Gao Wu: You Stole My Quota And You Still Expect Me To Be Generous?

A fairly intense fighting match has ended.

Although the audience in the stands were still not satisfied, they also left one after another.

Xu Feng followed Ji Chang, and the two of them took the elevator to the third floor of the Fighter's House.

Here, he needs to do some physical tests to determine his current martial arts level.

"Is there no blood and qi test machine?"

Although Xu Feng rarely tests blood and qi, because his real-time blood and qi data can be seen on the attribute panel itself.

But he is not unfamiliar with the blood and qi test machine.

After looking around and not finding it, he asked with some doubts.

Ji Chang was not surprised and explained with a smile:

"Brother Xu Feng, the blood and qi test machine is something that only the official or officially recognized organizations have.

And this kind of machine actually has a big flaw, that is, it can be faked by converging blood and qi fluctuations.

Although the Fighter's House does not have a machine to directly test blood and qi, it can also judge the level of the warrior through other means."

Hearing this, Xu Feng nodded.

Indeed, the blood and qi test machine needs the people inside to automatically stimulate blood and qi in order to test accurate data.

But for someone like Xu Feng who has reached the perfect level of the Qi Condensation Technique, it is not too easy to conceal his Qi and blood value.

The two chatted while talking.

The chief accountant had already called two staff members in white coats, who pushed a small machine.

Xu Feng sat under the machine for about five minutes under the command of the two staff members.

Until the two staff members pushed the small machine away again.

He still didn't know what the working principle of that thing was.

Because Xu Feng only saw the small machine project a few rays of light to scan his body.

It didn't hurt.

As if seeing his doubts, the chief accountant explained again:

"The machine just now can test the condition of the warrior's skin, muscles, and even bone tissue.

Whether it has been tempered or not, and at what stage of tempering, this machine can test it.

Brother Xu Feng, your test report is out, let me take a look first..."

While the two were talking, one of the staff members had handed over a paper report.

After taking a look, Jizhang breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile:

"Brother Xu Feng, your status as a first-class warrior has been confirmed, and now you need to sign a broker contract.

Don't worry, the terms of the contract are very loose, and there will be no mandatory constraints on you..."

As he spoke, Jizhang handed over the report form and a contract.

Xu Feng took it and glanced at the report form first, then carefully read the contract in his hand.

Although the other party said it very clearly, Xu Feng believed in his eyes more.

But after spending five minutes carefully reading the contract.

He waved his hand and signed his name...well, signed twice.

"Brother Xu Feng, happy cooperation! By the way, you can call me Lao Ji."

Jizhang stretched out his hand with a happy face.

Xu Feng shook hands perfunctorily and said with a smile:

"It's a pleasure to work with you, Lao Ji! By the way, please pay more attention to the competition.

It doesn't matter how many games you play within three days, I will take them all.

But after three days, it may take me a while to come over."

Hearing Xu Feng say such a big word again, Ji Chang said with some confusion:

"Brother Xu, although I don't know whether I should ask, as an agent, I still want to ask something clearly.

Why do you only accept the competition arrangement within three days? Do you have something to do after three days?

Of course, if this matter involves your privacy, you can choose not to answer."

Xu Feng smiled, and said directly without hiding anything:

"There is nothing to hide about this, because I should be promoted to a second-grade warrior in three days.

When that time comes, as a rookie who has just entered the second grade, I will not be stupid enough to come here to get beaten."

Chief Ji suddenly realized, but he did not show any disappointment.

Because Xu Feng only said that he could not come here for a short time after being promoted to the second grade, but did not say that he would never come again in the future.

In fact, this is still a good thing for Chief Ji himself.

As an agent of a first-grade warrior, the value is different from that of an agent of a second-grade warrior!

Of course, the basis and premise of all this.

It is that the young man named Xu Feng in front of him really has potential, and it is worth it for Chief Ji to spend time on him.

Thinking of this, Chief Ji smiled and said;

"Brother Xu, if necessary, you can choose a mask you like, of course, you don't have to wear it.

I will report your situation here immediately. If you are lucky, you may be able to fight today.

And if you perform well at that time, there should be no less matches arranged in these three days."

Don't look at Xu Feng in a hurry to make money.

In fact, after knowing Xu Feng's specific situation, Ji Zhang, the agent, also became anxious.

Xu Feng nodded and watched his agent leave.

Then he was ready to listen to Ji Zhang and choose an uglier mask to cover up his outstanding appearance.

"Alas, it's not good to be too good-looking. I must find a way to cover it up.

Otherwise, people will only pay attention to my appearance and ignore my ability to make a living without relying on my appearance."

Xu Feng muttered narcissistically and stood up.

Choosing a mask is certainly not like shopping in a store, just pick it up and put it on your face.

Instead, you can choose it directly on the computer. As Teacher Xiao Qian said, it's the information age now.

Xu Feng even found that there is a simple matching combination function here.

After the selection is completed.

The Fighter's House will provide customized services to the fighters based on the facial data scanned before.

Xu Feng glanced at the various mask patterns on the computer page and looked a little disappointed.

Because most of them are animal masks, or clown masks.

"I don't want to be called Brother Gouzi or Brother Ji because I wear a mask."

After complaining in his heart, Xu Feng suddenly had an idea.

He opened the combination function and dragged in a pure white mask template.

Then he selected a double circle pattern from the material and copied 8 more.

After touching his face shape, Xu Feng arranged the nine patterns on the mask in the order of three on top, three in the middle and three on the bottom.

After thinking about it, he added some colors, namely blue on top, red in the middle and green on the bottom.

"That's it, the nine-tube mask!"

Looking at the finished product, Xu Feng clapped his hands and then pressed the "custom service" button.

That's right! The interface was opened for him by the chief engineer just now, and the corresponding person was Xu Feng.

It has to be said that the efficiency of the Fighter's House is still very fast.

Xu Feng waited for about twenty minutes.

A nine-tube mask that fit his face shape very well was delivered to him.

At the same time, the head of the department who had been busy before also brought him back a good news:

Xu Feng's first show in the Fighter's House is the second match of San Tian Zhong this afternoon.

However, the head of the department was stunned after seeing the nine-barrel mask on Xu Feng's face, and then said:

"Ahem, brother Xu, people who participate in fighting competitions usually give themselves a nickname, you should think about it!"

Xu Feng nodded, pointed at his mask, and said:

"Don't think about it, my nickname is 'Nine Barrels'."