Chapter 142: Isn’t it just one thousand points?
Chapter 142: Isn’t it just one thousand points?
This method was very interesting. Newcomers had to go through ten games at the beginning. In this way, players who were too weak could be eliminated. The latter challenge was a way for the strong to quickly climb into the sky.
“I defeated the first place and got the points for the first place, then I will naturally be the first place.” Zhou Ping smiled. “This is a good way to quickly select the strong. It’s just that the bigger the ranking gap, the more points it takes to challenge. But it doesn’t matter. I’ll just play two more games.”
“Oh, you really came.” Just when Zhou Ping decided to definitely get the first place, An Zihao suddenly appeared at the registration point.
“Why are you here?” Zhou Ping frowned when he saw An Zihao.
“Me? Of course I came to see if you have the guts to sign up.” An Zihao glanced at Zhou Ping disdainfully. “Unexpectedly, you are really a bit courageous. But you can’t let others take the place in the qualifying. I want to see what you have the ability to dare to be so arrogant.
“Oh, I almost forgot. You seem to be participating in the qualifying for the first time? Doesn’t that mean you only have 100 points?” An Zihao suddenly exaggerated.
“Tsk tsk tsk,?100 points! To challenge me, you need at least 1000 points, right? Oh, so, it seems that you don’t even have the qualification to challenge me.” After saying this, An Zihao’s face changed coldly.
“With 100 points, you want to beat me in qualifying? Ridiculous. Do you understand now? You don’t even have the qualifications to challenge me, rubbish!”
“Who said Aping didn’t even have the qualifications to challenge you?” An Zihao’s attitude did not offend Zhou Ping, but instead angered Wu Jingxian.
“Isn’t this obvious? A waste of only 100 points…” An Zihao squinted and looked at Zhou Ping.
“Aping’s points are only low because he participated in the qualifying for the first time. Isn’t it the first time you participated in the qualifying, are your points not 100 points?” Wu Jingxian felt An Zihao’s mockery of Zhou Ping and angrily retorted. “Well, since you said that Aping is not qualified to challenge you, then Aping, I will challenge you!” Wu Jingxian stared at Zhou Ping.
“What? You challenge me?” Zhou Ping was confused.
“Yes, qualifying does not forbid high positions to challenge low positions. As long as you win, my points will be yours. I am ranked third, so that you can be third, so you can challenge An Zihao.” Wu Jingxian looked at An Zihao very seriously. “I remember, it only takes 100 points for the third place to challenge the second place, right?”
“Are you crazy?” An Zihao looked at Wu Jingxian in astonishment. “Challenge from a high position to a low position. If you win, you won’t get any points. Who would do this kind of thing? Wu Jingxian, are you really crazy?”
“Who knows if I’m crazy or not,” Wu Jingxian said lightly.
An Zihao looked surprised, his eyes turned between Wu Jingxian and Zhou Ping, and then suddenly looked at Zuo Miaoyan.
“Yes!” A look flashed across An Zihao’s eyes. “Being able to have such a profound beauty as a slave… Zhou Ping’s identity must not be simple.
“The identity is not simple, Wu Jingxian defends him in this way… and his surname is Zhou…
“Could it be… the Zhou family, the head of the six families…” An Zihao was shocked. “Yes, with my skill, I will definitely be able to get a not-so-low position when I put it outside. But this Zuo Miaoyan’s cultivation level, even though I can’t see through it, it can be seen that the martial arts cultivation must be above me. It’s impossible for someone with such confidence to be slaves for such profound people, who i not at the top of the six major families.
“And of the six major families, only one is surnamed Zhou. This Zhou Ping is a child of the Zhou family!” the more he thought about it, the more jealous and upset An Zihao’s heart became.
“It’s just a better background, but seeing Wu Jingxian’s appearance, he actually defends him everywhere. Maybe, Wu Jingxian is with him…” The flames of jealousy in An Zihao’s heart became more and more vigorous. Especially when thinking of the goddess whom he had a crush on, and the goddess who would not even say a few words to him on weekdays was very likely that lying on Zhou Ping’s big bed with a face at the mercy of the king, An Zihao felt his whole heart get twisted and hurt.
“Hehe, I didn’t expect Wu Jingxian, who is obsessed with martial arts and disdain to interact with people on weekdays, is actually just a guy who tends to be inflamed. Your former aloofness and coldness before are just pretense. See, the rich and powerful young master eagerly took the initiative to show it.
“Look at what you look like now, this look that you can’t wait to climb onto Zhou Ping’s bed right away, and I don’t know what Nan Yichen will be disappointed when seeing this side of yours,” An Zihao spoke without a word. With a face full of viciousness.
“Who is Nan Yichen?” Zhou Ping asked.
“Nan Yichen is the master of martial arts rankings and ranked first.” An Zihao smiled grimly. “Zhou Ping, I have already seen you through. You are a child of the Zhou family? Huh, do you think that using the Zhou family’s name can scare us? I tell you, that’s a dream! Come on, I’m waiting in the qualifying. Don’t let me down, you must let have a taste of how good I am.”
“I hate dealing with trash. I don’t understand anything, and I look the best.” Zhou Ping was speechless.
“Enough, An Zihao!” Wu Jingxian’s face sank.
“Why? Turned into anger from embarrassment?” An Zihao looked at Wu Jingxian.
“Angry from embarrassment?” Wu Jingxian sneered disapprovingly. “I don’t need you to evaluate who I am. But I’m sure that you will definitely be beaten into a pig head when you meet Aping. Also, don’t mention Nan Yichen for me. He is not worthy of me. My man will only be Zhou Ping. In this world, no one except him can be worthy of me, Wu Jingxian.”
After Wu Jingxian finished speaking, she grabbed Zhou Ping who was dumbfounded. “Let’s go!”
“Where?” Zhou Ping asked quickly.
“Go to the ring, and I will apply to challenge you right away. You beat me, and then go teach this unaware bastard a lesson.”
“Defeat you?” Zhou Ping’s mind suddenly remembered the scene of the last battle with Wu Jingxian and hurriedly broke free of sister Wu’s hand.
“Don’t don’t…I’ll just do it myself,” Zhou Ping said quickly while waving his hands again and again. “Isn’t it just a thousand points, ten games? This kind of little thing can be done very quickly.”
“Are you sure? Ten games are too much trouble, or it is easier for us to have one.” Wu Jingxian looked at Zhou Ping.
“No trouble, no trouble. What trouble can those little guys cause me? Don’t you know my strength?” Zhou Ping said quickly.
“This… alright.” Wu Jingxian thought for a while, and finally nodded.
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