At the open-air competition venue on the top floor of Ginza, the captain of the Korean team in the most central finals, Fan Ji-hyun suddenly stood up. He raised an arm to signal to the referee and the audience. Then he said: "I'm sorry, we chose to abstain."

The audience, who were originally lively and were discussing the final outcome of this suspense competition, were stunned. The game commentators were stunned, and the staff present were also stunned.

Fan Zhixian said something and the audience was quiet.

"Just treat it as a reward for your keen judgment. I will send 8880 gold coins to the Blood Tender Guild in two days." Ignoring the shock of the others present, after announcing their abstention, Fan Zhixian turned his head and said to Zhu Peng.

"Why don't you continue? You should have a trump card that can make up for or even cover up the flaws. Why not open it and see if it can be used to turn the tables?" Zhu Peng frowned slightly. He also planned to let Chi Mika pick the Doomsday Envoy (Scarecrow) in the next game to see how Fan Zhixian dealt with it. As a result, the other party's sudden abstention made all his plans and plans fall into nothing.

"I, Fan Ji-hyun, win, and you will win completely without doubt... Today, I will give you this unquestionable victory. In this way, we can still drink with friends, right?" While saying that, wearing a windbreaker on the back chair. Although the other four Koreans were a little surprised and unwilling, Fan Ji-hyun gained great power among them, and with the poor performance of the four of them in the last game, there was nothing to say.

Fan Zhixian's words made Zhu Peng silent for a moment. He stared at the man in front of him. After a long time, Zhu Peng smiled and nodded in recognition very sincerely:

“…Of course, we are always friends who can drink together as long as you want.”

Fan Zhixian nodded with satisfaction when he heard this, and then he turned away with his girlfriend and younger brother. Although he abstained from the game, the man's expression and intention were not shown at all. The psychological qualities of the powerful professional player were undoubtedly revealed. On the contrary, a round-faced girl with short hair and round hair around him looked very aggrieved, and her round and cute little face was bulging into a ball.

Park Hye-mi was smiling beside her, not knowing what words were saying to comfort the lost Jinzhu.

The whole audience focused on the final winner, as Fan Zhixian said, except for the first place, the second place is no different from the last place. The originally impressive Korean team disappeared from everyone's sight.

"Now, let our champion team choose a representative to reach the highest point and accept the reward from the first heir of the Soros family: Miss Anne Soros." He slowly looked away from Fan Zhixian and others who had already dissolved into the dark night. As the captain and the most valuable players of the MVP game, Zhu Peng of course had to represent the entire team to receive the reward at the highest point of the venue.

"I don't want money, I want the Alchemy Equipment of the Soros family, where are you?" Zhu Peng, who had completely relaxed, stretched out his body. Seeing the atmosphere gradually transforming from hot and high to eating, drinking and talking, Zhu Peng finally showed a completely relaxed and peaceful expression. He asked his friends casually.

"The Alchemy Equipment of the Soros family... I also know that compared to jewelry and other things, life-saving equipment is more important." Yi Wen, who was pouting, responded. The beautiful jewelry finally ran away. Fan Zhixian's wealth and power had no intention of paying off debts at all, which made the female elf quite sad and fought so hard.

"I also need alchemy equipment. Anyway, I am eating and living at my brother's house. What do you need to do for money?" As he said, Bridget threw himself into Zhu Peng's arms. The little girl grinded and grinded in a man's arms. Zhu Peng's relationship with women has never been very good, but the relationship with children is amazing... Sure enough, the wife has to be raised from a loli.

"Brigid wants alchemy equipment, so I also want alchemy equipment to help Brother Peng."

"Mika, Sister Miko is working so hard now, shouldn't you help her? You have been working hard to be a professional player, but in fact you haven't made any money? You can withdraw cash for the 10,000 gold coins and let Sister Miko save it. You two have a support in the future." As he said that, Zhu Peng didn't care about Chi Miko's red eyes and helped the girl decide.

"I also want money, alchemy, enchanting equipment, etc., it is useless to me." This is Li Yue, who is obviously a professional player and a warrior's weapon equipment, and it is indeed useless to him.

"Please ask the contestant to come on stage to receive the award."

Accompanied by the speech of the host at the venue, Zhu Peng walked step by step towards the highest platform of the venue where Anne Soros was. Before walking on the stairs covering the thick red carpet, the old butler with a decent temperament in a bald black robe was already waiting there.

"Please follow me."

The old but majestic butler said, then he turned around and walked onto the red carpet steps leading to the highest platform on the scene.

As he stepped on the first step on the ladder, Zhu Peng felt keenly as if he had passed through a thin water curtain, and the upward steps were far longer than the long twists and turns seen in the venue.

The staircase covered by the thick and soft red carpet is a strange curve with exaggerated shape. It is only a long road to walk to the top through here. However, if you simply observe from the surroundings of the venue and do not really step on the stairs like Zhu Peng, you will feel that the beautiful and lovely little princess of a wealthy family is not far away from everyone.

It is obvious that the entire space centered on Anne Soros has been distorted by powerful spells. Any assassin who advances to the target with his own visual distance will probably die rhythmically.

"Zhu Peng, a pure-blooded earthling, has a mental qualification of Mud Bage. An orphan from the former Earth Qingshan Orphanage was adopted by an infertile couple when he was young. He worked as a farmer and pig to serve his parents since he was young. Until a year later, your adoptive mother was found pregnant, and the old couple had their own children... And you were kicked out of the house on a rainy night. It is understandable that for those poor families, you have become their burden.

And this incident has also become the root of your mental illness. It swallows emotions like a black hole. So you can never break through the boxing realm you have learned, because you are like a layer of gauze, you cannot truly understand the world, and you can never find the power of your soul in the touch." As he said slowly, the bald Tibers turned his back to Zhu Peng, and naturally he could not see how twisted and terrifying the wound in the heart of the man behind him was forcibly torn open.

Suddenly, the bald and white-haired old housekeeper slowly turned his head. Looking at the young man behind him who almost turned into evil spirits, Zhu Peng's muscles swelled all over his body, and the blue veins on his cheeks fluttered. I'm afraid that neither Yiwen, Chi Mika or Bridget would have been able to imagine that the gentle boy who would be together day and night would have such a terrible look.

"You can actually hold back and punch my back, which surprised me. In the investigation record, this matter is very important to you, right?"

"Geeh...ha." My chest was undulating, and after a skeleton in my body made a crisp sound that was meaningless, Zhu Peng let out a heavy breath.

"If my adoptive parents had not driven me out of the house, I would not have met my master, and I would not have been lucky enough to become the contemporary direct descendant of the Chunyang Sect of Wudang... I am a Taoist monk, and I hold my master's expectations. I have a demon in my heart, but I will never be pulled by it to fall into the demonic path." When I finished speaking, Zhu Peng's anger gradually disappeared, not being resolved, and it seemed as if this man was forcibly pressed back into his body with his strong will.

"...You are not concentration, you are just enduring. After coming to the earth, I often read the cultivation scriptures here. Chinese Taoism believes that Taoism is one foot taller and one foot taller. If you can't let go, you just build a Taoist dam to resist the spiritual demon tide. Once the tide rises and the dike is destroyed, you will be completely destroyed after the hard practice of the past twenty years. Let go of the declining Taoist beliefs and turn to practice fighting spirit martial arts with all your heart. With Zhu Peng's talent and talent, you can definitely go further on the new road." After saying that, he turned his head and Tibers continued to step and led Zhu Peng up the ladder.

"As a wizard apprentice, you have already done a good job in defeating multiple first-level warriors and obtaining their own professional qualifications. From the level of the earthlings, you have done a good job. But if you put this result in the entire Tongtian Witch Tower, such performance can only be considered a passing. In the plane of the newly conquered Tianlang God, you can choose a lion swordsman who practices "The Emperor of Martial Arts" with you to fight. They can directly use their hard power to kill the whole assessment... The power of the wizard world has created a stronger and weaker person in the same level, especially for non-wizard professions, martial arts no longer require hard practice day and night, combat skills do not require hard work, breakthroughs do not require bloody battles, and life and death are used as dogs for the wizard master. It takes more than ten years to seek a bottle of strengthening potion and pour it down, and you will directly break through.

The powerful wizard world expanded the combat power of 100 in each level to 120 or even 150, but also reduced the minimum limit of each level to 60. In those primitive ant planes, the basic value of combat power for warriors to break through the first level is at least 80. It can be said that the overly perfect training system of the powerful wizard world has created many maggots who have no possibility of improvement."

"I think, I understand what you mean. What you mean is: there is nothing to be proud of to defeat those professional guild war masters who have broken through with potions. Any warrior of the same level in the interplanetary plane is much stronger and more fierce than them."
Chapter completed!