponent, he was stunned for a moment, and rushed over screaming and killing in the next moment. It's just that Sig has a habit. When he is training, he likes to focus, just a few flies , he cleaned it up with ease.

After Murong Yan made this punch, he felt a little embarrassed, and felt that he was a little despicable. This was a sneak attack.It's a pity that he didn't think so in the next second. The strength of the opponent was much stronger than he imagined. Although the punch was sudden and made the opponent a little hard to guard against, he didn't get hit passively.

When his fist hit him, the opponent took half a step back according to his strength, taking more than half of the strength from his fist, but he didn't suffer any injuries, but immediately counterattacked back.

Murong Yan has been receiving special training recently, and his reaction has been several times stronger than before. Naturally, he will not be in a hurry. don't worry.

It was originally just a fight that can be seen everywhere on the street, but because the two people fighting were both strong and their moves were extremely dexterous, it was more interesting to watch. Those little brothers who were crying on the ground subconsciously stopped moaning, and instead He looked up with curiosity and surprise on his face.

Murong Yan felt a bit strenuous as soon as he fought against the opponent. The strength of the opponent was not much different from his, almost in the middle.This made him a little frustrated. When he was in the federation, he thought he was already quite a master, so when he ran away from home, he was also very arrogant, thinking that he could survive wherever he went with his own strength.

But this kind of self-confidence has been hit after entering the jungle. It was not easy to meet Sig who was willing to teach him seriously. After a period of intensive training and winning three games in a row, he began to feel confident again and felt Has reached the ranks of disa masters.

Who would have thought that any random bastard he met on the street would be at the same level as himself.

Others would not understand this kind of embarrassment, but a son of a family like Murong Yan has always had strong self-esteem, and he has always been a little pretentious in his heart. He was hit again and again, and became more and more embarrassing.

There was a deadly killing intent between the moves, and his strong mentality of winning made his moves lose their original calmness, and he seemed a little eager. Others didn't see it, but Seager couldn't help frowning.

Even couldn't help but say, "Calm down."

Inexplicably, Murong Yan's moves gradually returned to his usual speed and calmness, and the other party's expression also changed, from a calm face to a gradually dignified one, it could be seen that he was also beginning to feel strenuous.

Murong Yan didn't fight to the end. When he showed his obvious intention to win, Seeger suddenly stopped him and led him away, leaving the opponent with a surprised face and a group of younger brothers lying on the ground looking at each other.

"Why don't you let me fight? I'm about to win!"

Seeger gave him a blank look, "It's not a game, what's the point of winning or losing."

Murong Yan shut up, it was really meaningless, he didn't know him at first, and he had no grievances or enmities.

"Then why did you ask me to beat him?"

Murong Yan found something that made him even more curious, so he couldn't help asking.

Sig didn't hide from him, and said directly. "He's your next opponent."

"How did you recognize him?" Murong Yan was very surprised. Even if he watched a live broadcast of the game outside the game, how could he recognize him?And, most importantly, how do you know where he's going to show up?

"I'm just taking you out for a walk."

The implication is that meeting the other party was not premeditated, it was pure luck.

Wandering around the street can also be done, I don't know if it's Sieg's luck or the other party's luck is too bad.

"What impression do you have of that guy?"

Seeger started to summarize his experience after each sparring as usual.

Murong Yan lowered his eyes and thought for a while, then said seriously. "He has powerful fists and quick legs. Although he is tall, his movements are agile and his muscles are strong. Speaking of which, he is in good shape."

"..." Sig glanced at him strangely, probably not expecting how he would suddenly get involved in the other person's body.

Murong Yan glanced at him innocently, as if he was right.

"Remember?"

"Yeah." Murong Yan nodded seriously, "There are three buttons on his clothes, his chest muscles are very strong, and he has a unicorn tattoo on his left arm."

"I'm asking about moves, not people." Seeger's tone was very impatient, with an inexplicable hint of anger.

Murong Yan still didn't care, "Remember."

"Are you sure you remember?"

"Remember to remember."

"What angle is he used to punching from?"

"..." Murong Yan frowned.

"How many changes does his fist have?"

"..." Murong Yan simply laughed a few times.

"What is he wearing in his left ear?"

"An obsidian stud earring with a rose pattern." Murong Yan finally answered one.

However, what Seeger gave him was not admiration, but a look of naked contempt.

Murong Yan knew he was wrong, and silently lowered his head, but he was still a little dissatisfied, and muttered softly. "It's rare to see such a high-level handsome guy in Disha. It's a pity not to take a second look."

"What did you say?"

Unexpectedly, Sieg's hearing was so good, Murong Yan hurriedly apologized.

"Master, don't worry, I will definitely win tomorrow."