The battle between the two is very fierce and very enjoyable. The surrounding audience cheered, and Wang Qiang was also enthusiastic when he saw it.

In the end, the shorter warrior had a slight advantage and cut off his opponent's head with a single sword. After the victory, the warrior raised his hands on the stage and enjoyed the cheers belonging to the victor, and the audience responded enthusiastically to him.

Wang Qiang was also very enjoyable to watch, and at this time, he also understood why Vice City would become the most profitable city in the empire. This aesthetic of violence is really irresistible to men! Tickets, gambling, taxes, just using a few death row prisoners to get such a huge reward! At the same time, it also gives those geniuses a place to use.

Wang Qiang watched the competition for a day, and most of the contestants were warriors, and there were few magicians. And once it appeared, the magicians basically won. Only magicians who are extremely confident in their own strength will appear here, and they are all true sons of heaven.

Wang Qiang assessed the strength of his opponent and himself, and felt that if it was such strength, he was still quite sure that he could win. But if someone hides their strength, they may also capsize in the gutter.

"I'll see you tomorrow. Wang Qiang knew that he couldn't see anything in a day's time, so he decided to watch a three-day game first, money or anything is not a problem, not to mention that he is not bad for this money, as long as he wins these ten battles, 250,000 gold coins, this is really trivial to see the hundreds of gold coins in the game.

Walking on the street, it was already late at this time, and after finding a random restaurant to eat something, Wang Qiang was ready to go back.

"The young man is still alive!" the old man he met yesterday reappeared today.

"Today I just watched how others beat me, and I'm not a reckless person. Wang Qiang replied with a smile, "By the way, my name is Wang Qiang, you can call me by my name." ”

Yegelen nodded: "A lot of young people are self-righteous and go straight to the competition, and the result is that a corpse is left behind. From this point of view, you are much stronger than most people. ”

"By the way, uncle, you said that you have lived in this city for more than twenty years, do you know who is the most powerful among the fifth-order players here?" Wang Qiang asked curiously, as long as he saw the strength of the most powerful player, he would have a bottom in his heart.

"Of course I do, but it doesn't make any sense. ”

"Why?" asked Wang Qiang suspiciously.

"Of course, the strongest fifth-order player is the Seventh Prince, but he is now a seventh-order, and the other players have no point in comparison, and their strength is about the same. ”

Unexpectedly, it was actually the Seventh Prince, Wang Qiang felt powerless, the strongest genius in the Odora Continent, this name was not blown out, compared with the Seventh Prince, he had only cultivated for a year, and the background was too far behind. And this background will be reflected in the strength, in the same level, Wang Qiang feels that he is not the opponent of the Seven Princes now.

It's not that Wang Qiang is arrogant, but it's true, a year is still too short, and Wang Qiang doesn't have time to understand many things in depth, and his research on magic and fighting spirit is insufficient, and his performance in battle is also different.

"Isn't there anything else strong except the Seven Princes?" Wang Qiang asked unwillingly, the Seven Princes are a legend, and no one has been able to reach or even surpass his level for the time being.

"I've said it a few times, why do you come here if you don't have any confidence in your own strength? Only a few people are forced to come to participate, most of them come voluntarily to participate, you think about it, if you think you will lose, will you come here to die? ”

"But. The old man paused at this point, "It's very powerful, and there really is one now." ”

"Who?!" Wang Qiang asked.

"A man named Mu Xi, he is the strongest fifth-order cultivator in the Death Arena now. Three days later, he has a game, and if you want to see it, just go and see it then. ”

"Thank you!" Wang Qiang thanked Yegren. However, this will extend the time to watch the game to four days!

After Wang Qiang left, the dark tiger appeared in place.

"I didn't expect you to be here!" said Dark Tiger with a sigh.

"I didn't expect you to be a dog for the Palansaire family. Yegelen sneered and said, "After all these years, you still haven't figured it out? Our ancestors have nothing to do with us! We are ninth-order masters! I am the lord of this evil city, how carefree and happy! What about you?"

"I don't know if what you're saying makes sense or not, but I know that what I'm doing is not wrong! That's enough!" said Dark Tiger with a firm expression, "Also, what I'm doing now is not for the Palaznell family, but for Young Master Eri!"

"I've heard of him, he's made some contributions recently, and his potential seems to be just average, is such a person really worth following?"

"Young Master Eri's mind you won't understand, I can only tell you that your choice was absolutely wrong! Young Master Eri will lead the Parasonir family to the top!" Dark Tiger said proudly.

Seeing Yegelen's skeptical eyes, Dark Tiger smiled and said, "What? You don't believe it? Young Master Eri's talent is definitely not weaker than that of the Seventh Prince! Now you still have time to take refuge in Young Master Eri, Young Master, he doesn't care about what you left before!"

Jeglen closed his eyes, remembered the good old days, and opened his eyes for a while, saying, "I need to meet Ari." ”

"Okay! Young Master is now in the town of Woff on the frontier!" Dark Tiger said happily, how could he not be happy that his old friends now had the opportunity to work together again?

"What's going on with that Wang Qiang?" asked Yegelen.

"It's the man Miss Elena has a crush on, and Master Eri seems to be very fond of him, and my task is to protect him secretly, as long as I make sure he doesn't die. ”

"Then it's hard for you to do it now, the Death Arena doesn't allow others to interfere, not even the ninth-order masters!" Ye Gren laughed secretly.

"He's definitely going to win!, not only do I believe in Young Master Ari's vision, but I've also witnessed his growth, just wait, his strength will definitely surprise people!"

"Oh, then I'm going to take a good look at this young man's performance!" Glenn smiled, Dark Tiger is such a optimistic young man, of course he has to take a good look at what difference he has!

"Then Master Eri's side... ”

"Wait, it's not bad for a few days anyway, is it?" said Yegren with a smile.