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The electronic loudspeaker sounded the pre-match procedure - that is, the names of the two fighters. Of course, in general, people don't use their real names, but use a simple pseudonym. This time was no exception. One of the fighters' name is "Warrior", and when you hear it, you know that it is a temporary name that has no sincerity. The other fighter called himself "Dreadnought" and was no different from his opponent.

From this point of view, these two actually came to the competition with the idea of "grabbing a handful and leaving". When announcing the names, the identity of the two newcomers was clearly pointed out on the loudspeaker. The Magic Ring is obviously a mass-produced piece of equipment, otherwise it wouldn't have been so much outflow.

“…… Their names may not be known yet, but their talents are immediately visible to everyone......" As the opening sentence of this insincere sentence, the electronic sound that announced the start of the game began.

The two soon began to fight.

To be clear, this game is a battle of superhumans, which means that it does not follow a lot of rules that humans have to follow. For example, in combat matches on Earth, it is common to have a one-minute break every two or three minutes to maintain human strength. The reason for this is very simple, because the physical explosiveness of human beings lasts for a very limited time, and fatigue will quickly deprive humans of their ability to move and reduce their viewing ability. But in this kind of competition, two fighters can fight for 300 rounds, and the performance can fly to the ground, but they can not even breathe afterwards. In fact, the physical strength of the human being in this kind of competition is not important at all, and the fighters fight by the power of magic rather than the power of the flesh. So naturally, there are no pauses, no intermissions, let alone turn-based and stuff like that.

It has been said that in the spectators at the racecourse, the professional riders and the heckling spectators see two very different races. This may be a fact. Because the spectators, that is, the general audience, care about whether the horse is running fast or not, whether the horse they like (or maybe bet) has rushed to the first position, while the professional rider is looking at the quality of the horses on the track, judging their ability and state from their movements, as well as the skill of the rider on horseback. If given the chance, they can even tell if the rider is letting go of the water and deliberately losing a race or something.

For example, Lu Wu, this is the feeling now.

Both men looked more cautious, punching and kicking, and their movements were also very similar to the style of professional players on earth. Straight punches, uppercuts, side kicks, top kicks, slalom kicks, and more. Except for moving a little faster, the essence is actually no different from the fighting competition on Earth. Because the martial arts of all human beings, no matter which world or civilization, can eventually be dismantled into a limited number of actions. It's not that humans are too stupid to invent more tricks and moves, but because as a fixed-body, bipedal walking creature, there are only so many available moves for human fighting skills to go back and forth, the difference is in timing and speed.

And then suddenly, the warrior was grappled with fearlessness. Dreadnought takes a hard blow at the cost of holding the opponent firmly from behind. He had obviously been planning for this sudden attack for a long time, and may have even conducted targeted special training, without giving the other party any chance to struggle. He tightened his opponent's neck with one arm, one leg on the ground, and the other leg and hand completely choked all of his opponent's counter lines.

This directly decided the victory, and the warrior barely supported the struggle, but the opponent strangled his neck from behind, and blocked all his counterattack possibilities. The lack of oxygen caused by the tightening of his neck quickly affected him, and although he was able to control his body with the power of the magic ring, even magic could not produce oxygen in his body. In the cheers of the audience, he first gradually lost his strength, then foamed at the mouth, and finally lost consciousness and fell to the ground. Dauntless achieved an undoubted victory.

If you put it on Earth, or if you remove the rings from both hands, it will definitely be a very exciting game, and the decisive trick of Fearless can even be called a trick. There may be objections to the evaluation of the warriors, but Dauntless is definitely a fighting master, and he deserves this full applause.

However, this time it's a battle of the users of the Magic Ring.

If Lu Wu is asked to give an evaluation of this battle, it is stupid.

Very stupid fight...... They don't seem to know how to use magic properly.

Maybe it was because he was first instructed by the master and then trained by Amber, Lu Wu was already standing in a relatively high position. So I clearly feel that these people don't know how to use magic properly...... No, don't say it's right or not, even the basics can't be done well.

Sheep can only hit enemies with their horns or even their heads. And the tiger will use its minions to fight. Isn't it possible for a tiger to hit it with its head? The answer is obviously no. Tigers can also be hit with their heads. However, if a sheep does this, it is called being limited by natural conditions, and if a tiger does this, it is called stupid.

If you want to describe it, this battle is the soul of a sheep piercing the body of a tiger. It already has fangs and claws, but it doesn't understand this itself, and still insists on hitting its enemies with its head while fighting. The so-called rookies pecked each other, nothing more than that.

Fearlessly circumnavigating the arena, raising his hands in celebration of his victory and greeting the crowd for the victors. The warrior lay on the ground unconscious, his eyes rolling and foaming at the mouth. Two of their own staff members came in and dragged the loser out.

Of course, that ring was taken off as a trophy for the victors.

"Master, why do I think it...... Actually, I can win?" Lu Wu asked. And it's easy to win.

"Of course. The master replied. As mentioned earlier, the surrounding environment here is very noisy, and people are cheering for the winner, in which case the master does not have to worry about being heard, he can just talk casually. "You've been trained by a high-level warlock to fight properly...... In this world," it said a little slowly. "It's rare, if not unique. ”

Lu Wu looked up at the owner of the arena, a man who might be a high-level warlock. As he expected, the warlock was clearly not interested in the game. He reclined in a languid position, watching the victor flaunt his victory, but with a palpable contempt in his eyes.

For him, this kind of game should be nothing to watch at all. Just as adults are not interested in the wrestling of kindergarten children.

"Partner, I'm not against you signing up. The master chuckled. "Winning a few more rings will be good for the future. Partner, keep in mind that this kind of thing is no better than an exoskeleton or any other equipment, and it can still be used when you get it back to Earth. ”

It can still be used when you get it back to Earth...... Really......

Not long after the Warriors were carried out, Daring Do also left. The crowd dispersed a little, and someone announced the end of the afternoon's activities. The next round will be in the evening. It must be said that the audience was obviously unsatisfied, although the event ended, the crowd dispersed very slowly, and there were still people in it after half a day.

"Hey, hey, Lu Wu," Luo Jia didn't know where to squeeze in. "I'm sorry to leave you alone...... Ah, is it over?"

He seemed to sense something, "What, Lu Wu wants to try?"

"The level here...... Is it all this grade?"

"Ha, the level is not enough to look down on? Ha I'm really sorry, it's this grade. But this is a good thing for a strong person like Lu Wu, right?"

"Why do you think I'm strong?"

"Ha, you're not a low-key person...... You've been spreading the word for a long time. To put it mildly, the killing of Grumas has caused a stir. You know, there are more than one or two people who hate Grumas. Although as soon as you tell me your name, I will know who you are. However, I know a little bit more than others," Luo Jia said mysteriously. "I know, you killed Gru in a one-on-one heads-up, didn't you?"

Lu Wu thought of that night, and for some reason, he suddenly struck a fierce spirit.

He had seen a lot of corpses, and he had seen people killed at close range. Maybe it's the result of his natural adventurous penchant or self-hypnosis, and he accepts all these horrible scenes, at least he doesn't feel any psychological shadows, let alone nightmares or anything. But it was a really special scene. I watched as a human head was right in front of my eyes, like a broken watermelon turned into pieces.

"That guy Gru, he's a famous martial arts master. Luo Jia didn't seem to notice Lu Wu's expression. "If you can beat him, it's easy to win some pocket money here. ”

"Pocket money ......"

"Ha, speaking of which, Lu Wu should have also asked about the price of the magic ring, right? The cheapest one is also worth millions...... However, although the amount of several million is not small, for the aristocracy, in the final analysis, it is only the level of pocket money. ”

Luo Jia...... Are you a nobleman?"

"Ha, I hope so, too. It's a pity," Luo Jia spread his hands. "I can only work in this direction. Maybe one day I'll be good enough to be accepted into some noble family. But at the moment I haven't been able to get this honor. ”

"Will it be accepted by the noble family?" Lu Wu suddenly remembered what Hongyi had said.

Luo Jia narrowed his eyes. "Don't underestimate me, I'm an expert in aristocratic knowledge! I know everything about how to be accepted into a noble house, hmph, sooner or later, I'll cross that line and become a nobleman. ”

"If I'm not mistaken, there's no nobles in this place at the Banshee's Gate, right?"

"Who said that? There are not many people, but there are many families. Maybe it's because it's more dangerous...... After all, Kecha Goat is a strong enemy who makes the Stygian Moon suffer a big loss. ”

"Well, have you heard of the 'Xuyan' family?" Lu Wu asked.