Chapter 63 Extra: Martial Arts Contest (2)

　　Extra: Martial Arts Contest (2)

　　It was not until Damian broke into Gotham and put a knife to Bruce's neck that Batman learned that his son had participated in this world-renowned martial arts competition and had been eliminated in the initial round.

　　Qingque usually does not use divination to play cards.

　　The charm of any game lies in its unknown and randomness. Besides, if she uses divination to play cards, what is the difference between that and going to work? She needs to do divination every day when she works at Taibusi. If she does it while slacking off, it is the same as not slacking off.

　　But now, this ten-year-old kid, holding a long sword that was taller than him, jumped up to a height of 1.8 meters, and rushed towards her with his teeth and claws bared, slashing and chopping with the sword horizontally and vertically, with great vigor and vitality.

　　For a moment, Qingque suspected that the person opposite him was not a ten-year-old child at all, but an undercover agent sent by Fengraomin to infiltrate Luofu.

　　"Hey, you're not going to do that, are you?" After dodging the boy's attack again, Qingque tried to talk to him.

　　"Shut up, coward! Fight me!"

　　Time and again, he dodged as if he had predicted it, as if this guy knew every move he was going to make. But even his mother couldn't judge his attacks, so why could this weak guy?

　　Damian became more and more annoyed. He thought that Qingque looked down on him and felt that his attack was so superficial and full of flaws that he didn't even bother to take out his weapon.

　　Qingque dodged Damian's horizontal slash by bending down. This was a huge challenge for the little sparrow who had been staying in the office for many years. She even heard a low humming in her spine due to the heavy burden.

　　The low hum was naturally an illusion. Luofu Tianren's body was not in such a bad condition. It just meant that Qingque had no way to avoid it and had to show off a little.

　　"I don't want to be accused of bullying children," she said in distress, not surprisingly watching Damian's anger rise again.

　　Damian took out a poisoned dart and tried to block Qingque's path. The dart was as fast as thunder and looked like a black shadow in broad daylight.

　　"Snap." Three darts were blocked by three jade plates at the same time, accurately without any error.

　　Damian looked at the Mahjong table floating in front of Qingque and said, "Very good, you finally showed your skills."

　　He proudly pointed his knife at Qingque, confident that he could defeat this woman with his own strength.

　　"As a child, you are too unlovable." Qingque curled his lips and rubbed his hands on the card table:

　　"Let's have some luck~"

　　She drew two Qiong Yu cards, and then began to touch the cards, muttering something incomprehensible like a big gamble.

　　"You are playing cards? You are humiliating me!" Damian was furious. He thought this woman had shown her true skills, but he didn't expect her to play cards in front of him on this sacred battlefield.

　　"You will pay for your arrogance!"

　　Damian rushed forward, the samurai sword in his hand reflecting a dazzling light. This sword carried an unstoppable momentum, and the sword light was blazing. In martial arts, it could even be called the ultimate slash. It was a peerless blow that only a sword master could wield.

　　In the era of cold weapons, this sword technique is enough to create a new school. In other martial arts comics, it is enough to serve as the protagonist or boss's trump card. But unfortunately, he was born into the wrong comics. There is no place for kendo in the world of American comics.

　　But Luofu's world only believes in star gods.

　　"Oh, isn't this... a tie?"

　　Qingque took out Qingyise. His card-playing skills over the years also have something in common with martial arts. Before the dazzling attack like a meteor came, a string of jade cards accurately hit Damian's forehead.

　　"Hehe, with the favorable situation in hand, I can make a fortune quietly~"

　　Qingque watched with satisfaction as Damian fainted just as she had calculated.

　　"Phew~ That was a close call. My head almost moved away from my body."

　　The first round of preliminary tests ended and Damian was eliminated.

　　He was carried away by several Middle Eastern men who looked hurried, without causing any further commotion.

　　The player breathed a sigh of relief. He couldn't let anything happen to a minor on his territory.

　　Soon, the second round began.

　　The numbers on the big screen started rolling again, and the victorious participants began to be wary of each other. Players were surprised to find that the Flash was matched with Superman, and poor Barry chose to admit defeat.

　　System: "Why are you so surprised? It's because you don't want to fight."

　　The player said confidently: "With the speed of the Flash, it would be very troublesome to fight him. I can't let Emperor Gong Siming possess me on the spot to let him experience it. Why bother to do that?"

　　The battle platform began to move, bringing the two separated winners together. These flying objects seemed to have the properties of Xirang, and the two battle platforms directly merged together after meeting.

　　After the elimination of some unqualified guys in the first round, there are still a small number left, which means that most of the remaining players on the field are either world characters or player forces. The first round has just ended, and the odds for the second round have been put on the table again.

　　There was a lot of noise in the stands, and outside the stands, the doctors of the Danding Division were busy.

　　Bai Lu frowned and looked at the injured person who was sent in with displeasure, her hands moving non-stop.

　　Jingliu looked at her quietly without disturbing her. He just watched her from a distance and then turned and left.

　　She is not herself after all.

　　Blade looked at the armor in tomato and scrambled eggs color in front of him.

　　Silver Wolf said he wanted to find some fun for him, and the fun was to steal Luo Fu's database and let him replace a contestant. He was never interested in these things, and it sounded more like he had become the fun.

　　But Silver Wolf guaranteed that nothing would go wrong, and Elio also said it didn't matter. He was tricked onto the battlefield right after his demonic body transformation ended.

　　If he wasn't afraid of being too conspicuous, Silver Wolf would have wanted Sam to go up and try as well. He didn't know whether Lord Drinking Moon's cloud chanting technique was more powerful, or Sam's Ignite the Sea technique was more powerful.

　　Stark, who was staying in the Industrial Manufacturing Division, was startled by a message that popped up suddenly. He saw the note on the message and found that the armor he sent to fool the contestants had met his lifelong enemy.

　　He actually dared to come to participate in the competition? Stark remembered the contempt in the man's eyes and his disdain for his armor.

　　"Friday! Activate maximum attack mode!"

　　He was commanding remotely, determined to avenge Mark I's sword strike in order to prove his skills.

　　"Dan Heng's enemy, you are doomed to fail today!"

　　Iron Man played his words as he challenged Blade through the microphone. Interestingly, neither of them knew the other's name.

　　And Blade held the sword lazily.

　　He didn't react to Stark's words. He stood there alone, daydreaming. He just took a quick glance at the armor in front of him and gave the corresponding answer in his mind.

　　What the hell is this thing that the Industrial and Manufacturing Company has made? It’s so boring. Each generation is getting worse than the previous one.

　　The second round of the competition officially began, and Tingyun sounded the battle drum.

　　Before the armor was activated, the blade finally moved.

　　With one sword, there was no skill at all, it just stabbed in normally. The sword tip cut through the armor as easily as tofu, and cutting off the energy source that served as the core was even easier than raising an arm.

　　The armor just failed, and Stark lost even faster than last time.

　　The reason why Stark lost is very simple. First, his armor technology is still immature and is still in the exploratory stage.

　　Second, he himself did not take part in the battle, and the blade was unrestrained, killing directly;

　　Third, he was facing the blade.

　　Sometimes players don’t know whether it is more unlucky for Stark as an apprentice of the Industrial Manufacturing Division to face the former Baiye Yingxing, or for Mark Armor as an ordinary iron to face Zhili who was made with the afterglow of the Emperor’s Bow and Divine Arrow.

　　In short, with the end of that sword, Stark's remote control device went completely black. For the second time, he lost without even being able to say a word.

　　Then he reported Blade to the Cloud Cavalry.

　　Silver Wolf: "The wind is strong!"

　　With her powerful hacking skills (and the players' slackness), no Cloud Rider was harmed. This is cause for celebration.

　　Dan Heng looked at the big guy in front of him holding a hammer, with golden hair, silver armor and a red cloak. Judging from his uniform, he should be from Asgard.

　　Thor used his clever little head to recognize the person in front of him: "Yinyue! I thought you were dead a long time ago!"

　　He said warmly that as one of the top forces in the universe, the Xianzhou Alliance had naturally come across Asgard before. As both were immortal species, they had fought side by side against the evil creatures of abundance.

　　Later, Odin chose to recuperate and parted ways with the Xianzhou Alliance. He was thrown into the human world by Odin and had just recently gotten his hammer back. It was not until Luofu himself opened it up that he discovered that these guys were living on Earth.

　　"Why did you change your appearance? Is it an illusion?"

　　Dan Heng frowned slightly. He was forced to participate in the competition, but he didn't expect to meet an acquaintance from his previous life: "I am not him. Dan Feng has been reincarnated."

　　Speaking of these Asgard guys, each of them has a lifespan of tens of thousands of years, but they just don't have much brains. They fight and hunt all day long. There is no difference between living ten thousand years and ten years.

　　However, Luofu's immortality is the gift of abundance, while Asgard is a species that is born immortal. There is an essential difference in the manifestation of life. Perhaps the demonic body and the brain cannot exist at the same time.

　　Thor had also heard of the reincarnation theory of the Chiming clan. He scratched his head and said, "Ah, but your aura doesn't look like reincarnation?"

　　Dan Heng didn't know where this debt from the previous life came from, but he knew that the only way to stop this guy from asking questions was Canglong Zhuoshi.

　　This guy looks ordinary, but he is so sensitive. It's really incredible.

　　Player: "Isn't this martial arts competition open to only people from this planet? How come an alien showed up?"

　　The system checked the information and said, "He went through the S.H.I.E.L.D. procedures. We are still in the honeymoon period with S.H.I.E.L.D., so we approved it when we saw that it was the Avengers."

　　Player: "Wait, does that mean Loki is here too?"

　　Loki meets Banner head-on.

　　"Hmph, submit to me." He used illusion to try to confuse Banner's mind.

　　Hulk was enraged.

　　The Asgardian duo both lost.

　　The second round is over.

　　Compared to the Son of Batman who was eliminated in the first round and the Son of Odin who was eliminated in the second round, the mediocre Guinevere had great luck all the way and made it into the third round.

　　The screen scrolled again, and this round finally ushered in a large-scale heroic battle.

　　Wonder Woman vs. Seele;

　　Black Widow vs Hawkeye;

　　Batman vs Captain America;

　　Nightwing vs Luka;

　　Guinaifen vs Robin;

　　Jeppard vs Hulk;

　　Qingque faced Superman and surrendered directly.

　　Alan had something urgent to do, so Danheng automatically advanced.

　　Some superheroes won and some lost, and some even admitted defeat. After a few rounds, only two people were left on the field.