Chapter 1 Prologue The style is still the same

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Yunyang City, underground black market arena.

The people in the audience screamed, shouted, and looked excited, and the damp and unpleasant smell of the ground did not affect them in the slightest.

In the center of the ring, there are two virtual game pods, and four huge LCD splicing screens are hanging in the air, in which two men with masks fight each other.

It's not so much fighting, it's more like a one-sided torture, the sturdy man in the screen is holding a black big sword, and each attack brings a huge wind, slapping the thin man out again and again, as for the reason why he doesn't use the blade to attack, it is already obvious that the sturdy man is playing with his opponent.

This is also the plot that people sitting in the audience are most happy to see.

"Five minutes...... Almost"

In a corner of the basement, the man in the suit glanced at his watch, and then said to the man next to him, "You'll be next, are you ready?" ”

The man next to the man in the suit looked a little strange, the man was dressed in black, a black hooded sweatshirt, the brim was pulled low, and he was wearing a black mask, his eyebrows and eyes were covered by messy hair, and only the fleeting light could be seen in the hair.

Suddenly, there were bursts of cheers in the field, the battle was over, and the host sitting in the audience came to the central ring in three or two steps, announcing the results of the game, the man codenamed "Giant Blade" defeated his opponent completely, and "Giant Blade" only needed to win one more game to get 500,000 yuan in prize money for tonight's ring battle.

"Next up against the Giant Blade is the player codenamed 'Tyrant', let's welcome the Tyrant with a round of applause!"

When the man in the sweatshirt heard the word tyrant, he couldn't help but be stunned, and then a chuckle rang out.

"There will be no more tyrant in the future, gone"

The man in the sweatshirt patted the man in the suit on the shoulder and said with a smile.

"500,000 has been credited to your account, let's go"

The man in the suit raised his hand and punched the tyrant, a smile appearing in the corner of his eye.

"Don't use your right hand next time, it hurts"

The tyrant grumbled, and then made his way over the crowd to the ring, by which time the man who had just fought the giant blade had already left the ring, and the tyrant opened the game pod and lay down in it.

At this time, the audience looked at each other, tyrant, these two words they have never heard of, for a while they were a little unsure of this sudden appearance of the tyrant, the gamblers had their own thoughts, did not dare to bet too quickly, after all, the tyrant can be arranged in the last sniper giant blade, I think the organizer must have confidence in the tyrant.

But the strength shown by Giant Blade in nine games is too strong, and every game is a crushing posture to defeat the opponent, unless the organizer secretly controls the game, otherwise no one really believes that Giant Blade will lose.

Of course, this situation will not occur, unless the organizer does not want to make any more money in the future, you must know that the people sitting in the audience are all regulars in the underground arena, and many of them are big bosses worth tens of millions, rich second generations.

Just a minute before the game was about to start, everyone finished placing their bets, and the odds of the giant blade and the tyrant were almost the same.

"The show begins"

The man in the suit lit a cigarette, and under the firelight, the man's right hand flashed with an icy glow, which was a mechanical prosthetic.

The countdown on the screen ends, and the screen changes to a dilapidated gladiatorial arena, in which the giant blade and the tyrant stand opposite each other, the giant blade is still dressed as before, with a giant sword, light armor, and a seeping demon mask.

The tyrant's body is much thinner than the giant blade, but the black eyes under the broken hair are like black holes, and after looking at them for a long time, people can't help but feel inexplicable fear.

"It's a killer"

All who have seen these eyes have thought so.

The tyrant walked towards the giant blade step by step, the crescent dagger in his hands was positive and backward, and the gamblers who pressed the tyrant were stunned, could this person be a fool? The assassin does not open the stealth choice and the warrior is just looking for death?

"Is this horse coming up funny? "

People with bad tempers have already started to scold.

"Hahaha, it seems that there is no one to come out, let a kid who doesn't understand anything play, this is stable"

The people who pressed the giant blade all looked happy.

In this lightning and flint, the battle was about to break out, and the violent impact of the giant blade was blocked by the tyrant with a double dagger, and in the next second, the tyrant's leg had already kicked the giant blade in the face, and the huge force actually kicked the giant blade away.

"Not an Assassin, a Warrior"

Everyone reacted, the tyrant's assassin's outfit was actually to confuse the opponent, but in fact, the tyrant's bonus point was to add points with all his strength, otherwise it would be impossible to crush the giant blade in strength.

In the game, only the strength of the opponent can perfectly parry the opponent's attack, as well as repel the opponent, and no one will believe the tyrant unless he has full strength plus points.

"It's okay, the giant blade has more HP than the tyrant, and the speed is ...... than the tyrant"

This opening did shock a lot of people, but some people quickly analyzed the weakness of this tyrant, but before they could finish the analysis, they saw that the giant blade that had just gotten up from the ground was kicked by the tyrant again, and there was no power to parry at all.

"I'll go to Nima and use the big sword to parry and defend."

The man who pressed the giant blade was obviously starting to get anxious.

Kicked twice in a row, no one will have a good temper, and the same is true for the giant blade, but the giant blade is not a person who can't control his emotions, otherwise he wouldn't have won nine consecutive victories to get to this point, and he is also good at psychological warfare.

"Boy, the timing is good, I ......"

The giant blade is ready to say cruel words, and at the same time, he wants to take the opportunity to distance himself.

'Bang' kicked directly into the jaw of the giant blade again, sending it flying again.

"Talk a lot"

Step by step, the tyrant walked towards the giant blade, as if he were strolling in a leisurely courtyard, without any pressure.

Now everyone in the field understands that the two are not players of the same level at all, and the giant blade is like a child, facing the adult of the tyrant, and he has no power to parry.

"Tyrants aren't going to be pros, are they?"

Someone gasped.

"The giant blade is obviously so strong, but it is not the opponent of the tyrant"

Someone was dumbfounded.

"No, the appearance fee for professional players is very expensive"

Some people can't believe that how can professional players come to play such small competitions, even the worst professional players have an annual salary of tens of millions, not to mention that this kind of underground competition is illegal, and professional players with normal brains will not participate in this kind of competition at all.

But the tyrant on the screen used his strength to tell everyone what is called dominance and what is called a real one-sided hanging, and from the beginning to the end of the whole game, the tyrant did not use a weapon to attack, but kicked the giant blade to death.

At the end of the game, the tyrant came out of the game pod, and before the host could take the stage to announce the results of the game, the tyrant left through the back door, while the two bodyguards blocked the back door with their bodies, preventing anyone from entering.

The man in the suit spat out the last puff of smoke and flicked the cigarette butt to the ground, a smile appeared on his indifferent face.

"The style is still ...... Think that the new game will be updated when it appears? I have to ask him if he agrees."

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