"The winner of this warm-up match is, Bertilanza!"

"On his side, no one can stand up!"

"Oh oh roar !!"

In the center of the arena, which was lit by the lights, a host brought by Tivan raised the Spartacus with one hand, while the latter kept striking the remnant shield with his short spear hand and let out a heart-rending battle cry.

Watson's dragon pupils could clearly see that when he let out a war cry, the host next to him was obviously stunned on his face, and his lips trembled a little, and he was already very professional in running away without letting go of his hand.

"Domineering and exposed, worthy of Sparta. ”

"He, I have some impressions. Gao Tianzun also discovered this person and said, "He seems to have been arrested on purpose." ”

"Caught on purpose?"

It's kind of interesting.

Meanwhile.

In the stands of the tournament venue, four people wearing red hooded cloaks were hidden in the vast crowd and were not at all conspicuous, but their eyes never left the man in the center of the field.

"Bertilanza...... And sure enough, he came. ”

"The No. 1 Martial Arts Conference in the universe is still held by the legendary dragon clan, how could he be absent. ”

"In the first fifteen years, he has been to hundreds of competitive tournaments, but every time he is close to the final, he will quit so as not to be more famous and easier to trace, you say he will do the same this time?"

"It doesn't matter, our goal is to catch him and win the team competition. ”

"Yes, I just didn't expect him to deliberately fail to become a slave in order to avoid us!"

"Spartacus has lost all his face!"

"Well, he's just a fugitive, and he's no longer qualified to use the name Spartacus. ”

The hooded man in the lead said a word, then turned his head and walked outside, and the other three people hurriedly followed.

"Do we need to talk to the organisers here, and get them to kick Bertilanza out of the game. ”

"No, we'll sign up tomorrow, and don't forget, if we win, we'll be able to meet the King of the Dragons.

As for Bertilanza, he can't survive in the individual competition alone, he has long lost his soul that belongs to Spartacus!"

When the words fell, several people disappeared into the sea of people.

The arena had already begun to exit, and the construction machines came out to clean up the mess, and Bertilanza also retracted his gaze and walked into the waiting area.

"Bertilanza, winner in the warm-up. ”

At the entrance, the staff in charge of registration announced the curtain, and there was a burst of cheers from the warm-up game waiting area connected to the tavern below.

"Good boy!"

"Hahahaha, this guy is so handsome!"

"Judging by his movements, he must be a veteran of the battlefield. ”

"Hey, look over here. A few people tried to rush up, but they were stopped, but those people still shouted: "Sign up for the team competition, brother! We are the three people who survived the second game, and we are one of them who can sign up for the team competition!"

"Lucky trash, get out of the way!" a large two-headed man slapped the man behind him and looked at Bertilanza.

"Boy, with us, you should have seen our strength, and we will decide together to get the ranking!"

These people are all people who survived the previous warm-up games, some are lucky, and some are tough.

In short, everyone's strength has been shown in the warm-up game, and all the taverns, hotels, and even the main square around will have live broadcasts of the event, and it is clear who is strong and who is weak.

If you can put together a strong group, it is not impossible to get a place.

But on the other hand, what level and strength they have, everyone else can also see it, it is too easy to make a plan against them, plus they are a slave group, and they are more dangerous than everyone else.

If one person is alone, the result is even more uncertain, so one thing they have in common is that they have to sign up for the team competition.

And each warm-up game can only survive a maximum of three people, and when there are many remaining one or two people, it is impossible to get a four-person team to sign up for one game.

So the robbery has been going on here for several days.

The person who recorded at the door didn't care about those people, he was tired of listening to them for so many days, looked up at Bertilanza, and asked formulaically: "Do you want to sign up for the individual competition or the team competition." ”

"Individual. ”

"You need to find enough people in the team competition...... What are you talking about?" the recorder's eyes widened by a dimension.

Bertilanza glanced at the recorder and repeated.

"Individual. ”

"Well····· Okay, you're already on the list, finally let me see one with courage. ”

Guts?

The corners of Bertilanza's mouth rose slightly, he didn't need such a low-level thing for a long time, no one could make him back down.

"Can you let the trouble go?"

The strong two-headed man looked at him for a moment and was silent, then sideways out of the way.

The head on the left says: "If it's too late to regret it now, don't let the victory get you carried away." ”

The head on the right says, "Self-confidence is a good thing, but overconfidence will only lead you into the abyss, this is the advice of those who survived the eight races." ”

"Eight, wow, you must be lucky. ”

"Luck is part of strength, but I rely on my brain. ”

Bertilanza looked at his two heads and paused, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he pondered: "Thank you for telling me this, but it seems that it can't be changed." ”

The two-headed man glanced at the recorder, who shrugged at him.

"Well, good luck then. ”

Everyone expressed their pity, and some people were sarcastic that he was not self-sufficient, but he didn't care about it either, and walked to the tavern area by himself.

However, when he had just entered the tavern, he was just about to find an empty seat for a drink, when he saw something out of the corner of his eye, which made his body suddenly stop and look sideways at the long row of bars on the left.

I saw the Avengers on the left of the long row start: Steve, Tony, Thor, Hawkeye, Sam, Banner.

To the Asgard group on the right: Sif Sif , Van Dahl, Vostagg, Hogan.

There were ten people in total, and the ten seats in front of the bar were filled.

And these ten people also have their own aura, some timid people go around them to buy wine from the side, and they don't dare to insert it directly in the middle, causing that area to be as quiet as if it has been chartered, only they are laughing and drinking with each other.

These people ...... I don't think I've seen it before, a team of ten? There should be two people in the individual competition.

Bertillanza set his sights on Thor and Vostak.

Thor has just awakened, and although he has completely controlled the power of thunder, the aura of the king that he invisibly exudes is becoming more and more obvious.

As for Vostak, he is the largest of these people, and the battle should not be weak.

Everyone else seems to be okay, but it's far worse than themselves.

In the end, Bertielanza set his sights on Banner.

It's a ...... Mortals, mortals without any power or imposing?

It's supposed to be a support character for the team competition with tech items...... It's not easy for such people to survive.