"Don't you know, the point in this game is not about winning or losing, it's about winning or losing." As he was talking, the black opponent appeared, and the standard height of 1.75 meters was like a child in front of the 2.2-meter black boxer. His bones are on the thin side, and the muscles exposed to light armor are not related to the word "developed", so he knows that he is an agile player at first glance. Not at all on the same level as the bear-like Black Jack. Not only that, but the skinny boxer, who was lower than the black level five in rank, had jerky movements and looked around nervously, obviously a rookie who had entered the ring.

"Is that okay? Victory or defeat is not obvious. Renault couldn't believe his eyes, did a battle without suspense deserve such fierce cheers from the audience?

"Of course, the little man is dead."

"Dead?" Renault was puzzled.

"This game is a life-and-death duel, there is no system protection, and in the end, one side will die under someone else's fist. Otherwise, how can it be called a 'finale'. ”

"The battle to the death, why did he still participate? There is still a chance to win the previous game, and this game is no different from sending to death, is it forced to fail? Reynolds said.

"Of course, I was forced, and most of them owed a large amount of gambling debts to 'gather sand into gold'." The old drunkard was surprised and said, "People like this are not worthy of pity, they are all self-inflicted." ”

"How do you have anything to do with the overlord?" Renault frowned and said, involving the Big Three, then things get complicated.

"What's strange about this, not only the business of Lord Overlord, but also the business of the other two giants." The old drunkard raised the empty wine glass in his hand and said, "Look, isn't this 'Margaret' from Lord Luohan's 'drunken dream and death'?" And the two obnoxious guards outside the door, as well as the security guards in the arena, are all the men of the Evil Lord. He held up the large stack of gambling tickets in his hand and said: "** The industry is exclusively operated by Lord Overlord, and 50% of the proceeds of these gambling tickets belong to Jusha Chengjin." ”

"Why share the profits with others, the arena is the territory of the Iron King, isn't it better to run it alone?"

The old drunkard stared at Renault for a while with his already drunken eyes, and then said, "It seems that you are not only coming to the arena for the first time, but also for the first time in the North District." We have the rules of the North District, especially the industries of the Big Three, and there is no second operation. Didn't you notice that there was only one casino, one bar and one security company in the entire North End? ”

Renault suddenly realized: "Monopoly! ”

The old drunkard laughed and said: "Yes, only the profit brought by the monopoly is maximized, just like the arena, there is no second one." Of course, as long as your fists are harder than the Iron King, you can break the monopoly. ”

"In this way, the Big Three should have the strength to monopolize all the industries in the North District, why should they only be limited to their own side of the industry."

"No matter how powerful the Big Three are, they are not monolithic. The three of them restrained each other, so that others could take advantage of it. Besides, the wealth created by monopolies is beyond your imagination, and the fields involved in the Big Three are already the fattest, and the remaining so-called monopolies are just scraps. You see, if the arena wants to increase its financial resources, it must involve the field of the three giants, which means that it must give a piece of the pie to the three giants, otherwise the industry will not be the largest. Other well-paid monopolies are much the same. ”

If he hadn't invited them to the opening ceremony and made the three of them understand the great strategic value of the Sacred Flame Sword, one of the Big Three might have preemptively snatched the right to operate the Sacred Flame Sword.

Just as Renault was pondering, after three deafening drums, the tall and short men in the arena began to compete.

I saw the skinny fighter dodging left and right with a nimble body, never fighting Black Jack head-on, and at every opportunity, he would start from the back of a black man who was as huge as a bear, often nine times out of ten. It's just that after each attack, the skinny fighter didn't dare to expand the results of the battle, but cautiously retreated, as if he was very afraid of Black Jack's windy gloves.

Blackjack, who seems to be unfavorable, is actually calm and determined.

The difference in the number of heavyweights is so ruthless and helpless, otherwise why would boxing be divided into three classes: lightweight, middleweight and heavyweight. Blackjack didn't care about the disturbing sneak attack, and every time he was hit, he didn't feel anything, as if it was a fly that haunted him.

Renault found that Black Jack was half-naked, wearing only a pair of pants, and his equipment defense could be said to be close to zero, but the dark and shiny knotted muscles were like a protective suit stuffed with rubber, and each move would cause a small magic fluctuation that could not be detected, defusing the skinny fist's attacks one by one, and the loss of HP was negligible. If this trend continues, if the skinny fighter does not have a special move, failure is already doomed.

Ding Ding Ding, after three bells, the first round of the battle ended here, the warring sides retreated to their respective rest areas, the thin fighter did not suffer a little damage, but panting like a cow, he showed a face full of shock, he couldn't believe that he attacked frequently, just in exchange for the opponent's less than five percent HP loss. Blackjack had a calm face, the fierce fight just now didn't consume much of his physical energy, and not even a drop of sweat was shed. There is also leisure to talk and laugh with the audience above.

"Did you win?" Renault asked.

"Damn, I lost." The old drunkard frantically tore at the colorful gambling ticket in his hand, "I bet that if he is willing to punch the little man, he will not be able to afford it." After tearing up half of the gambling tickets, the old drunkard stopped this crazy move.

Renault wondered, "Why don't you tear it?" ”

The old drunkard snorted indignantly: "Tear off your head! Half of the pressure is to win the first round, and the rest is to see the result of the second round. ”

"And there are different kinds of pressing?" Renault asked.

"Brother, gambling is a broad and profound science, you can't make much money by simply pressing wins and losing, and in a one-sided game like this, no fool will put the chips on the side that must lose. We're not betting on winning or losing, it's about the end of a few rounds. This time it's a profitable bet. If Blackjack wins the first round, I'll get twenty times the amount of gold. If you win the second leg, the odds immediately become 1:10, which is ten times. ”

"I see, aren't you afraid of them cheating?" Renault got to the point.

"Of course I'm afraid, so no one will bet on the first three controllable games, and if they want to bet, they will bet on the life-and-death duel. The duel of life and death is difficult to control, after all, the battle must end only when one side completely falls. This minimizes the possibility of arena manipulation. ”

"Looks like you miscalculated this time." Renault hit the nail on the head.