Godly Scratch-Off System

The spectating students could not help but feel contempt towards the two of them for their words.    

"I'll just do it then. With so much nonsense, I guess it's just another act."    

"It's also because our dojo's rewards are so generous that anyone who doesn't care would want to give it a try."    

"That's right. Strength can also be faked these days. Like doping. "Who knows if someone used a doping drug the last time he kicked a restaurant."    

Liao Xiaoduo knew they were talking about him, so he casually said, "Head, why do I feel like the scene is so messy? Are there mosquitoes? " Liao Xiaoduo obviously knew that there were no mosquitoes.    

"Quiet, the match is about to start. If anyone wants to see it, you can log into your own account and enter the viewing gallery."    

The jabbering students bitterly left, putting on their Virtual Helmet and connecting to the internet. Just as they wanted to enter the room, they found that the audience stands were already full.    

It was unknown if the news had spread from the inside or if the other party had spread it intentionally. Tens of thousands of spectators were seated in the spectator stands.    

The reason why the audience stands were set up in the competition field was because the platform felt that this match was worth it. For such a competition, the platform would charge a certain amount of tickets against the actual competition. There were no tickets to enter the room, so he could only watch from the traditional broadcast platform.    

Originally, this match was an internal duel, neither the dojo nor Liao Xiaoduo had thought to stir it up. But the platform sees great commercial value in it, so it automatically sets it up as a ticket entry system. This continued to attract people's attention.    

Of course, there was a lot of live broadcasts that did not eat fish, and as Mouth Top King and Yu Tian Qing were often linked, they were definitely among the anchors of this broadcast.    

This made the live broadcast room, which was filled with rain, even more lively.    

"Great Qing, you're really awesome. You can even transfer in such a big competition?" The fans were both excited and curious.    

"It's a must. My relationship with this God is extremely close!"    

Tan Qingqing added, "Follow me in the future. We'll be spectators for God's private use."    

"Great Qing, you're awesome!"    

Amidst the cheers from the fans, rocket aircraft flew up into the sky one after another.    

On one side, Liao Xiaoduo and John Smith on the other side were ready.    

Both parties were empty-handed, and did not choose a weapon arena. Only close combat could allow them to sense each other's strength.    

Although both sides weren't official martial artists, they were at the same level as beginner martial artists.    

"Head, how much of my strength do you think is appropriate?" When they were on stage, Liao Xiaoduo suddenly said this.    

"En..." Just do your best. "    

Previously, when Liao Xiaoduo fought with the people in the dojo, the 100% might of the Floral Manipulation Arts caused the older members of the dojo to fly out and injure them severely.    

Therefore, Liao Xiaoduo was a little worried about the severity of his actions. What if one strike was neither heavy nor light? Wouldn't that destroy the international friendship?    

On the other side, John Smith also seemed to have heard the voice. He said without any trace of politeness: "Those guys over there, if you want to fight, then use your full strength. Otherwise, it would be disgraceful even if I win."    

"Hehe, then I'll listen to you."    

John Smith's foundation was still Western Fist. Western-style boxing came from the format of the duel that was popular in society in the early days. It gradually evolved and took to the streets to fight, such as boxing, fighting, etc.    

What was different was that John had integrated some Chinese martial arts into his martial arts, so he had some tricks up his sleeve. Liao Xiaoduo looked extremely familiar.    

John Smith was a pure foreigner. Compared to a Chinese, he was also stronger in terms of physical strength.    

Thus, when fighting, strength and speed were similar to those of the same age. Liao Xiaoduo didn't think that many people would be able to beat him, and it seemed like he didn't need to cherish his strength at all.    

Facing this kind of attack, Liao Xiaoduo made initial contact and planned to retreat in order to advance.    

On one hand, he was using the Moon Catching Footwork to continuously travel and on the other hand, he was guarding against attacks from the opponent.    

Smith punched at Liao Xiaoduo's chest. Liao Xiaoduo blocked the punch in an emergency, barely managing to block the attack.    

Seeing that his opponent's attack failed to hit, Liao Xiaoduo instinctively withdrew his defense. Who would have thought that Smith's fist would instantly change hands and hit Liao Xiaoduo's chest.    

Liao Xiaoduo felt depressed. The air was not smooth and his strength was broken in an instant.    

John Smith's fist was still as vigorous as a tiger's. A thought flashed across Liao Xiaoduo's mind, "It's bad?"    

However, Smith revealed a happy smile. As he continued to attack, he shouted, "Brat, you're doomed!"    

Liao Xiaoduo was already struggling. He took a deep breath and jumped back. Holding his chest, he felt a surge of air flowing around Liao Xiaoduo's body.    

An extremely small muffled sound came out from Liao Xiaoduo's chest.    

"Bang ~ ~ ~"    

Then, Liao Xiaoduo felt a wave of comfort. He gradually straightened up and said, "Friend, that may not be the case."    

Liao Xiaoduo quickly rushed forward and hacked at the man's neck with his full strength. John Smith dodged and dodged to the side.    

However, the power still stirred up a cloud of dust.    

Smith had just used the acupuncture point attack, but he didn't expect it to be easily resolved by Liao Xiaoduo.    

And one of Liao Xiaoduo's sabremen wasn't a simple sabreman's attack, but a strategy of attacking from the east and attacking the west. John Smith was experienced, he could tell this kind of tactic at a glance.    

Liao Xiaoduo couldn't help but be more cautious.    

John Smith was taking the initiative to attack. His moves were all ruthless. Liao Xiaoduo did not dare to take them head on. He had been looking for an opportunity.    

Even someone like John Smith couldn't keep attacking with such a high intensity.    

Time passed, minute by minute, second by second. Liao Xiaoduo was always suppressed by Smith.    

"He really looks like a useless flair. Maybe he really did take some stimulants and fooled the head and the head."    

Zhang Quan, who was at the side, smacked the person in the head with his head.    

"You talk too much!"    

Zhong Zhen's face gradually turned serious. Did he really make a mistake?    

Even though the rain had cleared the air, the broadcast room was still boiling.    

"Could it be that I've seen a fake God?"    

"Great Qing, are you sure this Dugu Qiubai is Mouth Top King?"    

Tan Qingqing didn't know what was going on with Ye Xiao either. How could he be suppressed by the other party to such an extent?    

"I've been paying attention to this God. This Dugu Qiubai is indeed his account."    

"Then why was the God suppressed so badly?"    

"Why? You guys don't know who's on the other side? " A fan bought a piece of information, and after the rain passed, the broadcast room instantly became his podium.    

However, even Tan Qingqing was attracted by him.    

"It is said that this fellow is a young genius of the American League. "I've already kicked quite a few dojos in China"    

"But from what I see, he is not a martial artist. Wouldn't it be easy to get rid of him just by sending out a random martial artist?"    

"You don't understand. The rule of the challenge is that a newbie against a newbie, don't bully the young."    

"That means, this Dugu Qiubai is also a genius?"    

Once the guess was out, everyone couldn't help but look forward to see who the two of them were.