The following day, Ryan went to the arena early, did not come in to watch the game, checked with the staff to see if it was his turn, and then returned to the blacksmith after receiving the answer that he would not be able to play until the afternoon of the third day.

On the third day, Ryan didn't go to the arena very early, but stayed in the blacksmith shop to make final preparations. After all, Ryan came to this world and fought with someone for the first time, and it was false to say that he was not nervous, so he had to be well prepared.

Ryan put the chain armor on the inside of his shirt, the iron toe on the inside of the shoe, the small shield on his arm, straightened the slightly long hair on his head, and finally walked out of the blacksmith shop with the iron rod he named "Yin Stick" in one hand.

But after only half a street, Ryan began to feel a little tingling in his scalp. Because his equipment is too unusual and unconventional, especially the long yin stick in his hand, which provokes the pedestrians around him to keep staring at him, and some even point fingers.

Fortunately, in his previous life, he was more cheeky, and Ryan in his previous life also practiced a cheeky skin, so the eye-catching Ryan, except for some numbness in his scalp at the beginning, let go later, but instead paid attention to some beautiful girls who stared at him.

Soon, Ryan came to the arena, took out the participation card and handed it to the staff for confirmation, and then under the guidance of the staff, he came to the rest area of the contestants.

The rest area is near the stage and is enclosed by a half-height fence, with a row of wooden benches lined up against the wall for the players to sit and rest. If you want to watch the game, it's also very convenient, stand up and watch the game up close through a half-person wall.

As soon as Ryan stepped into the rest area, he quickly attracted the attention of the other players wearing strange equipment, and all kinds of eyes gathered on Ryan at once, some felt strange eyes, some disdainful eyes, some couldn't help laughing, and some provocative eyes.

Ryan was stared at by so many players at once, and his heart suddenly beat faster, but Ryan's facial expression did not change, and he maintained an indifferent appearance. This made those players who originally wanted to provoke Ryan have scruples and dare not take the incident lightly.

Ryan didn't pay attention to the other players, went straight to an empty stool in the far corner and sat down, leaned the on his shoulder, closed his eyes and recuperated, looking like a master.

This situation made the other players pay more attention to Ryan, and many even whispered. But after a while, the freshness of these players wore off, and they all stopped paying attention to Ryan.

Half a day passed in a blink of an eye, and just when Ryan began to feel bored, a staff shout came from his ears: "The players of the 913 group are ready to play." ”

"It's finally my turn." Ryan stood up from the stool, clutched the stick tightly in his hand, and then slowly walked to the door of the rest area, waiting to appear.

After a while, the voice of the commentator announcing the appearance of the contestants sounded: "The 913 group will be played next, and the players from both sides are invited to the fifth stage for the competition." ”

As soon as the words fell, Ryan began to stride towards the fifth stage.

"The fifth stage was Ryan with No. 1074 and Leiria at No. 1987. Oh, ladies and gentlemen, it should be Ryan, the No. 1074 player, who is entering the arena, what kind of weapon is he holding in his hand? Is it a stick? A very strange weapon, isn't Ryan a swordsman? Probably not. Also, are the two strangely shaped things he carries on his arms shields? ”

The narrator's slightly surprised words immediately focused the attention of all the audience on Ryan, making Ryan the focus of the audience.

"Ryan's outfit is probably the most exotic since the start of the competition, can he make a difference? Let's wait and see......"

In front of everyone's eyes, Ryan was walking on the stage, and his heart was already beating "bang". It's a lie to say that I'm not nervous, not to mention that this is Ryan's first time fighting someone else since he came to this world.

After a while, though, Ryan began to smile as he saw his opponent walk up to the stage.

Ryan's opponent can be called a copy of the previous Ryan, with a similar body to Ryan, and his whole body is full of large muscles, but Ryan, who knows it in his heart, knows that these muscles are not real muscles, but fat and fat.

The opponent holds a medium-sized shield in his left hand and a one-handed broadsword in his right hand, giving him the typical appearance of a large power player. However, his eyes that began to be anxious and even slightly frightened when he saw Ryan's strange outfit betrayed his strength.

Ryan's eyes were good, and he could see that his opponent was very nervous and seemed to be a little afraid of himself. Suddenly, Ryan's originally nervous heart finally let go. As Ryan relaxed, the expression on his face became more settled and unpredictable, while his opponent became more nervous.

Ryan's feet are slightly open, his right hand is holding a yin stick on the ground, his left hand is naturally drooping, his face is expressionless, and he looks like a master who doesn't care.

At this time, almost all the spectators stared at Ryan's stage, and the narrator's slightly exaggerated words aroused the curiosity of the audience. However, the crowd did not cheer, but a small part of the audience whispered, clearly very interested in Ryan's game.

With the referee's order, the game officially began.

However, Ryan didn't make any immediate moves, and still kept his movements standing in place.

Ryan's opponent squatted slightly, raised his shield with his left hand to protect his whole body, and raised his big sword with his right hand behind the side of the shield, looking like he was facing a big enemy. However, seeing that Ryan still didn't make any moves, and didn't seem to take him to heart, he didn't dare to attack first.

In fact, Ryan didn't mean to put on such a master's appearance, he just kept thinking about what kind of moves to use to defeat his opponent. At this time, if you encounter another player with superior strength and attack first, it is guaranteed that Ryan will be in a hurry immediately, and even have no power to resist, and will be ready to die. However, his opponents were very jealous of Ryan and missed a good opportunity.

After a few seconds, Ryan finally decided to make a move, only to see him suddenly take a step forward, hold the stick over his head, spin several stick flowers on the top of his head, and then shout, grab the stick with both hands, and smash it hard at the opponent.

The opponent was a little stunned, and when he saw the stick smashing over, he couldn't dodge it, and besides, with his size, the speed of movement can be imagined. Therefore, he could only subconsciously raise the shield in his left hand, trying to block the menacing iron rod attack.

Obviously, a stick weighing forty or fifty pounds, the increased strength after a few rotations, coupled with Rui'an's physical strength, is really not something that a shield can resist.

In just one moment, the round head on the yin stick smashed the opponent's shield, and in an instant, the entire shield was concave into a big hole, and the opponent's arm was almost broken, and he was no longer able to lift the shield, and the shield immediately fell to the ground. At the same time, the opponent was also stunned, and he looked at Ryan with an extremely shocked look.

Seeing that the opponent's shield was smashed with only one stick, Ryan was very satisfied, and he picked up the yin stick, and was about to make persistent efforts to use "Tarzan to press the top" again to completely solve the opponent.

At this time, the opponent was already frightened, and when he saw that Ryan wanted to make another blow, he desperately retreated and fell to the ground, shouting: "I admit defeat, I admit defeat." ”

Seeing such a cowardly performance of his opponent, Ryan was embarrassed to attack again, so he closed his stick and stared at his opponent.

At this point, the referee declared Ryan the winner.

Although the game went on quickly, the audience erupted in enthusiastic cheers, and the narrator spared no effort to praise Ryan.

This made Ryan's heart flutter a little, but his expression still maintained the appearance of a master with a blank face.

Although Ryan is cold, he is still very good at grabbing the attention of the audience. As he stepped off the stage and the audience applauded him, he raised his stick and repeatedly signaled thanks to the audience. Suddenly, this unusual move made the audience cheer again.

After Ryan got off the court, he didn't go back to the rest area, but after confirming the approximate time of the next game with the staff, he left the arena directly.

After another stretch of pedestrian-eyed travel, Ryan returned to the blacksmith's shop.