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

The man was more cautious than the two before, wearing a mask and a black robe, very common black market attire, and saluted Wen Lin first after he came on stage.

"Master Grand Master, please be merciful!"

"Shhh!!"

"waste!!"

"Fuck him!!"

The reaction from the audience was much more intense than before.

It may be that after the contestants from both sides took the stage before, the time reserved for the audience to express their emotions was not enough, and neither of them had a clear look at the appearance of the contestants on both sides.

The fight is over.

Exciting and depressing.

The excitement is that it seems to have witnessed the rise of a new star in the blood battle field.

Depressed yes.

Just didn't see what happened at all.

How did it end?

They haven't had time to bet yet!

As for now?

Of course bet on 'Tai Shi'!

How domineering is this nickname!

However, there are also those who like to think things backwards.

"The bigger the name, the bigger the reversal! Only by betting on the other person can you get the most profit! By the way, what is the other person's name?"

There were constant voices from the audience.

Wen Lin was not affected, just looked at the other party and said:

"How about you jump off by yourself?"

His current control over strength is really far from perfect, Mingjin is perfect, movement strength can be whatever you want, but strength is strength!

It is the basic improvement after the physique has soared.

"Also ask the grand master for advice! I came here to increase my combat experience..."

The man in black robe and mask opposite spoke politely.

But Wen Lin didn't relax.

"Sorry, I don't have time today! I'll hit you when I'm free... No, I'll give you some pointers!" Wen Lin glanced at the direction where the flat voice came from.

"can we start?"

Chapter 90

In the preparation lounge, Deacon Huang hadn't left yet.

The main reason was that only one or two minutes had passed, and he was still evaluating the strength of the 'Grand Master' just now, and he laughed when he heard the 'Grand Master' urging him.

Returned a message.

"Let's start! Don't wait, see the other party's limit!"

Allowing people to have a 2-minute, or even 5-[-] minute post-war rest time is a kind of cherishment he has for young talents.

It's a pity that the opponent's strength seems to be useless.

"In such a hurry, it seems that he is really short of money... Only the Inch Fist, Yan Hui Movement, and Mang Niu Fist are revealed on his body. If he really hasn't practiced the inherited skills, then he is a real commoner martial artist!"

The reason why Deacon Huang pays more attention to 'Grand Master' than to 'Overlord'.

That's why!

The original intention of the bloody arena.

It is to cultivate common people's talents from the bottom!

"That leaf seems to be..."

"Are both of them short of money?" Deacon Huang thought about it.

At this time, on the competition stage, the battle began.

The new opponent was very fast, and obviously also followed the route of sensitive warfare. Unfortunately, he faced Wen Lin, who had a faster reaction than him and was far superior in strength.

He also politely endured the first punch, and resented the second punch.

Bang!

Fall to the ground!

The man is no longer broken.

Wen Lin was very satisfied.

He didn't want to kill him or seriously injure him. After all, he might still need to participate in the Jincheng Martial Arts Competition in the future... he should be able to, right?

Fight against someone who has no enmity.

Seriously injured to death?

His heart is not so cruel.

"Hush! Fake match!!"

"Money back!!"

"Crackdown!"

"Fake, fake! It's too fake!!"

Before Wen Lin could call the next person, boos came from the audience. Some people roared angrily and waved their mobile phones, as if they wanted to rush to the stage.

Wen Lin: "..."

Looks like some people made the wrong bet.

He doesn't care about these brainless gamblers, after all, he is busy making money.

"Is there no one?"

Wen Lin stood on the fighting platform and looked at the preparation rest room on the opposite side. The windows were small and had a reverse blur function, so the inside could not be seen from the outside.

He glanced twice, and there seemed to be someone inside.

More than one person.

But no one came out. It was obvious that he had acted lightly, so what are you afraid of?

Is this trying to prevent him from continuing to make money?

"The three-game winning streak is complete, please 'Grand Master' change the fighting card, to continue the battle, you need to change the next-level opponent!"

Wen Lin:? ?

By the time he changed the fighting cards, half an hour had passed!

Wen Lin didn't want to get off the stage.

He can go on!

Seeing that Lin Ba couldn't come down from the fighting platform, and ignored the notice.

"Cough!" Deacon Huang had no choice but to go up.

"Go down and rest for a while."

"I am not tired!"

"I mean, the number of fighters with the light red fighting cards is currently not enough, and it is temporarily impossible to gather ten people to start the continuous challenge..."

"There are so few people?"

"...Sorry, temporary recruitment, some people need some time to come."

"How much time? Or, pay the bill first, and I'll come back tomorrow?"

"There are quite a few people who responded, within two or three hours at the latest, tomorrow is fine, and if you are really short of money, I can provide some options..."

"I'm sorry, you don't want to sell yourself!"

"...haha! Grand Master, you are so humorous! How about we talk in another place?" Although Deacon Huang relied on the dark energy of the warrior to control his voice within a certain range.

But the words of the little guy in front of him are really heartbreaking.

Look what he said!

Thought he was pimping him? !

Has the blood battle field left such an impression on people?

The complexity in Deacon Huang's heart is beyond words.

"No, give me the money first!"

"...the money has been deposited in the account bound to the dark web, you can check it..." Sure enough, he was a newcomer with no experience in the bloody battlefield.

Wen Lin wasn't embarrassed at all, and got off the platform directly.

Walk into the preparation rest room.

Get out your phone and check it out!

Oh, it's really already in the account, a full [-]!

"You are responsible for the tax deduction, right?"

"Uh, on the dark web, there is no... no tax payment..." For some reason, Deacon Huang felt that he was seeing the eyes of the 'grand teacher' who was hiding solidly.

Saw contempt.

"However, if you withdraw money from a dark web account to a real account, tax will be deducted proportionally!"

Deacon Huang almost wanted to wipe off his sweat.

this kid.

How can you be more honest than him?

But this kind of three views also made him appreciate each other even more.

"What about the leaves?"

"He, he was challenged, do you want to go and see?"

Deacon Huang has the feeling that the child in front of him has taken the initiative, but he cherishes genius very much and doesn't mind it.

"Still fighting?"

Wen Lin was shocked.

"No, it's the third game..."

Oh, I was challenged again.

"Is it the same person?"

"No, the same duel is not allowed on the same day. The second and third rounds are all fights with light red fighting cards, and may also be one of your next opponents..."

Deacon Huang suggested the 'Grand Master' to take a look.

"Can I bet?"

"of course can!"

Wen Lin took out a fighting card from his pocket that had turned into a light red fighting sign on a yellow background.

I heard it will be free of charge.

Deacon Huang was a little puzzled. When entering the battle preparation rest room, one had to swipe the fighting card to enter, so the fighting card was attached to his hand at that time.

When did you take it off and put it in your pocket?