The sky was getting dark, and in the arena that was still full of people just now, only Lin Chi and the instructor were left at this time.

In the dry ground beneath his feet, the temperature brought by the sun still remained, and the smell of blood floated in the air, and the poor man who had been beheaded by the berserkers was still lying unattended in the arena, his body covered in a thin layer of dust. The carcass of the lion, who was also killed, was covered with a red cloth.

Seeing this situation of "man is not as good as beast", Lin Chi couldn't help frowning slightly. Noticing his expression, the instructor snorted and spoke:

"The loser deserves this fate, and only the winner can win respect."

"Are you sure gladiators are respected?" Lin Chi lowered his head and stared at the headless corpse: "The audience is just here to watch the bloody performance of these beasts killing each other, no matter who wins, as long as there is enough blood in the arena, it makes no difference to them." ”

Hearing Lin Chi's remarks, the instructor shook his head and sighed, "Young man, you don't understand at all...... When you cut off the heads of your opponents in the eyes of 90,000 people, and everyone shouts your name, and the young King rises from his throne and nods approvingly at you, that is the situation......"

"Was it your previous experience?" Lin Chi looked at the middle-aged man in front of him.

"Haha, I'm the first gladiator to be freed from here since this arena was built!" Speaking of this topic, the instructor puffed out his chest proudly, and his voice revealed a heroic flavor.

He took out the key from the pocket of his robe, opened the shackles on Lin Chi's hand, and then walked to the weapon rack in the corner of the arena, took out two one-meter-long wooden sticks, and threw one of them to Lin Chi, and the other was held in his hand.

"You're going to fight me in this outfit?" Lin Chi narrowed his eyes.

"Young man, with your strength, you can't touch my body at all." The instructor standing five meters away held the handle of the stick with both hands and held the wooden stick in front of him, looking as if he had practiced some kind of ancient swordsmanship: "Come on, I'll let you do it first." ”

"Wait a minute, I've been sitting for too long, and my body is a little weak."

While Lin Chi was talking nonsense casually, he opened the status bar to confirm his current attributes:

Character Name: Countercurrent.

Domination Points: 0.

Prestige: 0.

Kills: 0.

Strength: 15.

Dexterity: 13.

Endurance: 16.

Lucky: 13.

Since he has assigned a lot of attribute points to the initial attribute value in the player's personal skill tree, now every time he enters the game, the attribute value obtained is not bad, at least there will be no sad situation where the single attribute is less than 10 points.

The skills he brought into the map this time are still the familiar "Saber Mastery" and "Titan Grip", two panacea skills that can add bonuses to melee attacks. But in addition to this, there is a strange skill underneath, which is called "Life Storage".

Life Storage (Special Ability):

Some warlike primitive tribes believed that when they killed others, their lives would be stored in their bodies. And the gladiators of the Colosseum also possessed this ability.

When you kill an enemy, that enemy's life will be fused into your body. When using the life of the deceased, various special effects will be randomly obtained, depending on the characteristics of the deceased.

If you don't use this part of your life within five minutes, it will return to the Underworld.

Health Remaining: 0.

"It's so violent." - Primitive worshippers.

"And that skill?" Lin Chi secretly sighed in his heart.

After checking the attributes, Lin Chi turned off the status bar with some confusion, and then saw the broken wooden stick in his hand, and the item introduction also popped up:

Medium-sized wooden sticks.

Melee weapons.

Item Class: Normal. No proficiency is required to use.

"It is said that there are many people who have been spanked by something similar as a child."

After reading the introduction of the wooden stick, Lin Chi tried to swing the wooden stick, and with the 15-point strength bonus, this thing was swung by him to bring out the wind, and it felt like it was completely weightless.

"Are you ready?" The instructor asked impatiently, "The old man still has to go home to sleep." ”

"Alright." Lin Chi nodded: "Let's start." ”

Before the words fell, the instructor who was originally standing five meters away suddenly rushed up and swung the wooden stick to the right violently, his body seemed to rotate with the wooden stick under the action of inertia, bringing out a vague shadow.

Lin Chi recognized it at a glance, and the skill used by the other party was the fighter-exclusive skill that had appeared in many games: Whirlwind Slash!

This skill is also known as Blade Storm, and is also known as "The Great Windmill". Although he had seen similar scenes many times in other games, it was the first time that Lin Chi had seen someone use a wooden stick to release this skill......

- Isn't that stupid?

Although he was complaining frantically in his heart, in the face of the instructor who attacked like a wild gear, Lin Chi still decisively retreated to avoid the opponent's edge, and retreated to the round stone pillar behind him, intending to have a pillar circumambulation tactic with the other party.

Even young people should be dizzy after turning around for so long. The instructor's "big windmill" presumably didn't last long. When that guy is weak, you can do it yourself!

As expected, as soon as Lin Chi retreated to the edge of the pillar, he saw the instructor's feet slip, stumbling and almost falling, taking advantage of this opportunity, he directly rushed up with a wooden stick and smashed the opponent's head!

"Innocent!"

The instructor roared and came to a side flip that defied common sense, and swept over with a roundabout kick, and the metal boots on his feet kicked heavily on Lin Chi's wooden stick, and the force was so great that Lin Chi's hands were numb, and the wooden stick was directly taken off.

Lin Chi didn't even have time to dodge away, the wooden stick in the other party's hand was already on his throat!

"Young man, you can't do it......" The instructor put down the wooden stick and sighed long: "You can't get on the arena with this skill." ”

"I think you're too strong." Lin Chi told the truth.

Although his attributes this time are also very good, the opponent's attack speed and strength can be said to be beyond the scope of human beings. With the body of a slave alone, even if the "Limit State" is turned on, such an opponent cannot be defeated!

INTERVIEWER What kind of monsters can fight in this arena?

Recalling the stupid big guy in the afternoon game, Lin Chi was also suddenly interested. It seems that the map of the "Colosseum" is not as simple as I thought before......

"Are all the gladiators in the arena as good as you?" He asked curiously.

"Nope." The instructor shook his head decisively: "...... them It's several times better than me. ”