Food in comics

"Hello, please fill in the information here." A female salesperson in a special uniform and a scissor-handed hat said blushing.

The good-looking boy in front of her gave people a feeling of wanting to get close, and she couldn't help but look more.

The players who come to the Sky Arena to register are basically five big and three rugged men, or perverts who just think about fighting. A good-quality boy like this is simply the probability that he will never meet, and his attitude is naturally different from other people.

"I said, miss, your attitude towards us just now is different from this little brother!" a player who signed up teased.

"Yeah, I like to confess directly. This little brother is thin and tender. The society is sinister. The cute boy is very dangerous outside and needs the protection of his girlfriend!" Another person also said.

"If he falls on stage, there is someone who can drag him away and take care of him, right."

"Hahaha!!!"

The last sentence caused many people in the registration hall to laugh out loud. To such a boy, he would easily be eliminated, and naturally he would not be respected by others.

"Tear!" The sound of the paper being torn appeared, and the salesman was in a false panic, and it seemed that his performance ability was comparable to that of a superb acting little fresh meat.

"I'm so sorry, I accidentally damaged your information, please fill in it again." The little beauty said with a smile.

The practice of the salesperson, although it made a group of strong men hate it, but also helpless, not to mention other things, she only needs to submit the information, she can only go forward to claim the blank form and fill it out again.

"Okay." Ivan handed in the completed form.

"By the way, here are the rules. You don't need any conditions to sign up. You can advance to the lower level by defeating your opponent in the battle. One of the rules is that you can't use any weapons and you can only fight with your bare hands." The salesman was very gentle. Zhu Yifan said, this attitude is completely different from others.

"One more thing, I get off work at five o'clock in the evening and I am here." The salesman said with a slight twist on his right foot, his body twisted slightly, and his face blushed, which was a clear 404 hint.

"Is that so? I wish you a happy evening!" Ivan smiled at the salesman.

Looking at those black jade-like eyes, which looked like exquisite works of art, the salesman glanced at it for a while, and she saw a bright red and rotating gou jade.

"Bang!" The sound of the flapping of the table board sounded, which made her recover.

"Submit the information, don't be careless this time." The strong man said with an unhappy expression, especially the three words accidentally, as if they were squeezed out of his teeth.

"Over there, go in by yourself." The salesman said coldly.

At this moment, she was thinking about why she had to tear up this guy's information. It seemed that she had forgotten something, but she couldn't remember it, so she didn't have the attitude of entangled with that tall guy.

Not long after Ivan left, Xiaojie and Qi Ya walked into the registration hall of the Sky Arena.

"Everyone looks so strong!" Xiaojie said, looking around, seemingly curious about the strong men around him.

"It just looks big, but in fact the weak is dying, you can kill most of the guys with your strength." Qi Ya said the words of hatred without caring.

"Is that right?" Xiaojie was a little unbelieving.

"That's right, go and sign up with me. I haven't been back for so long, so I miss this place.

On the other side, in the competition area.

"Oh! The big guy kills him, hurry up."

"Fist, waste?"

As soon as they entered the venue, there was an endless sound of noise. The auditorium was full of people. Countless people were screaming, screaming, and ranting frantically. At the same time, many people were holding a paper ticket in their hands, which seemed to be a betting guy.

Wherever bloody places are, it is easy to give humans a feeling of excitement, especially this is also related to their own interests.

The excitement of punching to the flesh directly tore everyone's usual disguise and hysterical rage, so that they can relax. If you win a game, you can still eat a delicious meal. This relaxed state makes Countless people are obsessed and crazy about it.

At night, bring a female companion, or a certain kind of money trader, to experience the release of original desire.

Food, beauty, and all the excitement of fighting have formed the huge industrial economic chain of Sky Arena. It has to be said that the nature of human beings is really evil.

"Please take player 1689, player 1792 to the A-1 ring."

Not a few minutes after the voice on the radio appeared, the two entered the A-1 ring.

"Little guy, are you serious?" A hugely bulky man with full body muscles and a feeling of pressure lowered his head, looked at it a few times, and confirmed that his eyes were not his opponent. Fan said.

"Almost, please wait for another opponent to go upstairs." Ivan said with a lazy face, as if he didn't take this seriously, although he did not take it seriously, but still Annoyed the brawny.

"Cut, arrogant kid, this is not someone like you who can stray, you have to pay the price." As the brawny man spoke, his hands seemed to blast from firecrackers.

"The result of the test determines your level of promotion, so it is best for the two of you to use the strongest strength and knock down your opponent within three minutes to be promoted." The referee said the rules to both sides at this time.

"In three minutes, three seconds, I can make this kid lie down." The strong man said contemptuously.

"Game start!"

As soon as the voice fell, the brawny man suddenly fell to the ground, his whole person lost consciousness, and Ivan did not move his legs. This scene made many viewers stunned, and at the same time secretly said this guy's good luck.

"Player No. 1792 is in a coma, and No. 1689 is promoted to..." The referee looked at Ivan for a while, not daring to determine the level of the player in front of him. I really don't know if it is lucky or strong. To a terrifying state.

"Fifth floor." The referee finally said to Ivan.

Years of experience in refereeing made him more inclined to Ivan's luck instead of his strength against the sky, so he gave a lower level to avoid being beaten to death by high-level players.

The medical staff waiting in the audience quickly walked to the ring after the referee selected the result, put the stretcher off, and moved the unconscious players directly to it. The proficient professional ability, I don’t know how long it took to practice. It looks like this.

"I just moved his aorta, and I can wake up in about ten minutes." Ivan reminded the medical staff.

And Ivan’s words made the referee take another look, and he had to admit that he had gone, a terrifying monster came to the Sky Arena.