"The arena is a place to see who is better than fighting. Dating and competing, that is, the two sides of the fight discuss and determine what is on both sides, and whoever wins the battle will belong to whoever wins. ”

The fat man who was scorched inside and tender on the outside by thunder glanced at Qin Wu with surprised eyes, and then said.

During the conversation, the two entered Handan City through the inspection of the guards, and then the feverish big man walked towards the arena with Qin Wu.

"Roar, roar, roar!"

"Drink, drink!"

"Come on! him hard! ”

Walking into the circular arena, first of all, an exciting sound rolled in, and countless people with excited expressions stood up from the seats around the arena, waved their arms wildly, and shouted loudly.

Walking all the way, Qin Wu looked at everything around curiously, but the feverish head was familiar with Qin Wu and walked to a counter.

"Go sign up."

The fat man snorted at the counter.

"Have you ever registered as a fighter before?"

Qin Wu walked up, and the beautiful woman sitting behind the counter smiled lightly at Qin Wu.

"Nope."

Qin Wu shook his head.

"Qin Wu, Berserker level 12, after handing in 10 copper coins, you will become a one-star fighter."

The beauty surnamed Gan took out an iron medal with a small star engraved on it.

Qin Wu took out 10 copper coins and handed them over.

System: Player Qin Wu, congratulations on becoming a one-star fighter.

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One-Star Fighter Medal

+1 for all surnames

Can't be traded, can't be destroyed

Requires a one-star fighter

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"The higher your combat level, the higher this medal will be, bringing you more blessings from your combat caste." The beauty smiled lightly, and then said, "Now, you can pick your opponent and start your first competition." You can also walk around the arena and watch others play. ”

"Let's take a look first."

The Fighter Medal is all surnamed +1, which is much better than the Berserker Blood Medal with only a little strength alone, and after Qin Wu put it on his body, he walked towards the arena where he was playing with a feverish head.

"Fellow Daoists, these are all people competing in singles and teams outside, and the venue for the competition is in another place."

Feverish big head.

"Inside is the Covenant Arena, and you need to pay 10 copper coins to enter the arena."

The two of them made their way to another grand gate, where a berserker with a halberd stopped them.

After paying the copper coins, he entered the arena, and compared with the crowds of people outside and the sound of the waves, there were fewer people in the arena, but the expressions on everyone's faces were even more crazy.

Watching the battle on the arena, the people around them looked crazy, red-faced, blood-soaked and roared, and they raised their waving arms and clutched blue paper scrolls.

The ground was scattered with such blue scrolls, and Qin Wu bent down to pick up one from the ground, except for a few numbers, the others were words that he couldn't read.

"Daoyou, hurry up and observe the strength of those people in the ring, which people you think have been beaten, what things you think you want, Daoyou, hurry up and win them back."

Feverish big head.

Qin Wu didn't say a word, and walked around the Covenant Arena, in addition to the terrain, he also carefully observed all the opponents in the ring.

The big head with a fever was not in a hurry, and happily followed behind Qin Wu one step away, just like a loyal little brother.

"The Fallen War Angel has completed a 45-game winning streak, who else dares to challenge the 4-star fighter Fallen War Angel? Defeat him to earn a level 15 warrior skill book worth as much as gold! ”

In the center of the Covenant Arena, a loud voice resounded throughout the arena.

Qin Wu turned his gaze to the past, alone, standing in the ring of the fallen war angel, his eyes were like stars, his sword eyebrows were towering, his face was heroic, his bones were distinct, his body was restrained in light, simple and unpretentious leather armor, and two one-handed swords that were not like ordinary ones were inserted in his waist.

Wearing leather armor and wearing a sword at the waist, such an obvious professional characteristic, there is only another profession of a warrior - sword dancer.

Berserkers represent the strongest strength of warriors, and sword dancers are as their name suggests, sword dancers who specialize in kendo, representing the most gorgeous and powerful swordsmanship of warriors, and also possessing speed and agility that are not inferior to those of rangers and phantom thieves.

As the first swordsman of the Qin Army, Qin Wu created his own sword technique of a hundred battles, so he was naturally very curious about the sword dancer with the strongest sword skills.

He hadn't fought the sword dancer yet, and as soon as he was moved, Qin Wu walked towards the ring of the fallen war angel.

"Fellow Daoist, I said that it's okay for you to fight ten or eight fights, but it's okay for people to fight forty or fifty fights, the two sides are not a weight class at all, don't make senseless sacrifices!"

Seeing Qin Wu walking over with great fighting spirit, the feverish big head hurriedly hugged Qin Wudao.

"I have my own measure, you don't need to say more."

With a light smile and pushing the fat man away, Qin Wu walked straight towards the arena.

"Oh, finally someone has come to challenge the Fallen War Angel again, his name is Qin Wu, only a level 12 berserker, a, uh...... There is no one-time competitive record, and the first time to participate in the battle of 1-star fighters!! ”

After the commentator paused for a moment, he reported Qin Wu's competitive level, and suddenly there was an uproar in the arena, and the voice of doubt rolled towards Qin Wu like a wave.

"It's to find a support to brush up on the winning streak, rookie hurry up and get out of here!"

"It's not professional to find a toll, although you are dressed in bronze and a few pieces of silver, you look like a master, but don't you know that you will first raise the level of competition outside?"

"Okay, I believe he is not a trust, but a rich second generation with money and no brains, thinking that he has a few pieces of silver equipment and bursts with confidence, and comes up to find abuse. Although the glow of the Fallen War Angel's equipment has been canceled, he has won so many games, who doesn't know that it is a set of silver equipment. ”

"Dead!"

"Stupid!"

"Looking for abuse!"

"I love watching games like this!"

The audience around the central ring, analyzing the battle situation sentence by sentence, suddenly poured cold water on the feverish big head, and the only bit of confidence disappeared.

Whether Qin Wu asked him to know clearly, whether Qin Wu was a rich second generation or not, but the feverish big head understood better, the fallen war angel won 45 games in a row, had rich experience in fighting in the ring, and was dressed in silver equipment, obviously not a small character who could be defeated lightly.

Qin Wu didn't play two warm-up games first, find out the strength of the opponent, and dare to go on stage so confidently, but the big head with a fever didn't dare to be so confident.

Fellow Daoist, can you do it?

(Second Update!) )

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