RPAGF Chapter 382 Losing the game is a small matter
Chapter 382 Losing the game is a small matter
Under the gaze of the crowd, two figures were seen entering the venue from both sides of the live broadcast.
The referee at the center of the venue slowly introduced everyone, "The one on my right is He Qiang from City E, and his realm is the first stage of the third stage!"
As he introduced himself, the live broadcast screen showed that the other person was wearing tight training clothes, had short black hair, and had a gloomy face.
Holding a short knife, he was ready for battle.
After the introduction, the referee turned around and pointed to Lin Bei who was not far away and continued.
"And on my left is Lin Bei from City Z, whose realm is at the third stage, second stage!"
After that, the live broadcast also gave the camera.
But the vast majority of the audience had a sense of déjà vu, and a few even recognized Lin Bei.
Especially the old men and women in the blind date park, even if Lin Bei turned into ashes, they would not forget him, but at the same time they were also shocked.
Several middle-aged women were sitting in front of the TV, watching the live broadcast.
His face was as black as the bottom of a pot.
"No, how did this gigolo get into the National Prodigy Competition?"
"Is this gigolo a genius?"
"So what if he's a genius? Who isn't a genius in the Tianjiao Competition? If I were you, I would say he would lose immediately!"
……
On the top of the land.
After the introduction, the referee stepped back and came to the edge of the area. He raised his hand and said, "Now I declare that the twelfth fight will begin now!"
The voice just fell.
He Qiang, who was not far away, had a ruthless look in his eyes. He gathered his spiritual power and the water under his feet surged, sliding across the field.
Raise your hands at the same time.
The water turned into bows and arrows in his hands. He drew the bow and shot the arrows in one go. Several sharp arrows transformed from the water came whizzing towards him.
Facing this attack, Lin Bei used the Phantom Steps, and his figure kept dodging the incoming water arrows like a ghost.
But this also gave He Qiang an opportunity.
The moment he got close, he drew out the dagger from his waist, and the water stream released from the spiritual energy on his arm wrapped around the dagger.
It looks like an auger bit.
"Flowing vortex!"
Facing this attack, the corners of Lin Bei's mouth slightly raised, and he knelt on the ground without hesitation, and this fierce knife.
Also passed over the head.
He Qiang couldn't hide the shock on his face when he saw this.
He imagined that the other party had countless possibilities to dodge. After all, considering the other party's body movement, it was not difficult for him to dodge his sword.
But he never expected that this guy would actually kneel down in front of him in front of the whole country. Doesn't he have any dignity? !
At this time, Lin Bei also threw a punch from bottom to top.
At this moment, He Qiang had no chance to dodge. Looking at the rapidly approaching fist, he almost subconsciously raised his left hand to release his spiritual power.
Condensed a layer of water barrier to block in front of him.
Unfortunately, he was still knocked away by this punch.
But He Qiang also took the opportunity to take a step back, creating some distance between himself and the fist, while trying his best to retract the dagger and prepare for a counterattack.
At this moment, Lin Bei was kneeling on the ground, and the distance of his punch was not enough to hit the opponent. Even if he wanted to stand up, he would definitely not be as fast as He Qiang who put away the knife.
Even the nervous He Qiang breathed a sigh of relief.
"It's okay... I almost lost..."
Just when he was celebrating.
Lin Bei's swung fist suddenly opened, and a thumb-sized porcelain bottle fell from it, but was directly shattered by the spiritual power in the palm of his palm.
All of a sudden.
The white powder in the porcelain bottle, blown by spiritual power, directly covered He Qiang's face. His face, which was originally a little dark, was immediately turned pale by the powder.
After doing all this, Lin Bei pulled out his right arm without hesitation, used his identity again, and his upper body almost flipped backwards.
He turned upside down and jumped several meters away.
On the other hand, He Qiang's vision was blurred by the powder. He quickly wiped the powder near his eyes with his hands and asked in disbelief.
"What on earth is this powder?"
As he said this, he couldn't help coughing.
Lin Bei replied with a sly smile.
"Don't worry, that's a special laxative I made. It works immediately. Can you feel it now?"
The voice just fell.
He Qiang, who was not far away, had also felt a dull pain in his abdomen, and his pale face suddenly turned dark again.
He asked with some disbelief.
"You actually used laxatives in a big competition like this?!"
But the response he got was Lin Bei's smirk.
The audience around were all stunned when they saw what was happening before their eyes. After all, who could have thought that in such a national talent competition, someone would use such a despicable method as laxatives!
Simply unheard of!
Anyone with any shame would never do such a thing!
Not to mention these people, even the referee was confused.
But at this moment.
He Qiang felt the changes in his abdomen and quickly looked at the referee at the edge of the field and said to him, "Referee, isn't it a foul for this guy to use laxatives?"
Faced with the question, the referee was also confused.
This is the first time he has seen such a thing.
He couldn't say how to judge.
According to the rules, as long as the National Talent Competition does not kill anyone, the use of laxatives should be reasonable and legal.
Thinking of this.
The referee could only show a helpless expression, spread his hands and responded, "Sorry, using laxatives does not violate the rules. This is a moral issue."
The voice just fell.
He Qiang had an expression that said, "Are you kidding me?" and his stomach started to growl and he could feel his intestines moving!
Even if you use spiritual power to suppress it, it is difficult to have any effect.
For a moment, he was so angry that veins popped up on his forehead.
"What the hell!"
After cursing, he grabbed the knife and wanted to hurry up and end the fight.
Lin Bei performed the Phantom Steps, his figure constantly dodging in the field. He looked relaxed and comfortable, and even had the time to applaud.
"I admire your spirit, but are you sure you want to continue? I know the laxative I mixed best.
Losing the game is a small matter, but we are fighting in front of the whole country, you don't want to be watched by the whole country to release yourself, right? "
This sentence hits my heart directly.
He Qiang stopped what he was doing and stood there in a daze.
On the other hand, Bai Luoli in the audience had an expression that said, "I knew it would be like this."
But Mr. Bai was much calmer.
Although it is somewhat morally corrupt, no one will care what means you use in a fight. As long as you can win, it is a good means!
However, unlike the two of them, the tens of thousands of spectators present all looked at Lin Bei, unable to suppress the anger in their hearts any longer, and cursed him.
"Is this guy even a human being? He used laxatives during the game, used such despicable means, and threatened his opponent. Are you even a human being?!"
"No, I was wondering why he looked so familiar. Isn't this guy the legendary gigolo on the Internet?"
"Fuck, I recognized him too! This guy wanted to be a gigolo just by holding a sign in the dating park, and he even used laxatives and aphrodisiacs when fighting with others in school!"
"This is not moral corruption, it's clearly a lack of morality!"