Everyone’s job transfer: This Berserker is too calm!

In the exclamation of the old pervert audience, the two beauties rolled together on the ground.

Although her strength is slightly weaker than that of the "gunman", she seems to be very proficient in ground locking skills, and she is like a loach that haunts the "gunman".

And as she struggled desperately, Qimaner seized the opportunity to grab her right hand with a wrist cuff, one leg stepped over the opponent's neck to lock her head, and the other leg stepped over the opponent's chest to lock her upper body.

Grabbing the wrist of the gunman's right hand with both hands, Qiman'er pulled her arm towards her chest, and the armor on her lower abdomen pressed against her elbow, breaking her arm with a snapping sound, causing the gunman to let out a piercing scream.

After breaking off the "gunman's" arm, Qiman'er quickly rolled over, and while she was unable to exert her strength in the severe pain, she flew to the top of the "gunman's" head, and wrapped her arms around her fragile neck, giving her a metallic oppressive naked choke.

The rear-naked choke lasted only about ten seconds, and the purple-faced, speechless "Gunslinger" kept slapping the ring with his left hand to admit defeat.

After the referee announced that Qimaner had won, Qimaner immediately let go of the "gunman's" neck, and raised her hand to throw a mouthful of milk on her.

"This milkman skill is actually the 'Light of the Sanctuary', and she has obtained this initial professional skill too well, right? The priest has more than thirty one-turn professional skills, and she can actually get two random signs?"

Ou Hua watched with interest Qiman'er who helped the "gunman" out of the ring on live TV.

As Zhao Huaiyu said, the mutation in the abyss has led to more strong people in the younger generation, and there are so many talented people in Yishan City alone, let alone nationwide.

After all, there are many people in this world who were born with a diamond spoon and have been leveling since they were young, and the top arrogant people who kill monsters don't care about the ranking of the Qingyun List, so they didn't come to participate.

However, in the era when there are more powerful people, it is often accompanied by disasters that are difficult for ordinary humans to resist.

"Uncle Zhao, who is my next opponent?"

The ensuing battle didn't seem to be fun, Ou Hua turned off the TV and sent a voice message to Zhao Huaiyu.

"Who do you want to be?" Zhao

Huaiyu replied with extra confidence, it seems that he relied on Ou Hua's signing to be on his thighs at the club.

"Come and fight someone, don't be Qiman'er, to be honest, I'm really afraid of her..."

Ou Hua immediately said, he didn't pick an opponent, but he didn't want to fight against Qiman'er.

Although Qiman'er is difficult, her strength after opening the skill far exceeds her.

No matter how hard she can, she can't stop her strength.

The most important thing is that she is her classmate, she defeated three second-turn professionals to reach the top 32 at Lv.28, which is enough to prove her hard work and persistence, and Ou Hua does not want her to stop at the top 32.

I don't know if it's my own delusion, Ou Hua feels that as long as Qiman'er doesn't meet her, she can achieve a very good ranking, after all, her toughness and the ground lock skills she just performed are really terrifying.

"You won't meet her, the 32-in-16 battle has been drawn internally, she is the worst, in Group P at the very end, you are the strongest, in Group A, the leader boss, unless she wins all the way to the upper bracket final, she can't meet you.

Zhao Huaiyu was silent for a while and then replied to the message.

Besides, even if she advances to the top 8, she should lose when she enters 8 into 4, and in that match, her opponent must be the extremely powerful second-turn hidden profession, which is not an opponent that can be defeated by hard work, courage and perseverance. "

“... Your battle arrangement is really dark.

Listening to Zhao Huaiyu's words, Ou Hua couldn't help but complain.

"Don't talk nonsense, it's a lottery in the system.

Zhao Huaiyu replied speechlessly, but he did not deny Ou Hua's complaints.

"Thank you, Uncle Zhao, I'm fine, so I won't bother you. "

For Ou Hua, as long as you don't meet Qiman'er, it's fine.

Looking at the OK emoji sent by Zhao Huaiyu, Ou Hua put down his phone and got up to move his body.

He was accustomed to going all out to farm monsters, and he was aggrieved for several days, feeling uncomfortable.

In order to maintain his best condition, Ou Hua came to the gym on the second floor of the hotel.

Looking at the macho men who were exercising in the gym, he shrunk his neck.

Although the smell of sweat, fox and feet here made him a little dizzy, he had nowhere else to go but to go hard.

Can't you go to the gym of Feng Xiaoxiao's girls' hotel to exercise, right?

When he thought of being surrounded by a group of coolly dressed beautiful girls, he could think of the scene when he was taken away for tea by the shoulders of those combat-ready policemen Shu Xiao...

After changing into his training clothes, he quietly went to the magic sandbag and moved his hands and feet, and then adjusted the crystal ball regulator on the side of the sandbag to 1000 strength.

His move is to make the macho men who pay attention to him around him smack their tongues, this strength value can only be achieved by a fourth-turn professional!

The blood mist shockwave was set off, and Ou Hua hit the magic sandbag with a beautiful downpercut.

Under his punch, the sandbag, which could withstand the 1000 power barrage, swung slightly.

The whispering around him also stopped in an instant with his punch.

Ou Hua's fist swing speed became faster and faster, and in the sound of breaking the air, the raindrop-like fist shadow hit the magic sandbag and constantly dented.

In a minute, the "Blood Engine" turned on again, and an even thicker blood flame rose into the sky, but it was blocked by a 4-square-meter square magic matrix.

After the HP drops to 50%, Ou Hua's strength soars to 739 points! The magic sandbag that can withstand 1000 strength points is swayed by Ou Hua's beating, and the depression after the blow becomes even larger.

Ou Hua, who had reached more than three hundred agility, turned into a blood shadow and continuously bombarded the magic sandbag, and the sound of breaking the air turned into a sonic boom.

Two minutes later, the "Blood Engine" turned on again, and the thick and viscous blood flame shook the entire building like thunder, and even the magic matrix almost didn't prevent it.

Ou Hua, whose strength had broken through to 989 points, seemed to disappear, and the entire gym could only hear the dense sound of a grenade explosion.

"Bang!"

The loudest bang to date was deafening, and the magic sandbag that had been beaten out of the swaying afterimage exploded with that bang, and fine gravel erupted from the massive breach, making a metallic scraping sound like a shotgun bullet on the magic matrix.

Ou Hua, who was finally refreshed, stopped his fist instantly, and he was still in the state of "blood engine" at this time, laughing extremely crazy, saying that he had escaped from a mental hospital, no one would suspect it.

Standing in the thick blood flames, he looked like a demon god who had walked out of the blood domain, but his eyes were exceptionally calm, and there was no sign of losing his mind.

"Where's the manager? Manager, my strength value is obviously less than 1,000, why did I blow it up? I'm afraid you didn't buy a fake, right?"

At this time, Ou Hua, who was full of thoughts of 'losing money',

shouted loudly.

When a macho man of more than 1.9 meters came over sweating profusely, in order to avoid losing money, he took the lead in complaining.