Chapter 352: Two Little Monks

As soon as the news of Guding's team's 70-game spike winning streak came out, the entire Arena of God of War erupted.

After seventy rounds of winning streak, the points of Gu Ding and his team soared to 5080 points, directly jumping from the 253rd floor of the God of War Arena to the 509th floor.

A leap of this magnitude is not common in the God of War Arena. Now there are five out at once, which also makes many strong players start to pay attention to the Guding team.

Many people above the 300th floor began to pay attention to the game of Guding's team. They are more concerned about whether the Guding team can gain a firm foothold above the 500th floor.

Because like this kind of winning streak, if the winning streak is terminated in the next game after the winning streak is completed, the points multiple of the previous winning streak will be revoked. Guding and the others are now winning 70 games in a row. If the 71st game is a draw or a loss, then the current doubling effect of 5080 points will be cancelled, leaving only half of the 2540 points. But if you win the 71st round and lose the following rounds, the doubling effect will not be affected. Therefore, the first game after each winning streak is a game to gain a firm foothold, which is very important.

Gu Ding didn't pay attention to so much. He looked at the challenge page projected in front of him, and the challenge button turned gray and could not be selected. This made him a little confused. After scratching his head, he asked the Sea Emperor, "Is the system broken?".

"Bad your size! Can you take a good look at the rules of the game?" Sea Emperor couldn't help cursing. "On the day of more than 300 floors, you cannot apply for subsequent competitions. The purpose is to let the contestants maintain their spirits and fight in the best condition."

"Also, after the 300th floor, the competition rules have changed a lot. The first rule is that you can only participate in three competitions a day. The second rule is that you can win more than three games in a row. You can be blocked by strong people on the higher floors Yes, but the highest limit cannot be higher than the 100th floor of the blocked person. If you win six games in a row, the blocking floor limit will be raised to 200 floors. If you win nine games in a row, anyone below the 1000th floor can participate in the blocking. Players can obtain corresponding rewards according to the strength of their opponents."

"That is to say. You are now on the 509th floor. If you win three games in a row, anyone below the 609th floor can apply for a block. If you win six games in a row, as long as you are below the 709th floor, you can apply for a block." .As for after winning nine games in a row, the tenth game obviously does not want people to win, and even the strong who have obtained the qualification to go directly to the universe sea above the 800th floor may make a move."

"Guys who have obtained the pass qualification must be very strong." Gu Ding grinned and showed his white teeth. Obviously, he is more interested in stronger opponents. "It's a pity that there are only three matches at most every day."

Gu Ding walked around the arena on the 509th floor and watched several games in the arena, but he was not too surprised. The combat power of these people is only about two-star low-level gods, and they don't pose much threat to themselves.

is preparing to exit the Arena of God of War,

Gu Ding's eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of a seven or eight-year-old boy standing on a ring. This caught Guding's attention. Every floor of the God of War Arena is directly sent up by the system. The little boy appeared on this floor at this time, which shows that his strength is qualified to stand here. But the opponent was so young, which made Guding immediately want to watch the game.

On the ring, the little boy shaved his head and was dressed in a blue monk robe. His opponent was a strong man over two meters tall. The face is full of flesh, and the appearance looks very scary. The weapon in his hand is a heavy hammer.

The young monk was extremely thin, and after seeing his opponent, he was obviously a little scared, and his eyes kept turning to another young monk under the ring. Under the ring. The young monk didn't look very old, only about sixteen or seventeen years old.

"These two are monks," Haihuang reminded Gu Ding. "The monks are a school left over from the Buddhist civilization of the Middle Ages. The Buddhist civilization is very strange. It pays attention to the cultivation of the heart and strengthens the soul. They think that meat It is a skin, so it doesn't pay much attention to the practice of the physical body. But in the ancient times, the Buddhist civilization split, and some believed that the physical body was necessary, so it was called the monk school. After the monk school appeared, The Buddhist civilization has also begun to emerge many strong people, because their souls are extremely strong, so they can get twice the result with half the effort."

On the ring, the little monk quickly fell into a predicament. Being chased by his opponent all the time, he just ran away wholeheartedly. He obviously had many opportunities to counterattack, but he was missed.

Gu Ding could also see that the young monk was actually not weak, but a little timid.

"Shakya, don't run away, fight back!" The young monk below the ring couldn't stand it any longer and shouted sharply.

Then the little monk stopped hesitantly, closed his eyes cruelly, turned around and punched out a very neat set of punches, each punch was steadily bombarded on the opponent's body. After the twelve punches were completed, he opened his eyes, and his opponent's body had already begun to disintegrate rapidly.

Gu Ding nodded in satisfaction. Although that set of boxing was too upright, the young monk was obviously very proficient in this set of boxing, and his movements were very smooth. There was hardly any fault that could be faulted. After watching such a circle, Gu Ding felt that the young monk was the strongest in the few games he had watched.

After getting off the ring, the young monk kept his head down, not daring to look at the young monk.

"Your performance today is not as good as yesterday," the young monk rubbed the little monk's head, "Didn't I tell you not to panic when you meet an opponent?".

"But I'm afraid..." the little monk said aggrievedly.

"Are you afraid of losing?". The young monk raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Not afraid!" The little monk shook his head innocently.

"Then are you afraid of pain?" The young monk then asked.

"Not afraid!" The little monk still shook his head.

"Then what are you afraid of?" the young monk asked a little puzzled.

"But that man looks so fierce, I'm afraid." Only then did the little monk tell the truth.

"Didn't the master often say that the skin is a foreign object? How can you be scared by a skin?" The young monk taught, "Even humans are afraid, what should I do when I encounter Zerg in the future?"

"Yes, many Zergs are not only ugly when they are alive, but the blood that bleeds out after death is green and sticky." Gu Ding threatened the little monk.

He could also tell that the two young monks should be brothers. The little monk was not weak. Although his senior brother was young, his aura was like a calm lake, which made it difficult for Gu Ding to guess his strength for a while. This made Guding feel a little strange, and immediately walked towards the two of them.

Hearing Gu Ding's words, the little monk squeaked and hid behind the young monk, only showing half of his head, looking at Gu Ding secretly.

"My name is Guding," Guding introduced himself.

"Senior brother, senior brother...he is the leader of the team of five strong men who won the 70th game in a row!" The little monk reminded in a low voice, tugging at the clothes on the young monk's back. "They are interstellar pirates..."

After listening to Gu Ding's introduction, the little monk was a little afraid of Gu Ding, and he didn't know whether it was because of Gu Ding's strength or because Gu Ding was an interstellar pirate. He has been hiding behind his senior brother and refused to come out.

The young monk naturally knew Guding's identity. The God of War Arena broadcasted the news of Guding's team winning streak three times in one day, and everyone in the God of War Arena could hear it clearly. And after the Guding team's 70-game winning streak, there are endless discussions about Guding.

But the young monk was still very calm, like the surface of a lake without waves, he put his palms together and said to Gu Ding, "Hello, almsgiver, little monk Naluo, this time I went out to practice with my junior brother Sakyamuni."

"You are very strong, and I look forward to meeting you in the next game." Gu Ding expressed his wish without any concealment.

After hearing Gu Ding's words, the little monk Sakyamuni quickly retracted his head, for fear that Gu Ding would see him and challenge himself. He completely forgot that only after three consecutive victories would he be eligible to be challenged.

Na Luo just smiled faintly after hearing this, "I don't want to meet the benefactor in the arena, in fact, I don't want to meet any member of the benefactor's team in the arena."

What Naro said is also true. Although he has never watched Guding's game, he knows how difficult it is to win a 70-game winning streak, let alone a one-time winning streak. He didn't even need to watch Guding's game to know that everyone in their team should be decisive. But he was also a little puzzled that he couldn't feel any bloody smell from Guding.

"That's it, that's alright." It's not difficult for Gu Ding to understand the opponent's thinking. After all, his team is too popular this day, and it's normal for the opponent to be afraid. However, he also liked the straightforwardness and truthfulness of the two monks. "Then I wish you luck!"

After some pleasantries, Gu Ding withdrew from the God of War Arena.

In the God of War arena, the little monk Sakyamuni showed his head, "Brother, is he gone?"

"Let's go." Naro nodded.

"Brother, are you afraid of Gu Ding?". Sakyamuni asked suddenly.

"Not afraid." Naro shook his head.

"Are you afraid of the rest of their team?" Sakyamuni continued to ask.

"Not afraid." Naro still gave the same answer.

"Then you are afraid of losing?" Sakyamuni touched his nose and asked with a little confidence.

"Not afraid." Naro still shook his head.

"Then why do you say you don't want to meet them in the ring?" Sakyamuni asked a little puzzled.

"Because I don't like to meet anyone in the ring." Naro expressed his original intention in this sentence. He doesn't like fighting by nature, but for this experience, he must subdue his heart and make himself stronger.

Maybe Sakyamuni understood, or maybe he didn't understand, he scratched his bald head, and didn't ask any more questions.

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[I've always wanted to write a story about monks, but I didn't expect it to appear in this book for the first time... I owed three chapters in August, and I owed another chapter yesterday, so this is four chapters. 】(to be continued...) ()