My Cultivation Game

Lu Qing transmigrated and inherited a dilapidated sect.

He also discovered that with the help of a sect assistant, he could summon players into this world.

Then, the style of things cha...

Chapter 197 A Player's Day

On the other hand, although Meng Qi won all the time, each victory was not easy.

Anyone defeated by the wheat-skinned man would be thrown off the ring in various ways.

Doing this in an internal competition is undoubtedly disrespectful to the opponent.

But in a competition where strength is everything, if he does this, the loser will have no choice but to object.

Once you open your mouth, others will see that you are a sign that you cannot afford to lose.

There’s a saying that goes, “If you lose the game, even breathing is wrong.”

All the way down to the semi-finals.

Meng Qi faced off against the wheat-skinned man.

"Brother, why don't you just go down? You're the only one left in your bureau anyway, and it'll save time?" The wheat-skinned man said with a smile.

Before Meng Qi could react, he quickly laughed and said, "I was just joking. Please give me some advice, brother."

As he spoke, the wheat-skinned man assumed a fighting stance, and his eyes became fierce.

To put it bluntly, this kind of personality deserves a beating.

But judging from the results of the game, no one could beat him.

No wonder he dares to be so ostentatious.

Mengqi nodded and also struck a pose.

The referee blew the whistle, and the wheat-haired man took the initiative, took small steps close, and immediately threw a punch.

The punch came so fast that Meng Qi subconsciously stretched out his arms to defend himself.

However, when the fist hit Meng Qi's arm, he felt nothing.

It's a feint!

The real killer move is the man’s other fist!

The wheat-eater's other fist punched towards the blind spot on the side of Meng Qi's arms. This punch was very powerful.

"Bang!"

The boxing gloves hit Meng Qi hard.

Previously, it was this move that caused many people to lose the initiative.

The wheat-eater hit Meng Qi with a punch, then lunged forward, trying to use his weight advantage to knock him down.

Even if you can't knock the opponent down, you can still throw a few punches to expand your advantage.

If the opponent counterattacks against the offensive, then he will definitely get more points!

Xiaomaiman bumped into Mengqi, and then he noticed something was wrong.

Is this guy leaning against a pillar?

How come you don't even move your feet?

As soon as he began to doubt, he was greeted by a hook punch from Meng Qi.

The hook punch hit the wheat man's face, knocking him unconscious!

Before he could react, Xiao Mai felt Meng Qi's fists coming at him like a violent storm, forcing him to put down his arms to defend himself.

Why is this guy's fist so powerful?

In the audience, Meng Qi's colleagues in the bureau also cheered when they saw Xiao Mainan being humiliated.

Meng Qi maintained an even breathing and threw a series of punches. Then, he suddenly leaned forward and slammed into the wheat man.

The wheat man was hit hard, lost his balance, bounced onto the ropes, and bounced back.

His reaction was also quick. He took advantage of the situation and raised his leg, trying to kick Meng Qi.

Meng Qi took advantage of the situation and pressed forward, holding his legs and lifting him up.

The wheat man completely lost his balance and fell to the ground.

Then he felt someone pushing him.

The next moment, he fell under the ring.

"Sh ..." The referee blew the whistle and announced Meng Qi's

After Meng stood up, there was even louder cheering.

But on Wheat Man's side, everything became completely silent.

They had never imagined that their top player would be defeated like this! !

You know, this is the one their director praised, the one who won a place in the competition! !

When did such a powerful person appear in the police station across from us?

"That's all..." Meng Qi muttered.

Originally, he thought that the other party was very powerful, but he didn't expect that he was even weaker than those people just now.

That's not right...

Meng Qi remembered that he wasn't the most powerful one in the police station. The most powerful one had already been defeated by Xiaomai Nan...

Could it be that he was exhausted?

No, my own strength has also been depleted...

Is it because you eat more?

That’s not right. My colleagues also had their meal.

No matter what, as long as we win.

Meng Qi did not at all connect his victory with the game he played in the evening.