Cao Zhe seemed to know a lot about the situation of the gladiatorial troupe, so he introduced it to me endlessly.

Of course, there are also temporary cameos in the gladiators, but more of them are professional gladiators trained in the gladiatorial troupe. In Zuoqiu City, there are three most famous gladiatorial groups, namely: the Black Tiger Regiment, the Golden Gun Regiment and the Giant Bear Regiment.

The Black Tiger Regiment, whose style is as its name suggests, is as brave and domineering as a tiger, and the trained gladiators are good at using short weapons such as swords and like to fight in close quarters. This way of playing is very exciting for the audience to watch, so it is very popular.

The Golden Spear Regiment, as the name suggests, the gladiators inside were all spearmen. The spear is a long weapon, mainly stabbing and picking, and naturally takes the dexterous route and wins by sneak attack. However, they will occasionally be appropriately flexible, using shields with spears and shields, using double spears with two guns, or turning guns into halberds, ge, and so on. But this style of play is not very popular with the audience.

The gladiators of the Giant Bear Regiment are all large, powerful fighters, like giant bears. What they trained hard was strength, and they used weapons such as hammers, axes, and sticks. Since ghosts are virtual bodies, they will definitely suffer if they compare their strength with people.

Of course, ghosts have such disadvantages and also have advantages in other aspects. The biggest advantage is that they have already died once, and if they want to die again, they can only directly injure the brain or heart with their genitals. Otherwise, even if they cut off their hands and feet and cut off their heads, they still won't be able to die, and at most their souls will be damaged.

The gladiatorial troupe usually trains its gladiators in their own training camps, and they come out to compete on the first and fifteenth day of the new year. Every time he played, the gladiator would have an appearance fee, and if he won, there would be a bonus. The money was divided equally between the gladiatorial regiment and the gladiators who went into battle.

Speaking of which, Cao Zhe focused on the leader of the Black Tiger Regiment: "The Xiao regiment leader we saw in the right city last time is the leader of the Black Tiger Regiment. He is very famous in Yin City, and the gladiators he has trained have a high win rate! And he is very trustworthy, as long as the gladiator wins ten games on behalf of the Black Tiger Regiment, he can choose to leave the Black Tiger Regiment on his own! ”

"But what can these people do without the gladiatorial group?"

"Generally, it is introduced by the head of the Xiao regiment to each caravan as a dart master, or to enter the city guard as a city guard. The worst can also be used as a nursing home in some large stores, so you don't have to worry about your livelihood in the future! ”

Well, the last time he saw Lord Xiao Tuan, he generously ransomed himself for a knowledgeable old ghost slave. It seems that this one is a man of temperament, and I can't help but admire!

During the conversation, the gladiatorial battle in the venue began.

Wielding a big stick, the big stick took the lead in attacking the young gladiator of the Black Tiger Regiment. It was big, and it wasn't slow, and the mace was as thick as a pillar, and it was wielded vigorously. The young man took a long time, and waited until the big stick hit, and then dodged to the side in time to dodge.

"Bang!"

The huge mace slammed into the stone slab on the ground, shattering the slate.

When the stick saw that it missed, he swung it again and smashed it violently, like a madman. The boy continued to dodge, with no intention of confronting him head-on.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! ”

After smashing several stone slabs in a row, the two "big sticks" finally couldn't withstand it. The ghost was tired, and the stick in his hand was broken. It was panting with its hands on its knees, and it seemed that it was also a stubble guy, scaring people with its huge size and ferocious fighting style!

At this point, the boy is about to start fighting back. He rolled under the mace of the sticky ghost and got close to the stickman's body, revealing the double swords he had always hidden behind him.

Get close!

This is what Cao Zhe just said, the tactical play that the Black Tiger Regiment relied on to become famous: hand-to-hand combat! Win by risk!

The young man's two swords crossed and slashed a sword on each of the two knees of the big stick ghost. The stick ghost screamed and knelt down with a "plop".

The boy "turned over" again, his body rose into the air and rotated 720 degrees, and the double swords in his hands cut several swords on the arm of the big stick ghost like a whirlwind. The stick ghost screamed again, and the right wrist holding the mace was cut off by the young man's whirlwind sword!

The boy gracefully landed from the sky and kicked the stickman in the face, knocking it to the ground, while stomping on the stickman's chest and pointing his sword at its head.

"I throw in the towel! I throw in the towel! ”

The Stick Ghost shouted hurriedly. It's a shame that it was so arrogant before, but it turned out to be a complete failure!

"In the first game, Yang Yi of the Black Tiger Regiment, win!"

The thick-necked ghost who was in charge of presiding over the game immediately raised his neck and shouted, directly announcing the result of the game.

This is just a competitive match, and it is allowed to admit defeat. Of course, if you shout slower, you can only blame yourself for being killed.

"Good!"

"Well done!"

"I won money!"

"Yikes! The action is too chic! This handsome little guy, I love you to death! ”

"Get out! You fat guy! I just finished picking my toes and picking my nose again! Still in love with the dead? Disgusting not disgusting! ”

"You want to care?"

As soon as the game was decided, the audience erupted in a burst of loud cheers. Especially in the audience of the living side, not only the side they supported won, but also many people won money, so they were naturally elated.

However, the ghost audience was not very happy, and they cursed the big stick ghost who was still cheering for it just now. There are also some ghosts who are complaining that the dealer is too partial, and arranges such a weak ghost fighter for the black-clothed boy, obviously taking care of the gladiator's side.

The big stick ghost was lying on the ground, both legs were injured, and the palm of his hand was broken, and he screamed "whoa". In the end, he could only rely on a few imps from the Wolf Tooth Gang to run out and grab his hands and feet, and dragged him all the way off the field.

Yang Yi, the double-sword boy of the Black Tiger Regiment, was victorious but not arrogant, and waved at the audience on all sides before he left the scene on his own.

Several ghost slaves ran out to clean up the rubble in the field that had been broken by the big stick, and the thick-necked ghost announced loudly again:

"The second game, a three-on-three team match!"

"On the gladiator side, there is a gladiator of the Giant Bear Regiment who has reached the third level: Mo Dali! Li Dagang! Ma Dacheng! ”

"On the side of the ghost fighter, there is a multi-armed door ghost fighter whose resentment has reached the level of a: three swords! Three Forks! Triple locks! ”

"The unified odds of this game: six to ten! Thirteen out of ten for ghosts! ”

As soon as the thick-necked ghost finished introducing the second match, the audience outside the stadium once again set off a heated discussion.

"Three-on-three! This one is sure to be exciting! It's beautiful! ”

"Why are the names of the ghosts over there the multi-armed door so weird?"

"Hey! Because they're all three-handed! ”

However, Cao Zhe, who was sitting next to me, was more concerned about the odds of this game. He frowned and said, "The odds of people are so low? Only six out of ten? ”

"What's wrong? If it is low, it means that the dealer is optimistic about this side! "I'm not a veteran, but I can understand such a simple truth.

"That's not right! Wrong! I don't think it's that simple! Cao Zhe still shook his head.

"Then do you still want to buy it this time?"

"Well, let me think again. What about you? ”

I shrugged my shoulders and said, "Anyway, I've already won one game, so I'll bet another ten Yin Yuan." It doesn't matter if you win or lose! ”

"So which side do you think will win?"

"I'd better buy someone here!"

"The odds are so low, are you still pressing?"

"I bought it casually anyway."

"Well, I still don't think this one is normal, so let's not buy it for the time being!"

At this time, another spectator sitting next to me also came over and said to Cao Zhe: "This little brother, do you also think this game will be boring?" ”

It was a middle-aged man in his forties, with dark skin and rough palms, who was obviously a regular manual worker.

"Brother, do you think something is wrong too?"

"Yes! It's rare to have such low odds! The old brother seemed to be even better than Cao Zhe, slapped his thigh, and said: "This gladiatorial match in Zuoqiu City, I can be said to be there every time!" But I've never seen such low odds! ”

"Usually, people are generally nine out of ten, eight out of ten, and occasionally one or two out of ten to seven, but ten to six is too rare! And it's a three-person team competition! ”

"What do you mean, brother......"

"I think this bookmaker will definitely play a match-fixing!"

"Won't it?"

"Definitely fake!"

Cao Zhe and I felt a little funny when we looked at the old brother's resolute persistence and determined expression.

"Brother, why are you so sure?"

"Because I've received the wind." The old brother next door lowered his voice and whispered: "The three ghosts in this second game are different from the sticks that appeared before, they are not ghost slaves, they are serious multi-armed gangsters!" And it's the backbone! ”

"Oh? Is the leader of the Armed Gate willing to send its key members to participate in this gladiatorial match? Cao Zhe asked puzzled.

"Hey! Maybe it's because they made a mistake that they were brought in by the gang leader to participate in the gladiatorial tournament. If they win, they atone for their sins, and if they lose, they add to their sins! ”

"Aren't they trying to win?"

"That's right! That's why I'm telling you a lie! The opponent of the giant bear group is so strong, and the odds are so low, it's not normal! ”

"Well, what my brother said is reasonable!" Cao Zhe nodded to show that he understood, and then asked again, "Then brother, do you still want to buy this scene?" ”

"Buy!" The old brother next door slapped his thigh again and said firmly: "I decided to do the opposite and make a big bet to buy ghosts to win!" ”

"How much are you going to buy?"

"Two hundred Yin Yuan!"

"Wow!"

This old brother managed to scare both me and Cao Zhe. One game will press 200 Yin Yuan, which is equivalent to 20,000 yuan! If you win, according to the odds, you can earn 26,000 at once!

"What about you? Have you thought about it? I asked Cao Zhe again.

He spread his hands and said, "The odds of crushing people are too low, it's not cost-effective, and the risk of crushing ghosts is too great." I'd better see how it goes, forget it this time! ”