Chapter 209

Lu Ziming has never been so eager for energy as now, but what can he do? It is obvious that crystals cannot appear out of thin air. They only exist in the body of zombies, and the energy recovery in the body is very slow, which can not meet their own needs at all.

At first, I was ready to support the war with war. Suddenly, I lost a lot of money.

Energy should still be stored. We can't count on it in peacetime operations. Before we understand the misunderstanding of energy use, it can only be used as an emergency rescue.

Zhuoma didn't have much energy left in her body. Fortunately, she recovered a little faster than Lu Ziming. By the end of the summer Lake Festival, the energy in her body just reached 100 units.

Unlike those mutant creatures, Zhuoma's 10 units of electric energy can stun an ordinary person. If it is a superman, the effect will be worse, but the warrior trial is not a life and death fight, as long as it can temporarily paralyze the opponent, even 0. One second can also determine the outcome.

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"Remember, you must look into each other's eyes. His strength is similar to that of you. Don't play with your opponent's rhythm. You hit you, he hit him, and let him play with your rhythm, okay?"

Zhuoma's opponent in the first round was a fireman named Yani. He was a second-order strong man and a second-order fireman. He was lucky. The key is that Yani didn't pay attention to Zhuoma and provoked arrogantly as soon as he played.

As Zhuoma's only off-site coach, Lu Ziming once again acts as a super nanny, constantly cheering Zhuoma and analyzing his opponents' weaknesses.

Of course, Yani's advantages are naturally ignored by Lu Ziming.

The trial is a bit like a boxing match. Both sides compete in a limited venue. If either party leaves the specified venue or is knocked down by his opponent, he will be judged as a loser.

Zhuoma uses a wooden sword without a sword tip. It looks a little funny and looks like a clown on the stage. His opponent Yani simply swayed left and right with his bare hands on the drums of the Mongolian war drum, slapped his thick chest, exaggerated stood on the edge of the field, smiled at Zhuoma, and regarded the trial as a Mongolian fight.

From the moment Zhuoma entered the field, Lu Ziming had to listen to fate. He would win or lose in one game. There was no chance at all. Everything depended on Zhuoma himself.

"Is the boy who went up just now Zhuoma?"

"Even the shepherd boy, he is also an expert. I haven't heard of his ability. I can't make a mistake."

"You can't be wrong. You have to check one by one when you sign up. Besides, even if it's not, you can't make a mistake if so many people around you look at it."

"Isn't it a joke that such a young child also came to the competition? Did the registered people accept bribes and deliberately discharge water?"

"Look at Yani's arrogance. This game is not worth watching. I'd better go to other venues."

“……”

In the midst of an unknown discussion, Lu Ziming stepped out of the field. He didn't want to see Zhuoma's game, but had another plan.

Gambling is the same for yellow people, white people and niggers. You can't quit as long as you get it.

Compared with the excitement of the selection venue, the casino on one side is also crowded and lively. Mongols with strange accents wear felt hats and whip flying in the air, creating a tense and warm atmosphere.

"Come on, come on, game 11 of the first round, Yani against Zhuoma, the odds are 1 to 10, come on, come on!"

Although I can't hear what the dealer is shouting, I know the words on it. I asked Zhuoma how their credit is. As long as they don't eat black, they can't fight these local snakes no matter how strong they are.

Lu Ziming took out the remaining two crystals and hesitated about Zhuoma's name. Zhuoma was 60% sure that she could win nayani, but.

When the bearded dealer saw that someone finally dared to bet on Zhuoma, he couldn't wait to press Lu Ziming's hand on Zhuoma's name: "buy and leave! Does anyone continue to bet, 1 compensate 10, and there will be no shop after this village".

"Who is this man? Abzoma, two soul stones, are you crazy?"

"No, it's foreign. It's estimated that it's with Zhuoma. It looks a little interesting."

The dealer continues to shout, but only Lu Ziming won by abzhuoma. "In game 11 of the first round, Yani vs Zhuoma, the odds are 1 to 10. It's a rare opportunity. Come on, come on!"

The gamblers around looked at Lu Ziming with sympathetic eyes and laughed. Some even patted him on the shoulder with greasy hands to let him continue to refuel and lose.

There are not many crystals, at least he thinks so, but he can't stand the eyes of orangutans around him. Especially, most of the other openings are 1-2. Zhuoma's odds are a little miserable.

He didn't care to understand those complicated eyes. If Zhuoma won, he could earn 20 crystals. If he lost, two more crystals would be of no great use. It's better to gamble. This is also his first gamble. It's not nervous. It's false.

"Win in Game 2 of the first round!"

"Win in game 15 of the first round!"

“……”

"Zhuoma won Game 11 in the first round!"

“……”

Although Lu Ziming didn't understand what they shouted, the dealer put the crystal in front of him into his pocket with a smile, and reluctantly pushed the crystal into the hands of the gambler. When he saw the dealer pushing 20 crystals in front of him, he knew Zhuoma had won.

The dealer didn't know what to say. It was none of his business. He grabbed the crystal on the table and Lu Ziming rushed into the competition field.

A group of people surrounded Zhuoma who had just left the game. Behind Zhuoma, a strong man with * * * * upper body waved strong arms and roared angrily. He was obviously dissatisfied with the result of the game.

"Lu! I won."

"What's the matter? He seems a little unconvinced?" Lu Ziming said, of course, referring to Zhuoma's opponent.

Zhuoma smiled: "he didn't want to play with me at all. He asked me to stab him with a wooden sword. As a result, I stabbed him, and he fell out of the court. Then he got up and said I cheated, but the referee had announced that I won. He refused. He wanted to have another private competition with me and bet on five war horses. I didn't have a war horse, so I didn't want to bet with him.".

"What did the people around you do just now?"

"They want me to gamble with Yani, but after the victory, I can get a war horse, I don't agree. Lu! Do you want to gamble or not?"

Zhuo Ma was left with only him and his mother, plus a dilapidated tent. She was a real "proletariat". She was embarrassed to invite Lu Ziming to his house.

"Bet, why not bet, but if you win, you need two horses, otherwise you won't bet."