Chapter 745 Fortunately, there is medical insurance
Lu Yao walked towards the octagonal cage. The spectators were visibly excited, and they all stood up, applauded, and waved their small flags.
"Strong wind! Strong wind!"
"Strong wind! Strong wind!"
The sudden encounter was a pleasant surprise to both the spectators and the organizers. They all put on their glasses, raised their bottles to drink, punched and shouted.
According to Zhao Zhenzhu, this is because gods cannot be looked at directly. In normal times, the power of gods can be suppressed by the rules of the Qin Dynasty, but in fierce battles, the power of gods is fully unleashed, which may cause pain in the eyes of mortals around them or even blindness, so this special protective prop is equipped.
This was the first time Lu Yao experienced the feeling and perspective of Dwayne Johnson.
The onlookers were watched this time.
However, it feels really good to be watched and cheered enthusiastically. The competitors on the field can't help but feel their blood boiling and feel greatly encouraged and ignited.
As he stepped into the octagonal cage, the scene in front of Lu Yao suddenly changed.
Inside is a small world shrouded in mist, as big as half a football field.
A voice sounded in the air.
"My two gods, please stop here, put safety first, and don't hurt the harmony."
The organizers are also cautious about the Battle of Gods.
Lu Yao looked at his opponent not far away.
Han Xiaoyu, the contemporary Guan Shengdijun, rolled up her sleeves and was stretching her legs. She was wearing glasses and said, "I came here to watch the show and kill some time. I didn't expect you to be here too. Let's play together. Let's show our true abilities. Otherwise, it won't be fun."
"How about just one song?"
She threw it casually, and a small spherical speaker flew into the air.
A wolf howled from inside.
"She turned off the evening light and covered her shoulders
Intertwined sparks imprisoned in sedimentation ..."
Lu Yao recognized it as Jacky Cheung's "Fatal Fury".
Safety first.
Many weapons appeared behind Lu Yao.
On the left is the [Immortal Slaying Sword] emitting a faint blue light.
On the right is the [Money-Making Whip] shaped like a golden mace.
[Thor's Hammer] and [Purple Lightning Hammer] are floating above his head.
Surrounding the body are [Dragon Binding Rope] and [Brianak].
Han Xiaoyu on the opposite side opened the five fingers of his right hand, and a long-handled weapon condensed in his hand. This weapon was shaped like a crescent moon, the blade was long and wide, the back was curved, and the blade was in the shape of a dragon head with angry eyes and an open mouth, silver-white like silk, mighty and ferocious.
Green Dragon Crescent Blade.
Han Xiaoyu dragged the mighty sword that was feared throughout China with one hand, the blade facing downwards, his eyes gleaming with cold light.
A green mist lingered around her, making her aura rise continuously. Behind her was a green dragon that appeared and disappeared from time to time, and a blurry and burly huge shadow.
The accumulated force made Lu Yao feel tremendous pressure.
He raised his hand reflexively, and lightning and thunder appeared.
…
Walking out of the dilapidated octagonal cage, Lu Yao was immediately surrounded by thunderous shouts.
"Victory, victory!"
This represents cheering for the winner.
Zhao Zhenzhu looked as if she had seen a ghost: "How is this possible... How is it possible that Wu Caishen is not your opponent in one round?"
"What happened? I only saw lightning, and then the God of Wealth disappeared..."
Lu Yao remained silent.
Isabel was instructed: "Leave here first."
"Oh, oh okay."
Although Zhao Zhenzhu looked confused and curious, she immediately led the way and shouted along the way: "Everyone get out of the way! The Guard Bureau is doing business!"
The enthusiastic crowd calmed down a bit, still looking at the winner with enthusiastic faces. Although they didn't know what happened, he defeated another goddess with just one move! The entire arena was shattered in an instant, which attracted crazy screams from men and women.
That was a terrifying power that surpassed the title of God! This was the first time I had seen a God of this level on the ring!
Totally worth it!
…
Lu Yao looked behind him again.
Han Xiaoyu had disappeared long ago.
Returning to Ye Xingzhou and starting the journey again, Zhao Zhenzhu was still curious and kept asking questions in a roundabout way.
"I only saw a lot of treasures appear around you, and then the God of Wealth entered the form of Guan Sheng Emperor. According to the file information, it should be the power of that title, which can continuously accumulate and strengthen... If she pushes it to the peak, it will be almost impossible to stop it."
"Then I saw you use that lightning to smash the entire ring into pieces in just one blow. The organizers were terrified, but the spectators were all very excited..."
"That's the [Five Dragon Shield] with Class A protection. It can't be destroyed by mythical items. It can withstand a miracle of faith of 1 billion levels..."
Lu Yao didn't respond.
The reasons are not complicated.
The power he exerted instantly was far beyond 1 billion, reaching 3 billion, and one third of his faith reserve was used up in one go.
He felt so painful that he couldn't breathe, and his heart was still bleeding.
No intention to answer.
Lu Yao began to reflect.
I'm addicted.
He shouldn't have gone on stage just because the modern-day Guan Erye invited him to do so.
Why are you going up there to fight? You are not a fighting god at all... There is no reward for winning, and it is embarrassing to lose.
Other gods go on stage to earn extra money and generate income, but I go on stage to perform purely at my own expense.
Lu Yao was filled with regret, very regretful.
On a whim, he spent a large amount of Fire of Faith.
Facing the contemporary Guandi, Lu Yao was under tremendous pressure. He could only use props to attack in a fight, and if he got anxious, he would probably just use the turtle punch. It would be too embarrassing to be seen by the audience... Then he used the miracle he was best at and most skilled at - lightning.
Lu Yao steadily consumed 3 billion fires of faith, covering the entire arena with lightning, and used all other mythical props for self-protection!
However, since [Thor's Hammer] and [Purple Lightning Hammer] both have the characteristic of reducing the consumption of lightning properties, the actual expenditure only requires 37.5% of the full amount of faith, which is 1.125 billion.
These were all dug out by the Lord of Tides in the mining area day and night. They were not easy to come by.
It’s hard to earn resources, but spending them is like water flowing.
Lu Yao deeply realized his mistake.
"...Mr. Huang, where did the God of Wealth go? I can't sense his presence at all."
Zhao Zhenzhu's voice interrupted Lu Yao's thoughts.
Lu Yao didn't quite understand this either.
Because during the entire battle process, both sides actually only made one move, and Han Xiaoyu disappeared after thousands of lightning bolts descended.
He just remembered a sentence Han Xiaoyu left behind.
“Fortunately, I have medical insurance…”
Then the person disappeared.
"He won't die, right?" Zhao Zhenzhu turned her head and asked cautiously.
Lu Yao said: "Drive carefully."
"oh."
Now Lu Yao was a little annoyed. He was not even sure whether it was really his decision to fight in the ring at that time. Did the Martial Saint have the charm of single combat?
Or was it that the name of Guan Erye was hard for a man to refuse? He decided to come to this underground boxing venue less often in the future, and to keep a safe distance from Han Xiaoyu.
…
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
Then Zhao Zhenzhu took Lu Yao and Isabel to another area, the gambling area.
Boxi is also an ancient entertainment activity of the Qin people. It is a card game played with dice and long wooden cards. However, with the development and improvement of the times, various new Boxi games have emerged in the Qin Dynasty, and various games from the outside world have been absorbed, including Mahjong from the Chinese world.
Simply put, gambling is chess and card entertainment.
If wrestling is singing and drinking at night, then gambling is casual chatting over tea, suitable for all ages.
The people of Daqin never get tired of this.
Lu Yao, however, had no interest.
So Zhao Zhenzhu turned Ye Xingzhou around and flew all the way north.
The north is home to various old neighborhoods, where most of the residents are people from less well-off local areas or immigrants who come from outside to work.
It was night time now and there were obviously few people on the streets around the area. Most of the doors were closed and there were few shops, which was in stark contrast to the bright and bustling nightlife in the south.
Zhao Zhenzhu skillfully shuttled through the alleys and arrived at a low alley.
There were quite a few people inside at this time.
There are stalls lined up on the ground in the alley, selling all kinds of materials, finished props, and psychic encapsulation cards.
“This is the dark market.”
Zhao Zhenzhu whispered, "They only set up stalls at midnight or before the sun comes out. The goods are of varying quality because the sources are very diverse. If you look around, you can sometimes find good things. The key is that they are cheap, but it depends on luck and vision."
Lu Yao understood what he meant.
Zhao Zhenzhu has already made it clear that there are a lot of stolen goods and stolen goods in these stalls in the dark market.
As for why he was able to survive in the capital, Xianyang, it was obviously with the tacit approval of the Qin government.
Managing a group of familiar and sensible thieves is more conducive to the stability of the city than letting them scatter and roam.
Lu Yao walked to a stall and looked at the cards on the black cloth on the ground.
Zhao Zhenzhu took the initiative to ask: "How to sell it?"
"It's Captain Zhao." The other party smiled and said, "These are new goods from abroad. They are 16,000 each. They are all genuine."
Lu Yao took them all.
There are both real and fake goods sold here. Zhao Zhenzhu only took Lu Yao to a few familiar vendors, and they all told him the truth about the goods.
In total, Lu Yao bought 103 psychic packaging cards, including another [Basic Interface Card]. The black market price of this card was 550,000, which was not expensive.
It’s a pity that I didn’t see the psychic device.
At this moment, a line of text appeared in front of Lu Yao.
【The signal collar is triggered. 】
He dug out a gold collar pin and pinned it on his collar.
Song Shiyi's voice came from my ears: "Mr. Huang, did you hurt Sister Han?"
Lu Yao asked back: "She went back?"
"Sister Han has been receiving treatment at the committee headquarters and has just left the ICU. Her injuries are very serious and she has applied for a long sick leave, which has been approved by the headquarters."
"But she said that you were fighting in the ring, and she was beaten by you and was seriously injured. Her right hand was broken, and both of her legs were severely fractured and she couldn't stand."
“…”
Lu Yao smelled a scent of conspiracy.
etc.
Could it be that Han Xiaoyu had lured me into a fight with her, intentionally getting severely injured, and then taking sick leave?
When she came, she smoked alone, lived alone, and drank alone in the underground boxing ring. She looked quite depressed and felt like she had lost all hope in life.
Lu Yao felt that it was really possible.
“…No way?”
Song Shiyi's tone was doubtful: "But the diagnosis report is very certain that her hands were really broken by you. They are comminuted fractures, and her whole body is seriously injured. The Qin Guards also confirmed this news from the scene."
"Did she ask for leave before?"
"Let me look it up... Sister Han did ask for leave before. She asked for leave to go... to listen to Jacky Cheung's concert in Wuhan, but she was temporarily transferred here. She hasn't heard the concert recently, so she is very depressed and said that one less concert to watch."
Song Shiyi suddenly gasped: "Is Jacky Cheung's concert so good?!"
“…”
Lu Yao was helpless: "Anyway, she is really injured, and no one can say anything. By the way, I will be okay, right?"
"The God's Wrath War is a local custom in Daqin. This is nothing. It is an accident."
After ending the call, Lu Yao scratched his head.
Han Xiaoyu worked really hard to take a vacation.
However, he was able to withstand the bombardment of 3 billion fires of faith and survive, and he is worthy of being the holder of the title of [Emperor Guan Sheng].
Just as Lu Yao was thinking, a man wearing a hat and a black scarf came over and said in a low voice: "Boss, do you want this? It's definitely a good thing, top-notch product."
Lu Yao looked at him.
The other party handed over a pair of frameless monocles that could be clipped on the ears. The workmanship looked quite sophisticated and delicate.
…
[Identifier]: It can identify the danger level of a target or area and mark its response.
【Identification and Calibration】
The ability is run by injecting energy to mark the target object, identifying the required effect and the intensity of the target.
…
Lu Yao tried it on and asked calmly, "How much?"
"Hey, 5,000."
The other rubbed his hands.
It means 50 million.
Lu Yao immediately paid for the goods and said to Zhao Zhenzhu next to him, "Go back."
(End of this chapter)