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A handsome guy, of course, refers to his appearance.
Mask, a metaphor that he hides his identity, just like wearing a mask.
When this mask is unveiled, I believe it will shock everyone's attention!
"Oh, Mr. Luo, we are really unlucky"
"I suggest, let's just abstain."
After coming out of the central hall, the old Pittman, the boss of the ufc league, and his agent Jessica ran to Luo Yun to complain.
"What's wrong? Why did you abstain?"
Luo Yun looked at him strangely.
Old Pittman sighed, "Mr. Luo, you may not know that Miss Garfield's opponent is the god of boxing in our country, Williams!"
"Just look at the capital that hired him. The Michelin Group, which is an authoritative appraisal agency in the global catering industry, has tens of billions of dollars in assets. How can such a behemoth hire the weak?"
Michelin?
Luo Yun blinked, "Isn't that a tire seller? Are they so powerful?"
Fatty Yan: ""
"Luo Yun, what are you talking about? A tire seller?"
Tang Yafei slapped him angrily, Luo Yun smiled, "Mr. Pittman, what level is this Williams? Just boxing, is he really that good?"
"Williams is known as the god of boxing, and it's not for nothing!"
At this time, the Jessica popularizer went online and said with a serious face: "Williams Hobrant, 40 years old, he dominated the world boxing world from the age of 16 to 26 years old, and fought all the invincible fighters in all major classes. !Because he couldn't find an opponent, he had no choice but to retire and only participated in the World Martial Arts Conference these years."
"The Michelin Group spent more than 500 million gold in order to recruit him!"
"Mr. Luo, Williams may not be able to beat you, but Ms. Garfield will definitely not be able to compete because his strength rating is as high as A-level!"
(Elementary, Intermediate, Advanced, Top)
Luo Yun frowned fiercely.
A-level advanced? Peak military general?
A boxer who is as strong as a top military general?
He really felt a little incredible.
"Okay, I will tell Garfield to abstain."
Luo Yun nodded.
Peak generals, this is indeed not an existence that Garfield can match.
"It seems that this Ten Thousand Nations Martial Arts Conference is indeed a gathering of masters."
"Don't underestimate it."
Speechless all night.
The next day, ten o'clock in the morning.
Thousands of people hurriedly rushed to the World Arena, everyone's faces were full of excitement and excitement, because the five-year global martial arts feast finally started!
The huge open-air hall is enough to accommodate ten thousand people at the same time.
The scene was noisy.
Luo Yun entrusted the relationship of the Qin family to get a seat with a fairly good view, located in the center of the seat.
"Amitabha, Lord Luo, hello."
As soon as Luo Yun brought Tang Yafei and the three daughters over, he saw an eight-foot-tall monk in a loose cassock, standing up and facing him.
"Master Yuantong, hello."
Luo Yun clasped his hands together and saluted like a monk.
"There is no need for benefactor Luo, please sit down."
Monk Yuantong has a fat head and big ears, a smile on his face, and a very kind person.
He comes from the number one temple in the ages, Jumo Vajra Temple.
One of the two holy places of martial arts in Huaguo.
Luo Yun knew the name of another holy place called Ghost Valley.
King Kong Temple, Ghost Valley, one Buddha and one Buddha, it is said that the power will overwhelm the five prominent families.
Behind him, Tang Yafei, Luo Yinping, and Garfield all sat down, while Fatty Yan also sat beside him under his favor.
"Young Master Luo, let me introduce you."
"This is my fighter, Huang Xiaolong."
Fatty Yan smiled, and motioned to a young man in his early twenties beside him.
This Huang Xiaolong has a simple face, but his figure is somewhat similar to that of Bruce Lee.
"Yes, Not Bad."
Luo Yun glanced up and down.
Facing such a small character, he was too lazy to use the insight of the three realms.
"Younger than me?"
"Why pretend to be deep?"
Huang Xiaolong frowned secretly.
he isHe knew that this Luo Yun was named the "Backdoor Dog" by Huaguo fighters. It is said that he was able to get the place for the competition because he praised the stinky feet of Master Young Lin. His own strength is not very good.
"Master Luo, it seems that the fourth game is you."
At this time, Monk Yuantong brought a tablet computer from nowhere, on which was the ranking list of the battle.
The monk was playing on the ipad. This scene made Luo Yun feel a little funny, "That's right, I'm going to play soon."
"Let me see, Master Luo, your opponent is the ebony from Weir Iron and Steel Company, Hey, Wayne Jetun, Wenwei Uvin Osass Hey, this name is too confusing."
"This is a steel company in Brazil with a market capitalization of only US$2 billion."
"Steady."
Monk Yuantong said with a smile.
As soon as the words fell, a pair of chubby, white and tender hands stretched out from the side seat, "Uncle, can you return the tablet to me? I want to play the game for a while."
The person who spoke was a young monk, twelve or thirteen years old, with a shaved head and burnt scars. He was very cute and pink.
Eyes full of longing for video games.
"Wow!"
"What a cute little monk!"
Garfield immediately ran over, touched the little monk's head, and rubbed his flushed face.
"Female female benefactor, what are you doing?"
"Men and men men and women can't kiss each other!"
The little novice's face was flushed, he put his palms together quickly, and bowed to Garfield.
"So cute" Tang Yafei also liked this little novice very much.
"What to play, play games every day!"
"Have you done your homework today?"
Monk Yuantong reprimanded the little novice, and ordered the little novice to sit back in his seat. He picked up a copy of the "Diamond Sutra", and began to read absent-mindedly.
"This is a child adopted by our abbot more than ten years ago. He has no other place to go, so he stayed in the temple and named him Yichan."
"This kid has recently become obsessed with a video game called Glory of Kings. He is obsessed with it all day long, which made several benefactors laugh."
Monk Yuantong smiled wryly.
Luo Yun waved his hand, indicating that nothing happened.
At this time.
Xiao Xiao, Wu Qingyao and Wang Ding walked by below, and when they saw Luo Yun, they each gave him a glare.
"Hmph, this backdoor dog must have something to open the back door to sit here!"
"The view here is so good, but not all chickens and dogs can sit on it!"
Xiao Xiao sat in her seat angrily.
Sitting behind her, Wang Ding snorted coldly with disdain, "It's okay, Xiaoxiao, the backdoor dog is about to play in the fourth round, and the opponent is a B-level middle-class black fighter. He will definitely lose!"
"It would be better to beat him to death on the spot!"
Xiao Xiao said angrily.
Wu Qingyao shook her head lightly, she still didn't understand, why did Young Master Qin let this kind of person play? In order to confuse opponents and make them feel that there is no one in Huaguo?
The whole audience was noisy.
Suddenly, a circle of soaring flames erupted from the edge of the martial arts arena with a radius of 50 meters!
Caused the audience to cheer!
Then, everyone witnessed that the sunny sky quickly dimmed, as if it had come to evening.
"Eclipse?"
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