19. Ring match in Palazzo Valentino

Palazzo Valentino is a famous palace handed down from the ancestors of the Duke of Pervasse, which was built in the era of the Great Pioneer and was expanded and renovated by successive dukes. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

By the time of the current Duke of Pervasse, Grieg Pervasse, he was disgusted by the cramped size of the Palazzo Valentino in the city, which did not allow him to demonstrate his noble status. As a result, a new large estate of Pervas was built on the outskirts of the city.

The Valentino Palace, in a prime location in the city, became an estate given by the Duke to his eldest son, Prague Pervasse.

Prague, who is very financially savvy, feels that it is a real loss to have such a large estate to be left on the soil, not to mention the large annual maintenance costs. This young master, who has been keen on bloody real fights since he was a child, simply united several like-minded people to open an underground arena in Palazzo Valentino.

Prague, which was opened as an arena dealer, was rich for a while, and even attracted his father's attention. Recognizing the limitations of underground fighting, the old duke set up a separate Warrior Association, donated the right to use the Valentino Palace, and offered a huge prize money to start the Coronya Free Fighting Tournament.

Because of its prime location in Colombo, it also contains exciting fighting and gambling. Palazzo Valentino soon became a mecca for gamblers and fighting enthusiasts in the royal capital.

From once a year at the beginning, the fighting tournament has developed to a monthly sub-competition, and the finals are held at the end of the year. Tonight is the qualifying challenge before the year-end finals. Anyone who thinks they have the skills can take on the stage to challenge the winner of the previous 12 months, and the winner will replace the loser as the champion. In the end, there will be 12 of the best players left, plus the top four seeds from last year's Grand Final.

Sonia walked fast. Of course, this was no problem for Easter, but Jessica and little Amy ran out of breath to barely keep up.

"To, to, to. Jessica gasped. She bent over, holding one hand to her knee and pointing to the building in front of her with the other. Sonya's speed is quite amazing. These ordinary people who have not exercised can't adapt at all.

Esther was holding Amy, who was about to get tired, while looking at the building. Sonia ran straight to the door and asked to enter.

"I'm sorry. This young lady, our tickets for tonight have been sold out. This is the janitor's answer.

"Tickets sold out?" Sonia could barely believe her ears. "Still having to buy a ticket to see a fight?"

"Of course. The Valentino Palace is all Coronna, and the highest level is a fighting competition. This kind of competition is not something that can be seen casually. The janitor looked at Sonia with a look of contempt. Where did this hillbilly come from.

"Is it the highest level in all of Coronia? She said in a categorical tone: "I must participate in the competition." I have to see Coronia at the highest level. ”

"Absolutely. This is the property of the Duke of Pervasse. The Duke is one of the richest men in all of Colombo!" said the janitor in a tone of unusually envious admiration. He looked at Sonya with disdain: "You want to participate in the competition from a country girl, I think you are suitable for you to relax after the competition." Aha. ”

Sonia frowned, and a pair of beautiful eyes stared at the janitor. The janitor was pouring a glass of beer with him, and suddenly felt why the beer was so cold, and the hairs on his neck stood up.

"Sonya, come here, don't worry. "Esther hastily pulled the sleeve of 'sister' so that she wouldn't run away. "Jessica said she had a way to get in without buying a ticket. ”

"It's great. Sonia immediately refreshed herself and looked at Jessica expectantly. Leave the janitor behind.

Jessica didn't think too much about it, in her eyes Sonya's so-called participation in the competition was just a little girl's babbling. She seemed happy to be helpful to the two wealthy young ladies.

"An old friend of mine works as a chef in Palazzo Valentino. She can take us through the staff tunnel and go to the front row to watch the game. Jessica knows a lot about going through the back door, and it doesn't seem like this is the first time she's done it.

Jessica's old friend is a mature beauty about her age. The two were once the goods of the same slave trader, and they were resold together repeatedly. At that time, they were young, but they formed a deep friendship through repeated resales.

In the end, Jessica was sold cheaply to the Seawolf Inn with Amy, as her owner thought she was too young to make it through the production process. Her friend, a beautiful woman named Fanny, was sold into slavery in the home of the Duke of Pervasse. Fanne was smart and diligent and learned to cook well in the kitchen of the Duke's Palace. After the Duke decided to hold a fighting tournament at the Valentino Palace, he was sent to take charge of the food and drink of the fighters.

Listening to Jessica's explanation, Vanny led the four of them into the palace through the back door of Valentino Palace, and led them to an unmanned box stand, pointing out where the servants outside the box rested.

"This box is for the royal family, but the royal family almost never comes to see fighting tournaments. Fontie pointed to the so-called servant's resting place, which was more luxuriously decorated than the rooms of the Sea Wolf Inn. There were already a few people inside who were watching the game.

"It's almost a stand for internal employees, and it's a kind of internal benefit. I'll go first. I'll bring you something to eat and drink later. Have fun. Fanny looked busy and left without saying a word.

"It's a great view. Sonia was the first to come to the stands in the lounge area, looking excited.

"Of course. Jessica leaned over, "Although this is a servant quarter, this is a royal servant quarter. Maybe there will be a few big names from the servants in the future!"

The entire Valentino Palace has been transformed into a huge arena by Prague Pervasse. There are auditoriums on all sides, leaving only a large fenced open space in the center. In the middle of the open space is now a competition ring about two meters high and fifty square meters in size. In the ring, the two players are fighting fiercely.

Palazzo Valentino was almost full tonight. The stepped seats, which can accommodate 10,000 people, are full. Well-dressed wealthy people, sturdy martial arts practitioners, speculators who hold betting cards and look nervous. At this moment, these people all looked at the game in the ring in the center of the palace with all their expressions on their faces.

The two sides of the ring were a skinny bald man with bare hands and a burly man wearing a full set of protective gear and holding a wooden sword.

The difference between the two players' appearances is so obvious. And the battle situation in the ring is the opposite of the contrast between the two people's appearances.

The bald man pressed forward step by step, always keeping his figure at arm's length from the burly man. Dahan has brute strength, but he can't get the distance to exert his strength.

This is a master. Esther saw it at first glance. One inch short, one inch dangerous. This will never change. Fighting an enemy in the ring empty-handed, except for a madman, is to have great confidence in his pace and speed.

Sure enough, the burly man, who was suppressed and very uncomfortable, was forced to retreat step by step towards the edge of the ring. Unwilling to be defeated, he roared angrily, simply threw away the wooden sword in his hand, and opened his arms, intending to grab his opponent and settle the battle with brute force. His opponent was quicker than him, and almost at the same time as he lost the wooden sword, he gave up all his tricks and tricks, and kicked the big man in the chest with a beautiful heart-piercing kick. The big man in the protective gear was not injured, but he inevitably stumbled backwards under his feet. He waved his arms to organize his opponent's next pursuit, but he didn't expect his opponent to receive a crisp sweeping leg.

The big man let out an exclamation, completely lost his balance, and fell towards the ground of the ring.

The bald man did not waste his chance. He used the speed that was indistinguishable to the naked eye to continuously attack the burly man hanging in the air, and beat him with a wild roar. Although the armor protected his vital parts, it could not resist the concussive force that penetrated the armor.

The big man landed in the ring with a grunt. He tried to get up again, but found that the muscles all over his body were shaking, and he couldn't exert any strength.

When the pale-faced man shouted out that I had lost, the arena immediately boiled.

"Oh!" erupted in deafening cheers from the arena. "White, White, White!" the crowd shouted the names of the players on the field.

A guy dressed up very funny, wearing reflective costumes, like the host, quickly drilled into the ring, and shouted loudly to the surroundings with an alchemy horn: "It's amazing, it's really amazing." White has already defeated the fourth challenger. Isn't there anyone who can challenge White?"

He put on a contrived look of pity. "If this continues, won't there be any dark horse fighters in this fighting tournament!" the host waved his arms and shouted loudly, "Come on, come on, come on, do you think you have the strength, come on stage and fight." Let's have a fight to prove your mettle and strength!"

The host worked hard to enliven the atmosphere. And in a box not far from Sonia and East, a conversation is going on.

"White has won four in a row. I didn't expect him to be so able to fight! What are the odds now?" A man with a fair face, handsome features, and chestnut medium-length hair, although he was in his early forties, still looked like a young duke of Prague Pervas in his twenties, and asked a man dressed as a staff member beside him.

"The odds now are one to one for a White victory and ten to ten for an opponent to win. The staff reported the odds without thinking.

"It's time for White to lose. Don't push the odds too high. Go and let Alstom prepare. The young duke waved the telescope in his hand, "Tell Alston and White to let them play nicely and not be soft." ”

The staff nodded yes, turned to the guard at the door of the private room to convey the master's instructions.

The 'Viceroy' Belliev and the 'Mouse' Sherif were led by a janitor to the servants' rest area of the royal box. With their face, they can actually get a place in the ordinary area, but in order to observe the target person up close, the two of them still decided to mix around the target and observe it up close.

East recognized Sheliff as a dock official for the first time, and noticed that he had also seen this person on the way to Valentino Palace, but seeing them appear in the royal chamberlain without care, he naturally thought that these two people were also coming to watch the game through the back door. But in the time that followed, the two guys always focused on Sonia and themselves, and their eyes were always on some sensitive areas. This made Esther feel that the two of them were not good people and had bad intentions.

Sonia didn't pay any attention to the next two people, and her attention was all focused on White in the ring. The girl's cheeks were flushed with excitement, and her eyes sparkled with joy.

"Are there any warriors who are willing to challenge White?" said the host, making exaggerated movements in the ring. "If not, then I'll have dozens of numbers, count to ten, and Wright will make it to the finals. ”

"Ten, Nine, Eight, Seven、......"