Each round of the game was basically controlled within two days. When there were four days left in her game, he started the third round.
The third round is still not the case.
With only two days left in the competition, Fu Yizhi is ready to start the fourth round.
The first three rounds were not, and the probability of encountering the fourth copy was not high. In each round of the game, it was actually a gamble with life. Even though Fu Yizhi was a big shot, Fu Anan felt distressed.
"Brother Fu!"
Fu Anan woke up early in the morning and hugged Fu Yizhi's waist like a bear, "Please don't go."
Fu Yizhi looked at her sideways and said, "Stop making trouble."
"I didn't make a scene."
Fu Anan lay behind him, dragging him away, "I think the information may be useless. The qualification for the competition game may depend on luck. Don't go. You have been playing games for six consecutive days."
Fu Yizhi pursed his lips slightly, "There is still one chance to go now."
With your luck, the chance is so small that it can be ignored.
Fu Anan silently complained in her heart, then appealed to his emotions and reason, "Don't go, even if all the players in this round are S-level players, my strength is not bad.
Don't you believe me yet?"
As she spoke, she moved in front of Fu Yizhi and stared at his reaction.
However, Fu Yizhi did not respond.
This forced her to use her trump card.
Fu Anan unbuttoned the top button of her pajamas and pulled it down, revealing half of her fair and tender arms, and glanced at him seductively.
"Brother Fu~"
Fu Yizhi couldn't resist her charm!!
That's how confident I am.
Then, the confident Fu Anan was hit on the head by Fu Yizhi, "You are so naughty."
What the hell? Who is more indecent
At that moment, Fu Anan felt like she was stunned.
"Change your clothes. I'll go see the results of your training today."
Okay.
Just don't overdo the game.
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Today is the penultimate day of the competition.
Zhang Xincheng’s training was arranged like the college entrance examination. He worked very hard in the first nine days and had a day off on the last day.
Today's actual combat target also changed from other team members to Zhang Xincheng.
The competition venue was in a large square used for ordinary people to take fighting classes. Today, these students were evacuated in advance, leaving the square empty.
People surrounded the square, all of them came to watch this practical learning.
Some smart people even set up a betting game outside the venue. They bet on who would win between Zhang Xincheng and Fu Anan, with the odds of Zhang Xincheng being 1.1 times and Fu Anan being 9 times. This added interest to the originally boring and depressing life and was welcomed by many people for a while.
There is not much pressure, but there are many people involved.
So much so that even Fu Yizhi, who was sitting in the audience watching the training, knew about it.
"Master Fu, do you need me to ask them to stop?"
Fu Yizhi glanced at the crowd that was gathered around. The side of Yazhang Xincheng was filled with all kinds of supplies, and it was almost full; the side of Yafu Anan had only one or two shriveled steamed buns scattered around.
"Need not."
Fu Yizhi's gaze returned to Fu Anan, "Get something and fill up Fu Anan's side."
This is blatant favoritism.
"OK."
The players went down to ask people to place bets, and they changed the original odds of 1.1:9 to 1.1:5, which attracted some people who were eager for an upset to follow suit and place bets.
On the square
Fu Anan, who had just removed the bandage, was still a little uncomfortable. She shook her hands and looked at Zhang Xincheng in front of her with a serious expression.
(End of this chapter)