Super Master System

"Didn't I tell you? Taishan collapsed in front of you, but the color remains unchanged. The elk is thrilled to the left but not blinking."

"Master, what you said, the disciples don't understand."

The disciple who came to inform him was incomprehensible, and the head suddenly said what Taishan, the elk, does it matter?

"Oh, forget it, what happened?"

"Master, some of our brothers received the reward you gave, so I thought that there were some gold coins left in the last reward, so I thought of replacing some weapons and equipment in the city."

"Who knows that the pill shop in Heishan City once heard that we were disciples of the Cangshan School, and the price would be ten times higher as soon as we agreed."

"Otherwise, I won't buy it for us."

Gu Zhong raised his eyebrows. There was someone behind this old boy Jiang Hai, otherwise he himself wouldn't have the courage to openly challenge my Cangshan faction?

"Then you crippled their people?" Just beat them. Why are you yelling and saying that the big thing is bad...

No, it's not that my precious disciple was beaten by them, right? Thinking of this, Gu Zhong immediately became serious.

"No, the boss, we didn't have to buy a pill, and we soon left that shop."

"Who knows that later we went to the weapon shop and the shop selling equipment. We all received the same treatment." The disciple's tone was a little aggrieved. How can I say that the Cangshan Sect is now an eight-tier sect.

Even if you don't have a discount, you have to double it.

"Just when we were about to return to the sect to report to you, the steward of Da Douchang stopped us. He said that as long as we can win a competition, we can get pill and equipment for free, and we don't need to spend a single gold coin."

"Don't tell me you lost."

When I heard it, I knew that it was a few old thieves from Heishan City who had teamed up to target the Cangshan School, but because of the disciples' personalities, they should be able to fight against it.

"Head, I hurried back just because I want you to go over and make the decision for the brother."

"We said in advance that we won the prize for the competition, and if we lose, we will hand in gold coins."

"I never wanted to play rogues on the battlefield. After the game started, the commentator told the audience that our Cangshan school disciples were willing to use one arm as a pledge!"

"If you lose, your senior will be chopped off!"

The disciple looked worried and his eyes were full of worry and anger.

Hearing what happened, Gu Zhong pushed the disciple in front of him on the old man's rocking chair with one hand, and comforted him: "The expression ability is good, and the Chinese class is not in vain. Sit here for a good rest."

"I just go..."

"Back~"

Before a word was finished, the head in front of him turned into a phantom, then disappeared, and a word "Hui" floated back from not far away.

The disciple was stunned and muttered: "The head...Do you know where the big battlefield is..."

...

Inside the city of Montenegro.

"Huh~huh~" Gu Zhong took advantage of the wall with one hand, panting.

Damn, I went too fast to see the road, and I wandered around for most of the circle, but I still haven't found the big battlefield.

"Auntie, where is the fighting field?" Gu Zhong asked in a hurry, dragging a middle-aged woman from his side at random.

The aunt who was suddenly grabbed by Gu Zhong was shocked, her eyes were magnified several times, and he roared at Gu Zhong Hedong Lion: "You~who~ma~"

Gu Zhong was clutching his painful ears, leaning against the wall paralyzed, his body falling continuously. Guilty said: "Beauty, I was wrong, sorry."

Is this the legendary Boeing magic? The sound line destroys the opponent's ears to achieve the effect of hurting the opponent's body and spirit. Strong, really strong!

As soon as Gu Zhong changed her mouth, the big voice aunt immediately turned into a shy little sister, covering her face and giving Gu Zhong some guidance. Gu Zhong nodded fiercely, and then quickly fled from the aunt's sight.

Dear disciple, this seat is here! wait for me...

Rushing to the big battlefield at a flying speed, Gu Zhong was grateful to his aunt that she had a little conscience and didn't deceive him.

An elliptical high-roofed building, with a few large characters "Great Battlefield" inlaid with gems stands on the top.

From a distance, it looks like a small martial arts arena, probably the martial arts arena in the north of the city is designed based on the arena.

Gu Zhong didn't delay too much. He threw a pack of gold coins to the waiters who were guarding outside, and suddenly there was a lady welcoming lady in revealing clothes to lead Gu Zhong.

"Take me to the most exciting one."

"Hehe~ The slave understands, man~" Miss Yingbin's delicate voice and her extremely charming eyes made Gu Zhong think she had misunderstood...

She won't take Lao Tzu to places unsuitable for children. Although it's okay to go for fun, it's not time for you next week!

Fortunately, when Yingbin opened the door for Gu Zhong, Gu Zhong saw his disciple who was competing on the stage at a glance, "I will go in by myself. Thanks a lot."

"Uncle don't need slaves to serve?" Miss Yingbin's reluctant eyes, she looked at Gu Zhong and felt a tingling in her heart. People who don't know think we are familiar with each other...

"Haha, no need." The door was closed invisibly, and Gu Zhong casually found an empty seat and sat down.

Looking around, the competition platform is isolated from the viewing field, that is, the people in the competition can't see the audience, it's like a two-person fight in a sealed venue.

But from the audience's point of view, the two warriors in the game are like dolls locked in cages, because the entire venue is in the shape of a rounded poke.

The seats of the audience are layered, and there is a magnified screen at the top, which broadcasts the real-time live broadcast of the battle to mid-air. Although the entire venue occupies less than one-tenth of the northern part of the city.

But it is fully equipped and the audience experience is naturally much better.

So no matter where you are sitting in the arena, you can clearly see the whole process of the game.

No wonder it is said that the warriors of the big battlefield are the least dignified, and I don't know what kind of treasure they have brought out to let my own disciples play.

Gu Zhong didn't look down on those warriors who worked in the big battlefield. After all, everyone had different choices. Not every warrior had to join the sect and then study and practice all his life.

For martial artists with lower qualifications, choosing to work in the big battlefield is easier and more enjoyable for them, and they can get the rewards they want, or other martial arts resources.

"Now our red player strikes again, a round kick, kicking the blue player to the corner."

"Is the blue player injured? It doesn't seem to be, he is up!"

Soon after Gu Zhong sat down, a strong standard bass sounded above his head, resounding throughout the venue.

It feels like a person is standing on your head and talking. You may not be used to it at first, but after listening to a few sentences, you can quickly blend into the scene.

Gu Zhong didn't think much about other things anymore, and turned his attention back to his disciple, who was also the red player in the commentator's mouth.