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12. Boxing too

Mr. Crow didn't want to die, so he didn't get up.

The referee's slow count finally reached 10. Mr. Crow fell to the ground and the referee ruled that Mu Su won.

The battle only lasted less than half a minute. Even though it took nearly half of the game time at the beginning, Mu Su succeeded in gaining points before most people. He turned his palm and Fujiang Ax disappeared. He turned around and walked off the ring, picking up Chu Chu.

The object ring collects a pile of armor and a battle dress that will kill you three thousand times.

Humming sounds came from afar.

"Invincible is so, so lonely~~~Invincible is so, so empty~~~"

Musu made a mistake. Wanting to finish the game as soon as possible and then run to help Kallen, he suddenly discovered that all the students had the same competition time. Unless they could leave after a quick battle in the last game, the other nine games had to wait for 10 minutes.

Only then can you proceed to the next session.

The game ended a few minutes later, and the players began to play the second game. Mu Su was on stage 9 this time, which happened to be adjacent to Mr. Crow.

After the battle started, Mr. Crow couldn't help but be attracted by Mu Su beside him, and saw Mu Su performing his old tricks again.

Is it that trick again...

Mr. Crow was shocked and thought he might as well give it a try.

"Referee, what are you doing!" He followed Mu Su's example and pointed behind his opponent in surprise.

The player on the opposite side looked confused, and Mr. Crow finally realized that the referee was standing between them...

"Uh..." Mr. Crow, feeling embarrassed, waved his arms and pressed down on him.

Mu Su won the next few battles easily. Although these players were carefully selected from millions of players, to be honest, the rules-abiding and non-rule-abiding games are not of the same magnitude at all.

Soon, the tenth arena match begins.

After the previous nine battles, most of the players have lost their energy, and the battle has become much more boring.

Mu Su walked onto the ring, glanced at the young man opposite him lightly, and then looked at his name.

I sigh in vain.

Mu Su's body shook, tears streaming down his face: "Xiaotan, is that you?"

"Uh...you may have made a mistake."

Mu Su didn't believe it and muttered: "I will never admit my mistake. You don't know... I have a super useless complaining servant here. He only knows -"

At this point, Mu Su paused, cleared his throat, and imitated Lord Grim with a deadly look on his face: "If you like it, treat it as an honor instead of showing off. I'll start over if I learn something wrong."

...Fuck your mother!"

Zhi sighed in vain, with an indescribable look on his face, and stared blankly at Mu Su doing a stand-up comedy there.

But at this moment, Mu Su moved!

He turned into an afterimage and jumped out. His movements were so fast that he didn't look like a player who had fought hard for nine rounds! Before Zhi sighed at the futile confusion, Mu Su had already stepped forward and punched out!

Zhi sighed in vain, unable to react in time, and because the punch was full force, he immediately flew backwards and fell heavily on the edge of the ring.

The pain subsided and still existed, so it wasn't very painful. The key was that he was stunned.

Because he remembered that the second round bell at the start of the game had not yet rung...

"The game hasn't started yet..." The referee also sighed and looked at Mu Su slowly. "But this will not happen again. If your opponent doesn't get up for 10 seconds, you win."

"Please wait a moment..." Zhi Tan said nothing more, but Mu Su shook his head slightly and looked solemnly.

"Whatever it takes to achieve victory is war."

With such cool words behind him, Mu Su turned around and walked off the ring.

"But this is boxing, you bastard!"

His futile angry shouts, mixed with the shouts from the surrounding arena, rushed to the ceiling.

The list has not been updated yet, but Musu, who has won all ten matches, is very likely to advance to the semi-finals.

Teleported to Kallen's venue through the standby point, Kallen was fighting with her opponent, her forehead was covered with beads of sweat, which was heartbreaking.

This idiot goes all out in every battle and doesn't know how to save his energy.

Kallen's bright eyes were fixed on her opponent, and beads of sweat hung on her long eyelashes, which were in the way, and she couldn't wipe them away. Her skin was as shiny as if it had been rubbed with olive oil, which made Musu's heart beat.

The two were evenly matched and equally tired. However, Karen was petite and disadvantaged by her size.

This is indeed the case. Kallen has been passively defensive for the past two minutes since the game started.

"You're going too far! Kallen is so cute and you actually do it to her!"

As soon as she distanced herself from her opponent, a haunting voice came from the audience. Kallen was stunned for a moment, then she rushed towards Mu Su with a crisp smile like an idiot.

Mu Su quickly hugged Kallen's legs to prevent her from jumping down. He was here to help, not to let Kallen fail.

The opponent named Phantom hesitated, wondering whether to take advantage of this moment to make a sneak attack. But he was worried that the rules would not allow it, so he had to give up.

After asking, I learned that Kallen currently has seven losses and two losses, and even if she wins, she has no hope of advancing to the semi-finals. However, Musu still supports Kallen's behavior of playing the entire game.

Support with action.

"This guy dares to hit my dear Karen..."

Under the ring, Mu Su's black eyes narrowed slightly.

The game continues. The Phantom is currently in the lead, with a score of 3:1, that is, three effective hits to the head.

The phantom deceives the body to approach. He has an advantage in body shape, which makes it easier to protect the body and attack.

Suddenly, he saw a flash of bright light passing through his peripheral vision. He couldn't help turning around, but it was the player named Mu Su who was throwing a bright silver table knife in the audience.

What does he mean...?

Phantom was puzzled and stared at Kallen. However, as he took two steps closer, a whistling sound broke through the air.

Welcome looked subconsciously and saw that the object being thrown was replaced by a wrench, which flew through the air and made a whistling sound.

Kallen suddenly moved! Taking advantage of her small size and agility, she rushed in front of the welcome and threw an uppercut, successfully hitting the phantom that was caught off guard!

Tied by one point!

Phantom staggered back a few steps and retreated to the center of the field. He hurriedly concentrated his attention, only staring at Karen instead of paying attention to Mu Su.

It's just that sometimes he doesn't have to think about it. But behind Kallen, Mu Su walked up, holding a round black object with a lead in his hand.

Phantom's breath was stagnant and he was slightly distracted. Kallen seized the opportunity and rushed forward to punch again.

Bang!

Phantom blocked and reacted a moment too late, causing his fist to hit his cheek.

The score is now 3:3, Kallen is tied.

Phantom finally couldn't bear it anymore and raised his hand to signal.

"I protest!"

The referee jumped over like a hairless rabbit: "What's wrong with you?"

The phantom immediately muttered to Su: "He is disturbing me in the audience!"

Mu Su leaned on the edge of the ring, turned to look at the ceiling and whistled.

The referee jumped and said: "He is doing his thing in the audience, you are doing yours on the stage, and I am still on the stage. Do you think I am interfering with you?"

"Can……"

Phantom wanted to say something else, but the referee jumped aside.

Damn...

Phantom's expression was gloomy, and he decided to ignore Mu Su no matter what he did this time. Anyway, he didn't dare to do anything——

Before he finished thinking about it, he saw Mu Su placing a pistol on the edge of the ring, holding a magazine and pressing bullets into it one by one.

"I protest!"

This time I shouted, because I was so anxious that I lost my voice.


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