MTL - Final Priesthood

Chapter 36: Listening to you is worth ten fights

 The entire opening dance lasted about twenty minutes.

 Then all the oil-painted girls left the stage and the staff cleaned the arena.

Tonight’s event officially begins.

 A tournament host in overalls came on stage and said a few words briefly, followed by the referee, followed by the two players from the first game.

The two men have very different body shapes. The only thing they have in common is that they both wear masks on their faces.

One is a grinning monkey mask, the other looks like some kind of cat.

 “Is it allowed to wear a mask during the game?”

Lu Yuan asked Lin Zhiqin.

 “It’s not a can, it’s a must.”

Lin Zhiqin shook his head and said: "The regulations of the competition require that you must wear a mask before going on stage, and it must be a mask provided by the competition."

 “There are so many rules.”

Lu Yuan couldn’t help but sigh, no wonder there were so few people participating in the competition.

 Wearing a mask while playing will somewhat affect the performance of your strength. It is understandable that some people do not want to come to the game.

 At this time, two people started fighting on the stage.

 Fistes and kicks.

 After a brief trial, it went straight into a white-hot state, and the fight was extremely intense.

 Lu Yuan stared at the battle for a while.

Although there were broadcasts on the big screens on all sides, because the distance was too far, it was difficult for him to accurately judge the exact strength of both sides of the game.

Lin Zhiqin should be able to tell, his eyesight is much better than mine.

“The strength of these two people is not as good as yours, and they are only amateurs in the fourth and fifth levels.

 Before the semi-finals, it was difficult to meet any masters.

Even if we do encounter it, just admit defeat, there is still a resurrection match anyway."

Lu Yuan could tell that Lin Zhiqin was trying to comfort himself by saying this.

　　Thought for a while, then said: "I have read the competition introduction online. It seems that you can get money in the preliminaries, right?"

"right."

Lin Zhiqin said: "If you fight effectively, the winner will receive a bonus of 5,000, and the loser will also receive 2,000."

 “What is effective fighting?”

 Lu Yuan caught these words in Lin Zhiqin’s words and couldn’t help but ask.

Lin Zhiqin shook his head and replied: "I'm not sure either.

However, it is said that the Mosaic religion has a unique method of judgment.

 It has to do with their religious secrets.

 At this point, many heavyweight competitions are not as good as them.

 Match-fixing is so common that no game can prevent it.

 But only the one organized by the Mosaic religion did it. "

 Unique judgment method.

 Effective fighting

Lu Yuan chewed on these two words, feeling more and more mysterious about this so-called Mosaic religion.

 At this time, the first battle in the ring has ended.

 The winner is the one wearing the monkey mask.

 The whole battle was relatively harmonious and friendly.

 One knows that he is outmatched and immediately admits defeat, while the other stops in time.

 The referee came up and announced the result of the game, and then the next game started.

Lu Yuan saw the player who had just won the first game take off his mask after getting off the ring, revealing a gentle face.

Hurrying outside, he answered the phone.

As if he was rushing back to cook.

 “If I agree to participate.”

Lu Yuan withdrew his gaze and turned to look at Lin Zhiqin.

 “How much bonus does the coach plan to get for each game?”

 “Your own bonus will naturally belong to you.”

"Um?"

Lu Yuan was stunned for a moment, and then his brows began to frown.

Lin Zhiqin tried his best to get him to participate in the competition, but he did not get any prize money.

It’s really hard to believe that there is no problem with this kind of "diligence" behavior that has no benefit.

Lin Zhiqin may have noticed his concerns, so he smiled and explained: "I have already received a sum of money from the competition party.

 For some reasons, I signed a contract with them.

 How many games do you need to bring someone with you?

 The liquidated damages are very high, and I can’t do anything about it.”

Is it really?

Lu Yuan refused to fully believe it.

 But no strong direction for questioning can be found. So far, everything seemed normal except that the event itself made him feel a little weird.

 It is exactly what Lin Zhiqin said.

 It is a very formal event.

 He couldn't find anything wrong with it.

“Actually, this is also a very good exercise opportunity for you.

Your basic training is good, and the next thing you need to practice is your playing style.

The contestants in this boiling night fighting competition organized by the Mosaic Cult are not very strong, and there are not so many messy and dirty things.

It’s just right for martial arts beginners like you to participate and enrich your practical experience.”

Lin Zhiqin said it solemnly, and it was indeed the real reason why Lu Yuanrang’s heart moved.

 With money to earn, you can also practice actual combat, gain experience, and level up

Even though some parts of the competition looked strange, Lin Zhiqin always felt like he was hiding something.

but.

Who in this world doesn’t have secrets?

 He also has a secret - a career panel.

He was not the only player participating in the competition. Yang Jiandong fought with Lin Zhiqin for a month, and he was able to escape completely.

This feeling of discomfort alone made him unable to convince himself to refuse such an opportunity.

 At worst, I can only fight for a month.

However, Lu Yuan was not in a hurry to express his position and just continued to watch the competition on the ring.

Lin Zhiqin is not in a hurry.

Instead, he dropped the topic and explained each scene to Lu Yuan through the details on the big screen.

Lin Zhiqin is a professional martial artist, and the qualities of a martial arts coach are reflected at this time.

 The fighting styles and techniques used by both sides in the competition.

There are many roads that are far away and cannot be seen at first glance.

But with a few words from Lin Zhiqin, he suddenly understood and discovered - "So that's how it is"!

After a few games, Lu Yuan felt that he knew a lot more about actual combat, and it seemed as if a door had been opened in front of him.

Looking back on my previous actual battles, whether in reality or in the consciousness space of the [imaginary enemy], I suddenly felt that they were just random fights, "street gangster style" without any ideas or rules.

 Many inspirations and ideas popped up in my mind, and my hands were itchy for a moment. I wanted to enter the conscious space and go find a middle-aged man in the rain alley to verify it.

 When watching Game 7.

 Lu Yuanyuan opened the career panel and took a look, and unexpectedly discovered that [Fighter]'s career experience had increased by more than thirty points.

 “Good fellow, this is comparable to what I get from a fight with a warrior who has entered the Duan Dynasty!

 Is this what is known as listening to your words is worth ten fights? "

 Lu Yuan was secretly pleasantly surprised, and even Lin Zhiqin, who was originally irritated by the sight, found it a bit pleasing to the eye.

Suddenly, a shout came from the distant arena, causing Lu Yuan to look up.

 This is the seventh game.

 This scene seems to be over.

As the victor, a man with a gorilla mask on his face did not step down immediately after the battle.

But he suddenly let out a strange scream and half-knelt on the ground.

 Lying on his back, he violently tore open his clothes.

Then his two hands frantically scratched back and forth on his open chest, and soon the whole chest was scratched until it was bloody.

During this process, he felt as if he was having an epileptic seizure. His body was shaking and he was repeating a few weird syllables in his mouth.

  “%&*#”

Lu Yuan saw that the referee who was also standing on the ring had no reaction to this. Instead, he quietly watched the man do all this.

"What is he doing?"

 Lu Yuan was shocked and puzzled, and subconsciously turned his head to look at Lin Zhiqin beside him.

Lin Zhiqin behaved quite calmly.

 “A faithful believer of Mosa.

 What he shouted was the name of the Mosaic **** of fighting.

This can be considered a special way of worship among Mosaic believers."

 “Is that the goat head?”

Lu Yuan noticed that the man in the ring was facing up, and he was actually looking at the huge billy goat head statue hanging at the top of the venue.

 He seemed to see a red light flashing in the empty eye sockets of the goat head.

"yes.

It is recorded in the Mosaic scriptures that their fighting **** is a goat-headed figure, holding a sword in his left hand and a spear in his right hand.

It is said that this Mosaic fighting **** can bestow upon his followers an unquenchable fighting spirit and an indestructible body in battle."

“After all, it is a competition held with a Mosaic background, so it is normal for Mossas to participate.

 Maybe you will encounter it in the future.”

Lin Zhiqin said before that he did not understand Mosaicism, but what he shows now is nothing like it.

Lu Yuan didn’t ask, he just nodded to show that he remembered.

 (End of this chapter)