Chapter 32: King of Fighters

　　 "Lei brother."
　　 "Well? What's the matter?"
　　 "I want to continue playing."
　　 "Yes, but you are now an awakening person and can no longer participate in ordinary amateur competitions. Do you want to participate in the King of Fighters in the underground world?"
　　 King of Fighters?
　　 Li Ruilen took a look, and the purple hair flashed in his mind to kill the aristocrat Matt and the second man in human flesh lighter.
　　 smiled self-deprecatingly, Li Rui shook his head, it should be just a coincidence.
　　 "Well, this is a competition that a mysterious company has been sponsoring. It is very famous in the underground world. Every year, it will conduct systematic sea elections in the world, and finally compete for the king of the year."
　　 "The King of Fighters? Haha, wouldn't there be a King of Fighters called Cao Zhijing before?"
　　 However, there was a dead silence across the phone, and Li Rui's smile gradually stiffened in his face.
　　 Well, Maipi, can't you say it?
"Xiaorui, where did you know that? Those who participated in the war should have signed a confidentiality agreement...Forget it, no matter where you know from, don't ask if you shouldn't ask, when you are strong later, these secrets Naturally open to you."
　　 After the conversation, Li Rui has been muddled. After Wang Lei signed up for him and hung up, he gradually recovered.
　　 The King of Fighters!
　　 A contest in a fighting game actually exists!
this world……
　　 With both hands holding his chin, Li Rui's eyes changed unpredictably.
　　 originally thought it was just a parallel world with a little mysterious metaphysics, but I didn't expect the more exploration, the deeper the darkness of this world.
　　 Now even the fantasy contests have actually appeared, Li Rui only feels that a mist has enveloped himself, and his fingers are out of reach!
　　 What is the relationship between this world and the previous life?
　　 Is the fantasy of the previous life embodied in this world?
　　 Or what happened in this world is projected into the memories of people in parallel time and space, so did they create similar works?
　　 This is a chicken and egg problem.
　　Li Rui threw it behind his head after a little thought.
　　 Rather than entangle these philosophical issues, it is better to think of reality!
　　 For example, if there is a king of fighters, will other fantasy works on the stage of the earth also be real events?
　　Even... an event that has not happened yet?
　　 Thinking of this, Li Rui's heart was fiery.
　　 If this is the case, then the memory of his previous life will be a priceless asset!
　　 "Brother, the homework is done. Can I see the animal world?"
　　As Li Rui imagined the future, Xiao Wei's workbook poke on him.
　　 "Oh? Well done? Let me see."
　　 Taking advantage of Li Rui's inspection of the homework, Li Wei quietly found the remote control board and opened his favorite animal world.
　　 The magnetic sound resembling Zhao Zhongxiang began to flow in the room.
　　 "On the savannah of Africa..."
　　Li Rui glanced at her, shook her head, and continued to check the homework.
　　 But the more he looked, the bigger his heart became.
　　 Except for language, other subjects are almost completely destroyed. English and mathematics are filled with randomness, and physical chemistry will put together some word formulas that they can't understand...
　　 Inhaled deeply, Li Rui depressed his desire to hit people.
　　 "Giggle~"
　　 Watching the humble little lion running around on TV, Li Wei smiled innocently with an arm hug.
　　 Forget it, wait for her to see the animal world before tidying up her!
　　……………………
　　 In the next week, Li Rui was almost two points and one line, shuttle back and forth at home and school.
　　The competition that coach Chen registered for him in the school will start as early as a few weeks. The King of Fighters competition in the underground world is usually held at night, and the schedule can be adjusted according to its own time. There is no conflict between the two.
　　 Of course, this is only in the King of Fighters sea election stage, really want to enter the group stage, then the two must not be both.
　　 However, according to Li Rui's current strength, it is okay to brush in the sea selection experience, really want to enter the second half of the group stage, then the contestants are all extraordinary players who have entered the ranks, he is not enough for everyone.
　　 "196...197...198...199...200!"
In the fighting training center of Mingde Middle School, Li Ruihan was doing push-ups under the rain in a room with an abstract nine-tailed fox coat of arms.
　　The acid swelling in the musculoskeletal was replaced by a more intense mercury sensation. Li Rui groaned painfully and coolly, and fell on the floor panting.
　　 Health: 93/94 [131 points of undigested extra life]
　　 digested a little more life, and Li Rui, a dead dog, showed a satisfied smile.
　　 But soon, his complexion rose again.
　　 "Luo Li, come down."
　　 On his back, Luo Li sat on his lead coat and was playing with a mobile phone.
　　The weight of a hundred catties and his own lead coat made him breathless.
　　 "Huh? Captain, won't it work so quickly? I thought you could stick with it for a while?"
　　 laughed and squeezed Li Rui's ear, Luo Li stood up from him.
　　 "I sit on you, do you try to do 200 push-ups at a stretch?"
Li Rui, lying on the ground panting, rolled her eyes.
　　 "Haha, how can you sit on the lady? This is not a gentleman!"
　　 Luo Li smirked a little, slipped aside and practiced with the girls.
The warmth in the stomach constantly supplemented Li Rui's physical strength. After a while, he turned and stood up. Walk around the classroom.
　　 As the captain of the school team, when the coaches are away, he is obliged to guide the players' practice.
　　 "Fang Jianian, you have problems with punching, borrowing the strength of the legs and waist and abdomen, the fist is just a shell, all its destructive power comes from the accumulation of your body strength..."
　　 "Fan Rong, don't use it so rigidly, the enemies on the ring will not react to your moves..."
　　Li Rui walked down in a circle, and all the more than twenty school team members looked at him respectfully.
　　 couldn't help but respect, because Li Rui picked them up one by one this week.
　　 The kind of hanging.
　　 Of course, Li Rui's original intention is to brush experience points, but these weak chickens are really dishes.
　　 Only when he plays well can he occasionally get 1 experience point. More often, he has worked hard in a teaching game. As a result, there is no fart harvest, but the beaten person has made rapid progress.
　　 As for the daily first win mission...
　　 Alas...it is tears when I say too much.
　　 Thinking of this, Li Rui couldn't help looking at Luo Li's back not far away, and she was inexplicably practising her body while practicing.
　　 Such a thing?
　　 Where is the cool air coming from?
　　 But Li Rui quickly regained his sight, and the last time [Wild Scream] hadn't recovered from her injury so far.
　　People with injuries to battle to give him experience points?
　　 I am not a devil!
　　 shook his head self-deprecatingly, Li Rui calmed down.
　　 This week he summed up some rules. In addition to sufficient food, crazy squeezing his physical energy can speed up the digestion of extra health.