Chapter 1861: Chapter 1861: This Plot Isn’t Right (Third Update)

"Ding, Killing Intent from Ernes +150000!"

"Ding, from..."

More than twenty Killing Intent Points, all from Ernes’s group.

However, there was no system notification for Grudge Emotion Value.

In an instant, Zhang Fan felt a bit unhappy.

Why, why no Emotion Value?

Could it be that the emotion isn’t in place?

"Hehe, you guys recovered pretty quickly, huh? Don’t your wounds hurt?" Zhang Fan laughed.

In an instant, Ernes’s group was exuding violent Killing Aura.

"Ding, Blood Sea Hatred +1, Target: Ernes, Grudge Emotion Value +0.1..."

The Grudge Emotion Value suddenly reached 47.5%!

Emmmm, now that’s more like it!

But Zhang Fan knew when to stop.

After all, with Long Aotian not around, if Ernes’s group went crazy, it would really be dangerous.

But these rookies here, they’re good for inciting a bit of grudge.

Though it’s little, even a mosquito’s leg is meat.

"You guys, do you have no sense of public decency? What are you yelling about? Do you know, if this were outside, I could call the police and have you arrested? You’ve already disrupted public order, OK?" Zhang Fan said.

??

A group of Dark Force Level people stared wide-eyed at each other.

Calling the police??

"FUCK, what nonsense, I’m challenging you right now, OK? Stop dawdling, make your move, you can only refuse three people at most, or do you want to pick?" someone roared.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Fan chuckled: "Oh, alright! You guys said it yourselves. Fine, I’ll choose!"

Saying this, Zhang Fan walked towards the group.

"Excuse me!" Zhang Fan said.

"Heh!" The group sneered.

No matter who Zhang Fan chose, he’d be facing a Dark Force Peak person.

With Zhang Fan’s Dark Force Level strength just entering the fray, anyone could knock him down with one punch!

He could even be punched to death.

After all, the gap between Dark Force Early Stage and Dark Force Peak is really significant.

So, the surrounding people weren’t worried at all.

But soon, the group’s expressions turned dark.

Zhang Fan just walked right across them?

??

What did that mean?

Wasn’t he supposed to choose someone?

"Hey, Zhang Fan, what are you doing?" one person said through gritted teeth.

We let you choose someone, and you’re preparing to run away?

And with your hands in your pockets, strutting along without a care in the world?

Do you believe I can smash your head with one punch?

Zhang Fan sneered: "Why are you guys panicking! I’m choosing someone, aren’t I? Look at you, all rough and ugly, it would be disgusting to duel with you."

??

The surrounding group released an explosion of Killing Aura.

"Ding, Blood Sea Hatred +1, Target..."

The system notifications increased by the thousands.

Looking at the one-thousandth of Grudge Emotion Value, Zhang Fan sighed.

This TM!

Convincing! Really convincing!

Is it this little?

Even though it’s Dark Force strength, come on!

At that moment, Zhang Fan felt a bit of despair.

What am I going to do about the other six types of Emotion Values, damn it!

Soon, Zhang Fan came over to the Huaxia team, raised his hand, and pointed at Che Hou!

"You, yes you, I challenge you to a duel!"

As soon as this was said, Che Hou, who was holding a watermelon and preparing to spectate Zhang Fan’s antics with slanted eyes, was dumbfounded.

??

What the hell?

Bro, are you drunk?

Challenge me?

Did I provoke you?

Do you have an issue with me eating watermelon?

Thinking about Zhang Fan’s stomach that was like a black hole, Che Hou hesitated.

Could it be, Zhang Fan is really hungry?

And since I’m eating watermelon, he’s upset with me?

No way! No way!

If you want to eat watermelon, just say so, I’ll give it to you, no problem.

Dueling, what the hell, if I fight you, I’ll lose my mind.

Immediately, Che Hou quickly handed his watermelon to Zhang Fan: "Bro, here, eat up! If it’s not enough, I’ll get more."

Che Hou looked eagerly at Zhang Fan, his eyes full of unspeakable grievances.

!!!

Zhang Fan was speechless.

You bastard, you’re giving me watermelon you’ve already eaten?

Do I look like a beggar to you?

"Cut the crap, I’m challenging you, let’s go, quickly now," Zhang Fan said.

He had nothing else to do right now, so if people from other national teams wanted to play with him, he’d play along.

Act cool, earn Spiritual Value, earn Emotion Value, and have some fun—all in one go!

How nice is that!

Seeing this, the surrounding group was completely dumbfounded.

What the hell is this?

Zhang Fan is challenging someone from the Huaxia team?

Shit, that won’t do, they came here to beat Zhang Fan to death or into an idiot.

Will the Huaxia team hit one of their own hard?

This guy must be doing it intentionally, right?

"Zhang Fan, you’re not allowed to challenge your national team members! You have to fight with us!" someone shouted angrily!

Zhang Fan turned around, glanced at that person, and said coldly: "If you’re ugly, shut your mouth. I have dignity, okay? You’re TM so ugly, who are you trying to disgust?"

Instantly, Killing Aura erupted!

That person’s fist clenched with a cracking sound.

Ugly?

Ugly?

Where the hell am I ugly?

Besides, I’m much better-looking than that ugly bastard you’re challenging, okay?

Didn’t you see my blonde hair? Didn’t you see my high nose bridge?

You’re TM calling me ugly?

"Ding, Blood Sea Hatred +1..."

"Kid, open your dog eyes wide and compare, who’s uglier, me or that ugly bastard?" the person pointed at Che Hou and roared.

At that moment, Che Hou’s eyes suddenly emitted a killing glare!

Ugly?

You SOB!

"Pa!"

The half piece of watermelon in Che Hou’s hand was crushed!

"I want to challenge this ugly bastard! Dare to accept, punk!" the voice was furious to the extreme!

Did I eat a grain of rice from your family?

Did I eat a bun from your family?

Am I ugly and it’s your problem?

This little pervert Zhang Fan, I can’t beat, but do you think I’m scared of you, this trash?

I’m at least at Dark Force Peak, OK!

"Ugly bastard?" That person was also hopping mad!

"Come on, don’t come and you’re a wimp! Let’s go, see you in the ring!"

"Let’s go, if I don’t beat the crap out of you today until you’re looking for your teeth on the floor, I’m not called Che Hou!" Che Hou clenched his fists and walked directly towards the ring.

Watching this, the spectating British team and Huaxia team members’ eyes twinkled!

Hmm?

This plot twist is wrong, damn it!

Wasn’t this supposed to be Zhang Fan’s duel?

How did it end up in the hands of someone else?

What the hell is this?

At this moment, everyone’s attention was already drawn to Che Hou and the other guy.

"Brother, beat him up! Beat the crap out of the Huaxia team member!"

"Make sure you hit him so hard his own parents won’t recognize him, go on!"

A large group of people surged towards the nearby wide expanse of grass.

Over there on the grass.

A total of fifty circular arenas with a diameter of twenty meters each, surrounded by broken stones.

This is the ring!

Because the base originally didn’t prepare this thing here.

It’s all makeshift.

Seeing Che Hou and the other person enter the circle, Ernes’s side, their eyes also froze.

This plot, it’s not right!

Why is it not Zhang Fan?

(To be continued! Three more updates! The day is not over until I sleep. Woof woof woof!)