The so-called brave man never retreats is actually a slap contest.
Lin Zhiming didn't expect that a gang acquaintance would still like to play this kind of game, and that such an important position as the leader of the alliance would be decided by a slap contest. This was really a bit hasty.
It's a pity that he is a bodyguard and has no right to speak. If he raises objections, it will definitely arouse everyone's doubts.
"I can only think of something." Lin Zhiming began to think seriously.
On one side he was thinking, on the other side, after several bosses calculated it, the slapping contest officially began.
The big guys moved away to both sides, leaving the open space in the middle.
"Come two by two, the winner will be promoted and the loser will be eliminated. Who comes first?" Saru asked.
"I'll go first." Kevin was the first to speak. He believed that he was the leader of the alliance this time and was determined to win the position of the leader of the alliance. Therefore, it was reasonable to be the first to play. Moreover, he also
I really want Lin Zhiming to show his strength, so that he can also show off.
"Nah..." Lin Zhiming hadn't figured out the reason yet, but Kevin unexpectedly rushed to the shelves.
At this time, he really wanted to push Kevin to the ground and rub him, but thinking that he could still be useful to others, Lin Zhiming had no choice but to walk into the arena with his head held high.
"My subordinate is called Bruce. He is the most powerful warrior under me and my most trusted confidant. He is very strong. As for how strong he is, you can send people up to feel it, but don't blame me for not reminding him.
If you play the brave game with Bruce, you have to be prepared to be slapped unconscious." Kevin didn't forget to brag for Lin Zhiming.
"I thank you and your family." Lin Zhiming secretly slandered, but said with a calm look on his face, "Who wants to get married?"
The bosses around him didn't say anything. Everyone knew that Kevin was capable, so Kevin's first general must also be capable. He might still be a candidate for the championship. If he went up now, he would most likely be killed.
It would be better to wait a few more rounds, pick a soft persimmon first, and then wait until the strong players are almost exhausted before moving on, as there is no chance of winning.
Seeing that no one came up, Salu winked at his bodyguard.
"I'll do it." Salu's bodyguard walked into the field with an evil smile.
This bodyguard's skin is the same color as Saru's.
"Let me introduce to you, this is the most powerful warrior of our Gypsy family. His name is Marcelo. You may not know how strong he is. Let me briefly tell you about his deeds. Marcelo
Half a month ago, we had a battle with a strong man ranked 32nd in the Holy War, and it only took five minutes for Marcelo to successfully defeat the opponent." Saru said with a proud face.
Although there are many super warriors now, this does not mean that those warriors who were canonized during the holy war are weak. A simple logic, if your other warriors are using juice, the war saints are also using juice!
You can become stronger, and the War Saint can also become stronger.
Therefore, the War Saint is still the top combat power in the world at this stage, not to mention the top fifty people in the Holy War. He is definitely the master among the masters.
And the Marcelo in front of him only took five minutes to defeat the warrior at the Saint level. His strength may rank among the top 30 in the world!
A warrior with such strength is actually Saru's bodyguard!
No wonder Saroo would make such a suggestion!!
There was a hint of pity in the eyes of everyone looking at Lin Zhiming. In their opinion, this person might be very powerful, but if he meets one of the top dozens of warriors in the world, his winning rate should not be too high.
Could it be that the ownership of the alliance boss was decided so easily?
"I don't know why, but I felt very unhappy when I saw you. It was a kind of disgust that came from the depths of my soul." Marcelo walked up to Lin Zhiming and said with a ferocious face.
"Is it because your son looks like me?" Lin Zhiming asked jokingly.
"Hahaha, do you have something wrong with your brain? My son looks like you, do you want to say that you are also my son? Are you trying to please me?" Marcelo heard Lin Zhiming's surprise.
Laughed out loud.
Lin Zhiming crossed his arms and looked at Marcelo playfully.
Marcelo smiled and looked at the people around him and said, "Why don't you guys laugh? This guy said he is my son. Isn't this funny?"
"Marcelo, what this guy means is that your child was born to him and your wife! Where do you understand it!" Salu said angrily.
"Ah?" Marcelo was stunned for a moment and looked at Lin Zhiming doubtfully.
"It seems that not only is your son not yours, but your head is not yours either." Lin Zhiming sighed helplessly.
"No, there's nothing wrong with my understanding. My son looks like you, which means you look like my son, that's right..." Marcelo obviously didn't have a very good mind and never understood the meaning of Lin Zhiming's words.
Of course, this is also related to Lin Zhiming deliberately speaking awkwardly.
"What he said is that your son is like him, which means that your son was born by him. He is about the same age as you. How can he say that he is your son?" A boss couldn't stand listening anymore and couldn't help but remind him.
After being reminded by the boss, Marcelo came back to his senses.
"You guy, I was almost deceived by you, I'm going to kill you!" Marcelo rushed towards Lin Zhiming excitedly.
"Well done." Lin Zhiming's eyes flashed, and he was about to destroy Marcelo, but then Salu spoke.
"Marcelo, stop, have you forgotten where this is?" Salu scolded.
Marcelo stopped suddenly.
"If you kill the opponent like this, it will inevitably leave people with clues. All your anger should be kept in the brave." Saru said.
"Yes, I understand!" Marcelo nodded repeatedly.
Saru looked at Kevin with a joking expression and said, "Boss Kevin, what a good plan, we almost fell into your trap."
"Ah?" Kevin was stunned, what's the plan?
"Don't pretend to be stupid. You let your men deliberately provoke Marcelo and force him to take action. In this way, you can justly disqualify Marcelo from participating in the Brave Warriors. Then no one can threaten you.
!" Saru said.
"I didn't..." Kevin was about to argue that he didn't think so, but Saru interrupted him.
"No need to say more, let's get started." Saru said.
"Come on, let's start." Marcelo stood about one meter in front of Lin Zhiming, looking at Lin Zhiming with a fierce look on his face, as if he wanted to eat Lin Zhiming.
"This is my first time playing this game, so I don't know who will make the first move?" Lin Zhiming said.
"Use the simplest way to decide which move to go first, rock, paper, scissors." Kevin said.
"Rock, paper, scissors?" Lin Zhiming's eyes lit up, and he finally heard the good news.
"Yes, rock, paper, scissors, you two play rock, paper, scissors back to back, whoever wins gets to go first," Kevin said.
"No problem." Lin Zhiming smiled and nodded, then turned around.
Marcelo also turned around, with their backs facing each other.
"Rock, scissors, paper!" Following Kevin's command, Lin Zhiming and Marcelo raised their hands together.
At the same time, Lin Zhiming activated his ability to perceive.
All movements in the entire room were felt by him, including the movement of Saru's open hand behind him.
So, Lin Zhiming raised two fingers.
Kevin cheered excitedly.
The winner was decided, Lin Zhiming defeated Bu with a sharp knife.
"So what if I let you strike first? You may not know that the most powerful thing about our Gypsy warriors is not our offense, but our defense. Our defense is far superior to warriors of the same level. I bet your slap will not hurt you.
I won't get anything from you." Marcelo said with a proud look on his face.
"I heard that there are many thieves among you Gypsies. Is it because these thieves are often severely beaten by others, so their defense is higher than others?" Lin Zhiming asked with a smile.
"Fart, we Gypsies have been oppressed and humiliated by others for countless years. Many times, even if we are beaten, we can only bear it silently. It is precisely because of this that we have stronger defense than others!" Marcelo was excited.
said.
"Really? Then can I test your defense?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"Come on." Marcelo roared angrily and took a deep breath, tensing up his entire face and even the muscles in his neck.
The muscles are swollen, and you can tell at a glance that it has amazing defense capabilities.
Looking at Marcelo in front of him, Lin Zhiming smiled and waved his hand casually.
"Come on, let me feel the pain, I haven't felt pain for a long time!" Marcelo shouted excitedly.
"As you wish." Lin Zhiming raised his hand and threw it towards Marcelo.
This flick didn't make much movement, it looked very casual, and it wasn't even very fast.
In the eyes of others, this slap is just like playing.
In an instant, Marcelo was slapped on the face.
With a crisp sound, the ground beneath Marcelo's feet cracked.
Afterwards, Marcelo's face turned away.
Also twisted together was Marcelo's neck, and then his body.
A tenth of a second.
Marcelo took off from where he was standing.
In another tenth of a second, Marcelo had already flown to the wall next to him.
With a loud noise, Marcelo's body penetrated the wall and flew further away.
Boom boom boom!
Everyone heard a rumbling sound. Everyone knew that Marcelo hit something, but they didn't know what it was. They only knew that Marcelo hit several things.
Everyone stared blankly at the hole made by Marcelo on the ground, and then looked at the hole made by Marcelo in the distance.
Sweat slid down the faces of many bosses, and the silence in the hall made everyone's heavy breathing very obvious.