Even in the afternoon, the atmosphere inside the building is still frenetic.

The men and women who were addicted to the hormones secreted by the raging secretion did not know what the time was, but the figures were not as dense as they were at night.

The inferior sound exploded, and Bai Er's body swayed gently with the rhythm.

If you follow the local customs, you have to mingle with everyone.

Seeing that it was someone brought by an acquaintance, and the soldier in front of him was in a strong shape and had a compelling aura, the person in charge of registration instantly changed his sitting posture, and his back was straight and became decent.

He'd seen a lot of them, and even if they might die in a deathmatch, they were definitely the ones who could climb up the fastest!

So he looked at Bai Er's eyes with a bit of obvious awe, "What do you call it?"

"White Ghost."

Bai Er blurted out.

I don't know why, but this name first came to mind like a bond.

Without waiting for the other party to speak, Bai Er directly took out ten pieces of cellophane-like currency and slammed them on the table, "One thousand, press myself."

Maybe an ordinary human warrior has no money, but he is not ordinary, Chavez's 500 hard-earned money does not need to be used at all, and the player just handed him a thousand oceans.

Autarky.

"Okay." The registrar's tone was brief, and he lowered his eyebrows and carefully took the ten Blackwater bills with a face value of 100, "Please go over there and take a break, plus the ongoing one, wait for two games, and it will be your turn."

「……」

Glancing at the back of the seemingly imposing figure walking towards the rest area, the registration officer carefully hooked his hand to the black goat waiting on the side, and waited for him to attach himself before he carefully asked softly, "What is the origin of this person?" Haven't seen it before?"

"Over there......" The black goat mysteriously lifted its chin in a certain direction.

The registrant instantly understood, "Turtle!"

A word instantly popped into my mind - Blood God!

And the blood god from the same place!

Although there were quite a few people who had come to this arena from that place to play, this newcomer was completely different from the taciturn big-headed soldiers before, and at first glance it looked like a blood god.

You have to arrange a sufficiently qualified opponent for him......

Sitting on the sidelines, Bai Erma stretched out his arms and put them on the backs of the seats on both sides, watching the game that was taking place on the field.

The battles in this place pay attention to nothing, and people have no scruples about the tricks they can come up with - inserting eyes, locking throats, kicking the crotch......

What do you want to do, how to win, how to come.

Even if it's not a deathmatch, it's full of gore that will maim people.

Victory is the only criterion here.

Bai E's eyes flickered, shining brightly.

He likes this feeling of letting go of his hands and feet, and after suppressing himself for a long time, he always has to find an opportunity to vent.

I have been shrinking my head and tail, and I have been a man with my ass in the barracks, and I am always aggrieved after a long time.

Can there be an opportunity to beat someone and not be responsible, so you can't grasp it ruthlessly?

As for being beaten up yourself? The first is that the rules do not allow killing, and someone will stop it when it is dangerous, and the second is that it has the characteristic of "resisting death", and is not afraid at all, as long as he can return to the barracks, he will not be injured at all.

Perhaps because of the constant war with aliens, the medical technology of this era is surprisingly good.

With equipment in hand, your level 2 first aid level can snatch people back from the hands of death, not to mention the professional medical department in the barracks.

I was almost beaten by the blood god before, and my whole body was shattered, including the fact that the rose was beaten by the praying mantis insect in the recruit trial, and it wasn't alive in less than a day?

Watch the defeated player on the field be dragged down like a dead dog covered in blood, and watch the winning player raise his arms to greet the cheers of the audience.

Bai Er felt ......

Hard!

The fist is hard!

The two battles ended in a short time, and some staff members went on stage to clean up the blood-stained ring.

So-so, but it's an attitude that often means that the next character who is about to appear is not ordinary.

"The next one, by the "tornado" that tears everything apart......"

The host's tone was light, leaving the audience's emotions to ferment.

When the cheers rang out, the opponent was slowly pronounced.

"Fight our newcomer, the White Ghost!"

For a moment, the audience was puzzled, "Newcomer?"

"Newcomer?"

"Tornado hits newcomers?"

"What's the origin of this white ghost? The organizers are crazy, aren't they?"

Tornado is also a well-known gladiator in this gladiatorial arena, and it has always been well received by the audience for its storm-like combos that knock down opponents like a storm.

It stands to reason that such a well-known player should also be a master of the same level.

However, the opponent unexpectedly turned out to be just a newcomer, and the newcomer should have a pool of newcomers...... How did it end up in a game against Tornado?

And the organizers' deliberate move to clean the venue just now also represents the importance they attach to this game, and they will only make this kind of move to show their attention when some star players are playing.

It's also a signal to the audience – get ready for the carnival!

Gladiators, wearing only a pair of shorts, jumped out of the passage into the wide gladiatorial arena, and the unrestricted competition naturally gave enough room for tactical tactics.

He raised his hands and prepared to greet the audience's love and cheers, but found that the scene was a little silent, and the occasional movement of two or three kittens made the scene even quieter.

What happened?

In the dimly lit corridor opposite, a figure gradually emerged from the shadow of the cement floor, and the overall appearance was slowly clear in the interweaving of light and shadow.

The corners of the blood-red leather pants are in a large area of zigzag shape, two metal hanging chains are hung on the trouser legs as decorations, the black leather coat on the upper body is slightly tight, and the large muscles that come out of the *** are like cheetah-like vigorous and heroic posture, even if the part covered by the leather coat, the muscles that are ready to move also outline the indescribable power lines.

The mask on the face reflects the sheen of metal, planting the seeds of mystery in the hearts of all viewers.

"Ah~"

"It's so cool......

The woman who yearns for madness closes her legs tightly and her eyes are misty.

The men also looked almost obsessively at the perfect body of their dreams, not the exaggerated muscle mass, nor the thin ones that could be blown down by a gust of wind like a bamboo pole.

When will Black Street be able to train this perfect body? What is hard to get is even more desirable.

"Is it really worth giving him such a show?" The person in charge of the organizer of the afternoon session touched the stubble on his chin and looked at the figure walking out of the passage on the monitoring screen with some doubts.

Every time the momentum is to set off a high enough enthusiasm, otherwise it will also be a blow to the credibility of their organizers.

The registrar shrank obscenely to the side, his tone fanatical, "Boss, do you look like a rookie to this guy?"

The appearance posture is full, and the force is amazing.

This is not a master, I can't say it......

"Hopefully......"

The person in charge who spoke glanced at another image on the surveillance screen...... One of the large figures was sitting quietly in a chair with his eyes closed.

When a star-level player appears, there must always be matching publicity.

It's also a good choice to set the mood with such an inconsequential little scene first.

The main event is still to come, and this is the appetizer in front...... I hope to be able to reach the next level.

Hearing those heavy gasps that were clearly full of desire, Bai E's eyes narrowed slightly.

The eyes of the players are really vicious, and the clothes they prepare for themselves are exactly the tone that these people like......

But it's the bad taste that the players themselves want to see

It is not known whether the aesthetics are to cater to the civilians of the black street.

But it doesn't matter.

I'm just here to fight.

The muscular man on the opposite side had obvious crazy killing intent in his eyes.

Tornadoes can tolerate failure, but they can't tolerate the glory that should be their own being plundered by others.

Even if he fails, he should be the most glorious one!

The corners of Bai E's mouth were lightly hooked, his index finger and middle finger were raised together, and he hooked his fingers provocatively at the opposite side-

"Come on."