Chapter 624: The Ring
Yo, isn't this my knife brother?
Li Ang's eyes lit up, he found a front seat and sat down, and watched.
A few days after the Sky Arena opened, the contestants on the first floor are not necessarily weak chickens, they are likely to be players who have just started to climb the tower.
Therefore, many people came to watch.
Beneath the square ring, there are live broadcast staff, and on the platform high in the arena, there are also two commentators in suits and leather shoes who explain the situation - these are members of the Watch Organization and have a good eye for the broadcast of the event.
Buzzββββ
The four LCD screens that formed the matrix above the arena lit up at the same time, and two commentators appeared on the screen.
A burly blonde man in a purple vest, a blue suit, and a black and white politeness said in a magnetic voice, "Hello audience friends, it's me who is a good commentator, and I am a good commentator." Robert S. EΒ· O. Spittwagen. β
"I'm a chicken boy, Abdel"
An Egyptian man with the same burly body, dark complexion, and a stubby whip hairstyle said in English with a strange accent, "Today's game, we will explain it to you!" β
Damn, where did they find these two people? What a well-known commentator!
Li Ang looked at the two commentators on the large LCD screen, and the corners of his eyes twitched.
I have to say that the plastic surgery industry of the killing game is developed, and any appearance can be made, and it can be reproduced after the renovation.
If we can promote this technology in the TV and film industry,
At least the live-action movie can be better....
"At this moment,"
Spitwagen said energetically, "Standing in the first floor of the Sky Arena, Ring A, are our two fighters, their names are Ogun Mula!" β
The camera immediately showed a one-armed strong man with a burlap mask,
There was an immediate cheer from the bottom of the arena, and Leon looked back to see several dark-skinned players in the corner of the hall smiling and clapping.
"And, Amorous Swordsman!"
As soon as the camera turned, it moved to Wanli Fengdao's body, and his lazy expression of disdain was clearly shown on the LCD screen.
βbooooβsβ
The players in the corner immediately cheered at the Wanli Sealing Knife, but the others in the hall didn't make any expressions.
"Both players are competing for the first time today, and they both have opened up some of their player profiles to the broadcast team,"
Spitwagen said enthusiastically, "Ogun Mura is from the Voodoo Dark Witch Order.
Before joining the Dark Witch Order, he was only 1.5 meters tall, thin and weak, and only promised.
And after joining the Black Witch Order, his size skyrocketed, he was two meters tall and twenty-two meters tall, weighed two hundred and ten kilograms, and dared to punch any enemy.
The giant meteor hammer attached to his hand can easily smash the frontal armor of the main battle tank, and the muscular body is not afraid of artillery bombardment.
The Dark Witch of Voodoo, okay! β
The two players in the ring are willing to open the game, and it is also required to agree to the broadcast of the program team.
They can charge a certain fee to the program team, or they can ask the program team to focus on promoting him or the organization to which he belongs and advertising when commenting.
"Yes, just looking at the meteor hammer in the hand of Ogon Mura, I feel a wave of fear invade my heart,"
The second commentator, Abdel, nodded and said in a deep voice: "And the opponent he will face today is an amorous swordsman from the East.
The silver saddle shines on the white horse, like a shooting star.
Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles.
Did you hear that? The blade of his sword buzzed in the scabbard, a cry eager to drink blood..."
It's too middle two, right?!
Li Ang couldn't help but smack his lips, the players who participated in the ring match had the right to designate the program team to introduce their introduction, so this passage was probably thought by Brother Xiaodao himself.
Sure enough, Wanli Sealing Knife is still as sullen as ever.
At this time, there happened to be a little brother pushing the dining cart and passing through the passage of the audience, he was wearing a red and white uniform, and the chest of the uniform was printed with the three English letters "KMH".
KMH is a restaurant called "Ken Mey-Hua", which has a special store in the plaza and has a lot of customers - the name "Ken-Mey-Hua" is probably stitched together from three real-world burger companies.
Ken Meyhua Restaurant holds a license to operate in the plaza, so their delivery staff have translucent logo patterns floating above their heads to ensure food safety.
"Waiter."
Li Ang snapped his fingers, asked the takeaway boy to push the food cart over, took out a few green chips from the backpack bar, and handed them to the takeaway boy.
The food in the killing game square is naturally much more expensive than in reality.
In order to facilitate stores, players and reduce the loss of game currency, official organizations such as the Global Occult Coalition,
A chip that is difficult to imitate has been introduced. It can be exchanged for in-game currency at the Occult Alliance or for real-world coins. Depending on the color of the chips, the exchange rate will be different.
Leon grabbed some junk food from the dining car and ate it while listening to the two commentators finish their pre-game hype.
"Okay, that's the end of the analysis of the strength of the two players, without further ado, let's start today's most high-profile match!"
With Spitwagen's words, a huge number of countdowns appeared above the ring.
10γ9γ8...
The one-armed man, Ogun Mura, twisted his neck, and there was a clear clicking sound around his neck.
Wanli Sealing Knife yawned disdainfully, and his palm lightly rested on the hilt of the Dragon Slaying Sword.
4γ3γ2...
Leon lowered his head slightly, grunted and took a sip of the ice soda, his curious gaze wandering between the two contestants.
Brother Xiaodao's strength is definitely not weak, no matter how you say it, he is also a well-known bounty hunter in the circle.
However, his opponents are also very strong, and they are not easy to deal with just by looking at their size, not to mention being a member of the Voodoo Dark Witch Order, a medium-sized secret society that specializes in voodoo spells and is insidious and difficult to guard.
1οΌ
At the moment when the countdown ended, Wanli Fengdao grinned, and his hand grasped the hilt of the sword,
Then, he disappeared in place.
"What's going on!"
Commentator Spitwagen instantly exclaimed, "Audience friends, have you seen it, the amorous swordsman player has disappeared directly!" I can't see his movements at all! Did he use some kind of stealth skill?! β
The camera's camera pans sideways at the right time, giving a close-up of the one-armed giant standing in silence, and then shifts to the top of the ring, allowing the audience to see that there is only one person left in the ring.
"No, the amorous swordsman player hasn't disappeared!"
The second commentator frowned, and suddenly shouted, "Did you notice? The wind in the ring! β
The camera crew and the recording crew hurriedly adjusted the equipment, and the audience noticed that the wind suddenly rose in the ring.
The sound of the wind changed from light to loud, from gentle to fierce, from soft and warm to furious.
The invisible wind hangs over the ring,
Without warning, there stood a motionless one-armed giant, and several deep wounds suddenly appeared on his body,
Thighs, one arm, neck, nape of the neck...
The black-red blood splattered out like money, splashing on the stone bricks of the ring,
It also dyed the one-armed giant's sackcloth hood a little scarlet.
βholy shitοΌβ
Commentator Spitwagen exclaimed, "Without warning, Ogon Mura was suddenly seriously injured!" Is this the handiwork of an amorous swordsman? How did he do it! β
Li Ang raised his eyebrows and silently took a sip of Coke,
Brother Xiaodao has made a lot of progress,
It's kind of interesting,