At dawn, Ye Zhiqiu climbed out of the warm bedding and quickly put on his clothes.
After dressing up, Ye Zhiqiu didn't have time to eat breakfast. He directly sat in front of the computer desk and turned on his computer.
There were competitions in the underground arena every day. These competitions were genuine professional competitions.
The professional competition was a battle between swordsmen!
To hold a professional competition in the underground arena, one had to find a good opponent on the sword arts forum and make an appointment in advance. Usually, they would make an appointment during the day and go to the arena at night.
"I remember that the stronger the opponent you defeat, the more prize money you get. Play a few more games tonight and earn back the rent.”
Ye Zhiqiu thought to himself, he still owed a few thousand yuan of rent, he had to pay it back quickly.
He had absolute confidence in his swordsmanship! If his swordsmanship was not strong enough, the Night Riders would not have chosen him.
Ye Zhiqiu quickly opened the sword arts forum and looked at the posts inside.
Among them, many posts were created by professional swordsmen to recruit opponents.
Anyone who wished to challenge someone could go and look for his post and reply to it on the floor. There would be specialized personnel to verify it.
"Who is the most valuable?"
Ye Zhiqiu pondered for a moment and searched for the most valuable class, Swordsman.
Unfortunately, the most valuable ones were not available, so they did not open any posts.
Helpless, he could only look for other Swordsmen, and it had to be a match that could start tonight.
"Li Tianyi, worth 2000RMB.”
"Chen Feng, worth 3500RMB.”
"Wang Wu, worth 5000RMB.”
After searching for a while, he realized that the most valuable person in tonight's competition was Wang Wu.
If he defeated him, he would receive 5000 yuan. If he lost, he would receive 5000 yuan.
"We can pay off the rent in one round. Fight!”
Ye Zhiqiu decisively typed a line of words and sent it to the bottom of the post.
"Ye Zhiqiu, a native of D City, challenges the building owner. Tonight at 8 pm, see you there. The phone number is…"
After he posted this post, he quickly received Wang Wu's reply.
"Which class are you? Why haven't I heard of your name before? I won't accept a challenge from a nobody.”
Looking at the reply, Ye Zhiqiu raised his eyebrows and immediately replied: "Be there at 8 o'clock sharp. Don't reply to me. Find the staff to check the information.”
After that, he directly blocked Wang Wu on this floor, so that he could only send private messages.
Wang Wu, who was on the other end of the computer, found out that Ye Zhiqiu had blocked him. He raised his fist angrily and hammered the computer desk.
"Someone must be deliberately playing tricks! I don't believe that a level 1 alt account like this would fight in the arena!”
Thinking of this, he immediately sent a sarcastic message to Ye Zhiqiu and contacted the staff to check the information.
As he had expected, this number must have been casually reported by this level 1 alt account.
Next, in order to verify the information, the staff of the forum directly called the mobile number left by Ye Zhiqiu and asked if he was the one who challenged Wang Wu.
"Yes."
Ye Zhiqiu calmly said,"Please ask Wang Wu to eat less before I beat him, so that he won't vomit."”
His words were not a provocation. He just wanted to play three or four rounds with Wang Wu and earn more money before leaving the underground arena.
No matter what, she had to earn more money from him.
This so-called professional swordsman was like an ATM in front of him.
After Wang Wu learned of this matter, he was so angry that he laughed and directly replied to Ye Zhiqiu via private message.
"You are the first person to speak to me like this, and you will be the last!”
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