Chapter 35 Mosa

Lin Zhiqin drove through most of the city, and encountered the beginning of the evening rush hour. He was stuck in a traffic jam for a while, and stopped at a spacious street after more than half an hour.

"675 Bachelor Avenue."

"Mossa Fight Club."

At a glance, he saw a huge sign hanging on a nearby building. The address was exactly the same as what he found on the competition website poster last night.

This area is close to the industrial park in the south of the city. The buildings are not too dense, there are few people and cars, and the roads and streets appear to be very empty.

Lin Zhiqin parked the car directly in a parking space on the side of the road, and then asked Lu Yuan to get out of the car.

"Let's go, let's take you around before tonight's game starts."

Lu Yuan nodded, got out of the car and followed Lin Zhiqin.

When he walked under the huge sign and was about to enter, Lu Yuan saw several other signs hanging at the door.

"Mossa Fighting Fans Association"

"Mossa Fighters Mutual Aid Association"

"Mossa Religion Ancient Culture Research Center"

Um?

Lu Yuan's eyes were slightly startled when he saw the third sign, "Is Mosa originally the name of a sect?"

Lin Zhiqin paused when he heard what he said, glanced at the sign he was looking at, and replied: "The owner of this club is a Mosaic believer, and he also sponsors the fighting competitions held by the association every year. "

Lu Yuan nodded and followed Lin Zhiqin in while asking, "What kind of sect is Mosaic?"

"It seems to be a small sect that has been passed down from the Baishan era. It originally advocated hunting, martial arts, etc., but in modern times, it has gradually evolved into a love and admiration for fighting...

I don't know the specifics. "

Lin Zhiqin answered casually.

"White Mountain Era?!"

When Lu Yuan heard this word, some information in his mind jumped slightly.

He remembered that his elder sister Lu Jing said that what their archaeological team was digging now was an ancient temple from the Baishan period.

When you walk into the club lobby, the first thing you notice is a giant red-eyed billy goat.

He had seen this pattern on a poster on the competition website yesterday, and guessed it might be the emblem of the Mosaic sect.

"The research center and association offices are upstairs, and the competition venue is downstairs. Let's go down."

Lin Zhiqin greeted Lu Yuan, and the two entered the elevator.

Lin Zhiqin pressed the button on the second underground floor.

Lu Yuan took a look and found that there were four or five floors below.

"If you dig so far down, you won't be afraid of the building collapsing..."

He complained silently in his mind.

The elevator goes down and reaches the second underground floor in a few seconds.

The elevator door opened, and a long aisle appeared in front of Lu Yuan.

A long light tube was installed between the gaps on both sides of the top of the aisle, and the light emitted illuminated the entire aisle in a cold white.

Lu Yuan followed Lin Zhiqin forward, the soles of his leather shoes and sneakers making different sounds on the metal floor.

After walking for about a minute or two, I finally came out of the aisle.

The field of vision broadens slightly.

It was completely different from the picture Lu Yuan expected.

As he walked in the aisle, the images in Lu Yuan's mind were - rusty iron cages, exaggerated and vicious boxers, the air filled with the smell of sweat, blood and gunpowder...

However.......

What he saw was a brightly lit and spacious hall with ample air conditioning.

The staff who come and go are uniformly dressed and have friendly smiles.

The rooms labeled registration office, registration office, lounge, locker room... are clearly marked.

The people who looked like contestants were not rude, but most of them looked polite and courteous.

Lu Yuan also saw a female contestant, wearing a fighting vest and shorts, with a hot and exaggerated figure, but her voice was like a cat, which made him think that this was not the backstage of a fighting competition, but an animation exhibition. Such backcourt.

Everything in front of me seemed very orderly and orderly.

"It's surprising, isn't it?"

Lin Zhiqin glanced at him and said with a smile: "I was also surprised when I came here for the first time.

In fact, the events held by Mosa are much more formal than most significant fighting competitions. "

"You must be more experienced..."

Lu Yuan couldn't help but sigh.

He remembered that the information he found yesterday showed that the Mosa Fighting Enthusiasts Association was in the process of organizing events almost throughout the year.

This happens every year, and people here are probably already familiar with the entire process.

"Ha, you can say that."

Lin Zhiqin took Lu Yuan around for a walk.

People here seem to be quite familiar with Lin Zhiqin. Many people will greet him with a smile and look at Lu Yuan with an incomprehensible look.

This look made Lu Yuan feel a little uncomfortable.

Because he always felt that when these people looked at him, the corners of their eyes drooped slightly.

It seems to contain some kind of meaningful smile.

What are you laughing at?

Are you happy?

Or is it because he looks like a high school student?

Lu Yuan felt inexplicably irritable and began to lose the good impression of this place at first sight.

Only then did he begin to pay attention to the red-eyed billy goat patterns printed all over the hall walls and ceiling, as well as various patterns of unknown meaning.

"That's the gaming office."

Lin Zhiqin suddenly pointed to a small window and spoke, interrupting the irritability that was gradually spreading in his heart.

“If you are interested, you can buy two games to play.

Don't worry, this is also legal and compliant.

And no one knows the information of the two sides in each game, it's all based on luck.

The upper limit of a single bet is not high, it's just a small entertainment project. "

Lu Yuan glanced and said, "Coach, the school stipulates that high school students are prohibited from gambling."

"Hehe..."

Lin Zhiqin smiled and said nothing, just looked at the time and called him, "It's almost time, let's go in. "

The two walked in along a small passage and walked about ten meters.

Push open a door in front of them.

A rather large venue appeared in front of Lu Yuan.

The first thing he saw was the red-eyed goat head statue representing Mossadism, which was almost everywhere in this place.

It was a very large one, hanging high on the top of the venue at a bird's-eye view.

Below was the fighting arena.

It was also huge.

It was very different from the fighting arena that Lu Yuan remembered, which was no more than five meters long and wide.

Not to mention fighting on it, even a 50-meter sprint on it would probably be more than enough.

"If the contestants compete here and lose...will they start running? "

Lu Yuan thought.

The style of the ring is also different from that of ordinary rings.

It is at least ten meters above the ground, and there are stairs on both sides to walk up.

The whole is black, and the fences on all four sides seem to be made of pure wood, and are also filled with statues of goat heads.

It has a fantasy and weird style.

Compared to the fighting ring, the spectator seats around the ring are much more shabby.

There are not many seats in total.

There are not many spectators in the seats.

Lu Yuan roughly counted and estimated that there were not even thirty.

Lin Zhiqin took him to find a position almost against the wall, slightly higher than the ring, and could barely see the whole picture of the ring.

"Maybe the competition party didn't plan to leave seats for the audience at all..."

Lu Yuan always felt that this seat was awkward to sit on.

It seemed to be added later, which was incompatible with the design of the entire venue, and the material was quite perfunctory, not as attentive as other aspects.

But can a match without spectators still be called a match?

"All the preliminaries are being held during this period, ten games a day, and it will start in ten minutes. "

Lin Zhiqin took out his cell phone and checked the time, then said to Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan nodded.

He noticed that Lin Zhiqin's cell phone screen saver was a young and beautiful woman, and he didn't know if she was his wife.

Ten minutes passed in a flash.

Six thirty-five.

Right on time.

The walls of the venue suddenly lit up.

Lu Yuan then noticed that there were large display screens on the four walls.

When the display screen was dark, it was covered by the pattern on its surface, so Lu Yuan couldn't see it.

Moss popped up on all four display screens The goat head pattern of the religious symbol.

The eyes of the four goat heads radiated flashing red light, accompanied by a piece of music played by an unknown instrument.

Two teams of naked women with oil paint on their bodies walked onto the ring from both sides of the ring, and began to twist their bodies wildly in the center of the ring and dance.

Red light strips seemed to be lit under the ring.

From Lu Yuan's perspective.

The scene in front of him seemed to be some kind of weird ritual going on.

"It is a tradition of Mossadism. It will happen once before each competition.

I have also seen them lead live animals to the ring to be slaughtered on some important days.

You will get used to it in the future."

Lin Zhiqin explained to Lu Yuan in a low voice.

He pointed to the women dancing in the center of the ring and said with emotion.

"Don't think that they only twist for a while every day, and their monthly salary is terrifyingly high.

But then again, these movements are really difficult, and ordinary people can't do them... can't learn them..."

"........"