Reborn 80,000 Years Chapter 917: Fate

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The 917th chapter fate

After Yang Chen entered the field, he was a little dumbfounded. The entire field of fifth-class fighters was less than 20 square meters, and there was not even a decent ring.

Yang Chen glanced, not to mention that there was not a single spectator in this competition venue, even the staff were sitting on chairs, drowsy.

There was no light in the room, and it was so dark. What I didn't know was that the ghost market was going to close down.

Seeing this scene, Yang Chen couldn't help laughing wryly: "Nima, this fifth-class arena is too shabby, right? Is this still the boxing venue?"

But Yang Chen didn't think much. After shook his head, he walked in front of the staff, threw his bronze medal on the table, and said: "Hello, I'm here to participate in the competition."

Seems to be taken aback by Yang Chen. The staff almost jumped up, and it took a long time to come back to their senses. He fixedly looked at Yang Chen and said, "Who are you? What's the matter? ?"

"I'm here to participate in the competition." Yang Chen said.

"Participate in the competition?"

The man was stunned for a while, and then he was a little unbelievable. He was not sure about asking again: "Are you sure you are here to participate in the competition?"

"Of course!"

Hearing Yang Chen's words, the man looked a little embarrassed, coughed lightly, and said, "I know, if that's the case, please sit here and rest for a while!"

Yang Chen was stunned, and said: "Why, didn't I come to participate in the competition? Why did you let me rest?"

"That’s right, but normally no one has signed up for this fifth-class competition. In the past two weeks, you are the first to sign up for the fifth-class competition!" Speaking of this, that person's face is also Some are unnatural, and I feel a little contemptuous. There are still people participating in fifth-class competitions these years?

Hearing what this person said, Yang Chen's face suddenly turned black.

No one has participated in the fifth-class competition for half a month...

"That means, if no one has signed up, I will never be able to compete?" Yang Chen asked speechlessly.

"Ah, that's what it means." The man nodded.

Nima!

Hearing this, Yang Chen almost slammed to death on the table. This fifth-class competition is too unpopular, right? Didn't register for half a month? At what level is it so weak that there will be such a strange situation?

But just when Yang Chen was about to cry without tears...

"Excuse me, is this the venue for the fifth-class competition?" A clear voice suddenly rang.

Yang Chen was taken aback for a moment, tilted his head to look, and saw a figure standing by the door, smiling and looking at the two people in the room. And the moment she saw Yang Chen, that beautiful face showed a hint of astonishment.

"Huh? Is it you?" The girl said in surprise.

"It's you again?" Yang Chen smiled bitterly.

This girl is one of those two girls, the ponytail girl.

"Wow!" As if she had discovered the new world, the girl rushed over and said curiously: "We are so destined, right? You can meet wherever you go? You will not have a crush Me, then follow me secretly?"

Speaking of this, the girl's face suddenly flew up with a touch of red, and she said shyly: "Although... although you look good, I am not a random ghost, is that too much? Alright? After all, we only met for one day..."

Yang Chen rolled her eyes and quickly interrupted her nonsense, and said: "Girl, are you here to participate in the fifth-class competition?"

The question he is most concerned about right now is whether this girl is here to participate in the competition. He doesn't want to spend half a month here.

"Yes!"

The girl nodded and said: "Are you also here to participate in the fifth-class competition?"

"That's right." Yang Chen gave a bitter smile, and when he was relieved, he also sighed: "Girl, it seems that we are really fate, not only met several times in a day, but also became Opponent."

"Don't call me the girl, you call me Xiaorou!" The girl patted Yang Chen on the shoulder, and said, "But if you are my opponent, let me go. I won't Be merciful!"

When Xiao Rou said, she gestured to Yang Chen and said fiercely. It's just that her fierce appearance, coupled with her cute face, makes people not scared at all, but she has a cute feeling.

"Well, in that case, Miss Xiaorou, how offended it is!" Yang Chen clasped his fists.

The voice just fell!

Xiao Rou just rushed over, her slender legs swept towards Yang Chen, brought a gust of fragrant wind whizzed past, and directly kicked Yang Chen's head.

Yang Chen tilted his head slightly, just to escape the blow.

The blow failed, Xiaorou's face changed slightly, she retracted her leg whip, and then raised her fist and slammed it directly at Yang Chen's door.

"Hey, give me a punch!" Xiaorou said with a smile.

Yang Chen raised his hand, grabbed her fist easily, and then pulled it back. Xiao Rou's center of gravity was unstable, and Yang Chen brought her whole person over, leaning forward, almost falling to the ground.

"Hey!"

Seeing that she was about to fall, Xiaorou's face turned pale with fright.

Yang Chen quickly supported her and smiled bitterly: "Little Roudy, are you okay?"

"Oh, don't fight anymore! You are too powerful, I can't fight you!" Xiaorou waved her hand quickly, her face was a little pale, and it seemed that the fight just now really scared her. , The little girl's chest undulated violently.

Yang Chen smiled bitterly, a little helpless.

He doesn't even use spiritual power. Xiao Rou has already given up. Is this girl too weak?

"I lost!" Xiaorou sighed and said sadly: "It seems that my sister is right. I am still too weak now, and the boxing field in the ghost market is not suitable for me!"

Yang Chen smiled, did not speak.

At this time, the staff came over and asked Yang Chen to pass the bronze medal. After recording the value, he said, "Sir, congratulations on your victory. Next you only need to win another 149 games. If you win, you can be promoted to the fourth class boxer!"

"This is too slow."

Yang Chen shook his head and said: "I want to challenge the first-class fighter directly!"

His!

As soon as these words came out, the little gentle staff in the room took a hard breath, and their complexion changed a few times.

"Yang Chen, are you crazy?" Xiaorou said in surprise: "Do you know how powerful a first-class fighter is? You are a fifth-class fighter to challenge a first-class fighter, you are looking for death!"

Of course, Xiao Rou knows how powerful the first-class fighters are. Her sister is the first-class fighter in the boxing ring. Xiao Rou is quite clear about her sister’s strength, even among the younger generation in the ghost market. There is not much that can match it.

And her sister, in first-class fighters, can only be counted as mid-level.

"Sir, are you sure you want to challenge the first-class fighter?" The staff also kindly reminded: "Sir, if you think the current level is too simple, I suggest you start with the third-class competition, after all, the first-class The game... is still too dangerous!"

"No, just declare to me the first-class competition!"

Yang Chen smiled slightly, confident.