After receiving their salaries, the construction workers in the Dadou Arena re-energized their enthusiasm for work, and returned to the construction site one by one that night, working overtime to rush the construction project. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The citizens of Kitland City were both happy and a little headache at this scene, which was a bit disturbing from the construction noise from morning to night.

Roland noticed this situation and suggested that Natasha should instruct the relevant departments of the town hall to reassure the people and seek understanding, and by the way, vigorously publicize the glorious prospects of the tournament, and fully mobilize everyone's national enthusiasm to work together to overcome these small difficulties at present.

Under the supervision of the secret police of the Ministry of the Interior and the Provisional Audit Committee, the bloated and clumsy bureaucratic apparatus of the town hall was finally polished with rust and quickly put into operation.

Human resources and financial allocations were greatly tilted towards the service departments of the tournament, and 5,000 copies of posters were printed overnight and distributed free of charge to pubs, hotels, shops, and other crowded places throughout the city.

In the center of the poster is a large close-up of Beowulf inspecting the construction site and shaking hands warmly with union leader Shabahin, and a large line of eye-catching slogans written below the poster: Give me seven days, and give you a brand new big arena!!

Seven days?

Well, the residents of Kitland City are happy to put up with the noise and see what happens in seven days.

In these seven days, Roland also noticed a very interesting phenomenon, there are two kinds of products that sell the most in the market: first, of course, the pre-sale tickets for the tournament, all of which are sold out in the first three days, and those who are late can only go to scalpers to buy high-priced tickets; The other is a small cork wrapped in cotton, only the size of a button, and a pair of plugged ears can effectively block noise. With these earbuds, you can get a good night's sleep even in the residential area closest to the construction site of the Grand Arena.

As the saying goes, "good things are more than grinding", the biggest "martial arts competition" in Kitland's history, after overcoming numerous setbacks and with great expectations, finally opened on the morning of May 7 as scheduled.

The amount of work in a month is really difficult to compress in a week, and there is a saying that "the radish is fast and does not wash the mud", and it is inevitable that there will be flaws in the work day and night.

Roland has repeatedly emphasized safety, so there is nothing wrong with this, and the details that don't interfere with safety and are only about comfort are a bit ......

On the morning of the opening of the conference, many people ran to the arena before dawn, most of them were spectators with fourth-class tickets, as if getting tickets was not enough insurance, lest their seats be snatched away, and only by sitting down can they feel at ease.

The Kitland citizens entered the stadium after checking their tickets and each received two small gifts - a poster with the race schedule and a small piece of sandpaper.

Although it is worth up to two copper plates, after all, it is a free gift, and everyone is still very happy. In particular, when I saw the new arena after the expansion, the magnificent building broke into view in a very oppressive way, and people were all excited, and the cheers were like a tide.

However, when they walked to their seats, they were "pleasantly surprised" to find that the paint on the bench had not yet dried, so they naturally padded the poster to avoid sticking to their buttocks.

The next "surprise" was the backrest of the wooden plank, which was still covered with bark, and there might be burrs before it could be polished, so it was natural for people to pick up sandpaper and polish it themselves to avoid being pricked.

There was a rustle of polished wood around the venue, and no one was a fool, and it was natural to think of the correct use of these two small gifts, and they all had a "slumped" expression on their faces.

"What you say is good, what a small gift, Nima is actually asking us to clean up the mess by ourselves!"

"Who came up with such a shameless idea?"

"I heard from the people on the construction site that it was the suggestion of the lord's special financial advisor, and it was the young knight from the south, who seemed to be named Roland Koras......"

"What a slut! It's a shame that he can figure it out......"

"How did that kind of guy with a bad stomach become a holy warrior?!"

The masses who did not know the truth expressed their incomprehension.

Fortunately, most of the girls and boys on the Lucia Plateau have a bold temperament, and they are too lazy to care about these details, and their crusade against Mr. Roland Kolas is only a verbal ridicule, and they still deeply admire his financial operation ability, after all, without this "foreign monk who can recite scriptures", there would be no new grand occasion in the current arena, and everyone would not have the opportunity to wipe chairs and watch the game here.

The more advanced seats don't have these problems, after all, the price is there.

The middle class and the wealthy class of Kitland City are very satisfied with this, especially when they see those poor people pouting their butts and polishing their fourth-class seats, not to mention the sense of superiority in their hearts, in contrast, their high-class seats are more comfortable, and they all give a thumbs up and praise Roland Colas, a great southern guy!

The four highest-ranking priests of the Great Church of Kord served as judges, and the game had not yet begun. The four priests had already arrived at the arena in advance, each holding a 7-ring magic scroll in their hands, their faces could not hide their nervousness, and they frequently looked up to observe the sky.

On a May day when Lucia was high and the sun was shining, and the sky occasionally drifted by a hint of white clouds, the priests jumped up like frightened cats, clutching the scrolls and eagerly trying, looking at the clouds with disgust and even resentment, as if they were the embodiment of their ex-girlfriends. One priest even kissed the emblem and prayed that the clouds would roll as far as they could away from the city. In the event of a cloudy build-up, they use their expensive "Weather Manipulation" scrolls to disperse the clouds and ensure that the tournament is not affected by bad weather.

The opening ceremony began at eight o'clock, and Roland and his entourage arrived at the venue 20 minutes early. As both invited guests and contestants, they were also treated with special hospitality, with a waiter who served the VIP to guide them into the private room and bring them a full plate of snacks, drinks and sliced red watermelon.

Bloom instinctively reached for the bottle on his plate. Lyudmila slapped his hand open, and said angrily: "Do you really think you're here to enjoy it?" After the opening ceremony, it's the qualifiers, do you want to play lying down? ”

The dwarf retracted his hand and muttered, "I'll just taste it, and I'll not really get drunk......"

Roland took the list from Vigraf and gave a brief glance at the 80 teams in total, divided into four groups of 20 teams each, each for the qualifiers.

The draw and registration were all done yesterday, so participants can know in advance what kind of challenges they will face and what their competitors will be in the same group, so that they can give them plenty of time to prepare.

Roland's team, codenamed "Shining Gold", was drawn to the fourth group, and there were no noteworthy opponents in the same group.

The teams he has his eye on, such as Natasha's "Thorn Hammer Star", Tamara's "Twilight Fund", Viktoria's "Graceful Violence", Shabalin's "Union Force" and Oleg's "Mokesh's Fury", are all assigned to other groups, and it shouldn't be a problem to qualify for the main draw.

Hearing Lyudmila and Bloom arguing, Roland looked back and smiled: "Each team can only send one person to participate in today's qualifiers, so you don't have to be nervous, eat and drink, just enjoy it with peace of mind." ”

The dwarf was amused when he heard this, "I'll just say, take it easy!" He grabbed the bottle, pulled out the cork and drank it with a bang.

Lyudmila glared at him helplessly, turned to Roland and asked, "It seems that you don't plan to send a dwarf, so who among us will go to the qualifiers?" ”

Before Roland could speak, Miss Ninja, who was munching on a watermelon next to him, looked up and asked him: "The rules of the qualifiers are to go head-to-head with monsters, and the monsters that need to be fought against in the four groups are different, what are we drawing?" Like a demon? ”

"Babu Mo." Roland replied casually.

Lyudmila and Veronica looked at each other, their eyes full of question marks.

"Babu ...... What kind of monster is it? ”

Vigraf and Bloom also scratch their heads, grossly lacking understanding of this demon, which is said to come from the bottomless abyss. (To be continued.) )