Zongman: Simultaneously travel through time and start a one-person chat group

"Hmm, a supporting actor uncle face? Are you Kuroki Gensai?"

"Yes."

When the other party responded, Qiao Qiao really felt a little impulsive - why not eliminate Hei Mu here?

After all, according to the logic of general hot-blooded fighting animation.

The protagonist's friend, the protagonist's nemesis, the Fang of the Destroyer that looks like the final boss, and then...

These three destined enemies were all killed by Hei Mu.

And the protagonist himself was beaten to death by Kuroki.

Now if I eliminate this outsider here, will it make the game more interesting?

The moment I had this thought.

Just when Qiao Qiao's fingers moved slightly.

"It's too early to take action here, young man," said Kuroki Gensai.

“It’s been noticed.”

Qiao Qiao was stunned at first when the other party noticed his fleeting thought, but he quickly understood what was going on.

"First of all?"

As the current ceiling combat force in the Kengan worldview, Kuroki Gensai is equipped with the top-level configuration. In addition to his superb martial arts, he is also the "first of the first".

The first of the first, the first of the right, the first of the last.

All three are means of prediction in fighting, the difference is the timing of prediction, which is before the opponent makes a move, during the move, and after the move.

Kuroki Gensai is the top-notch leader.

The first of the first means "the skill of sensing the opponent's intention and taking action at the moment when the opponent wants to act", which means that the first of the first includes the entire process from prediction to action.

However, the performance in the anime seems to be able to predict the short future.

Kuroki Gensai could even predict the moment a guy wearing a mask and ready to shoot at any time would shoot.

And in the world of Kengan, there is a strange power called the God of Foresight, which makes Qiao Qiao suspect that some fighters are cheating.

Therefore, Qiao Qiao's fleeting thought was enough for Kuroki Gensai to realize the future of the attack.

"Don't you want to fight?" Qiao Qiao asked.

"It's not the time yet." said Kuroki Gensai.

"Then I'll wait for you in the final." Qiao Qiao left these words and passed by the champion of the Yuanquan Tournament.

However, these actions really confused Tang's salesperson and laymen like Haibara Ai.

"Hey, what you just said, you don't think that this ordinary uncle can really make it to the finals, do you?" Haibara Ai asked in a low voice.

"Hmm? Are you doubting my judgment?"

"That's only natural. How can an ordinary person defeat a bunch of monsters?"

"monster?"

Qiao Qiao followed Huihara Ai's line of sight.

A group of guys with black backgrounds and white pupils were quite eye-catching among the fighting fighters. Wherever they went, many fighting fighters and groups subconsciously made way for them.

“It’s quite impressive.”

"That's the Wu clan. I didn't expect that even the assassin group would participate in the boxing tournament. Mr. Qiao Qiao, if you encounter this group of people, surrender quickly. I don't think anyone in the company will blame you."

The elite salesperson swallowed and gave a kind reminder.

In the eyes of the salesperson,

The Wu clan is a long-established group of killers.

And Qiao Qiao... was just a temporarily hired fighter from the East, not a famous one. Just as the boss of Tang’s company said - "Qiaozi's fighting experience so far is just that he defeated a little-known karate master."

Can you look forward to such an experience?

"Those guys are just like you, a family of Easterners who ran away to a foreign country to kill people."

Huiyuan Ai said: "In our circle, their reputation is very bad. While others are working hard to improve their skills, they started using primitive biotechnology."

"In your circle? Aren't they a killer group? How did they get involved with biotechnology?" Qiao Qiao curiously asked.

Ai Huihara, a doctor of biology, said with disdain: "They actually think that primitive biotechnology can lead to evolution by extracting the genes of excellent people? What a joke, notorious fellow!"

"..."

A scientist wildly complained about the Wu clan's primitive biotechnology.

"Breeding, then tell me, is it possible for me to be caught and brought back for breeding?" Qiao Qiao said jokingly.

40. Fist of Despair

"Breeding? Then tell me, is it possible for me to be caught and taken back for breeding?" Qiao Qiao said jokingly.

"That depends on your ability. If you are qualified enough, those losers will definitely take your inferior genes into their pockets."

There was a hint of joking in Haibara Ai's words.

"But before that, do you remember that you just told that bearded uncle that you would be waiting for me in the finals? What kind of agreement is that? If any of the uncles is eliminated midway, then I will laugh at your joke."

Huiyuan Ai witnessed Qiao Qiao's monstrous strength, "But I still think that the monster warriors created by the Wu clan's biotechnology are stronger."

"Not to mention reaching the finals, you may not even make it to the finals, but reaching the quarterfinals should be easy for you."

Just as Qiao Qiao and Huibara Ai were talking, a huge luxury cruise ship sailed into the port and docked on the coast.

A whistle blew.

A group of men in black walked down the ship's elevator.

"The Guardian, the Fang of the Destroyer Hall."

A fighter beside Qiao Qiao exclaimed.

"tooth!"

"tooth--"

Surprise, sigh, excitement, fear.

The originally noisy dock became quiet.

Only Qiao Qiao looked at these muscular warriors in black tights without mercy.

“They are all extremely high-quality stepping stones.”

Qiao Qiao murmured as he looked at this group of mobile combat experience with tenderness in his eyes.

As a contestant, I quietly waited for the organizer to announce the schedule.

However, as someone who had seen Kengan Ashura, Qiao Qiao already knew the next steps.

Members and guests of the Kengan Society, high-ranking figures, can enter the luxury cruise ship.

As for the rest... the representatives of Tang Corporation represented by Qiao Qiao, who are neither good nor bad, will be arranged to be put on another ship.

Fatal number.

But, can the Desperate be called a ship?

Looking at the huge cargo ship that was rusty and looked like it could sink at any time, everyone's face changed.

It was enough to accommodate the remaining people, but if compared with Kengan, the ship was a doghouse, a slum.

It's not that no one had noticed this cargo ship before, but because it was too old, they just thought it was a ship that already existed at the dock.

But they didn't expect that it was the "transportation" specially prepared for them by Kengankai.

"The difference in treatment is too big." Haibara Ai murmured.

"What the hell is Kengankai doing?"

Everyone shouted indignantly, but in the end, no one launched a desperate call for the boxing match.

The sky-high entry fee and the company's commission forced the remaining people here to accept the fact of boarding the ship.

Hundreds of people gathered on the 'Death', and were then divided into two groups again according to the instructions of the guardians.

Corporate representatives and stakeholders went to the second floor.

The fighters who need to participate in the competition continue forward along the corridor on the first floor.

It looks like they are allocating accommodation.

However, walk through the long corridor and step into the door at the end.

There is only a huge and empty conference hall here.

"what happened?"

"Don't the organizers allow us to sleep?"

Many fighters also expressed doubts and shouted.

However, Qiao Qiao was very clear.

What is the fatal number?

Deathmatch, a large cage designed to drastically reduce the number of contestants.

The tyrant Nero once forced the Golden Theater to close in order to let everyone hear him sing.

And the situation now is no different.

At this moment, the door suddenly closed.

A broadcast came from the loudspeaker

"Dear employers and fighters, we are sorry to have kept you waiting. Our ship has sailed smoothly."

"There are hundreds of companies participating in this conference, and 28 of them have received invitations from President Katahara and have obtained the qualifications to participate in the main competition in advance."

"The rest... must participate in the Kengan Fatal Elimination Tournament Preliminary Round. Fight. When the ship docks, or when there are only five fighters left in the cabin who can continue to fight, the preliminaries will end and you will be able to enter the main tournament."

"As the captain of the 'Death', I would like to inform you all that the 'Kengan Death Elimination Tournament Qualifying Tournament' has officially begun!"

"——That's all. I wish you all good luck in fighting."

"what?"

"You, the organizer! @#￥"

"What a joke, there are so many people here, how can we possibly hold on..."

Some people are confused, some are angry, and some have started cursing.

At least in their minds, the boxing match they participated in should be a formal one-on-one competition.

As a result, how are they treated with this treatment?

"You don't treat fighters as human beings."

While in the cage, Qiao Qiao glanced upward.

There is a transparent glass house in the shape of a roof, so that people on the second floor can see everything happening below through the glass that is almost floor-to-ceiling.

Now the Death Row is a cage that holds a group of fighters, while the spectators above lower their heads and admire everything that happens inside as if they were watching a cricket fight.

Because of the cargo ship, there were countless large cabins on the back, and in Qiao Qiao's cabin, there were at least a hundred fighters.

"A grand scene of hundreds of crickets fighting each other."

Qiao Qiao smacked his lips.

Looking at the fighters next to them, as the rules of the competition were announced, these people used their eyes to warn the people around them.

The look in his eyes conveyed the signal that everyone except him was an enemy.

The atmosphere is both subtle and tense.

It's like a pile of flammable materials tied together. It only takes a tiny spark to ignite it, turning the scene into an uncontrollable chaos.

However, this may be exactly what the organizers want to see.