Chapter 366: The Emperor of the Ring, Britz

There are several underground fighting clubs in Demacia, ostensibly a place for a group of nobles who have nothing to do all day to keep fit, but in fact, they are underground black boxing rings.

In this world, no matter what era it is, those rich and powerful people are often more difficult to have fun than ordinary people, it is difficult to be really happy, why do you say that, because happiness is a thing, in many cases, in front of different people have different prices, when you are still a child, a lollipop, a few dollars of toys can let you get a day of happiness and happiness through play, and when you grow up, but find that happiness is getting harder and harder to get, for those rich people, Ordinary people spend a little money to get happiness, and they are willing to spend a lot of money to get a little fun.

They began to pursue something more exciting, more hormonal-stimulating, adrenaline-stimulating gameplay, like the fight club in Demacia and the Colosseum at the War College, which are essentially a bit alike.

It is all for those who pursue excitement and entertainment, and pornography, bloody violence, will always be one of the two major attractions.

I don't know who founded the fight club, it was originally a big man in Demacia who put the murderers and rapists in the Demacia prison together, let them fight, let them kill each other, so as to get satisfaction and excitement, and soon, this activity in the underground world was very popular with people.

But humans are such creatures, and while they enjoy the game of hunting, they quickly get tired of it.

As a result, from the initial physical fighting and strangulation, it has developed into all kinds of games, such as buying a death row prisoner, tying him to a chair, and performing various methods of abuse for each viewer by himself, clicking, slashing, gouging out eyes, unimaginable cruelty, no matter how many tricks are changed, they are all the same theme: Hunger Games.

Qi Lin and Xiao arrived at Demacia's largest underground fight club.

Passing by many rooms and halls, you can see all kinds of well-dressed people, most of them are rich and noble.

Take a spin at this underground fight club.

Qi Lin found that there was a smell of wildness and blood everywhere here.

The people's expressions were mostly excited, and from time to time shouts and cheers could be heard erupting from room to room.

As soon as Qi Lin and Xiao, who were wearing masks, entered the door, the doorman gave them a card.

There are a lot of items on it, with various eye-catching names, all of which are related to killing.

From the most simple and intuitive two-person hand-to-hand combat, to the death car, to the chainsaw horror, Qi Lin was amazed, idle, watched many projects, looked at those bloody scenes, looked at those people who were frowning and a little scared, but immediately screamed with excitement after watching it, Qi Lin frowned.

Qi Lin hated these things very much in his heart, too cruel, too bloody, too dark.

After a long time, follow Xiao to a fighting hall.

In the process of accepting people, Xiao found that Demacia's fight club could receive a lot of good people, just yesterday.

Fight Club heard that a big guy was coming.

A mechanical being, a hunky, dumb-looking robot called Blitz.

Few people know that this robot has the strength to rival the hero.

He just passed by here during his travels and was deceived here, although he has a strong learning ability and wisdom that is not inferior to ordinary people, but his heart is very simple, and he was deceived here.

Today, Blitz is scheduled to have a fight match.

It's a hall.

Qi Lin and Xiao sat in the audience, and it was black, and there were about five or six hundred people watching.

In the center of the arena was a large ring, the bricks and tiles of the ring were covered with blood, and there were many weapons scattered, which seemed to be prepared for the fighters participating in the competition. There were armed soldiers with their cheeks wrapped around the ring, and after a while, a young girl with a hot body in a leaky dress walked to the front of the stage.

A searchlight hit her body, and every word of her charming was accompanied by sultry movements, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that she was sassy, she almost didn't wear anything, or a high-pitched speech accompanied by the kneading of her breasts, or stroking her lower body.

"Today we have a special contest because our protagonist is a big guy, a talking robot!"

Countless people looked curious.

"His name is Britz, and this is his maiden match, and his opponent is ten gladiators who have performed very well in previous fights, and I heard that this robot is very powerful, so will he be the emperor of the ring tonight? Let's enjoy this fun night together! ”

Robot? People were all excited, and it seemed that Fight Club had clearly come up with a new gimmick.

Accompanied by lights, a robot appears.

The five-meter-tall body and more than four meters wide are very large, like a small mountain.

A pair of metal feet, iron armor and steel fists, the body is shining, and the two holes in the shoulders are still steaming.

With a metal head and a pair of eyes that glow like lanterns, they look at the people in front of them with curiosity.

A pair of strong arms, his two fists were put on two huge red gloves.

It seems that he has deliberately dressed up, wearing a black fighting suit, which looks majestic.

As soon as he appeared, the girl in the leaky clothes walked over and tried to stand on tiptoe to shake his hand.

Britz reacted and slowly let go.

"Oh, look, this Britz is really smart!"

"Hey, Britz, you're really majestic, will you be our Emperor of the Ring tonight?"

Britz seemed to be a little embarrassed by the girl in front of him, obviously a robot, but at the moment he gave people a little shy appearance, like he was really a person, not a robot.

Monotonous voice, without any pitch fluctuations, "Hello, my name is Britz, nice to meet you." ”

"Say hi to everyone."

"Hello everyone, my name is Britz." Simple words, a clumsy and sluggish-looking metal face, raised a hand wearing huge gloves, making people laugh and clap in amazement.

"Ask you, why did you come to the boxing tournament, to come here?"

In the past, people had their own reasons, either for glory, or to live, or just to eat a mouthful of food, or just as a last resort, in order to live, they had to fight, and they couldn't help themselves.

This Q&A session doesn't elicit much empathy, and even if it does, what about it? It will only make people sigh occasionally, and the bloody fight of those people will form a chain reaction with their introduction, making people's hearts more shocked, and this is what they want!

Britz was stunned for a moment when he heard this question, and the two holes in his shoulder were still spewing steam regularly.

After a while, he lowered his head, looking a little shy, "I was told that I could meet a lot of friends here, and I wanted to make friends." ”

Everyone was stunned when they heard Blitz's words, and after half a moment, a burst of whistles, screams, boos, laughter, clapping, and ups and downs erupted.

"Haluha, dear Britz, do you see those people, they are all your friends!" The girl said with a hearty laugh.

Britz glanced at the people on the stage, although he couldn't see their cheeks clearly, and he was naΓ―ve at the moment, thinking that people should be welcoming themselves.

Half a quarter later.

The girl left, and Blitz was dressed in a fighting suit, majestic, really like an emperor in the ring, like a hill, he was obviously a robot, and from time to time he made clumsy movements of scratching his head with his hands, very human, as if he was curious about what would happen next.

Britz, who didn't react at all, only heard a burst of cheers from the people.

Suddenly, I saw ten people rushing into the ring, some of them had hideous faces, some of them had cold faces, or they were rough men, or they were skinny.

As soon as he came up, he immediately picked up the weapons in the ring, either machetes or iron hooks.

Without saying a word, he surrounded this big man.

Britz was a little questioning, a little puzzled, I don't know what these people are doing, they suddenly surrounded themselves and stared at themselves like this.

These ten people are a group of villains, there is no opening statement, and they directly preemptively strike.

Swarmed.

Or struck, or chopped, began the siege of Britz.

"Ding, ding, ding!" "Bell, bell!"

A crisp sound rang out.

These ten people were all ordinary gladiators, and they didn't expect that their attacks would not react at all to the big man in front of them.

That iron-clad steel fist ignored their attacks at all.

People all widened their eyes and exclaimed, they didn't expect this big guy to be beaten so much, not moving at all, and looking like he didn't care at all.

Blitz was in doubt at the moment, the world he saw was black and white, without color, and the ten people in his field of vision were constantly roaring with hideous faces and rushing up to attack him.

Britz is very puzzled, he came here to make friends, for what these people come up, they continue to attack themselves, although it is not painful, but those hideous looks, than those painless attacks, make themselves a little uncomfortable, more frightening, really, very uncomfortable, although they have no heart, but, for some reason, they are not sad.

Ten minutes.

Ten men besieged for ten minutes, not doing any damage to Britz at all, their machetes were rolled up, and Britz's ironclad steel fist was as bright as ever.

The audience was amazed, and when they saw this scene, they couldn't help but clap their hands and scream.

"Big guy, fight back, hit them!"

"Britz, kill them!"

"Blow them in the head with your fists, punch out their brains, and show us! Quick, come on! ”

In the eyes of outsiders, the light was extremely bland, but in fact, Blitz, who was a little flustered, glanced at the people sitting on the stage, they were shrouded in black, they were not fanatical, they were not excited, and they were a little scary.

People were in a hurry, and they didn't see the excitement and excitement, and they all started yelling at Britz.

The Emperor of the Ring, Britz, was like a child at the moment, standing in place, looking at the people, a little overwhelmed.