103. Chapter 103 – Feast Eaters (Requesting Monthly Tickets)
Chapter 103 – Feast Eater (Requesting Monthly Tickets)
“Cluck cluck cluck.”
The thick and dark neck was locked by five fingers, the blood flow was blocked, and a section of violently protruding veins seemed to wriggle like a curled up earthworm, as if it was going to arch out from under the skin at any time.
The next moment.
The clenched palm suddenly loosened.
The strong man like an adult black bear sat down violently on the ground, both hands quickly covering his neck, his chest rising and falling violently, letting out a violent gasping sound like pulling a bellows.
“I I admit defeat!”
The eyes under the bear mask that had not yet fully withdrawn from their congested state were filled with the colors of horror and shock.
Without waiting for the referee to announce the result of the match, the man wearing the bear mask had already stumbled, rolled and crawled towards the edge of the ring.
The referee for this match slowly approached from the side, glanced down at the card in his palm, and hesitantly announced, “Feast Eater. Winner!”
Beneath the three-eyed goat’s head mask, Lu Yuan’s eyes fluctuated.
He looked up in the direction of his head.
And then he withdrew his gaze as if nothing had happened, casually shook his palms, and turned in the direction of the lower stage.
Feast Eater.
Referring to him.
In the second stage of the race, each player has a code name.
His code name was given to him by Lin Zhiqin.
It’s from a legend in the Book of Moses–
A traveler dying of hunger and thirst met a black goat in the wilderness.
The black goat took pity on the traveler’s plight and generously cut off his own leg, took out his own entrails, made wine from his own blood, and cooked a sumptuous feast to entertain the traveler.
After the traveler had eaten his fill, he put on the skin of the goat and praised the feast in the darkness of the night!
Very interesting story.
Isn’t it?
Lu Yuan scanned the Profession Panel and saw the tips of “Profession Experience +85” and a slight increase in Basic Finger Technique Basic Grappling.
This was his third match of the day.
The first two opponents, an amateur 8th dan and an amateur 9th dan.
This last one was the strongest, with an estimated punching power of around four hundred kilograms, and was clearly already at the professional level.
However, in front of Lu Yuan, who had 14 points of strength and a base punching power of close to seven hundred kilograms, it was not enough to look at.
In total, Lu Yuan only took less than three minutes to settle the fight.
“Three battles, adding over forty, fifty and eighty points of professional experience respectively.
Although it’s a bit less, it’s quite impressive if there are enough of them.
With another fight and a guaranteed two hundred experience points coming in every day, it will only take half a month for the [Fighter] level to reach lv7.”
Lu Yuan calculated in his mind as he stepped down from the stage.
Without being able to encounter “elite monsters” and “small bosses” like the crypt rat monster on a regular basis, Mosa’s arena was still his most important source of experience value.
This was also one of the reasons why Lu Yuan didn’t choose to avoid Mosa when he felt the “scrutiny” of the many goat sculptures around him and knew that Mosa wasn’t simple.
On the other hand, it was also because his own strength was getting stronger by the day.
The self-confidence that arose in his heart drove him to do so.
There are too many things at risk in this world, and avoidance will never solve the problem.
“Obstruction, shatter!”
It’s not about intellectual decisions.
This was the belief that one must hold as a fighter.
Just after walking out of the fighting arena, Lu Yuan saw Lin Zhiqin waiting at the entrance.
“Coach!”
Lu Yuan took off his mask, his face full of divine splendor floating.
There was a feeling of “Coach, how did I play? I’m begging for compliments online.”
“Well played.”
Lin Zhiqin nodded slightly approvingly before pulling out a thick envelope from his pocket and handing it over to Lu Yuan.
“This is today’s bonus.
A total of thirty thousand.”
Lu Yuan took the envelope, a trace of excitement flashed in his eyes and he sighed with slight regret, “There’s no next game? I thought there was a next match actually I can still fight another match .”
“There are plenty of chances.”
Lin Zhiqin said faintly before greeting Lu Yuan and leaving.
“I’ll take you home.”
“Oh okay, thanks Coach.”
“It’s okay.”
Thirty minutes later, a familiar intersection.
Lu Yuan got out of Lin Zhiqin’s car and stood under the light of the street lamp, waving goodbye to Lin Zhiqin.
He didn’t bring his gaze back until the car drove out of sight.
Reaching out, he rubbed his cheeks, his facial muscles a little stiff from the overacting.
Lu Yuan indifferently turned to look in one direction.
A few crows were perched on the side of a roadside trash can, pecking at the scraps of food that had fallen to the ground.
When the crows met Lu Yuan’s gaze.
Immediately, as if they had received some kind of order, they flapped their wings and their figures leapt and melted into the night sky.
Toward the direction where the car had just gone, they chased after it all the way.
Only after doing all of this did Lu Yuan turn around gracefully and walk towards the location of his home.
For the next three days, Lin Zhiqin would take Lu Yuan to Mosa to fight every day.
Sometimes it was three matches, sometimes four.
The skill experience, and career experience on Lu Yuan’s [Fighter] panel was dabbling upwards.
The slight sense of detachment that the two had felt on their first day of meeting due to Lu Yuan’s strength also seemed to have been slowly washed away.
They returned to a good working relationship as if they were both teachers and friends.
“Bang!”
The door to the public restroom was opened.
The room, which had been humming with voices, was abruptly silent.
The contestants wearing various masks looked at the door with their gazes swiping in unison, and some had already shown a few expressions of dissatisfaction underneath their masks.
However, when they saw the figure that appeared at the doorway, the majority of their gazes quickly shrank back as if they were electrocuted.
It was as if they were extremely afraid of the figure’s power, lest they attract the other party’s attention.
The tall and well-proportioned figure wearing a three-eyed ram mask walked in from outside the door.
He quickly passed through the public rest area and entered the separate lounge inside. Only when the figure completely disappeared did the quiet room return to normal once again.
“It’s the Feast Eater!”
“He’s already won twelve matches in a row, even ‘Tooth Bear’ lost to him today, and it was a lopsided, completely crushed situation!”
“Please, the tournament organizing committee must not let me run into him!
I don’t want to be abused.”
“It’s actually alright, in the current group of experts, his temperament isn’t considered bad.”
Lu Yuan opened the door of the locker and put the three-eyed ram mask inside.
Then began to change his clothes.
A wall away, the murmurs in the public restroom next to him were clearly audible to him.
“That’s right, I’m still very measured every time I strike.”
Hearing someone across the wall’s evaluation of himself, Lu Yuan responded softly with quite a bit of recognition.
After the consecutive matches in the past few days, he had gained a little bit of fame in Mosa’s “Boiling Night”.
His three-eyed goat mask, and his style of resolving battles within a few moves each time, had also penetrated the hearts of people a little bit.
“The experts seem to be getting more numerous.”
Lu Yuan pulled his t-shirt over his head, recalling the last battle that had just ended.
The opponent, codenamed “Tooth Bear”, was quite strong, and his strength was almost on par with his.
Moreover, he had thick skin and was extremely resistant.
If he hadn’t run into Lu Yuan’s perverted, almost deathless hexagonal warrior.
A normal fighter with a fist strength of seven hundred kilograms wouldn’t necessarily be his opponent.
“It looks like what Lin Zhiqin said about Mosa temporarily raising the prize money and modifying the tournament system to attract a large number of fighting experts to come over and compete is true.”
“It’s just that I don’t know how high the experts in there are, and when we can bump into them.”
Lu Yuan closed the locker door, put on his backpack, resumed his appearance as a mediocre high school student, and left through the back door of the lounge.
The situation at home had eased considerably, and he didn’t have much use for money.
The prize money wasn’t as tempting to him now as it had been.
What attracted him instead became the fighting tournament itself, the ability to have many opportunities to fight different types of fighters, brush up his experience, and increase his strength.
Walking out of the door of the lounge, Lu Yuan crossed the hall and went up to the first floor alone.
Then he found Lin Zhiqin in a car not far from the club’s entrance.
After the tournament was upgraded, the two were no longer as casual as before and began to consciously focus on hiding their identities.
After all, being probed before a tournament was a big no-no in fighting.
“The one against Tooth Bear today you fought a little bit problematic, if you pummeled his underbelly at the beginning, the follow up didn’t have to drag on for so long.”
As soon as Lu Yuan got on the bus, Lin Zhiqin started giving him a post match summary.
It seemed to have completely returned to the state that the two had once gotten along with each other.
Lu Yuan listened attentively.
While jotting down Lin Zhiqin’s words, he pondered about finding the same opponent within the consciousness space to verify it when he returned.
After a summary, Lin Zhiqin took out the familiar envelope paper bag as usual.
It was thick.
Compared to before, Lu Yuan’s prize money for winning three matches had now risen to one hundred thousand dollars!
“You now have enough points to get out of the line and enter the semifinals.
The later matches can be played or not”
Lu Yuan keenly sensed Lin Zhiqin’s meaning at the end of this sentence and opened his mouth to inquire, “So what does Coach mean?”
Lin Zhiqin glanced at him and made a move to start the car.
As the car slowly started, Lu Yuan heard him speak.
“Come find me tomorrow afternoon.
I have some things . To teach you.”
Consciousness Space.
Lu Yuan threw a violent punch.
The muscles on his arm rippled violently and his veins bulged, instantly rising a circle, before solidly blasting the chest of the burly man in front of him.
“Ka-ching ka-ching ka-ching–“
Accompanied by a series of bone cracking sounds.
It was as if the latter had been hit head-on by a high-speed car.
The entire person violently fell backward in a frenzy.
“Stop!”
Lu Yuan pressed the pause button.
Then he walked swiftly to the side of the strong man, tore open the clothes on his chest, and scrutinized the traces of the wound he had inflicted on himself.
The whole place is sunken down a piece, the skin and flesh is propped up to white.
Lu Yuan, however, couldn’t help but reveal a surprised look.
“Even if I don’t use a must-kill technique, just a simple [Special Power Generation] double burst.
It’s still enough for me to punch through this layer of skin and flesh ah.”
Lu Yuan thought about it and chose to enter the latter’s body with his consciousness.
Without going into the bloatedness and sluggishness, Lu Yuan’s entire mind was focused on experiencing the surface flesh of this body.
He realized with a start.
The toughness of the skin and the tightness of the muscles of this opponent named Tooth Bear were far beyond his expectations.
“It’s a bit stronger than my 15-point physique!”
“But then again, it’s clear that his physique is definitely not up to 15 points!”
Lu Yuan’s eyes flashed violently, his brain thinking quickly .
Suddenly, a certain point came to him all of a sudden.
“Practice meat!”
On the night he encountered the Crow God Servant, Zhou Ling had mentioned to him the name of a level in martial arts – practicing flesh!
“Could this guy be because he has specially hammered his skin and flesh.
Is that why the defense of the skin and flesh is so amazing?”
Lu Yuan’s consciousness withdrew and felt his body, which he had been quite satisfied with, and his face changed color for a while.
It quickly became firm.
“No, I must ask Lin Zhiqin later.
No matter what, we must learn this practicing method!”
There’s one more shift today.
Then, begging for monthly votes ！！！！
(End of chapter)