Final priesthood

The entire opening dance lasted about twenty minutes.

Then all the oil paint girls left the stage and the staff cleaned the ring.

Tonight's event officially begins.

A tournament host in overalls came on stage and said a few words, followed by the referee, followed by the two players from the first game.

The two men are very different in stature, and the only thing they have in common is that they both wear masks on their faces.

One is a grinning monkey mask, the other looks like some kind of feline.

"Can I wear a mask during the game?"

Lu Yuan asked Lin Zhiqin.

"It's not that I can, it's that I must..."

Lin Zhiqin shook his head and said: "The regulations of the competition require that you must wear a mask before going on stage, and it must be a mask provided by the competition."

"There are so many rules."

Lu Yuan couldn't help but sigh, no wonder there were so few people participating in the competition.

Playing with a mask on will affect your ability to some extent, so it’s understandable that some people don’t want to come to the game.

At this time, the two men started fighting on the stage.

Punches and kicks.

After a brief trial, it went straight into a white-hot state, and the fight was extremely intense.

Lu Yuan stared at the battle for a while.

Although there were broadcasts on the big screens on all sides, because the distance was too far, it was difficult for him to accurately judge the exact strength of both sides of the match.

Lin Zhiqin should be able to tell, his eyesight is much better than his own.

"The strength of these two people is not as good as yours, they are only amateurs in the fourth and fifth levels.

Before the semi-finals, it was difficult to meet any masters.

Even if we do encounter it, just admit defeat, there is still a resurrection match anyway..."

Lu Yuan heard that Lin Zhiqin was trying to comfort himself.

After thinking for a while, he said: "I have read the competition introduction online. It seems that you can get money in the preliminaries, right?"

"right."

Lin Zhiqin said: "If you fight effectively, the winner will receive a bonus of five thousand, and the loser will also receive a bonus of two thousand."

“What is effective combat?”

Lu Yuan caught these words in Lin Zhiqin's words and couldn't help but ask.

Lin Zhiqin shook his head and replied: "I'm not sure either.

However, it is said that the Mosaic religion has a unique method of judgment.

It has to do with their religious secrets.

At this point, many heavyweight competitions are not as good as them.

Match-fixing is so common that no game can prevent it.

But only the one organized by the Mosaic cult did it. "

Unique judgment method......

Fight effectively...

Lu Yuan chewed on these two words, feeling more and more mysterious about this so-called Mosaic religion.

At this time, the first battle in the ring was over.

The winner is the one wearing the monkey mask.

The whole battle was relatively harmonious and friendly.

One knew he was outmatched and immediately admitted defeat, while the other stopped in time.

The referee came up and announced the result of the game, and then the next game started.

Lu Yuan saw the player who had just won the first game take off his mask after getting off the ring, revealing a gentle face.

While walking quickly outside, he answered the phone.

It looked like he was rushing back to cook.

"If I agree to participate."

Lu Yuan withdrew his gaze and turned to look at Lin Zhiqin.

"How much bonus does the coach plan to get for each game?"

"Your own bonus will naturally belong to you."

"Um?"

Lu Yuan was stunned for a moment, and then his brows began to wrinkle.

Lin Zhiqin tried his best to get him to participate in the competition, but he did not get any bonus.

It is really hard to believe that there is no problem with this kind of "diligence" behavior that has no benefit.

Lin Zhiqin, perhaps sensing his concerns, smiled and explained: "I have already received a sum of money from the competition party.

For some reasons, I signed a contract with them before.

How many games do you need to bring someone with you?

The liquidated damages are very high, and I can’t help it..."

Is it really?

Lu Yuan refused to fully believe it.

But I can't find a strong direction to question.

So far, everything seemed normal except for the event itself, which felt a little weird to him.

It is exactly what Lin Zhiqin said.

It is a very formal event.

He couldn't find anything wrong with it.

“Actually, this is also a very good training opportunity for you.

Your basic training is good, and the next thing you need to practice is your fighting style.

The contestants in this boiling night fighting competition organized by the Mosaic Cult are not very strong, and there are not so many messy and dirty things.

It is just suitable for martial arts beginners like you to participate and enrich your practical experience..."

What Lin Zhiqin said solemnly was indeed the real reason for Lu Yuan's heartbeat.

If you get money, you can also practice actual combat, gain experience, and level up...

Even though some parts of the competition seemed strange, Lin Zhiqin always gave him the feeling that he was hiding something.

but.

Who in this world doesn’t have secrets?

He also has a secret of his own - the career panel.

He was not the only player participating. Yang Jiandong fought with Lin Zhiqin for a month, and he was able to "retire completely".

This uncomfortable feeling alone made him unable to convince himself to refuse such an opportunity.

At worst, I can only fight for a month.

However, Lu Yuan was not in a hurry to express his position, and just continued to watch the game on the ring.

Lin Zhiqin was not in a hurry.

Instead, he dropped the topic and explained each scene to Lu Yuan through the details broadcast on the big screen.

Lin Zhiqin is a professional martial artist, and the qualities of a martial arts coach are reflected at this time.

The fighting styles and techniques used by both sides in the competition.

Many roads are far away and cannot be seen at first glance.

But with a few words from Lin Zhiqin, he suddenly understood and discovered - "So that's how it is"!

After a few games, Lu Yuan felt that he knew a lot more about actual combat, and it seemed as if a door had been opened in front of him.

Looking back on my previous actual battles, whether in reality or in the conscious space of the [imaginary enemy], I suddenly felt that they were just random fights, "street gangster style" without any ideas or rules.

Many inspirations and ideas popped up in my mind, and my hands were itchy for a moment. I wanted to enter the conscious space and go to the rain alley to find a middle-aged man to verify it.

When watching Game 7.

Lu Yuan clicked on the career panel and took a look, and unexpectedly discovered that [Fighter]'s career experience had increased by more than thirty points.

"Good fellow, this is comparable to what I get from a fight with a warrior who has entered Dan!

Is this what is called listening to your words and winning ten fights? "

Lu Yuan was secretly pleasantly surprised, and even Lin Zhiqin, who was originally irritated by the sight, found it a bit pleasing to the eye.

"Ah wu——"

Suddenly, a shout came from the distant arena, causing Lu Yuan to look up.

This is the seventh game.

This one seems to be over.

As the winner, a man with a gorilla mask on his face did not step down immediately after the battle.

Instead, he suddenly let out a strange scream and half-knelt on the ground.

He lay on his back and violently tore open his clothes.

Then his two hands frantically scratched back and forth on his open chest, and soon the whole chest was scratched until it was bloody.

During this process, he felt as if he was having an epileptic seizure. His body was shaking and he was repeating a few weird syllables in his mouth.

"%\u0026amp;amp;amp;* # ....."

Lu Yuan saw that the referee who was also standing on the ring had no reaction to this, but quietly watched the man do all this.

"What is he doing?"

Lu Yuan was shocked and puzzled, and subconsciously turned his head to look at Lin Zhiqin beside him.

Lin Zhiqin behaved quite calmly.

“A loyal believer in Mosa.

What he shouted was the name of the Mosaic god of martial arts.

This can be regarded as a special way of worship for Mosaic believers..."

"Is that the goat head?"

Lu Yuan noticed that the man in the ring was lying on his back, and he was actually looking at the huge billy goat head statue hanging at the top of the venue.

He seemed to see a red light flashing in the empty eye sockets of the goat head.

"yes.

According to the Mosaic scriptures, their fighting god is a goat-headed figure, holding a sword in his left hand and a spear in his right hand.

Legend has it that this Mosaic fighting god can bestow upon his followers an unquenchable fighting spirit and an indestructible body in battle..."

“After all, it is a competition held with a Mosaic background, so it is normal for Mossans to participate.

You may encounter someone else in the future..."

Lin Zhiqin said before that he didn't know much about the Mosaic religion, but what he showed now was nothing like it.

Lu Yuan didn't ask, just nodded to show that he remembered.