There are three full days left before the start of the official competition, and during these three days, Alicia's life has been quite full. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

In the morning, learn the basics of magic under the strict supervision of Kyeloa.

In the afternoon, go shopping with Melufa.

From afternoon to dinner, swordsmanship training is conducted under the tutelage of Daron.

After dinner and before going to bed, I went out with Meluva again to enjoy the night view of Tirtin.

Such a regular life made Alicia's body and mind feel tired and satisfied at the same time. At the end of each day, when Alicia fell headlong into her bed, she never wanted to get up again. The soft sheets seemed to have a suction power, holding Alicia firmly attached to them.

Before going to bed, Alicia's mind flashes through countless images of her day's experiences, such as the dizzying ancient runes in the magic books, the bizarre food and snacks in the streets, the people in the metropolis dressed in all kinds of strange costumes, such as the tricks and tricks she used to compete with Darlon...... Thinking about these images every day, Alicia had a strange dream on the night of the third day.

She dreamed that she was being chased by a bunch of ancient runes dressed in fancy clothes while she was eating a snack. She fled into an alley for her life, only to see Daron carrying a large sword, as if she had been waiting there for a long time. Daron didn't know what was chewing in his mouth, causing his mouth to move. Alicia felt sick and turned her head not to look at him, but Darlon's face suddenly appeared directly in front of her, and the wriggling mouth slowly approached, closer to ...... If it goes on like this, it's kissing!Alicia panicked, but why did Darron's mouth keep squirming?

"Puff!"

Huh, why did Daron make such a noise?

"Puff~"

Alicia woke up to the huge horse face of her beloved Majenivale, who was chewing hay in her mouth. Looking around, Alicia found herself in the stables. It seems that he was too tired when he came to feed the horses at night, so he leaned against the post and fell asleep.

So Alicia laughed at herself, touched her horse's mane, and went back to her room to sleep. Although dreams are things with no special meaning, Alicia still meditates on them while lying in bed, always trying to find some reasonable explanation for the scene that appeared in the dream just now. But soon, she realized that this was not within her ability, so she gradually fell asleep while giving up thinking.

The first round of the Gladiator's Feast official tournament took place the following day as scheduled. Although Sha Lie had opened four entrances, each with six ticket inspectors, the crowds at each gate had been congested, filling up the wide road around the wall. In order to avoid people using fake tickets to fool the customs, the ticket inspectors carefully check the information of each ticket, which will inevitably slow down the time for everyone to enter the venue.

By the time Alicia and Kyloa and Melova entered the ring, the stands were two-thirds full. After finding a seat to sit down, Alicia noticed that the playing field was very different from before.

At the time of the quota trials, the entire competition venue was divided into five areas by wooden stakes, but today a huge circular platform was placed on the huge yellow sand floor, about 50 centimeters above the ground, and it seemed that today's competition would be held on it.

There is also a large rectangular screen under the watchtower, on which some information about today's game jumps, such as the order of the players and the biographies of the players. In addition to these, there are two more attractive statistics, which are the support rate and odds of each player.

In the stands and in the aisles, some uniformed staff members are offering bets to spectators. A person may choose to place a bet on one or more players and exchange them for different colored chips as proof from the staff.

The odds are different for each player, and the higher the support rate, the lower the odds are generally lower. For example, in the quota selection competition, he jumped to the second round of the official competition with a crowd of opponents, and naturally gained quite a high degree of popularity. Her current odds are just 1:1.2.

But the audience doesn't have to worry, even if the support rate soars all the way, in the later games, the odds will only get higher and not lower. For example, in the finals, even if there is an overwhelming gap in the support of the two people, the side with the highest support will at least guarantee a 1:2 odds.

These calculations about gambling are naturally carefully operated, so the dealer will never lose money, and the later it is, the greater the odds of the game, which will make the audience feel more and more excited.

Bets are settled once per round, so spectators can predict the winner of each group in the first round of the tournament and place their own bet.

"Kyeloa, lend me some money. Alicia said to the blue-robed man sitting next to him.

"You're going to bet?" Kyeloa asked.

So Alicia "robbed" 20 gold coins from Kyllloa, all of which were bet on Darron. Perhaps it was too shabby for such a small amount of gold coins, so the staff did not show the same kind smile as they did to the big bosses who spent a lot of money, the woman in uniform just nodded, and then handed Alicia two blue chips.

"Darlon, if you lose...... Hum hum!" Alicia let out a sinister laugh.

"Hello!" Daron in the preparation room suddenly sneezed, he rubbed his nose inexplicably, and just now he seemed to feel a cold wind drifting by him.

Today, the stands were packed, and 100,000 spectators mingled with each other and made a loud noise. Everyone seemed to be discussing the fierce spot selection competition three days ago, and pointed to the hanging big screen to express their anticipation for today's competition.

The wait lasted for quite some time, and at some point, a man in a straight suit with a middle-parted hairstyle appeared on the huge circular platform in the center of the arena. He held a white rectangular crystal in his hand, the same shape and color as the amplification crystal used by the previous host.

The man coughed twice deliberately, and the noise on the field gradually subsided. The man, who suddenly became the attention of the audience, smiled slightly, and then held the crystal and said:

"Ladies and gentlemen, I've kept you waiting!"

As soon as the voice came out, the audience who watched the previous quota selection competition knew that he was the previous host who was in charge of commentary and warm-up.

The audience cheered, whistled, and clapped their hands, waiting for this moment for a long time.

The host was very pleased with the reaction of the audience, and then went on to say a few things about gambling bets and the order of today's game.

According to the format of Gladiator's Feast, this morning, all the players who advance to the group, the No. 1 and No. 2 picks, will face off.

After the intermission, the afternoon will be played with the first winner and the No. 3 pick.

Two games a day, which means that the official competition can be completed in two days. Alicia had already learned about the news when she bought the tickets before, and the first round of the official tournament would take place over two consecutive days. By tomorrow afternoon, the players from each group who will finally advance to the second round of the official round will be selected.

Because Daron is the No. 1 pick in their group, the support rating is low and the odds are high. Arato, on the other hand, received 20 percent of the vote, which is already a rare number, as there are still people who have not bet on the players in the other group.

After the lengthy opening remarks, the host finally gave the order for the contestants to enter the arena.

In line with the order in which each group will appear in the Spot Tournament, the first match today will be played by Daron against the No. 2 player in their group.

Carrying a great sword, Daron walked out of the east entrance with a heroic posture amid the screams of the audience, and he stepped onto the circular platform first, standing next to the host. The contestant who appeared from the west entrance was greeted with a boo from the audience, he was on crutches, and he looked trembling, it was the old man with white eyebrows and white beard.

"It turned out to be him. Alicia couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when she saw Daron's opponent, seeing that he looked like he was about to die, and she didn't know what kind of magic he had cast during the selection, and he could actually advance safely.

"Is this old man okay? he will get hurt in a fight, right?"

"You should say this to Daron, he doesn't know how to show mercy to weak girls. Alicia said indignantly. She hadn't suffered less under Daron in the past two days, and her butt was still aching when she was attacked by Talon's sword back during training.

The white-eyed old man moved slowly, causing the audience to boo. Some excited viewers even shouted: "Old man, don't waste time, hurry up and go home and buy a coffin." ”

But the old man ignored these cursed words, and it took a full 5 minutes to get on the platform, and even the host frowned.

Unlike the others, when the old man moved, Daron kept looking at the old man with a very serious expression, and when he finally walked to the platform and stood in a position facing him, Daron shouted at him:

"Hey!"

"Huh, what did you say?" came the hoarse, old voice from the old man's mouth. He seemed to be very deaf.

Seeing the old man's exaggerated reaction, Daron snorted and smiled slightly:

"It's a bit similar, but you can almost stop in moderation, and if I win later, someone says I'm bullying the old, weak, sick and disabled, what should I do?"

"Huh, you said you wanted to invite me to lunch? Hehe, no, no, no!"

Although the old man still looked like he was really behind his ears, Daron could tell that he was just pretending to be deaf and dumb.

"I said it's almost enough, maybe this is your way of making others take it lightly, but it will be exposed later, anyway, it will be exposed later, why don't you take off your mask now, how about it?" Daron was aggressive, and did not seem to adopt the same respectful attitude as an old man, but looked at the opponent with some disdain.

"Hehehehe!" the old man laughed, and his hoarse voice suddenly became sharp. The sharp eyes hidden in the white eyebrows swept over Daron and snorted gloomily.

His body, which had been shaking like a Parkinson's patient, suddenly stopped, and the crutches in his hand were raised to the sky and then pressed hard. The bottom of the wooden cane slammed into the floor, and the tremendous strength did not look like a weak old man at all.

After a "bang!" sound, a large amount of pink smoke suddenly erupted from the crutches, enveloping the old man entirely. The smoke spread to the entire platform, and both Daron and the host covered their mouths and noses and retreated, for fear that the fog contained highly poisonous.

The spectators in the stands didn't know what was going on, and they stared in amazement at the upheaval in the stands.

"Don't worry, this fog is harmless to the human body. A voice sounded in the fog, and to the surprise of both the host and Talon, it was actually a female voice full of seduction.

The smoke then slowly cleared, and the figure of the old man disappeared from the fog, and in its place, a scantily clad woman appeared. She has long, curly silver hair, wheat-colored skin, and the exposed parts of her clothes are full of the seductive charm of a mature woman.

"This little brother, I didn't expect to see through my disguise so quickly, it's worth commendating!, then, sister, I'll show my real skills to fight with you~" The provocative tone and the bewitching smile make it seem that ordinary men will not resist this fatal temptation.

However, Daron was not an ordinary man, he held the big sword tightly in his hand, and said calmly:

"In Dalon, let the horses come. ”