Qi Huahua was dumbfounded.
But the fans were dying of laughter:
"As expected of the Admiral, he has taste!!"
"That's right! That's right! A beautiful girl's butt is meant to be kicked, isn't it?!"
"I'm going to urge Xiaolizi and Nami to come and play right now! I want to see beautiful girls getting their butts kicked!"
"Kick me! Kick me!! I'm going to the scene right now!"
...
Qi Huahua looked towards the nearest "battlefield"—
Two players glared at each other, gritting their teeth.
Amidst the fervent cheers of the surrounding crowd, they shouted, "Rock! Paper! Scissors!"
The moment they shouted "Paper," both of them made their move.
One [Scissors], one [Rock].
The crowd instantly erupted in a huge uproar.
The guy who played Scissors cursed on the spot: "Damn it!"
The guy who played Rock, while laughing maniacally, "Hahaha," exaggeratedly warmed up his waist, hips, and right leg, "Stand still! Stand still!"
The guy who played Scissors was very unhappy.
But he still accepted his fate and turned around, grabbing the wooden post beside him, waiting to be kicked while still talking tough: "You just got lucky this time, but you wait! Damn it!"
—The opponent didn't even wait for him to finish his harsh words before delivering a 180-degree powerful kick!
The kicked guy's butt caved in a large chunk, then bounced back elastically.
"Oh oh!!"
"Hahaha, handsome!"
With a somewhat pained expression, she said, "This is the first time I've learned that Dream Builder also used the dynamic effects of the characters' butts in 'Frost Snow Project' on the players..."
When the viewers saw this grand occasion, a group of people began urging Qi Huahua to hurry up.
Qi Huahua was a little resistant.
"You have to give me some preparation time..."
"How about this, now that we're here, let's go through all four floors first."
Qi Huahua, in a moment of quick thinking, came up with an excellent excuse. Without waiting for the viewers to refuse, she strode through the bustling crowd and walked straight towards the third floor.
The moment she stepped onto the third floor, Qi Huahua immediately felt a sound wave several times stronger than the second floor!
—The second floor was at most like a middle school sports meet, but this place was simply the scene of the ultimate duel global finals!
Undoubtedly, it was a hubbub of voices!
Although the audience on the second floor was also very enthusiastic, they would only cheer when the rock-paper-scissors results came out, and when the butt was kicked.
But on the third floor.
Countless spectators surrounded pairs of fiercely fighting contestants, constantly cheering loudly, encouraging both sides!
The biggest reason for this difference was that the intensity of the "battle" on the third floor far exceeded that of the second floor—
Here, both sides of the competition were bare-chested.
There was also no rock-paper-scissors process.
Qi Huahua personally saw two people grabbing their opponent's shoulders with their left hands, then swinging their right arms in a full circle and slapping them hard on their pectoralis major!
"Slap!"
After the loud slap, it was the next slap with the arm swung in a full circle!
"Slap!"
Then again and again...
Over and over again.
At the same time, his opponent was also slapping his pectoralis major, slap after slap!
No rock-paper-scissors, no courtesy.
There was no polite taking turns.
It was pure and simple mutual slapping!
No breathing! No rest!
Just crazy slapping!
Slapping until one side couldn't take it anymore!
Qi Huahua even saw two familiar IDs floating in the middle of the crowd in the center of the hall—
[Brave Sniper] and [Orange Juice].
"? ? ?"
Qi Huahua widened her eyes in disbelief and squeezed into the crowd to verify.
In the middle of the crowd, two bare-chested characters were tightly gripping each other's shoulders with their left hands, desperately slapping each other's chests.
While slapping, they gritted their teeth and verbally attacked each other:
"Aki, are you even capable! Put some strength into it!"
"I don't feel anything! I don't feel anything at all! You've only been drinking juice and haven't eaten, right? Should I treat you?!"
"Ah!!! You actually secretly pinched my shoulder?! Have some shame!"
"Nonsense! You're the one grabbing me! If you can't take it, just say it! It's not worth hurting yourself for the game!"
"You're the one who can't take it, just say it!"
"Ah! You bastard, go to hell!"
"You're the one who should die! Die, you! !"
"Good! Today, we will not only determine the winner, but also fight to the death! !"
"Then come on! !"
...
Almost every word they said was shouted close to the other's face—if this weren't a game world, the saliva would have been enough to wash the other's face.
Both of them had bloodshot eyes, and their left chests were also blood red.
Every slap could be felt from their body language that they were in extreme pain—almost trembling from the pain.
But both of them were stubbornly refusing to admit defeat.
As if they had some deep-seated hatred.
Qi Huahua stared at this scene in stunned silence, as if she had seen an acquaintance running naked in the street, shocked to the point of being unable to recover for a long time.
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Beside her, the audience spared no enthusiasm.
Every slap could stir up enthusiastic cheers.
The sound of "slap slap slap" mixed with the waves of cheers from the surrounding players created a lively atmosphere on the third floor!
Qi Huahua looked at the two people slapping each other madly and asked the viewers worriedly:
Are these two having a conflict?
But some viewers who understood the cause and effect immediately told her:
"There was no conflict before, they just wanted to do something funny at first, saying they were just playing around."
"But it turned out like this as they played..."
"It's hard to say whether they will break up after the fight..."
Qi Huahua thought this was too crazy.
But it wasn't appropriate to go up and persuade them at this time.
She could only write this down, and ask about the situation after they finished fighting, to see if she needed to mediate...
Taking advantage of the fact that the viewers hadn't come to their senses, she squeezed out of the crowd and climbed to the fourth floor again.
She was prepared to welcome a huge sound wave.
But unexpectedly, the audience on the fourth floor was not as excited as the third floor. Because of the huge difference in volume, there was even a feeling that the surroundings suddenly became quiet.
Unlike the group of people downstairs surrounding and watching the two-person battle at close range.
The fourth floor used ropes to create a simple arena.
But other than that, there was nothing else.
There wasn't even a referee.
The players participating in the competition stepped onto the arena and started fighting!
It only ended when one of them couldn't take it anymore and admitted defeat, or ran out of the arena.
This brutal gameplay caused most players to avoid it, and only a few people participated.
—Some were even people with conflicts, who deliberately used this officially endorsed venue to ensure that their opponents really turned the somatosensory synchronization sensitivity to the highest level before stepping onto the arena to fight this father-son game.
This was the real fight to not only determine the winner, but also fight to the death!
This kind of game easily made the atmosphere tense.
Qi Huahua took a few glances and quickly went downstairs to leave.
Even the viewers in the live broadcast room who were afraid that the world wouldn't be in chaos didn't ask her to stay on the fourth floor to fight in the [Unlimited] arena.
On the other hand, there were a few old perverts who wanted to have a chest-slapping battle with Qi Huahua on the third floor.
As a result, they were immediately banned from the room for a month by the moderator.
—In fact, there were also heroic female players participating on the third floor, but Dream Builder arranged women's events for them, and their opponents were other female players.
Qi Huahua quickly ended the delay and went straight down to the second floor.
After seeing the situation on the third and fourth floors, she suddenly felt—
The butt-kicking competition didn't seem unacceptable.
"I! Qi Huahua! I'm participating!"
Qi Huahua mustered her courage and chose to sign up.
The butt-kicking competition did have [Women's Group] and [Mixed Group]—that is, a group that didn't restrict gender.
Qi Huahua chose the Women's Group without hesitation.
She even had a little confidence: "Among the girls, I'm definitely considered strong!"
Two minutes later, she came to a wooden post and met her opponent—
A cool girl with nose and lower lip piercings and large tattoos on her shoulders.
This lady had obviously spent money at a tattoo shop in Mansheng City.
Looking at this lady's attire, Qi Huahua suddenly felt a little weak.
...
Five minutes later, Qi Huahua ran away covering her butt, with tears in her eyes.
"Wuwuwu, I'm not playing anymore! I want to go to the festival!"
"I need Huo Huo's comfort!"
