Gao Wu: I have an attribute panel because of hard work

Unlike the normal network, the search for network information is restricted by identity information.

However, a lot of common sense on the dark web is only cut at 01:30.

The rest will be charged.

It's a pit!

The price is not cheap!

"There is a quick way to deal with beast meat, but... it costs money!"

Forget it, he is poor!

Take out a piece of fierce beast meat from the backpack, cut it into cubes, wrap it with a layer of black oil-like paper, and there is a layer of plastic wrap inside.

"No pot, no water..."

Conditions are tough!

But Wen Lin still tried to tear off a corner of the plastic wrap and took a bite.

despair!

Tried to take a small bite, but it didn't move.

Wen Lin's face turned dark.

Did he buy fake and shoddy products?

No wonder it needs to be stewed for several hours, this thing, how can you bite it without stewing! ?

Wen Lin gave up the idea of ​​replenishing energy, improving proficiency at the same time, and even practicing until six o'clock tomorrow by himself while earning money.

"Forget it, I'll earn one more time, and I'll leave when I reach [-]!"

"Tell Ye Huang!"

"He didn't come as planned... But, should I make a bet? Forget it, gambling is not a good habit, betting on yourself and your friends doesn't count."

Because it's not a gamble!

During the practice, about ten minutes had passed, and suddenly the fighting card on the back of his hand became hot again.

"So fast!?"

Ye Huang mentioned it before, saying that it is generally once an hour at the fastest.

Between doubts.

Wen Lin still stopped practicing and turned on his phone.

Chapter 89

"Ask me if I'm challenging for a three-in-a-row?"

Wen Lin pondered over the message sent by the Blood Arena through the dark web for half a minute, and finally clicked OK!

He doesn't have ferocious beast meat to replenish his energy now, so he doesn't dare to practice Mang Niu Fist too hard.

The information about the blood battle field is that.

He has to complete three consecutive victories within half an hour... the previous one is also counted, and now the time has not passed... then he can become a talented light red fighting card.

Of course, such benefits alone will not attract him.

After all, he calls once an hour, so it's safer, isn't it?

The main thing is... half an hour of continuous challenges, starting from the second round, each additional game will earn [-] yuan per game, as long as he can hold on, he can continue to challenge!

But the time limit is only half an hour.

time is limited.

If you add his last fight, he started at 19:35, left at 19:36, returned to the quiet room for 1 minute, and spent about ten minutes practicing Mang Niu Quan and other chores.

current time--

"19:54?"

In 1 minute, isn't it Ye Huang's competition?

Wen Lin didn't waste any time, he ran out the door quickly while thinking, and at the same time sent a message to the bald Ye Huang and the two on his mobile phone.

He likes to seek stability, but he is not without brains.

The last fight ended with one punch.

It still gave him great confidence, no, he has always had psychological superiority and confidence in warriors.

He knew that the level of warriors was very weak.

But never expected.

How could he be so weak!

The main reason is that Ye Huang and the bald head gave him a kind of warrior who actually has good combat power, and there is no way to quickly end the battle without using magical skills.

Similar illusion!

The movement is slow, the strength is weak, and the momentum is not strong at all!

It's better to speak harshly.

Wen Lin also shook his head speechlessly.

In less than 1 minute, he returned to the preparation rest room that he left 10 minutes ago.

Inside, Deacon Huang waited for him with a smile on his face.

Wen Lin almost turned around and left.

ambush?

Well, in the closed space, no one can see him displaying his magical skills... Thinking of this, Wen Lin stepped in calmly.

"Sorry, time is a little tight, grand master, are you ready?"

"Can you admit defeat?"

Wen Lin still asked cautiously.

Deacon Huang's smile faltered, and he nodded stiffly: "Yes, of course!"

People in their teens and twenties.

Isn't it always the boss and the second child?

Could it be that he is too far away from his youth, and can no longer remember his mentality and thoughts back then?

"It should be Ye Zi's battle time now? How did you change it?"

Although time is tight.

But it is still necessary to ask clearly.

Wen Lin would rather earn less.

Safety first!

"Oh, the bloody arena of the light red fighting card is in the No. [-] arena, and it has already started..."

Deacon Huang thinks.

He gave these geniuses a little help.

To prevent them from wasting too much time waiting, they will definitely be very satisfied with the humanized management of the Blood Arena.

It will be much more convenient to talk about the contract later.

Wen Lin took a deep look at Deacon Huang and stepped onto the stage. In his heart, he labeled the deacon of the blood battle field as 'smart' and 'pick'.

This is to prevent them from betting on each other!

Too bad!

As for where did the bald head go?

Wen Lin didn't bother to ask any more.

After all, it was just a friendship that I just met today. Even if it was quite pleasing to the eye, he didn't have such rich feelings or loyalty in his heart.

It's tiring to maintain the character of young Wen Lin in front of Ye Huang.

Fortunately, there is no need to completely pretend to be the old Wen Lin.

Appropriate changes.

It can make people get used to it slowly.

If it wasn't for Ye Huang, who looked too much like the protagonist in terms of ability, temperament, and luck, he wouldn't subconsciously pay so much attention to it, even if the future was unusual.

"If you want to be stable, it is very important to have excellent contacts..."

"Boy!! Don't think..."

"Can we start? I'm in a hurry!" Wen Lin interrupted the routine of harsh words, asked, and got the approval of the panel voice referee.

"The fight begins!"

Compared with the fighting platform, it is square and square, 20 meters long and wide, and the area is not large.

At least for the fast ones.

Wen Lin didn't stop at the same place, waiting for the opponent to make a move, but Yan turned around and used a little bit of pressure, but also flew towards the opponent as quickly as a swallow.

He almost wanted to follow the feeling of crossing his legs and going up.

Yan's turning and kicking are more in line.

This point is extremely clear after he has fought a few times.

Inch punch! !

The fist will condense and explode!

Without the process of standing up, retracting the fist and releasing it, the burst of strength of the inch fist is actually not complete.

But in the blessing of Wen Lin's practice level that has already been 'proficient'.

His one-inch fist exploded with terrifying power!

A dodge, skimming ten meters, the inch fist condensed into a terrifying explosion at the fastest speed, and the opponent didn't even see Wen Lin's appearance clearly.

I saw a fist coming towards me.

Bang bang!

One punch, two falls to the ground.

Wen Lin frowned slightly as he looked at the opponent who flew upside down and heard the sound of bones cracking in his chest.

Pressing the hat, continued to cover the eyes.

"Teacher! Win!"

"continue!"

Wen Lin only said once.

There was still a "network delay" and "stuck" in the audience. After a few seconds, there was no less noise than the last time, but the number of people seemed to have decreased.

Wen Lin lowered his head slightly, not looking at the situation off the stage.

Just listen with your ears.

'It seems that there are only a hundred people, or less? '

Vaguely, there were similar roars and cheers from far away, and Wen Lin understood.

The 'protagonist' is much more attractive than him.

This is normal.

Very reasonable!

At this time, there was another person on the opposite side.