In the middle of the base, five meters below the place where Gulicha was located, in a huge room that he had no idea at all, Makoto Ito shouted with a crazy look on his face: "How long will we have to wait!!!"

"Dr. Ito, Jingxin," Ling, who looked through the books in his hand, said without raising his head: "We just need to wait patiently and wait for the final result to arrive!"

"Waiting for your grandma's legs!" The irritable Makoto Ito grabbed the cup in front of him and threw it over without hesitation. After the other party gently flashed by, the guy continued to work hard and threw away all the things placed on the table without leaving any leave.

Ling sighed by Mako Ito's troubles, closed the book gently, completely ignored the miscellaneous things on his body and said, "Dr. Ito, you must be patient!"

"I don't need you to teach you!" The angry Makoto Ito looked contemptuous: "It was normal for several days of sleepless days when I was doing the experiment, so I still need you to say?"

"But you are different now!" Perhaps it was the beautiful life in the future that made Ling's heart full of hope. He said slowly without caring about Ito's rude words: "Makoto, you are not at all steady now."

"How do you make me steady?" Ito Makoto stood up from his seat and shouted irritably: "The experimental equipment is right in front of me, but what about me? I can only look at it but not touch it! Wait, wait, I have the heart to destroy this world!"

"Waiting is a necessary process," Ling shook his head and sighed like a poet: "For the final beautiful result and for the sweet fruit of victory, Chengjun, calm down!

Life is so beautiful but you are so anxious, bad, bad!"

When Makoto heard this, he couldn't help rolling his eyes. Ling was finished. His mind, which was racking his brains to survive, had collapsed at this moment. Now he is just a beautiful tomorrow and an ordinary person who longs for a return to ordinary life. His years of patience have passed. At this time, he will never care about waiting for such a few more days.

Although he was extremely reluctant, Ito Makoto tried hard to suppress his irritability. For some reason, since he arrived at this base, Makoto Makoto's right eye has been pounding constantly, and his heart kept warning him that he was lurking around him in a huge danger.

As an ancient god, as a terrible monster that devours all things, he has only been anxious twice like this. The first time was that Yashaji's stupid X was killed by the Titan, and the other time was that he became Wang Xiaoming. After a successful experiment, he was kissed by his adorable subordinates, and then he was seen by Han Meimei forever. The first time was not Wang Xiaoming's direct target, the second time, haha!

Looking at Makoto Ito who was frightened and unable to do it, Ling sighed, and the book in his hand was also not in the mood to read. After scanning the time on the monitor, Ling shook his head helplessly. This was the eighth day, why is the damn fighters not finished yet!

Yes, the King of Fighters Competition has been held for eight days, and it comes from the unintentional suggestion of a self-defeating unlucky guy: If you want to do it, make it big, and make it in one step! Since you want to collect data from fighters, let them fight happily and passionately, so that they can’t help but fight whatever they want without worries!

The sound nest tissue, which was prompted, has invested a lot. Not only did they pile up the entire competition venue with fresh high-calorie food and super compressed energy bars, but they also spent a huge price to build a rapid recovery room in the four corners of the base, which is always full of high-energy nanoparticle repair fluid. To be honest, as long as it is not a special situation of damaging muscles and bones, as long as it is not a big problem with only one breath left after the recovery, even if the internal organs are half broken, even if the scars are covered in skin, the sound nest also guarantees that he will let him sleep beautifully for twenty-four hours and then jump around again.

What? How much does it cost to do this? Haha, if we don’t talk about this, we are still good friends! No one knows the specific numbers. The logistics minister, who only knows the astronomical figures consumed every day, is still lying in the hospital for treatment due to sudden diseases such as hypertension, coronary heart disease, cerebral blood tandem, etc.

In order to ensure that the competition proceeds according to the plan, at the suggestion of an unscrupulous scientist who is still worried about hitting the wall, there are everything in the entire underground competition field, but there are no clocks! Moreover, the sound nest, who was prompted, learn from it. At the suggestion of a special psychologist, they carved irregular hypnotic patterns that seemed meaningless in some places where they were not paying attention. Of course, these patterns were completely distributed immediately and had no rules at all, which was also to cover up the amazing intuition of some fighters.

In the end, the designers who had already made great efforts to use the stimulant, and even calculated the daily doses of the stimulant and prepared in advance, waiting for the fighters to come.

How long has the time passed? The fighters didn’t know at all that the rules of this King of Fighters Competition seemed simple, but they were full of malice. What does it mean to collect all invitations? The team who lost the invitations would be willing to give up. To be gentle is to be dissatisfied with losing the battle, and to be serious, to be resentful to oneself and others!

If I were more careful in the game just now, if I tried harder, what if I broke out early? Will the result be different?

Well, this competition gave them this opportunity, what? I lost the invitation letter to them? It doesn’t matter, I will take it back after being well cultivated! Why are you not morally obsessed with doing this? It seems a bit impossible to lose? Isn’t it that there are other teams? Let’s just grab an invitation letter, what a big deal!

From the third day of the competition, due to the suppression of the environment, the hypnosis of the silence of the patterns on the walls, and the stimulation of some slight odorless stimulants, the fighters who were originally wary of the Yinchao organization gradually became irritable. The thoughtful and even conscientious safety facilities specially arranged by Yinchao became the last straw that crushed their rationality. These fighters who could no longer control their violent desires fought unscrupulously.

You fight with me today, I fight with you tomorrow, and others fight with me the day after tomorrow. No matter what rules or invitations exist in the eyes of crazy fighters, some only have opponents, and some only new and old hatreds! Then, their days became fighting, injured, rest, and fight again, and continued to reincarnate in endless bars and slurs.

Gulicharli, who saw their ferocious expressions through the monitor, was shocked. Thinking of the casual and indifferent appearance of Ito Makoto who made this suggestion that day, this guy could no longer control himself and tremble. Is it too scary and perverted! These small methods in Ito Makoto made those fighters who were proud of their steel will look like this now. If you dare to use any big means, this world will be over?

All the scientists are crazy. Gulicha, who remembered this sentence, felt deeply convinced and secretly told himself that if Makoto Ito really found him, he must hide from him far away and he must not offend him no matter what!

On the ninth day, the world of Xiyuan Temple could no longer remember what kind of mentality she had when she came here first. Anyway, no matter what situation she encountered, she looked calm. Even if she was disguised, she said that it was just that. It was amazing to tie a knot in her intestines and continue fighting. Come on, whoever continues to fight is afraid of whom!

On the seventeenth day, whether it was the invincible Ryusakazaki Ryuki, who had always been known as a fighting maniac, or the extremely evil wolf Taili, who was full of unyielding will and never compromise, from the initial vigilance to the rampage in the middle to the end of fatigue, from the initial passionate fighting spirit and endless desire to win, to the current sluggishness, they could not raise any interest, they were deeply moved in their hearts.

On this day, when the fighters who didn't know the specific time were lying lazily on the ground to rest, they thought the broadcast that sounded again continued to remain unchanged, a message that surprised them came from it:

Dear fighters, after your unremitting struggle and battle, today we finally won the final two strong players. They are the Eight Masters from the Heavenly Gods and the Wrathful Team from the Mercenary World. Let us congratulate them here!

After the monotonous and awkward applause ended, a voice came from the radio: "In order to celebrate their victory and to ensure the fairness, justice and openness of the final game, I specially invite all fighters to be the final witnesses. After restoring their cultivation for another twenty-four hours, they will start the final battle in the most central stadium of the base!"

"At that time, the strongest team among them will win the championship in this competition. Not only will they receive a reward of one million US dollars, our organization has also specially prepared a small surprise for them."

"Okay, follow the map's guidance to your own lounge! See you in forty-eight hours!"

Xiyuanji World didn't know when she fell asleep. She was awakened by Buzhihuoma and looked confused. After taking a deep breath on her nose, her eyes turned green and pounced on the food on the coffee table. After waiting until her stomach felt warm and comfortable, she looked at the table that was basically swept away and the smiles of a few people, Xiyuanji World's face turned red and she felt her whole earlobes hot.

Looking at the world of Xiyuan Temple where his eyes were red and he was about to cry, and felt that he could no longer be so miserable and ridiculed. After concentrating the attention of several people, he smiled and said, "Okay, since the world has woken up, let's go!"

"Let's go? Where to go?" asked the world of Xiyuanji who had not yet glared at him.

Wu Zhiwu shook her head speechlessly. Gui Yanye, who had already prepared, looked ahead in a daze, as if she wanted to see clearly what was hidden in the distance through the cover of concrete. Hearing the question of the world of Xiyuan Temple, she slowly turned her head, and her voice had never been as trembling as it is now, with a hint of unknown charm: "Participate in the last competition, and then find our destiny!"

KING, who heard this, couldn't help frowning and looked at his good friend and asked silently: What's crazy about your introverted apprentice? Could it be that he was so excited that he was so shocked these days, right?

Noting KING's eyes, Buchibaku shook his head. Among the two disciples, Gui Yanye worked the most and was the one who achieved the greatest success at present. But Buchibaku herself prefers the world of Nishiyuanji. This is caused by the other party's personality and it is also something she cannot change.

Destiny is too nonsense. As a fighter, you must have the heart to move forward bravely and never give in. Even if there is really any disgusting fate in this world, then shatter it with your fists!

It seems that I need this opportunity to have a good heart-to-heart talk with the little girl Gui Yanye! Looking at Gui Yanye with his eyes blank, Buzhihuo Wu thought to himself.

Although they had a good rest for 48 hours, it seemed that because the previous battle was too intense, the fighters who came to the final court looked a little lazy and looked like they couldn't raise any interest. They just followed the eyes of the two teams inadvertently scanning the middle of the court, and then they could vaguely feel the unwillingness in their eyes.

The fighters are still quite satisfied with this King of Fighters Competition. Although they secretly guessed in private whether the Sound Nest organization had any conspiracy, the other party's hard work arrangements have designed such a unique model. Before the ultimate goal of Sound Nest was exposed, the fighters were still quite grateful. Therefore, when Gulicha's strength appeared on the field, the fighters applauded very much.

No matter how the fighters expressed it, Gulicha was shocked by the not-so-warming applause. Looking at the fighters' kind-hearted gazes, he couldn't figure out what was going on, so he simply threw it behind his head, came to the middle of the stadium and looked around and said, "Welcome to the final decisive place. I am Gulicha, the organizer of this competition."

"I believe everyone is already very familiar with the two teams in the arena. Without saying much nonsense, let us wait for the final champion team to be born!"

Gulicha's brief opening speech greatly increased the fighting players' favor. Look at the person in front of you, and think about the organizer in 1997 who arranged for someone to read for an hour and a half in just a slogan on the court. What is the gap? This is the gap! Such a sensible and generous approach should be promoted well!

Amid the applause that sounded again, and amid the confused gaze of Gulicha, Ralph from the Wrath Team and Ryuji Yamazaki from the Heavenly Gods walked out of the team and came to the middle of the field.

To be honest, Ryuji Yamazaki was still a little excited. He had refused to participate in the King of Fighters Competition as a member of the Heavenly God Clan. Compared to becoming a seemingly glorious fighter, the underworld boss, a profession that can bring him tangible benefits, but he could not defeat the three nominal teammates behind him. As for people, they always have to face reality. Since they can't beat them, then join them.

But who can tell Yamazaki Ryuji what happened? What the hell is this game that seems to be rules but is actually a big fight? The crazy attacks of each opponent made Yamazaki Ryuji, who was originally holding a gangster, suffer a great loss. I think he is not a good bird, but when did he ever feel so frustrated?

As his anger continued to rise, his initial thoughts had long been thrown into Java. The red eyes of Yamazaki Ryuji showed all his viciousness, which not only surprised his opponents, but also made the other three gods of the Heavenly Kingdom look at him with admiration. He also thought that this guy had finally changed his mind and realized his memory in his previous life.

Before they knew it, they became the second best and became one of the last two teams. This was a complete surprise! Even if Ryuji Yamazaki was disdainful of the performance of the King of Fighters Championship, he couldn't help but feel dry and worried when it was just one step away from his turn. Fortunately, this guy's mental quality is still very strong. After all, after all, the black boss has been in such a long time, he has seen many storms and waves. With his heart's content, this guy took the lead in recommending himself.

For the Rage Team, which can become the final team, this incident also made them feel incredible. To be honest, although the Rage Team's strength is not the bottom among the entire participating team, it is not particularly strong. It is considered to be a middle-to-high-end one.

The reason why they can persevere in this big battle is that they are mercenaries, soldiers who are careful to ascend to the sky when facing guns and bullets. This messy big battle, with the difficulties and even desperate situations they have encountered, is it just a drizzle. Isn’t it just that you beat me and I fight you? That is, there is no life danger, and there is food, drink and treatment to serve you. What other bicycle do you want?

What? You said you can't stand it day and night? Damn, you can fight for another month!

The Rage Team went to the end in a confused manner and finally became one of the top two teams. Although they had another purpose in participating in this King of Fighters Competition, this did not prevent them from becoming the final champion. Well, this is the champion of the King of Fighters Competition. If you really get such a high-profile champion title by accident, it will not only be honors, but also the future employment fee will increase by at least 40% or 50%!

Since ancient times, people died for money and birds died for food. Even if there were one or two special ones, he could not escape the word "fame". Now, fame and fortune are all in front of him, and as long as you fuck the guy on the other side, you can get it. Therefore, the two people on the court had no noble idea of ​​friendship first and second in the first and second in the game. They barely said hello and started to kill themselves. The game entered the hottest state in an instant.

The Nishiyuanji World watched from the stage was stunned, especially when he saw Ryuji Yamazaki hitting a bomb head-on, which knocked Ralph to the point of dizziness and blood flowing, he was even more disgraceful. He couldn't believe that he had really fought with the two cruel guys on the stage before.

After carefully recalling the previous experience, the world of Nishiyuanji looked desperate: I'm going to die, I'm going to die, I'm so rude and savage? Mom, I'm no longer a good child...

Not to mention where the world of Xiyuan Temple is complaining, Gui Yanye on the side is also absent-minded. She always looks at a corner of the arena without thinking, and a little true meaning in the dark tells her that something that is very important to her and can affect and even change her destiny.

Next to them, Buchiwu had long noticed that the two disciples were not in their minds. Looking at the panic-looking look of Nishiyuan Temple and Gui Yanye's heartfelt expression, the woman, who was only twenty-five, felt as if she had entered old age, and sighed deeply with sorrow.

The end of the game was much faster than expected. Not long after the afternoon began, as the outbreak of the Seven Shark Society fell into a dark hell and threw Clark, the third player of the Wrath Team, out of the arena, the 17-day game finally came to an end. Looking at the strength of Gulicha that appeared again, everyone on the field quieted down.

"Thank you to everyone from the Heavenly Gods and the Wrathful Team for giving us such a wonderful game. The final result is clear. The winners of this King of Fighters are from the Heavenly Gods, Chris, Sharmi and Ryuji Yamazaki!"

The fighters on the field were very embarrassed. The name of the Gods of Heaven was already stinking after 1997. If the fighters had not had such a little moral integrity, they would have been besieged and killed when the Gods of Heaven appeared. They seemed to understand that they had a bad reputation. In addition to the Ryuji Yamazaki who was proud of his pride, the remaining three people stared at Gulichai and remained silent and kept silent.

Ignoring the strange eyes of the three people, Gulicha took out a white envelope from his pocket and opened it, took out the things inside and handed them in front of several people: "This is the entire prize of the competition of one million dollars, please check it."

The three of Qijia Club did not move at all. Yamazaki Ryuji, who was impatient waiting, stepped forward and snatched the envelope. After scrutinizing the check, he nodded: "It seems to be true. I will share it with you evenly when I get back." After that, he folded the check carefully and put it on the lining of the clothes.
Chapter completed!