Maze Fan: I opened a buffet in the maze

(The previous chapter has been added. Sorry for the delay of a few days. My condition is really not good. It is best to take a break.

After a break, I feel like I'm back to normal!

Keep challenging for perfect attendance in May. As long as life lasts, challenges never cease. ???

Finally, I wish you all a happy May Day!

Every worker is glorious and great! You should also combine work and rest and take a good rest.

I wish you all good health and happiness, and be full of energy every day! )

Fighting is not about momentary pleasure, but about seeing who will have the last laugh.

It is true that Fan Wei's fighting experience is definitely not as good as that of the mercenary captain who has been in the circle for many years, but his strong physical fitness is enough to withstand the fierce attack, and then beat the master to death with random punches!

From the very beginning, dodging and defense were the strategies of the first stage, and the power of counterattack was also laid at the beginning.

Rupture mark: one rupture is accumulated after three attacks.

This skill that was drawn a long time ago has been used to perfection by Fan Wei. He has researched the essence of the rash mark, which is actually to retain part of the energy that is hit out in the enemy's body and will not dissipate for a certain period of time.

The most basic energy here is weak magic power, but it can also be replaced by other powers.

For example, really domineering fighting spirit!

In addition to its unstoppable destructive power, Zhenba's fighting spirit has many uses. It is not only used for attack, but also can be used to add to oneself.

As the punches flew against each other, Fan Wei had already attached the true domineering fighting spirit to his hands and blasted it into the opponent's body. Now was the time to detonate!

Seeing the pressure increasing, Letosent immediately retreated to take a breath, but as soon as he was out of the attack range, he saw his opponent smiling and holding out his hand, as if he was waiting for him.

Fan Wei opened his five fingers, pointed at Letosent, and suddenly clenched his fist.

"Wow!" The tiger's body shook, and its golden skin was shattered with knife-like marks, and blood gushed out of its mouth.

The domineering Zhenba fighting spirit directly caused heavy damage to the mercenary captain!

He stumbled, struggling to control his unbalanced body.

However, Fan Wei would not give him the time. He rushed forward with all his strength, grabbed Letosent's waist, and slammed him hard into the solid metal guardrail. The spraying blood soaked his back.

The opponent is seriously injured and dizzy, take advantage of him and kill him!

He took a step back, clenched his fists, and punched out repeatedly! The punching speed of high-level masters is beyond the comprehension of ordinary people. They can use their bodies like machines.

Critical hit, critical hit, critical hit! He punched Letocent's golden and strong abdominal muscles, then hit his jaw with a rising dragon punch to renew the stun.

The heavy sword... no, now it should be called the heavy punch, which has a stun effect, and it works really well here.

"Oh my god! Jinba is being beaten!!"

This explosive scene completely ignited the audience's nerves. This new guy turned out to be an unexpectedly powerful man!

The person who had just placed a bet on Jin Ba regretted it deeply. If he had known earlier that he had taken a chance on the underdog, he could have made a fortune! The gambler who bet on Fan Wei to win was filled with excitement.

The audience waved their fists and cheered as they watched the mercenary captain being severely injured. Fan Wei then delivered the final blow to end the situation.

He grabbed Letosent's arm, swung this large enemy up, and slammed him against the edge of the guardrail, causing him to bounce back and fall to the ground.

Standing on the ring, the enemy's dead body is the best proof of victory!

After tidying up his messy clothes, Fan Wei raised his fist high. The enthusiasm of the crowd was ignited, and they were about to cheer, but they realized that they didn't know the man's name yet.

"Strong!" A hoarse shout was heard.

The audience also reacted and shouted, "Strong! Strong!"

The admiration was boiling like a tide. On the high stage, Fan Wei showed a charming smile, walked over and pulled up the dizzy mercenary captain.

"You, you win..."

Letocent held his head and climbed up, lying on the edge of the guardrail, took the red potion handed to him by his teammates, drank it in one gulp, and felt better.

"Name." The defeated mercenary captain made a depressed sound with his back turned.

"Fan." He only gave his last name, Misler Fan. He has become somewhat famous in the imperial capital recently. Fan Wei does not want to expose his fame in a place where all kinds of people gather.

"Very good, I remember that. You are really amazing."

Letosent drank another bottle of purple potion with the liquor, and after a bitter look on his face, he continued, "Get ready to go. I'll take the quest for thirty-five gold coins as you said."

Fan Wei was overjoyed. He saved several gold coins by fighting. It was really a big profit!

"Fan, are you interested in playing a real game?"

Just as Fan Wei turned over and jumped off the ring, Letosent suddenly called him from behind.

"A real game?"

"It's the Battle Madness Fighting Tournament. There are real masters in it. The winner can get extremely special rewards, and the champion is also eligible to join that organization."

"That organization?"

Fan Wei was very curious about which organization was so mysterious, but the mercenary captain refused to say anything, saying that the organization was hiding in the dark.

If you don’t meet the qualifications, you won’t even know the information.

"You are very strong. I can feel it. Your physical fitness is very high, but your fighting skills are very poor."

These words were merciless. It was not that Letosente could not afford to lose and was trying to squeeze Fan Wei. He was speaking the truth. In the eyes of true professionals, Fan Wei really was able to defeat a master with just random punches.

"It will be useful for you to learn some skills through sparring."

After saying this, Letosent took a rest, put on his armor again, and prepared to take on Fan Wei's task.

"Hmm, a mysterious organization?"

Fan Wei was thinking and felt a little excited. As a ranger, the characteristic of his profession was to combine the strengths of all schools, although Instructor Baker had taught him combat techniques.

But there is still a gap compared to the real masters, so it might be a good idea to learn from them.

After noting down the information about the War Madness Fighting Tournament, Fan Wei was about to set off for the Imperial Capital Labyrinth. At this moment, a young girl with a round face and watery eyes suddenly approached him.

"Hello, respected strong man, my name is Delska, and I am a mercenary."

"I have an unwelcome request, could you please listen to it?"

The girl looked to be about eighteen or nineteen years old, and had a very young look. Facing this strong man who had defeated a famous mercenary captain, she tried to appear natural, but she couldn't help feeling restrained.

"It's okay to listen to it." Fan Wei kept smiling and did not comment.

He didn't want to cause trouble in a place where all kinds of people mixed together, but listening in on it was also a way to expand information channels. In the imperial capital, having strength was not enough.

If you are not well-informed, it is easy to be tricked, just like Fan Wei fell into the trap of the End of the World last time.

It was only after Kanisa disappeared for so long that he realized something was wrong. Without an intelligence network, he was like a blind man in this "primeval forest".

"It's like this, we are a mercenary team that was established not long ago..."

The fact that the strong man was willing to listen to her cheered up Delska, and she quickly told her the whole story. It turned out that they were a rookie team.

I want to quickly improve my mercenary level by joining a high-end team.

Specifically, it is to find employers who are looking for powerful mercenaries and offer to help for free.

I hope it can be included in the contract, as long as the points are included.

It's a smart move, but most people will refuse it because guiding a novice on the road is prone to complications and may even get you into trouble.

"I hope you don't mind. I just heard your conversation with the Golden Bed Team."

After finishing the story, Delska waited anxiously.

After thinking for a while, Fan Wei nodded and agreed, "No problem, I don't mind having more companions, but there are two requirements. First, you must listen to my command at the critical moment."

"Second, I am not responsible for your life safety."

It was a demanding but reasonable request, and Delska agreed to it excitedly. This was a very rare opportunity for them. "Thank you, Master Strong! Our Dreamer team will serve you wholeheartedly."

"Just call me Fan."

Fan Wei smiled. Helping newcomers was just something he did out of convenience. It was a gesture of goodwill and also an investment. Supporting a team of mercenaries might become a channel of information for him in the labyrinth and the lower levels of the imperial capital.

I told this to Letosent, but he didn't care at all.

Anyway, it is the employer's business. Golden Bed will not put in extra effort to care about the life and death of such a small shrimp.

The two mercenary teams assembled, and amid the lingering enthusiasm of the tavern guests, they surrounded Fan Wei and set off. On the second floor of the tavern, a pair of eyes watched them silently.

"Misr Fan? Why is he coming to the imperial capital? Is this Mo Ling's plan?"

A calloused, strong hand pressed against the smooth mahogany railing, and above it was a wrinkled but strong face.

It turned out to be the president of the Labyrinth Street Adventurer's Guild!

When the Lord of Blood descended, he was no longer in the Maze Street, but actually came to the Empire.

"Well, the last time the devil's plan was thwarted by Mo Ling, and it also contributed to the birth of the new god. It was a big loss. Maybe she noticed something."

The Guild Master muttered to himself, but his tone was still casual, "It doesn't matter. The time is near and no one can stop it."

"In the first year of the new century, the true red will surely come."