Fusion Computer: My Skills Are Not Serious

The fat man stood up and looked at Song Wenwen with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Looking at your appearance, you are from Nantangtian."

"I've heard people say that Nantangtian is a bunch of trash, and they don't even know who they are."

"It's like being raised by a stepmother, no, it's a compliment to say you were raised by a stepmother."

"You're just a bunch of poor people who don't want you."

...

When the fat man saw that Song Wenwen didn't do anything, he immediately started scolding him.

He believed that as long as he angered Song Wenwen, Song Wenwen would definitely attack first.

"Hahaha..." Seeing the fat man like this, Song Wenwen suddenly burst out laughing.

"What are you laughing at?" The fat man looked puzzled.

"Are you trying to compete with me?"

"Since you have already made your move, don't blame me for showing your sword too."

"Fatty, you lacked calcium since you were a child, and you lacked love when you grow up. You wear a hemp rope around your waist and a pot cover on your head."

"You are born to be a cucumber, you need to shoot! The day after tomorrow you are a walnut, you need to be hammered! You are a broken motorcycle in your life, you need to kick! Find a wife who belongs to a screw, you need to twist!"

"You waste air while you're alive, and waste land when you're dead."

"If you don't practice swords, you practice swords, referred to as swordsmen!"

"Not only do you have to practice the silver sword, you also have to practice the sword!"

"Your innate coquettish temperament determines that you can only be a slut in your life."

...

Song Wenwen's series of output directly stunned the fat man.

He saw that Song Wenwen was very silent before, so he felt that he would definitely be able to scold Song Wenwen into a rage.

Unexpectedly, Song Wenwen scolded people so dirty.

The more he listened, the angrier he became, and he almost couldn't help but attack Song Wenwen.

Fortunately, he knew the rules in his own rule field, so he held back abruptly.

"Fatty, don't you want me and Zuidun?"

"Come on, my master will give you two teeth."

"Do you want to hit me, come here." Song Wenwen kept provoking the fat man.

He was mainly unsure whether the power of language counted as an active attack.

If it doesn't count, the fat man will die.

It's a pity that he can't be sure about this, and he doesn't dare to bet.

"Go ahead and scold me, I'll move one of your fingers, and I'll be the loser!" The fat man sat down directly on the ring, looking like a dead pig not afraid of boiling water.

"Okay, little fat man, your concentration is good!"

"Then let's have some fun!"

As Song Wenwen said, he was about to open the ranch.

It suddenly occurred to him just now that there are many strange animals in his pasture.

If these strange beasts attacked Fatty, it would not be regarded as his active attack.

Because he didn't sign a contract with these strange beasts.

However, Song Wenwen discovered that on the Tianjiao Arena, his pasture could not be opened at all.

"What's going on here? Back then it could be opened in the Yellow Sands." Song Wenwen frowned.

Afterwards, he called Qiuqiu twice in his heart, but Qiuqiu didn't appear either.

"Is it because Tianjiao's arena must have absolute fairness, so this kind of external force cannot be borrowed?"

This was the only reason Song Wenwen could think of.

Fatty couldn't be allowed to be attacked by strange beasts in the pasture, so he had no other choice.

He didn't know what the consequences would be if this dragged on.

"No, you can't procrastinate like this. What if there are some hidden rules in Tianjiao Arena, such as: It's time, if there is no winner, if you kill both of them, then it's over."

"So, I have to find a way to let him attack me actively."

Thinking of this, Song Wenwen sat down on the spot, took out a bag of sunflower seeds and ate them.

"Big fat man, do you want melon seeds?"

"Look at the big and round melon seeds."

Song Wenwen took the melon seeds and showed them off to the fat man.

"Childish!" Fatty said disdainfully.

Seeing that the fat man didn't catch a cold, Song Wenwen took out some snacks with a strong taste.

Such as spicy small dried fish, spicy strips.

The smell of spicy sticks spread very quickly, and the fat man could smell it immediately.

He believes that no one can resist the taste of Latiao.

Especially for a fat guy.

Every fat person is born from eating, there is no doubt about it.

Therefore, compared to other people, fat people are less resistant to food.

Sure enough, Song Wenwen could clearly see that the fat man swallowed.

However, the next moment, the fat man took out some snacks and ate them.

As a greedy person, it is impossible not to have nothing to eat.

Seeing the fat man took out the snacks, a smile appeared on Song Wenwen's face.

Then, he put away his snacks and used the hyperlink to jump.

Came to the side of the fat man.

"Ah!" Then,

He yelled loudly into the fat man's ear.

This startled the fat man who was eating snacks.

He never thought that Song Wenwen would do such a thing.

He subconsciously protected the snacks, and then punched Song Wenwen.

For this punch, Song Wenwen didn't dodge and let the opponent's fist land on him.

"Bang!" The next moment, Song Wenwen was sent flying by the fat man.

Suffered a little injury, not very serious.

After flying out, Song Wenwen slowly stood up from the ground, wiping a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth.

He expected that the attack that Fatty launched in a hurry would not be too powerful.

As it turns out, it did.

After all, after being frightened, there is no time to accumulate energy for a subconscious attack.

At this time, Fatty realized that he had attacked Song Wenwen on his own initiative.

In an instant, a trace of panic flashed across his face.

Because, his domain of rules is mutual, no matter who launches the attack first, the strength will be suppressed by 90%.

He has sufficient confidence in himself and believes that he will never take the initiative to do anything.

That's why I made such rules according to my own strength.

Only by formulating rules that both parties must abide by can it be weakened by 90% at once.

Skills like the red-haired man's were one-sided.

Therefore, he can only weaken or strengthen 25% at a time.

However, he never expected that Song Wenwen would use such a method to deceive him.

At this time, he could already clearly feel that his strength was only 10% left.

"It's time to end!"

Song Wenwen said, using hyperlinks to attack.

Fatty, whose strength has been suppressed by 90%, naturally cannot be Song Wenwen's opponent.

Soon, he was killed by Song Wenwen.

After killing the fat man, a ball of white light appeared on Song Wenwen's body again.

Immediately afterwards, he disappeared from the ring.

When he appeared again, it was on the top ring.

At this time, he discovered that he was the only one on the stage.

His opponent is still fighting.

This surprised him a bit, because the battle between him and the fat man had already taken long enough.

Unexpectedly, his next opponent took even longer.