I am the king of fighting!

Chapter 146 Unlucky or Lucky?

The next day, afternoon.

“It’s so lively.”

Lin Xi stood in the contestants' entrance, looking at the dense crowds of spectators far away. He had spent most of the past two years in the sea, on islands, and on sparsely populated beaches. He felt a little uncomfortable encountering so many humans at first glance.

"Sir, it's time for you to go on stage." The staff behind him looked at the man in front of him with eager eyes.

The first round of the Alien Fighting Tournament is notoriously juicy, with many amateur players participating just to try their luck at qualifying. If they make it to the second round, they'll get a share of the prize money, which many poor guys can't refuse.

Therefore, there will often be a serious polarization in the first round of the competition, with the strong ones quickly passing and the weak ones struggling to qualify. The organizers of the competition are well aware of the essence of the game, and it is all about strong players competing against each other. One or two sessions is fine, but if it happens too many times, how can those fights that ordinary people are not even qualified to watch the game generate huge profits?

The strong and the weak are always contrasted. Without enough weak people, how can the strong be highlighted?

Lin Xi walked through the long corridor and came to his own ring No. 42. A middle-aged man in a white vest was standing opposite him in a very amateurish boxing posture and breathing heavily nervously. This was his third opponent. Like the previous two, he was extremely weak and could even be said to be an ordinary person.

They come here to gamble their lives. They go onto the stage and bet that they will meet five equally weaklings. As long as they advance to the second round, the huge prize pool will be equally divided among everyone, which is quite generous.

Unfortunately, the uncle lost the bet. He had to face the invited fighters on his first try. He might be severely injured and thrown off the stage. He had no money for treatment and could only lie on the side of the road and wait to die...

Thinking of the consequences for himself, the middle-aged man's calves were shaking. Some bad fighters would never let their opponents surrender and would just enjoy the pleasure of ravaging their own kind openly. As an ordinary person, he signed up just for the money and might even lose his life.

"Hahahahaha!"

"coward!"

The audience would not sympathize with him, but would only laugh loudly.

Lin Xi stepped onto the ring, and after the referee announced the start of the match, he did not move, but waited quietly for his opponent to surrender.

"Hey!" Seeing that his opponent did not attack, the middle-aged man's original idea of ​​surrender faded away. In previous competitions, those Internet celebrities who bravely fought against fighters seemed to make a lot of money, especially those who fought against foreign fighters, which attracted more attention... Fighting spirit suddenly emerged in his eyes, he shouted, and started running.

idiot.

Lin Xi's expression didn't change at all. He flicked his finger, and with a bang, his opponent was blasted away, landing under the ring. A big bump appeared on his forehead. He turned around and walked off the ring, waiting for the next randomly drawn opponent.

"Mr. Lin Xi, your next opponent..." The staff member glanced at the communication device in his hand that was synchronized with the large screen outside. His expression gradually froze, and soon turned into excitement: "It's Zhang Chu Daguan!"

Edmund Honda?
Shit, what kind of luck! Lin Xi felt quite speechless. In the first round, at least tens of thousands of people participated at the same time on the same day. What were the chances of him encountering a fighter?

"Zhang Chu Daguan! Zhang Chu Daguan!"

The audience outside was already boiling with excitement. As a national-level sumo wrestler in Japan, his popularity was incredibly high. He could almost be said to be the most popular player in the entire alien fighting tournament. When he faced off against the invited foreign fighters, the heat of the match suddenly rose.

Even the big screen outside started playing Edmund Honda's video and Lin Xi's previous battle footage.

Lin Xi complained in his heart but a smile appeared on his face. He had been looking forward to fighting with a master for a long time. After following the staff through two corridors, he came to the new arena.

As a fight between two fighters that had a clash in the first round, the fight between the two was delayed for ten minutes. The relevant staff were actively deploying more cameras and drones, reinforcing the ring, moving nearby contestants who were about to go on stage, and arranging commentary...

Ten minutes later, Lin Xi and Zhang Chu Daguan walked out of their respective passages and came to the ring under the watchful eyes of the crowd. The big screen that was supposed to scroll the player information and data directly turned into a live broadcast of the fight scene.

"Edmund Honda." A muscular man wearing a blue and white striped loincloth stood opposite and introduced himself. He looked a little scary because of the excessive number of muscles on his body. His face was painted with red oil paint, his hair was tied up, and he grinned: "It's our first meeting. Please take care of me."

"Lin Xi." Lin Xi felt the other party's powerful aura and couldn't help but become more excited. He unzipped his coat, revealing his upper body in a gray vest, and his muscles were equally strong. "I visited you when I came to Tokyo just now."

"I see." Edmund Honda suddenly realized, "It turns out that the fighter who wanted to visit me in my dojo more than two months ago was you—"

"Hey, Mr. Lin, no matter what the outcome is, there's a party at my house tonight. Would you like to come?" He made the invitation naturally.

"Of course no problem." Lin Xi threw his coat off the ring, stretched his neck, and when the referee announced the start of the game, he rushed forward.

"Now, let's fight!"
-
In a bar in Chiang Rai, Thailand.

The TV hanging in the air was broadcasting a live broadcast of the Japanese Alien Fighting Tournament. Compared with the Japanese live broadcast, the Thai live broadcast had the logos of the International Fighting Fans Association and Shadow Law in the upper right corner.

"There's a good show to watch!"

"Lin Xi, I have an impression of this Chinese man."

"The Chinese guy from the Street Fighter Tournament!"

"Hey~"

The people who came to watch the game and drink cheered loudly. The screen gave a close-up of Lin Xi's face and replayed a previous Street Fighter game.

In the corner of the bar, a skinny man with a bandage on his arm knocked on the table and said, "Miss, Miss?"

The woman sitting opposite him had short blonde hair and her face was retouched with makeup, her skin was dark yellow, and her facial features were fine individually, but seemed a little strange when put together. She was staring at Lin Xi's close-up on the TV screen, her clothes slipped off her shoulders, revealing the fair skin of her collarbone.

The skinny man couldn't help but look at the collarbone a few more times. While his heart was rippled, his nerves suddenly became alert. How could a drug dealer have such smooth skin? He suddenly touched his waist.

"Kacha~" The blonde woman twisted his neck skillfully, leaned the body against the wall, looked at the TV screen, and murmured:
"Loyal to you, Maalegobi..."

(End of this chapter)