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“...... As long as you are a participant, you can get 5,000 gold coins. After a moment of silence, he replied, "But you better give up, you don't even have the qualifications to enter." ”

Hearing this, Benjamin was quite surprised.

There are 5,000 gold coins for one participation, how rich are the people who engage in this activity?

He hurriedly asked, "How can I get the qualification?"

The staff glanced at him, shook his head, and seemed too lazy to answer. However, under Benjamin's questioning, he still spoke: "If you can win three in a row in the ring here, you can qualify." ”

How hard do you think it is......

Benjamin chuckled and nodded, "Three?" Okay, I'll take part now. ”

Under the other party's somewhat surprised eyes, he directly completed the formalities of participating in the ring. A life and death pact with no legal effect, all kinds of strange masks provided by the organizers, and tattered leather armor and long swords......

It is impossible for a mage to participate in this kind of ring competition, and Benjamin also hides his identity as a mage. After some fiddling, he made himself unrecognizable, remembered his training in the army, and picked up the rusty sword.

"Big, big...... No other weapons can be used here except for slashing each other with swords. Will also seemed a little flustered, pulled Benjamin to the side, and whispered, "Do you really want to participate?"

When Benjamin heard this, he smiled: "I know it in my heart. ”

During this time, he had taken a good look at the entire underground square. The people in the background are all murderous mercenaries, and there are no mages with sharp mental power.

In this case, he has a lot of small means at his disposal.

- He's a mage, so of course he wouldn't be so stupid as to really fight with others.

Therefore, although he has no confidence in his martial arts level, he is still full of confidence in the ring.

The staff here was not very efficient, and after Benjamin finished preparing, he waited for more than an hour before it was finally his turn to play.

"Let's go, it's your turn. A big man walked over and said indifferently.

Benjamin nodded.

Coming out of a room similar to a lounge, he wore a pure black mask and slowly walked towards the ring under the guidance of the organizers.

Someone played a trumpet-like but piercing instrument to announce to the excited crowd that their latest "bullfight" was coming. So, people turned around and got out of the way. All eyes intertwined, and they all fell on Benjamin, who was wrapped in a cloak and mask.

Benjamin walked forward without squinting, stepping into the ring from the path where the crowd had parted, feeling like a Moses of the sea.

After a brief silence, cheers and insults poured in toward him.

"Another new ......"

"Damn, this kid is so thin, can't he still be a doll, right?"

"If you look at his hands, he must not have practiced swordsmanship much. We can vote for another person, and this is a sure win!"

Listening to the swarming sounds, Benjamin couldn't help but look down and look at his right hand holding the sword. After all, he is young and has not participated in much martial arts training, so it is normal for him to be looked down upon by just looking at the exposed hands.

However, he didn't care, just a little sympathy for the person who was about to become his opponent.

After Benjamin entered, his opponent walked up from the other side of the ring.

It was a standard mercenary man, with arms that were about to catch up with the thickness of his thighs. Dressed in sturdy leather armor with a fierce aura, it looked much more reliable than the cloak that Benjamin used to hold the mystery.

He wore a mask-like robber, revealing only a pair of eyes, slightly red, like a mad cow in a cage for a long time.

Benjamin was looking at him at the same time that he was looking at him. However, he only glanced at it twice, then let out a disdainful snort and waved the sword in his hand defiantly.

Along with his movements, there was a small cheer from the crowd.

"him!"

"This one has stabilized ......"

"It's this kind of bullying again, it's boring, can't you find two people who look the same to fight?"

The audience was already a little impatient, but the two on stage couldn't do it yet - before each competition, there was a period of time for the audience to bet, and a few scantily clad special professional women would come up to perform. All in all, the whole process takes about five minutes.

In these five minutes, the two of them could only stand on the stage and do nothing.

The mercenary was obviously impatient, but Benjamin didn't care, and waited patiently for the audience to place their bets.

He just felt that it was a pity that players and people related to players could not bet. Otherwise, the odds on his side must be very high, and he can also use this opportunity to make a little more.

The audience here is also very skilled, and the bets are placed very quickly. After a while, five minutes passed, and the place representing the mercenary man was full of chips, and the place representing Benjamin was only a few pieces, as bleak as a winter field.

A guy who resembled a host also came out, squeezed to the edge of the ring, and with an extraordinarily loud voice, suppressed the noise of the other audience a little, and shouted:

"Let's go!"

Accompanied by the sudden boiling crowd, the mercenary man was like a virgin who had been holding back all his life, roared, and slashed at Benjamin with his sword.

In an instant, it was as if a bear pounced out of the dense forest, and in the blink of an eye, it was in front of Benjamin.

And Benjamin, at the moment, is also ready.

The water vapor summoned by the mind spell was quietly filled with the entire ring as early as the time of the bet. Colorless, odorless, without any magical fluctuations, no one could notice anything unusual except to reduce the chapped lips of the surrounding audience.

And these water vapors, of course, are Benjamin's magic weapon to win.

As his opponent was about to swing his sword and slash down, he controlled the water vapor as he flicked it to the side.

Driven by the water vapor, Benjamin suddenly moved more than a meter away, and easily dodged the mercenary's sword. At that moment, Benjamin could even look at the other party's fierce eyes for a long time, and in an instant, it turned into an unbelievable stunned.

There were also bursts of exclamations from the crowd of onlookers.

"What's going on......"

"Y-You see clearly? How did he dodge?"

"Damn, this guy must have knocked on the potion, it's still a very expensive kind!"

Benjamin was still adapting to this pattern of using the water element to cooperate with his actions, so after dodging, he didn't rush to attack.

However, the mercenary seemed to be a little unconvinced, and when he saw that the attack was missing, he was stunned for a moment, and immediately turned around and rushed towards Benjamin again.