Two days later, it was finally time for the gladiatorial competition.

On this day, the day was gloomy and windless, the heat of the sun was imprisoned under the thick clouds, and the heat wave on the ground was rolling and it was extremely hot. However, none of this has affected the excitement of the Colosseum today. The gladiatorial arena of the Falling Tiger City is a circular building like the Roman gladiatorial arena, tall and magnificent, only to see that at this time above the tallest main entrance, there is a huge banner hanging, with yellow characters on a red background, which is greatly written: The 36th Life and Death Gladiatorial Fight of the Falling Tiger City!

And now in front of the entrances of the gladiatorial arena, there are crowds of people everywhere, and it is very lively, most of them are spectators who come to watch the game, but there are also many participants who are dressed toughly. The life and death gladiatorial battle in Luohu City is held every five years, and it is divided into genius battles and strong battles held in turn, the so-called genius battle is limited to the realm of the contestants shall not exceed the foundation realm, and the strong battle shall not exceed the psychic realm, and this year is just a genius battle. But whether it is a talent battle or a strong battle, it is said that the total number of participants in each session is more than 2,000, and the number of spectators in each game is more than 20,000, and the total number of spectators is even more than 100,000!

This is also Luohu City, as one of the top ten most popular cities in the Auga Empire, with a huge base of permanent residents and floating population, which is enough to support such a high-profile event. And in every life and death fight, there are many cultivators from other places who come to participate in the battle, which is also an important opportunity for Luohu City to make a name for himself, so he naturally beats the drum and cheers hard.

Early in the morning, Wang Po came to the reception of the gladiatorial arena with the middle-aged man in the eye of the eagle, and after completing the formalities, he got a small sign from the receptionist, the sign is divided into left and right sides, the right side is engraved with "Wang Po", and the left side is three stars and the number "23", the star is on the top and the number is down, it seems to be something like the entry number, Wang Po thought.

As soon as he opened the door, a noisy sound and the smell of sweat rushed to his face, only to see that the small room was crowded with people! The receptionist didn't stay long, and after saying a word, someone came to explain the game after everyone was ready, so he left Wang Po to turn around and leave.

The room is dimly lit, and because it is under the gladiatorial arena, even the ventilation is very poor, and staying in such a place will inevitably make people's mood depressing. At this time, everyone in the room saw that it was a young man with fine skin and tender flesh who came in, and suddenly even the original irritable and noisy voice lowered a lot, and they all cast their eyes. And among them, there is a tall and strong man with a square face, after taking a closer look at Wang Po, he stepped forward with a lewd smile and said: "Look at your blood, you have practiced the peak of the blood realm, and you dare to come to the competition, because you are in debt, you have taken a risk, right?" I have seen a lot of this kind of player, but for the sake of your good looks, as long as you 'take refuge' in me, I will help you survive, how about it?"

Hearing such touching words, many people in the room laughed wickedly, they have always been disrespectful to a weak person like Wang Po.

"Woo, there's a perverted uncle!" Xiao Xi said in fright.

Wang Po ignored the muscular man in front of him, and looked past him to the crowd. Under Xiao Xi's level test, the level of everyone in the room was all displayed in Wang Po's eyes. In addition to the muscular man in front of him, there were only two people who attracted Wang Po's attention, one of them leaned against the wall, dressed in green clothes and wearing a long sword, a standard sect disciple's outfit, but his eyes were half-narrowed, his momentum was calm, even in such a closed and noisy room, his breathing was even, and the other person was standing in a corner of the shadows, with an ordinary face, ordinary cloth clothes, giving people a very low sense of existence, but Wang Po felt a very deep hidden killing intent from him, faintly, this is a killer, Wang Po thought in his heart. The levels of the two are LV28 and LV25 respectively, which is equivalent to the completion of the foundation building realm and the middle stage of the foundation building realm, and their strength is not strong.

Seeing that Wang Po didn't react, the muscular man was not angry, but turned around and said loudly to everyone: "I have covered this person, if you want to kill him, you have to kill me first!" After speaking, he boiled his own blood, and suddenly his blood was surging, revealing bursts of coercion, and he looked extremely confident. Everyone felt this breath, and couldn't help but change color slightly, and no one opened their mouths to refute it, not wanting to provoke a powerful opponent.

But Wang Po didn't appreciate his affection, and when he was air, he walked directly to the side, leaned against the wall and closed his eyes to rest. Seeing that Wang Po was so arrogant, the muscular man laughed and returned to the side to wait.

The receptionist brought people in one after another, and it didn't take long for the receptionist to bring people in again, only to finally have another person in work clothes, after handing over to the receptionist, he said: "I'm sorry, I've kept you waiting, I'm the commentator of the three-star district Lan Feng, please give me more advice." ”

Lan Feng continued: "Now I Lan Feng to explain to you some precautions for this competition, I believe everyone has got their own small sign, the number on it represents your game number, and the star represents the order of the game, now everyone present is three stars, that is to say, we are the third game." ”

"There are more than 2,300 contestants in this gladiatorial competition, and the event time is five days, and the first day today will be divided into ten games, with about 230 people in each game, and the competition method is a melee, and the result is that the battle will not end until the last ten people, or more than an hour later, the number of people will still exceed ten, then all the people on the field will be eliminated, understand?"

"Understood. A few sparse sounds.

Lan Feng didn't care, and continued: "The second day of the competition is a total of 100 people decided on the first day, and then the last 20 people are played together, the third day is 20 into 5, the time is not limited, the fourth day is 5 into 2, the time is unlimited, and the last day is the final. The winner of each day will receive the corresponding reward prepared by the gladiatorial arena, and the winner of the final will be the champion and will receive the final and most abundant ......"

Suddenly, bursts of earth-shattering cheers suddenly broke in, interrupting Lan Feng's explanation, and also breaking the slightly dull atmosphere in the room, which shocked people into confusion. Everyone in the arena had a light in their eyes, and the first game of the gladiatorial arena began!

Seeing that the tense atmosphere in the room was pervasive, Lan Feng didn't say much, and said that after the first two games took about an hour and a half, it would be the turn of everyone present, and asked them to wait in peace, so he left directly.

Leaving aside the waiting contestants, let's turn our attention to the sky above the gladiatorial arena. I saw that the audience seat that extended upwards in the staircase was already full of spectators, like a group of ants gathered together, they were waving their arms frantically at the moment, emotional, their faces stretched out an exaggerated arc, cheering, exclaiming, cursing, and all kinds of voices converged into a long river of rushing and agitation, resounding in the sky.

And below, in the wide competition ring with a length and width of 100 meters, at this moment, there are figures jumping everywhere, swords and swords, and all kinds of spiritual power turned into a trick or mysterious, or simple, or sharp mystical skills, blooming in the ring one after another, wonderful! With the fierce battle, the hands became heavier and heavier, the palms broke the gong, punched into the flesh, the knife cut the skin, the sword broke the bones, and the blood soared, dyeing the ring red, and also dyed the eyes of the contestants, becoming more crazy and violent! And the audience, who were also stimulated by this most primitive fanaticism, roared again and again, and the gambling tickets that they held tightly in their hands let out bursts of bloodthirsty that could not be dissolved as they frantically flicked their arms: Kill him! Kill him!!

It wasn't until more than thirty minutes later that the ten winners were decided, and the audience was still shouting wildly, but the voices were clearly divided into two emotions: the ecstasy of extreme cheers and the despair of cursing bitterly. There are many kinds of beings, but that's it!

At the end of the first game, most of the spectators left their seats, and a new audience was ushered in; the winner on the field left, and the corpses and blood stains left behind were quickly cleaned up by the staff. Dressed in gray clothes and holding a simple knife, he killed all sides in the field, and he was invincible, screaming excitedly at the audience who bought the players he won and the players he killed, attracting more than ninety percent of the hatred of the audience. However, until he won the last nine, his face remained the same, as kind and cordial as at the beginning, like a grandfather next door, but now it made the rest of the winners feel terrified.

This monster!

At this point, the second game is over, and it is the turn of the third game.

Wang Po went against the light and stepped into the gladiatorial arena!