At 7: 30 PM, Earth's No.8 Arena was already packed with people.
Later, statistics showed that the number of people watching the match that night had far exceeded the number of people watching MPK at Luna Stadium.
"The enthusiasm of the audience has been ignited! Will today's victory belong to our Eighth Young Master or the Martian Werewolf? Let me tell you something. The mysterious Eighth Young Master and the ferocious Werewolf are both serving on Silent Night! What does this have to do with Commander Zelin of our beautiful Silent Night? "
In the VIP seats of Earth's No. 8 Esports Champion, a beautiful woman wearing a large pair of sunglasses that covered most of her face could not help but spit out a soft spit. "What does it have to do with me? These commentators just like to talk nonsense."
Unexpectedly, the beautiful captain of Silent Night had disguised herself to watch the match.
Not far away, in the ordinary seats, An Xiaoran, who was wearing a very ordinary but very sunny dress, found her seat surrounded by her comrades from the Battle Wolf team.
Tonight, Royal Duke Armor had no mission, and there was no match, so he had come to watch the match that he had been watching.
But it was Huang Fangliang who was not happy. He snorted. "200 Alliance dollars per person. That's too much. Is it robbery? When I watched Garslan's show, the price was not much higher! "
Indeed, for an FPK match like this, the average live ticket was 20 Alliance dollars! But tonight, it was 200! But tonight, it was not just Eighth Young Master and Werewolf's match.
Tonight, besides Ye Kong, there was also Armored Man, who was currently ranked first! There was also a mysterious elite, a powerful character called Kasyapa, who was going to appear!
So 200 Alliance dollars was not that much of a scam!
"I've said it before. That armored man is trash! There's nothing to see about Eighth Young Master! As for that mysterious elite Kasyapa, who knows what he is! " After Huang Fangliang sat down, he was still grumbling. He said unhappily, "That Ye kid is the happiest. He successfully saved 200 Alliance dollars!"
An Xiaoran was not happy. She retorted, "Didn't Ye Kong have to deal with General Wang Wei's exam? What did he do to you? You keep talking about him."
Huang Fangliang wanted to say, "You're always protecting that silly boy because you like him, right?" But when he opened his mouth and saw the Royal Duke Armor, he swallowed his words.
However, at this moment, the stands suddenly fell silent.
Everyone's attention was focused on it.
A man with shoulder-length black hair stood in the center of the arena in a fitting gray Corporal military uniform!
The first battle was between the Eighth Young Master and the werewolf!
It was obviously the marketing strategy of the global network to put the most eye-catching competition at the very beginning!
Looking at the back of the Eighth Young Master, Chen Zelin, who was wearing a big pair of sunglasses, was shocked. She, who was usually calm in the face of chaos, was so shocked that she almost dropped her sunglasses, revealing a delicate and beautiful face like that of a goddess.
"Ye …" Just like An Xiaoran, Chen Zelin immediately thought of Ye Kong when she first saw this silhouette.
"But he doesn't look like him from the front …" Chen Zelin immediately raised her arm and used her authority to check if Ye Kong was online. Although she could not check Eighth Young Master's data, she could check Ye Kong's data.
"Ye Kong is not online … Is it really not him?" Chen Zelin looked at the people in the arena in shock.
Standing in the arena, Ye Kong was also looking back, trying to find the position of An Xiaoran and the others among the millions of people in the arena tonight. However, it was clear that vision was not as good as divine sense. He could only look away when he could not find them.
He was still very happy tonight.
Because just now, according to his request, the global network had already agreed to set his identity as an offline for the duration of his competition. Of course, he had already exposed his true identity to the global network. As compensation, he would receive a corresponding share of the profits from tonight's and future matches!
There was a reason why the ticket price had increased from 20 Alliance dollars to 200 Alliance dollars. Ye Kong and the other warriors would also receive a share of the profits! And as their attention increased, the share would gradually increase!
The main reason Ye Kong did this was to earn money as soon as possible so that he could buy a mecha of his own! A hero cannot die without money. He wanted to give some gifts to the girl he liked, but he did not have the money.
But now that he had a gift, he was embarrassed. Just like the female combat armor that he had bought from the weapons store. Until now, he was too embarrassed to give it to An Xiaoran.
Just as Ye Kong, who was standing in the center of the arena, was lost in his thoughts, a tall and sturdy man had already appeared.
Speaking of which, this guy's nickname, Werewolf, was really fitting!
He was more than 2.5 meters tall, but he did not look tall. Because his legs were half bent, it was as if he was a wolf standing. His face was also quite fierce. He was thin and his hair was messily tied into a bun on top of his head. His beard was not shaved cleanly and was long and short. His entire chin was livid!
When he appeared, cheers came from all directions in the arena. "Long live the Martians! The Martians will win! "
Obviously, there were many Martian warriors who came to watch the battle tonight. They did not know Ye Kong or the Werewolf. They only joined the Martian camp because they were Martians!
In the VIP seats, the beautiful captain had already adjusted her big sunglasses. Obviously, after discovering that this Eighth Young Master was not Ye Kong, her interest had weakened a lot. But even so, she was still very unhappy with those Martians who supported the Werewolf. Because the crimes committed by the Werewolf were unforgivable, but in the end, he was still taken away by those hateful senators.
But at this moment, there was a sudden commotion in the VIP seats.
"What's wrong?" Chen Zelin looked back and saw a graceful woman in a white dress walking in from a small door in the VIP seats. Her figure was so beautiful and moving, but there was a chill in her eyes!
"Even … Patriarch Li Bing of the Fire God Temple came to watch the battle!" Chen Zelin was a little surprised, but immediately understood. The Werewolf was Martian, so Li Bing came to cheer for the Werewolf!
Not only Chen Zelin, but all the Martians present were excited. Originally, not all the Martians were shouting for the Werewolf, but with the appearance of Li Bing, all the Martians present went crazy, and their shouts were like a tide. "The Werewolf will win, Mars is mighty!"
And Huang Fangliang, who was in the ordinary seats behind the grandstand, finally shut his stinky mouth. His eyes were staring at Li Bing's back, and he muttered, "God, the Martian ice beauty! To be able to see her, the 200 Alliance dollars are worth it! "
The Werewolf in the center of the arena did not notice Li Bing's arrival, but he could hear the cheers in his ears very clearly.
"These fools have nothing better to do after eating their fill." The Werewolf snorted coldly in his heart, and shouted at Ye Kong, "Hey, kid, wake up, stop dreaming!"
Only then did Ye Kong return to his senses, stared at the other party, and nodded politely.
"I'm afraid this kid is a rich man." The Werewolf had actually done his homework before. He had watched the video of Ye Kong's matches, and it seemed that he overthrew his opponent with one palm. He did not believe that Ye Kong was really so strange. The Werewolf had always believed that in addition to strength, there was also money to overthrow an opponent.
"Kid, I sent you a letter," the Werewolf said.
Ye Kong raised his eyebrows. He did not know what this guy sent him before the match.
With a thought, Life Thirteen had already passed the contents of the letter over. "Kid, you bought your opponents in the previous few matches, right? Hmph, I can also buy them … 800,000 Alliance dollars, if you push me, I promise to fall! Pay up first! "
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