Ye Chong went directly to the self-service terminal next to the dining area, and when he checked the balance, a smile appeared in his eyes.
Not much money.
5.4 million.
The 5 million is on the card and the 400,000 is the bonus.
Anyway, it feels good to win.
After Ye Chong put away the small black card, he lay down on the sofa nearby and closed his eyes.
He defeated three high-level martial arts warriors in a row. Although he had used many methods in advance, the physical exertion was still considerable.
He was kicked in the body by 120, causing 15 points of physical damage.
Using Shocking Thorn twice in a row consumes 40 points of mental energy.
Three bloody battles had depleted more than half of his energy and blood.
If he had continued to insist on accepting the new challenge just now, it does not mean that he would definitely fail, but using battle points to help probably could not avoid it.
However, the battle merit points were prepared for the Martial Arts Tournament. They were the strongest foundation, so how could they be abused.
He knew very well that if he had fought three high-level martial arts warriors one after another without using tactics and ruthless attacks, his life would have been taken away long ago, not to mention that he had gained so much now.
"What I have to do now is to rest quickly and use this short period of time to recover my blood, body and spirit as soon as possible.
Especially the spirit.
If you can take a short nap, the recovery effect should be quite good.
Moreover, sleeping is also good for repairing the body and restoring Qi and blood.”
Ye Chong quickly fell into a deep sleep, and he was not afraid of getting hurt here. There were people sleeping or meditating on the sofas next to him.
It is now 22:39, and there are still 21 minutes before 23:00. Time is running out, and it is even more precious.
Ye Chong was now mentally exhausted, sleepy and physically exhausted. He fell into a deep sleep without lying down for a while.
At the same time, a light yellow halo suddenly appeared around the few lines of small characters in his mind, and the mist circulated continuously, hiding everything in it, making it invisible.
At the same time, a life-and-death fight was taking place on all ten stages of the Masked Martial Arts Association.
Thunderous sounds of fighting, shouts, cheers, curses and laughter resounded throughout the underground hall.
However, none of this affected Ye Chong, who was in a deep sleep. He was like a baby lying in a cradle, sleeping soundly with a sweet smile on his lips.
23:00.
The light yellow halo in Ye Chong's mind quietly disappeared, and he woke up unconsciously.
Looking from a distance, it seemed that the battle on Arena No. 8 had just ended, and someone was flying down.
I don’t know if that person’s opponent had left the stage earlier or was defeated by him in one fell swoop.
"hehe.
It makes sense for Masked Warriors to do this.
Those who enter early can play the first round earlier and have more rest time.
The later people enter, the later they will participate in the first round and have less rest time.
Especially in games that end before the start of the second round, the winner has no rest time at all.
According to the Masked Martial Arts Association staff member, random matching will be conducted in the second round.
Therefore, it is very likely that people who have just finished the first round will immediately start the second round.
If that were the case, it would be tragic.
However, these have nothing to do with me.
After more than 20 minutes of rest, my body recovered quite well.
Qi and blood have basically reached 70 to 80% of their full state, and the physical damage caused by physical injuries has almost recovered.
The most surprising thing is that the spirit has basically recovered in just twenty minutes.
It sounds like that too.
If ordinary people can take a nap for twenty minutes when they are sleepy and exhausted, their mental state will be much better than before, right?
What's more, I am a warrior. With my understanding and control of mental power, I can instantly calm the mental fluctuations and quickly enter a deep sleep state.
but……
Phew~
hehe.
I seemed to have a particularly good sleep this time.”
Seeing more than a dozen people wearing yellow masks entering the No. 10 ring, Ye Chong also hurried over, knowing that the matching results were about to be announced.
Although the staff of the Masked Martial Arts Association are different in height, fat and thin, they all wear yellow masks, and they all look similar at first glance.
Ye Chong couldn't tell which people he had met, let alone the guy in charge of Arena No. 10.
At this time, the man in the middle wearing a yellow mask was seen holding a multi-function machine and said: "Everyone, the first round of the Masked Martial Arts Tournament has ended, and the second round will begin immediately.
According to the latest statistical results, the following is announced.
A total of 156 people entered the second round.
The competition will be carried out in pairs and will be held in ten arenas.
In response to the relevant regulations of the Yangwu Conference group stage, each game is limited to 5 minutes.
If the winner cannot be determined within 5 minutes, both teams will be eliminated at the same time.
According to random allocation by the system, the specific battle list of the two participating parties in the second round is as follows:
021 versus 389, Arena No. 1, the first game.
179 vs. 504, Arena No. 2, the first game.
018 vs. 302, Arena No. 3, the first game.
…”
When Ye Chong heard this, he couldn't help but frowned. He didn't expect that it would be his turn to play so soon, and he was a bit unlucky.
Especially the opponent's number is 018, which means that this guy is the first batch of contestants to enter here. The first round of competition should have ended long ago, and there is certainly enough time to rest.
Ye Chong now wonders if someone from the Masked Martial Arts Club deliberately caused trouble and wanted him to be eliminated as soon as possible.
Otherwise, why would things be so small?!
But now that the matter is what it is, there is no point in thinking about it any more.
He quickly went straight to the third arena.
Unexpectedly, there was already a tall, fat man standing on the stage with the number plate 018 on his left arm, looking impatient.
Ye Chong couldn't help but murmur in his heart, knowing that his judgment was correct.
The opponent's current physical condition must be adjusted to the best, and he wants to defeat himself early so that he can continue to rest more and face the third round.
Whoa!
A man wearing a yellow mask flew onto the stage, looked at Ye Chong and said: "Please come on stage 302, don't delay the game time."
Mudd!
Ye Chong cursed secretly in his heart.
This voice is so familiar.
He's still the guy from Arena No. 10.
It seems like you have to be more careful.
Don't be fooled again then.
After he jumped onto the ring, he stood silently without squinting his eyes. He had already made up his mind. It would be better to do less than to do more. He would not speak if he could.
But the next moment, he looked at his opponent in surprise.
Junior martial arts warrior?
This guy is actually a junior martial arts warrior?
Ye Chong had a strange look in his eyes, but he didn't speak.
At this time, the man wearing a yellow mask said: "018,302, have you two invested in lucky eggs?"
Ye Chong didn't want to be troublesome at all, so he naturally shook his head.
The tall 018 asked with interest: "Lucky egg? What's the rate of return?"