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"Hey, hey! Are you okay? ”

Witt nibbled on the last bite of hazelnut bread in his hand and waved his hand twice in front of Ayatsuji's eyes, trying to recall her fugue spirit.

"It's fine." The girl came back to her senses in an instant, and her eyes met Witt's concerned look, "You're done eating?" Then go back to your room and rest for half an hour. Half an hour later, we gathered in front of the inn and headed to the Monster Arena together. ”

With that, she stood up first and walked upstairs to the guest room.

"Oh......" Witt stared at the girl's gradual figure, and glanced at the half of the bread on the opposite plate that had been wasted by the girl, realizing that he seemed to have asked an inappropriate question that should not be asked.

Half an hour passed quickly, and Ayatsuji appeared at the door of the inn on time, meeting up with Witt, and the two immediately headed towards the monster arena, and soon arrived at their destination.

As soon as the two of them entered the gate of the Monster Arena, a Nether Apostle greeted them, and politely said, "The venue for the Witt Fighter Challenge Ten Consecutive Tournament has been prepared and placed in the underground arena, are you two going to check it now?" ”

"Huh? I don't play in the open air! Witt asked aloud in surprise, but in fact, he was greatly relieved in his heart. After all, the underground venue is closed, and there seems to be no auditorium...... To prove his guess, he immediately asked, "Is there only a few of you in my game?" ”

"Almost." Ayatsuji immediately responded to his delight, "This time your match has already been agreed with the Monster Arena, it is a private gambling game, there is no outfield betting, and it is a specially arranged venue for you, so there is no need to be nervous at all." ”

"Great! …… There is no one who knows me than Sister Ayatsuji! Witt exhaled exaggeratedly, completely ignoring the helpless expression on Ayatsuji's face as she stood aside.

Witt and Ayatsuji were still standing not far from the gate of the arena chatting, and after a while, the snail arrived as promised.

Without waiting for Witt to say hello, the Nether Apostle on the side took a few steps forward and said, "Since the game is a private game and the amount of money is huge, as a witness and venue provider, at the request of all parties, it is necessary to collect the bet guarantee of the two in advance to ensure that there will be no default after the results of the game are out - everyone, have you brought any money?" ”

Without saying a word, Ayatsuji took out a full money bag from his backpack, stuffed it into the apostle's hand, and then turned his head to look at the snail with a blank face.

Although Luo hesitated, after all, the gambling contract had been signed and pledged, and he was ready to do something, so he took out a brown paper bill inlaid with gold rim from his bosom and handed it to the apostle.

"What's that?" Witt asked Ayatsuji who was standing beside him in a curious whisper.

"A bank bill of 10,000 gold." Ayatsuji snorted quietly, and for a moment, Witt seemed to catch a rare glimpse of a smile slipping across the corners of her mouth.

Put the money away, the basic rules Nether Apostle only used three or two sentences to explain to Witt: "There are a total of ten rounds of the serial game, if you are killed by a monster or knocked down and faint for more than 10 seconds in the battle, it will be considered a failure, of course, if you take the initiative to surrender and admit defeat, you will be eliminated immediately." Every time you win a game, you can advance to the next opponent, and if you win ten battles in a row, congratulations on winning this bet, is there any problem? ”

"Nope." Witt already knew all the rules and answered the apostle's questions neatly.

"Alright, you guys will follow me to the battle grounds." As he spoke, the apostle turned and led the way to the basement level.

Walking down the dark staircase to the center of the underground arena, the sound of footsteps rattling on the ground with a slight echo made Witt feel more and more nervous.

Perhaps sensing the tension in his muscles, Ayatsuji reached out and gently patted him on the shoulder, and gave him an encouraging nod the moment he looked back.

It's just such a small action, but it makes Witt feel a lot more relieved.

[Whatever!] - Fight! With this in mind, he kept stepping into the iron cage that encircled the arena.

"In the first game, Fighter Witt challenges the French Fire Beast! The Contest – Begin! ”

With a proclamation from the Nether Apostle, the wire chain door connecting the cage was opened, and a Dharma-based flame beast was released.

Witt is no stranger to this monster, in the three days of practice from level 20 to level 25, he killed this monster the most, and now he sees it again, but he feels familiar.

When this flame beast unleashed its first flame blast at him, Witt was even more sure that this was a French flame beast monster above level 20 - with his current ability, it could be said that it was easy to deal with. So, a lightning sniper bullet hit the nail on the head, and five or six silver Gru pistol bullets were delivered, and the monster in the first field burped.

Perhaps because it was the first game, Ayatsuji and Luo, who were watching the game, always maintained their usual calm expressions and did not say a word.

The second game started after Witt's three-minute break, and the opponent in this game was Xiao Shujing, another opponent who had fought between level 20 and level 25 I don't know how many times, and the strength used did not need to be more than the previous one, and this game was easily won.

The third game is against two red swamp monsters, although they haven't been fought, but Witt does remember seeing it in the list of monsters in the Black Feather Arena, and it's just two monsters up and down level 20 to 25, a few rebounds, a series of bullets hit over, the time is slightly longer than the first two, in short, it's easy to solve.

Then the opponent in the fourth game is the French blue phosphorus monster that killed countless when sprinting to level 30, and the fifth game is the blue phosphorus fish monster of the physics department......

At this point, not only did Witt feel that this series of games seemed to be simply a little weird, but even the snails who were watching the battle from the sidelines finally couldn't stand still, and pulled the Netherworld Apostle standing aside and asked, "This isn't a monster series, right?" How come they are all low-level monsters?! I'm going to talk to your boss! ”

Unbeknownst to him, the apostle responded in a full official tone: "This is the opponent of the latest round of serial matches, and I am sure that there is nothing wrong with it." Keep in mind that this is one of the officially run arenas, and your doubts are questioning the power of the Nether Lord's reign, so please pay attention to the wording. ”

"However, this is different from the monster fighting tournament I've seen before! There's something wrong with that! No matter what Luo said, the Black Apostle ignored him, and Witt's game continued unhindered.

The premonition of the snail tragedy became stronger and stronger, and he guessed extremely accurately - Witt's opponents in the next five games were all monsters he had fought when he rushed from level 30 to level 35, and with his latest equipment crushing, it was not difficult at all......

"You count me!"

Witt's final game wasn't quite over yet, but the outcome was already revealed from the beginning, and Snail couldn't help but yell at Ayatsuji. (To be continued.) )