Very good at pretending!

"Indeed, it would be nice if the screen was enlarged."

Guan Yin muttered to herself, pointed at the screen and said, "Look at Arena No. 15. There were constant explosions from the beginning. The fight must be very lively."

After the words fell, the big screen jumped. The window No. 15 named by Guan Yin enlarged and occupied the full screen. The numbers of the two contestants were also marked.

"Hey, you can actually choose a channel. It really looks like a monitoring room!"

Duan Xinlan gave it a try and reported several arena numbers in succession, and the images on the screen switched instantly.

"It's voice-controlled, it's not cool at all."

Russell discovered something strange, and Duan Xinlan and Guan Yin started fighting again on the double sofa, this time over the fight for the remote control.

Duan Xinlan wanted to see the No. 9 arena, where two warriors faced each other, fighting so hard that the air flowed from their palms, their fists hit the flesh, and they vomited blood from time to time. It made people's blood boil.

On the 15th stage, the gunsmith and the mechanic competed against each other, which hit Guan Yin's hot spot and refused to give up no matter what.

There is no other way, let’s decide the outcome!

Russell stopped thinking about the Lord God and decided to pick up a champion casually and see what the Lord God had planned.

Of course, he didn't pay attention to the screen. He watched the two goblins fighting without squinting. He was notoriously not close to women, otherwise he would definitely step forward to join the fight.

"Hey, it's my turn. The Lord God has reminded me that I have entered the competition."

Hearing the reminder from the Lord God in her mind, Guan Yin pushed away the domineering Duan Xinlan and rushed to the rear wall holding the number plate.

At the same time, an identification projection appeared on the smooth and clean white wall.

As soon as she swiped the number plate, a light door opened automatically. According to the number on the door, it was Arena No. 27.

Russell silently noted that he had always been a single-player player. Even if he was given a garbled number, he could not hear the prompt from the Lord God in his mind.

"Quick, quick, quick, ring number 27, I want to see her get beaten up."

"You are such a good teammate..."

Looking at the switching pictures on the big screen, Mu Xinxin was speechless.

Russell sat firmly on the sofa, picked up a cup of tea, and wanted to see how Guan Yin performed. He thought that this guy has never launched the first unit, so he must have done it on the spot...

On the wall, the recognition projection reappeared. Duan Xinlan and Mu Xinxin looked at each other and shook their heads.

"Don't look, it's not me."

"It's not me, the Lord God didn't remind me."

"Nonsense, the Lord God reminds me to go into battle. You will definitely not hear the notification sound. What kind of nonsense is this..."
Chapter completed!