Back in the contestant's aisle, Chen Haonan clapped his palms and said, "It's worthy of being you, it will be solved in one go."

Lian Bailong glanced at him, showed a helpless expression and replied:

"What's there to applaud? When my master debuted, he was able to beat first-class experts with his third-rate hard power. At the second-rate end, I could only tie the game with first-rate masters. Now that I have improved my strength, it's normal to defeat first-rate masters with one move."

The 'God of Martial Arts' Bruce Lee, in his previous life, had a master with the same name and surname, and similar experiences. According to legend, he could punch out heavyweight punches with a lightweight weight, and in this world, Bruce Lee could beat first-class masters with his third-rate strength.

"That's right, but who can get first-class masters, except for the parallel products that have been filled with abilities, will, skills and combat awareness be weak? Can you defeat them with a weaker strength than them, and will not applaud me?"

Taking out your phone and seeing that the money you just won had arrived, Chen Haonan transferred the part he bought for Lian Bailong.

After a closer look, in addition to the "over-level challenge", Lian Bailong also achieved several achievements such as "one-hit kill". The game end time and various achievements were all suppressed by Lian Bailong, which gave him a lot of money, which solved the urgent problem.

Three months ago, he created a new breathing method based on what he learned, which led to a huge increase in his appetite. Not to mention buying peripherals in the second dimension, he was almost unable to even eat.

It was fine when I was able to accept the most dangerous and profitable commissions before, but now I only rely on the name to get a fixed dead salary in the company.

After looking at the amount transferred, Lian Bailong breathed a sigh of relief and smiled, but the next moment, he sweared.

"Grass!"

"What's wrong?" Chen Haonan asked curiously.

Lian Bailong pointed his mobile phone screen at Chen Haonan, and the helplessness on his face was even more than before.

The above is a message from his senior brother, Shan Pohu, the Fist Gang.

[Your ban on martial law was lifted, and someone happened to pass two levels. Go and deal with it. Someone has already picked you up.]

Seeing the message, Chen Haonan couldn't help laughing. The opportunity was too coincidental. He just aimed at Lian Bailong and had no money. He came out to make quick money. After experiencing a boring fight, the news came over.

Looking at Lian Bailong's expression, Chen Haonan, as a friend, smiled even more.

There are not many opportunities to see him suffer!

Lian Bailong, who felt that he wasted his time in vain, sighed, waved his hand, and said:

"Forget it, you can fight if you don't fight. If you make money, it's not considered a loss."

After stretching again, Lian Bailong said goodbye to Chen Haonan and walked towards the door.

Today, Chen Haonan's new disciple came to the stage, and he still wanted to stay and take a look. When he came to the contestant's aisle, he just wanted to chat with Lian Bailong who was about to go on stage.

Stepping out of the entrance of the Chiwu Competition Field, a smell of blood came. With the message from my senior brother, Lian Bailong knew that the injured person was from their company.

At the door, there was a high-end black car, and a strong man in a suit, two meters tall, with huge and bulging muscles, waiting.

This strong man who looked very good at hitting, not only was his nose and face swollen at this moment, but his clothes were obviously cut by sharp knives. The blood scab made of blood stuck to the clothes, emitting a smell of blood. However, even with a deep bone-observing knife wound on his body, his waist was still straight.

Lien Bailong stepped lightly under his feet, flashed behind the other person, raised his hands, and put them on the other person's shoulders.

Seeing Lian Bailong's movements, the strong man did not resist at all. He sat cross-legged on the ground along the force from his shoulders. At this time, Lian Bailong's voice slowly came from behind him.

"The injury is so severe. It seems that at least one person who came to the field today is as good as a second-rate player... Tsk, it would be great if there were stronger people, Awei, exercise his skills."

As the sound fell, a warm current poured into Awei's body, and a comfortable feeling arose. He immediately cooperated with the white dragon to start exercising his skills.

The knife wound on Awei's body surface healed quickly immediately.

After Awei's injury recovered, Lian Bailong let go of his hands, turned around and opened the door to the car, saying:

"Let's go! I'll help you get the venue back. I want to see who can pass the first two levels of our "Fist Gang"!"

Seeing Lian Bailong sitting in the back seat, Awei sat in the driver's seat, started the car, and said:

"Brother Long, there is a lot of information on the other side. Do you want to go back and get a 'green'?"

Without a response, Lian Bailong copied out the latest issue of "Martial God Ultimate" and started reading.

This comic that I read pirated through the Internet in my previous life, and Lian Bailong supported the authentic version in this life. The works from my previous life also existed in this world, but some of them did not.

Seeing Lian Bailong's actions, Awei smiled, didn't say anything, and started the car to move towards his destination.

He knew that refining the white dragon had its own support.

Their company, the Riot Gang, is a company that mainly operates martial arts halls, security and delivery, is their capital to enter the world.

In order to train the force of the company's employees, the Fist Gang not only sent new employees to the periphery of the forces, but also set up a "passing three levels" rule.

As long as someone leads his disciples to challenge and successfully pass three levels, the Fist Gang will contribute one year's income from the outer field to attract people from other companies to "step on the field" and use war to support the war.

The first level is to check a certain number of ordinary people around.

In the second level, there will be characters with the supervisor level.

The first two levels are group battles, and both the Fist Gang and the Challenge Party will send out multiple people.

If the challenger successfully passes the first two levels, then there is only one enemy left to face, with a considerable number of advantages.

The gatekeeper of the third level is the second in command of the Fist Gang, who is firmly ranked second in the entire Fist Gang. Except for the single-biaohu sitting in the "Dragon Head", no one in the company can hurt - Lien Bailong.

In the Riot Gang, the position is determined by force. As long as the level reaches a certain level, you can be promoted after passing the assessment. Awei himself recently passed the first Jump Gate Assessment, from an ordinary fighter who simply looks at the venue and follows the orders to now have more than ten subordinates, responsible for the supervisor level of two small stores.

There are also more and more people who can call him brother.

It is precisely because he is in it and has experienced the assessment personally that he can understand how terrible power the Fist Gang, a company that uses Fist to make a living.

Just the small assessment required to be promoted to a supervisor made him unwilling to recall the scene again, and even almost left a psychological shadow.

Even if the other party comes with special firearms and ammunition that specializes in hard skills and body protection, I believe Brother Long can easily solve everything!
Chapter completed!