Chapter 22 About the Eighteenth Fighter

　　After Sun Yunzhong described the kind of creature Mu Chen was about to face, Mingmei and the others became worried for him.

　　"The height of beastmen generally exceeds 2.5 meters, except for a few due to racial genetic issues."

　　Putting aside his character, this guy's height is outrageous!!

　　"Also, this arena doesn't seem to have a rule against killing people on stage." Sun Yunzhong added, and the atmosphere among the four instantly cooled down.

　　The surrounding cheers and excitement seemed out of place with the four of them.

　　Now they weren't worried about losing money, they were worried about Mu Chen's personal safety.

　　Just as the four of them became increasingly silent, the match on stage finally ended. Mingmei silently watched one of the fighters being carried away covered in blood. Seeing that there was no sign of breathing in the person being carried away, the coldness emanating from Mingmei was even felt by the usually oblivious Lu Xiaoyao.

　　She nudged closer to Mingmei and quietly tugged at her arm, prompting Mingmei to turn her head. Mingmei could tell at a glance that Lu Xiaoyao was worried about her.

　　In response, Mingmei just shook her head slightly, her mouth opened, but the words "I'm not worried" were drowned out by the surrounding noise.

　　It wasn't that she was worried Mu Chen would lose; Mingmei had confidence in Mu Chen's skills. But she was worried that Mu Chen would get hurt.

　　…

　　"Oh my god! Meimei, look! Holy crap! Is that three meters tall?!"

　　Everyone was already worried, but when they actually saw Mu Chen and the Number Eighteen fighter on stage, their eyes went wide with shock.

　　The lizardman's height was even several tens of centimeters taller than they had estimated.

　　Its size, its muscles, and even its nearly two-meter-long tail behind it for balance, all demonstrated its power.

　　Lu Xiaoyao was even more worried now. She turned to look at Mingmei. The expression on Mingmei's face was even less than before. She had been talking just now, but now Mingmei truly had no expression or emotion, her entire attention focused on the lizardman on stage.

　　[Host?]

　　Guigui also felt that Mingmei's state was a little off.

　　[Hmm?]

　　Mingmei still remembered to reply to herself in her mind.

　　[Host, what are you thinking about?]

　　[Thinking—if I were A-Chen, how could I quickly kill that lizardman standing there.]

　　Based on what Sun Yunzhong had just said, she had no good feelings about this kind of evildoer hiding here.

　　In order to minimize the possibility of injury caused by the fight, Mingmei felt that it would be best to kill the other party as soon as possible without giving them a chance to fight back.

　　Hearing Mingmei's explanation, Guigui's mind was filled with question marks and exclamation points.

　　[I believe in A-Chen's strength, but it's not good if he gets even a minor injury for something like this.]

　　Guigui: [???]

　　Did it hear correctly? Minor injury?

　　You're only worried about a minor injury from something so big and ferocious?

　　[Then why do you have such a scary expression?]

　　From Guigui's perspective, it noticed that the three people around her were almost worried to death, and seeing Mingmei's face like this, they were even afraid that their gaffe would make Mingmei even more upset.

　　So the gazes of the three people around her switched back and forth between the stage and Mingmei from time to time.

　　[Ah, I just can't manage my expressions well when I'm thinking about problems.]

　　Realizing her performance just now, Mingmei turned her head and caught the three people who were secretly peeking at them. Then Guigui saw Mingmei, like an old swindler scaring children with a smile accompanied by the shadows cast by her black cloak, saying, "I'm fine, don't worry."

　　The three: …

　　Guigui: […]

　　Awesome, only its host could make her teammates almost cry.

　　Seeing the dazed three, Mingmei shrugged helplessly, turned her head and ignored the "absent-minded" three, and continued to observe the changes in the arena.

　　Soon, when the two stood on the stage about to begin, the originally noisy arena became increasingly frenzied, and almost everyone outside was cheering for Number Eighteen.

　　They shouted for Number Eighteen to tear apart the weak and fair-skinned human on the opposite side.

　　This made Lu Xiaoyao and the other two so angry that they stood up and shouted to cheer for Number Nineteen, as if they were looking down on someone!

　　However, soon, because Mu Chen unilaterally beat the other party, beating him to the ground like a sandbag, unable to even get up, the whole arena was silent for a moment.

　　Originally, because the surroundings were too noisy, they had to shout at the top of their lungs, and the cheers for Mu Chen that they couldn't hear clearly seemed particularly abrupt in the suddenly quiet situation.

　　So abrupt that Mingmei almost died laughing beside them.

　　However, because of the shouts of the three of them, the originally silent arena instantly boiled again, even more crazy than the original shouts!

　　Some people screamed with excitement because of the huge energy erupted from Mu Chen's seemingly "petite" figure, while others probably bought bets and lost their minds, cursing and yelling at Mu Chen, scolding Number Nineteen for being an upset.

　　Just when everyone thought that this was about to end, the lizardman who had fallen to the ground suddenly moved his tail first. The thick tail swept towards Mu Chen with a gust of wind!

　　Mu Chen seemed to have expected it and immediately bent over to dodge the tail's attack range. Then, the moment he stood up, he reached out and grabbed the tail that was sweeping over!

　　"Wow!!"

　　The audience didn't expect the lizardman to suddenly attack, but in the blink of an eye, he was quickly controlled by Mu Chen again.

　　Mu Chen directly grabbed the other party's tail and stepped on the other party's body that hadn't stood up yet.

　　With a ripping sound, accompanied by the lizardman's scream, everyone didn't expect that this Number Nineteen fighter would directly tear off the other person's entire tail.

　　"Hiss—"

　　Just watching it made everyone feel pain!

　　Phantom pain from the coccyx!

　　[The tail is indeed a weak point.] Mingmei looked at her companion who was gasping and stunned, and could only share these thoughts with Lu Guigui, [If it were me, I would also break the other party's tail.]

　　Guigui: […]

　　Is this a tacit understanding between little lovers?

　　Compared to the weird tacit understanding between little lovers, Sun Yunzhong and Dong Lei shouted "Holy crap" in unison. Dong Lei heard this sound beside her and couldn't help but look at Sun Yunzhong, who had always been gentle, actually cursing like her.

　　"How much strength does he have?"

　　Seeing that Sun Yunzhong also seemed to be looking at her, Dong Lei suddenly blushed and smiled awkwardly.

　　In response, Sun Yunzhong also smiled slightly, making Dong Lei suddenly feel that something was wrong with her heartbeat.

　　"Yeah, he's unreasonably strong." Sun Yunzhong turned his gaze back to the arena and couldn't help but joke.

　　Compared to the survival games played in military academies, which often have restrictions on players' mental strength and physique in the game, the current games in military academies have fewer and fewer things like combat power balance. If the game background itself is in space, the basic data is directly connected to the game.

　　With Mu Chen's strength, the other side wasn't some broken sack or plastic toy, but a beastman!

　　What he tore off wasn't just a piece of meat, but a part with tendons and bones. He tore it off just like that?

　　[A-Chen's physique is indeed outrageous.]

　　Mingmei remembered her second sister-in-law mentioning Mu Chen's SSS-level physique, saying that his physical strength would be strong enough to crush the Zerg alone in the future.

　　The previous person with an SSS-level physique had done it before, so Mingmei was not surprised at all to see Mu Chen's actions now, but she still couldn't help but clap hard.

　　The beastman under his feet was bleeding all over the ground. Mu Chen raised his eyes and looked around, and soon saw Mingmei sitting there applauding. Instantly, he also smiled at her.

　　Looking at Mu Chen standing there in the pool of blood and smiling at her, Mingmei was in a trance, thinking of Xie Chen, the A-Chen who had once been crazy.

　　Mu Chen looked at the person standing there who suddenly froze because of his smile and slightly put away the expression on her face. He felt a moment of panic in his heart, but in the next second, that person returned with a bright smile that he had never seen before.

　　She even subconsciously stood up and, learning from the shouts of the people around her, cheered for herself as well.

　　This time it was Mu Chen's turn to be stunned.

　　"Heh~"

　　Only for a moment, Mu Chen lowered his eyes and chuckled softly. He smiled gently, but the strength of his foot on the lizardman increased.

　　Hearing that some people around him were even shouting the name of his opponent, asking him to get up and fight back.

　　Mu Chen was in a good mood today and didn't want to torture the other party.

　　So he moved his foot away from the other party's lumbar spine, and the next second he directly broke the other party's spine, instantly killing him.

　　"Ah!!!"

　　They could only let out a scream, frightened by this sudden change.

　　"Oh my god, is he dead?"

　　Lu Xiaoyao thought that Number Eighteen's scum deserved to die, but Mu Chen's wave was too ruthless, directly attacking on the stage, killing him with one blow when the other party seemed to have the idea of surrendering.

　　"Good riddance."

　　Lu Xiaoyao suddenly heard a spectator say this, and Mingmei and the others also heard it and looked to the side, watching several spectators whispering to each other, with smiles on their faces, obviously very satisfied with Mu Chen's behavior.

　　"Big brother, that Number Eighteen, I saw that he was very popular before. This Number Nineteen killed him like this, why does it feel like everyone is very satisfied with this situation?"

　　At the critical moment, it still depends on the social butterfly Lu Xiaoyao. Obviously, the other party didn't expect Lu Xiaoyao to come over and talk to him. Hearing her crisp and polite question, the other party didn't feel unhappy and said, "Every time this Number Eighteen appears, the fighters who fight him in the end don't end up intact."

　　"Huh?"

　　"If they lose, they either have an arm bitten off by him, or a leg bitten off. There was even once when he directly ate the other fighter on stage."

　　"I'll go!"

　　Lu Xiaoyao and the others were stunned by this description. Sun Yunzhong was also dumbfounded. No one had told them about this when he and Dong Lei were inquiring about news just now.

　　"This kind of bloody violence brings great excitement to the audience. Isn't what everyone is watching just for the novelty and excitement?"

　　The man didn't seem to feel the ugly faces under the four black cloaks in front of him and continued, "However, some people like this kind of comfort, and some people hate it, especially those who used to like other fighters, but were defeated and crippled by him. They can't wait for someone to defeat or even kill this person on stage."

　　"But well, this Number Nineteen is also very strong. It is estimated that after the game tonight, big figures will be recruiting him~"

　　"Recruiting?" Mingmei heard a new word and couldn't help but ask.

　　"Yes, fighting in these black fist arenas is not only for money and supplies, but also to be seen by the big shots in this underground city~" The audience member's tone was filled with indescribable envy.

　　Mingmei could hear it, and also seemed not to hear it, and casually asked, "What happens when you are seen by a big shot?"