Due to the unusually generous rewards of this competition, the number of participants in this competition is unusually large. According to the official statistics, there were a total of 3,762 contestants in the low-level competition, of which 3,320 were warriors, while the rest were mages and a small number of priests. The number of participants in the Intermediate Division was significantly smaller than that in the Lower Division, with a total of 427 participants, of which 386 were Warriors, and the rest were also Mages and Priests.

Due to the large number of participants, the official competition mode of the qualifiers is very simple and rude, regardless of the low-level group or the middle-level group, all participants are randomly divided into groups of 100 people. Each group will have an hour of battle, all the members of the same group will become your enemies, fight and fight at will, and every time you defeat an enemy, you can capture the badge on the opponent's chest, when the match is over, the number of badges obtained will be recorded, after all four matches, the organizer will select the most 50 badges to enter the semi-finals.

It is forbidden to kill during the match, and it is forbidden to attack opponents who have lost the ability to resist. But the official also knows that the fists and feet are eyeless and the sword is ruthless during the competition, so each participant will sign an agreement before participating in the competition, proving that he is willing to participate in this competition, and if he is injured or killed by this, it has nothing to do with the organizer of this competition or the Hawke Empire. At the same time, if the official finds that a contestant violates the rules and uses the competition to deliberately vendetta, then the Hawke Empire will still pursue his legal responsibility.

Although the Hawk Empire has increased the supervision of the competition, there are too many people in this competition, and the Hawk Empire has never had the experience of holding a similar competition before. So on the first day of the competition, two or three people were killed in the competition, and more than 20 people were seriously injured, unconscious or disabled.

Regner's third group was played on the second day, and Kordak and Vera were lucky enough to be placed in the fourth group, and due to the number of people, the last group had less than 100 people, so the competition was relatively low. And their game is on the third day.

Regner was now in the arena, he craned his neck to look around, he had also seen the first and second sets of battles, but he never saw Annelot. Not only that, but he also carefully checked the grouping list three times, and also found no name of Annelot. This made him wonder what the maid said, if Anne hadn't come to this competition, wouldn't he have worked in vain?

But the ice blue that he had been thinking about day and night never appeared in his field of vision. A look of disappointment flashed across Regner's face.

"Why? are you nervous?" asked Goethe, who had come with Regner for today's game, but Vera and Kordak had not come. The two big brothers and sisters were sleeping in the hotel at this time, and they justifiably claimed that they were replenishing their strength for tomorrow's game.

The two of them didn't worry about what happened to Regner, and the stronger opponent Regner was solved, and now these small fields were no problem against Regner.

"A little. Regner lifted that masculine face and smiled, he had been maintaining his disguise for the past few days, although it was a bit troublesome, but for safety reasons, he had to do it.

"Okay, it's okay, just stay with me in a moment. Goethe said: "Remember, try to hide yourself, don't provoke the enemy, when you are sure to defeat your opponent, when to strike again." ”

"Thank you, Mr. Goethe. Regner said sincerely, although not as easy as Goethe himself to pass the competition, but Regner still has a little gratitude for Goethe's enthusiastic help.

Goethe looked at him deeply, then smiled and did not speak.

Vincent was with four or five warriors, and the fellow was whispering to his companion, and his eyes were still glancing at him from time to time, and anyone with a discerning eye could tell that the fellow had bad intentions.

"Looks like Vincent still doesn't plan to let me go......," Regner said with a wry smile.

"Don't worry too much, it's going to be very chaotic at the beginning, and although they are stronger, they are also more likely to provoke the enemy. They don't necessarily have time to deal with us after they start. Goethe said lightly.

"Okay. Regner looked around a little absent-mindedly, but apart from the malicious faces around him, the cold and unparalleled face in his memory never appeared.

Naturally, the tournament would not take place inside Melindale, and the Hawke Empire's court mage guard had built a temporary portal inside Melindell, and the other end of the portal was connected to a gladiatorial arena outside Melindale. It was a large amphitheater, with the lowest in the center of the arena being the stage for battles, and the stands gradually rising from the middle to the periphery, forming echelons.

Now these auditoriums are densely packed with people, most of whom are ordinary people, but in some exquisitely decorated private rooms, some princes and nobles of the Hawke Empire also sit.

After passing through the portal, Regner was randomly teleported to a corner of the arena, where he looked around and hurried to meet Goethe. Although he is not afraid of this level of competition, with the help of one person, he can not only save a lot of trouble, but also hide his strength. After all, the real purpose of coming here is just to find someone, and it would be a little worthless to expose all your old background because of this.

"Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen!" a loud voice rang out from the center of the arena. Regner knew that this guy was the host of this competition, although the Hawke Empire's competition was intended to select talents, but it also brought a bit of entertainment, so people can watch any game by buying tickets, so that the Hawke Empire can take the opportunity to make a fortune, relieve the economic pressure caused by holding the competition, and at the same time can also entertain the public and play a role in inspiring the people.

Regner listened to the guy standing in the center and rambling as he introduced, although the arena was huge, the host seemed to have two brushes, and even from such a distance, his voice still reached everyone's ears clearly. It's just that Regner doesn't know if he did it with vindictive energy or if he used magic amplification.

"Okay, the above are the basic rules of this competition, these rules are the bottom line of the empire, I hope you don't violate them. The host said a few words, then he turned his head to look around, and then said: "There is no doubt that both the audience and the contestants should not be able to wait at this moment, so now, the competition begins!"

"Follow me, don't run around!" Goethe told again.

Regner pulled out his own devouring light from his back, this long sword became even darker after devouring the souls of two high-level mages, and now it looks close to gray-black, which is several times different from the previous Xueliang sharp selling, but Regner knows that this sword is several times stronger than in the past. His wrist flipped and his sword sliced through the air without making the slightest sound of breaking wind.

"At two o'clock in front of the left, that guy is a person, let's go!" Although Goethe is a good person, he is not a pedantic idiot, at this moment he naturally knows the truth of picking soft persimmons, so it didn't take long for him to set his first target on the poor ghost with a two-handed axe not far away, that is a twelve-level warrior, although he is not small, but it is impossible to have any chance of winning when he encounters an old martial artist like Goethe.

Goethe did not choose any sharp weapon as his weapon, but instead brought a pair of fine iron fists from his home.

"Anyway, this kind of game doesn't allow killing, and it's better to use this blunt weapon. Goethe explained it at the time.

The warrior roared at Goethe's approach, and he swung his two-handed tomahawk with all his might, whipping it out into a semicircle with devastating power.

Goethe dodged the creature with a slight leap backwards, and then he was slightly short, and immediately after a pause he made a burst of lunge.

Although the warrior's attack was powerful, it was clear that this guy had no way to control his power well. His body was slightly unbalanced by the great inertia of the tomahawk, and Goethe got into such a gap and quickly approached him.

Pole-handled weapons such as two-handed tomahawks or spears are known to have a very wide range, but if the enemy is in close proximity to him, it is often difficult for them to be effective. Even, an excessively long handle can become a burden at this point.

Goethe did not give his opponent a chance to push himself back after getting close, and he almost pressed his body against his opponent. Then, Goethe used his shoulders, joints, and fists to unleash waves of swift blows against the enemy. Within two minutes, the soldier had already been beaten by Goethe and his face was bruised and unconscious.

Goethe easily removed the badge from his chest, then turned his head to look at Regna as he was tangled with an eleventh-level warrior. Looking at this guy's dexterous but slightly comical demeanor, Goethe not only showed a smile at the corner of his mouth. He rushed over and teamed up with Regner to take down the enemy.

"This is your enemy, this badge, count it into yours. Goethe threw the president of the second enemy to Regner.

"Thank you, Mr. Goethe. Regner asked, bowing his head in thanks.

"Don't be so polite to me, just go back and call Kordak and invite me to have a couple of drinks with me." Goethe smiled: "Well, now is not the time to talk about this, cheer up, the game is still too early to end!"

At this moment, an astonishing roar rang out on the other side of the arena.

When Regner heard the reputation, he saw a giant man who was more than two meters tall throwing an enemy out of the way like a puppy. Not far from him, the four contestants were confronting him nervously, and to Regner's surprise, one of the four contestants was wearing a cloth robe, and that guy was actually a mage! A mage brought three warriors to besiege another warrior? What was that man?

Fighting spirit not only strengthens one's physique, but also strengthens various senses to a certain extent. Although the giant man was a hundred and fifty meters away from him, Regner could still vaguely observe the general outline of the giant man.

I saw his ** upper body, and the muscles of his upper body looked thrilling. And the color of his skin is also very strange, although it is yellow, but it looks like earth, with a bit of thick and tough feeling, that color Regner has never seen in any human.

The giant man faced three mid-tier warriors and one mid-tier mage alone, but there was not the slightest fear on his face. However, one of the rangers opposite him couldn't hold on, and he hurriedly pulled an arrow from the quiver and shot it with a raised hand.

And the mage also came to his senses, and hurriedly cast a spell, and a fireball technique gradually took shape in his hand.

But then, a strange scene happened, and the giant man did not panic at all in the face of such a scene. He half-knelt on the ground, then thrust his right hand into the ground. Just when the crowd did not understand his intentions, he shouted violently, and then pulled his right hand from the ground, but his right hand now had a huge shield made of rock. The giant man easily lifted the stone shield, which weighed hundreds of pounds, and then easily fended off the enemy's two attacks with his new armor.

Regner's pupils shrank, if his estimation was correct, the earthy yellow skin of this giant man and the giant shield that he had just pulled out of the ground should belong to neither fighting skills nor spells, they should be...... Attribute Abilities!

Earthbinder!