Kuang Xin found Dai Lian and others who were shuttling through the crowd.

"Go out and talk." As he passed by, Dai Lian's lips barely moved to send the sound into Kuang Xin's ears.

They and Kwong Xin had never appeared in the arena at the same time, and the people here were unaware of their connection to each other.

This hidden relationship may bring a little advantage to their actions, and it is better to hide one hand or hide the other.

"Hmm." Kuang Xin responded very cooperatively, and passed by.

After a few casual turns, he left the gladiatorial arena from different directions of the abandoned factory building site that leaked everywhere, and came to the meeting point that had been agreed upon.

"How?" Dai Lian, who had been waiting for a long time, asked softly as soon as he saw Kuang Xin's arrival.

They also wandered around the venue for a while, and found that although there were many idlers in the whole venue, they were running around, and it seemed that there were extremely no rules and regulations to control them.

But in fact, some places are extremely tightly controlled, one upstairs and one underground...... Any ordinary tourist who goes in those directions for whatever purpose is explicitly forbidden to proceed further.

Upstairs is probably the organizer's management center, and through the completely empty gap between the floors, you can also see the corners of the monitors and the figures wandering in them.

But it's ...... underground I don't know what it's for.

Even when they deliberately observe, they feel as if they are being targeted...... The chaotic gladiatorial arena seems to be free to act without restraint, but the situation is complicated and there are countless eyeliners.

In a short period of time, they didn't think of any plan that they could quietly get in and investigate.

When he saw Kuang Xin take the initiative to find them, Dai Lian knew that this gorilla must have made his own discovery.

"An idea is not necessarily right." Before Kuang Xin spoke, he stacked his armor to prevent being ruthlessly dissed.

"It's already great to have an idea." Gong Yan looked at Kuang Xin and smiled encouragingly, "We don't have any ideas yet." ”

"Hmm......" Kuang Xin pursed his lips and said the idea he had just thought of again, and looked at everyone expectantly after he was done, "Did you make a head?" ”

"Can you fight?" Dai Lian didn't say anything directly about the problem, just looked at Kuang Xin with disdain, "That's a death match, I'm afraid the opponents they arranged for you are all of the same level, don't die in the ring......"

Although players are not too afraid of the death of the characters in the game, it is not possible to say that they can die at will.

Especially in this game with a heavy penalty for death, not to mention the three-day cooldown, you have to start all over again.

All the attributes and skills obtained now are all gone, and you have to start from scratch from the whiteboard, which is not a heavy punishment.

When Dai Lian first started playing the game, he didn't understand why the game publisher designed such a heavy death penalty, didn't this push players out?

But as he spent more time in the game, Dai Lian felt that he might have roughly grasped the mentality of some game publishers-

In order to guarantee the longevity of the game.

This world is so real, if there is really a large-scale existence that is not afraid of death and can challenge everything with countless lives, it will be an unimaginable impact on the world.

Under the onslaught of players who are not afraid of death, either the world is difficult to maintain its authenticity, or the progress of the game is rapidly accelerated.

Intentional control of death is undoubtedly the most profitable approach...... It can't be the technical limitations of the game publisher, right?

And in fact, it's not easy to die in this game.,As long as you get through the first stage of being able to sneak a headshot with a black gun.,Physical fitness has grown slightly.,Whether it's physical defense, recovery ability、Endurance has been greatly enhanced.。

If you can't beat it, it's over.,There's no calibration process in this game.,There's no task boss that must be hit.,There are various sources of rewards.,It's all up to you to discover.。

In such a world that is both real and entertaining, it is not difficult not to want to die.

So the punishment for death is actually nothing.

But nowadays...... What is Kwong Xin facing?

Deathmatch!

This is the first mission to forcibly link the player to death with the content they have been exposed to so far.

As long as you are in the ring, life and death are not in your control.

50% probability, the same for both participants.

Putting aside the idea of the task idea and the success rate, the worry about Kuang Xin himself jumped into Dai Lian's words for the first time.

After playing together for a long time, he has gradually grown to like such a reliable and silly companion.

Kuang Xin looked at Dai Lian strangely, raised his arm, revealing his extremely beautiful streamlined muscles, "No! See? Dude pure god of war, will I lose? You just say that the plan is over if it doesn't work out. ”

"Yes, there is a ......" Dai Lian frowned and analyzed carefully.

Deathmatch hasn't been seen in a while, and the timing of the adult's mission won't be targeted.

Maybe this is really a breakthrough to witness more "truths" about this gladiatorial arena.

"You can try, but if you die......"

"Yes." Kuang Xin turned around and ran, waving his hand back casually, "I'm going to come to you after I die and reopen, I hope the adults will want me when the time comes, haha~"

Hearing Kuang Xin's promise to participate in the deathmatch, the staff in charge of signing up was instantly overjoyed, "I'll arrange it for you!" ”

Of course, the protagonist of a deathmatch must be a star player with a certain weight, but the supporting role is never cared for.

Of course, it's better if both sides are the protagonists, and if you really don't, the desperate fight of the little people is also very interesting.

The Lord doesn't care, the Lord just wants the blood of the Lord!

"It takes a little time to publicize, so adults might as well watch a few foreplays backstage to find a feeling?"

"Hmm~" The cold-faced cow warrior nodded, calmly walked to the backstage, and disappeared from the sight of distant observation.

Bai Er put on a disguised costume and squeezed into a corner of the gladiatorial arena.

Surrounded by the frenzied and senseless howls of the audience, every effective blow and blood outpouring from the ongoing battle on the table causes waves of climaxes.

The entire space of the gladiatorial arena was filled with the smell of fishy sweat, as well as boiling emotions.

Bai Er was mixed in, dancing with the rhythm of the crowd every scene.

Let out a scream, "Woo~"

Not to mention, once you accept this style, it seems to be quite addictive.

"Woo~Woo~Woo~Woo!"

The defeated gladiator was dragged down like dead dogs, and the fresh, undried blood stains had been trampled on the soles of his feet by a pair of fresh big feet.

The two beast-like gladiators looked at their opponents coldly, their eyes hungry for a fierce light, ready to erupt at any moment.

"This is our ......" host's voice is always so passionate, even if it is just two ordinary gladiators whose reputation is not obvious.

Because it's ordinary, it's more daring to fight.

Behind the host's voice, the two new gladiators had slammed into each other.

Strength, Endurance, Will......

In the most direct and primitive confrontation between people, it is these basic elements that affect the play of both sides.

forehead, elbows, knees and even teeth.

All parts of the body can be used as weapons.

Bai Er squinted his eyes, always feeling that the intensity of this scene was even worse.

He is not a newcomer, he has already watched two games, and he subconsciously has a subconscious judgment of his own about the game that is happening on the field.

The strength of both sides is not very strong, so all the vicious moves of the crotch buttonhole will be used when the little man fights.

In order to win, there is nothing wrong with that.

But the two sides of the fight were a little too desperate.

This is not a deathmatch, and the organizers of the deathmatch will announce it in advance.

It's just an ordinary gladiatorial fight, even if it involves core interests, and the belligerent attitude of the two sides is a little too aggressive, as if single-mindedly killing people.

Or even madness.

One of the gladiators who bit on his opponent's neck finally caught a fatal mistake and smashed his fist into his stomach despite the opponent's resistance, and it was difficult to make enough impact without special skills at close range, and his yellow-stained teeth clenched and did not let go.

The bite force of a human mouth may be far inferior to that of a wild animal, but a frenzied bite can still tear apart the not-so-tough skin and muscle tissue of a fellow human being.

"Poof!" A small piece of flesh and blood was torn off in one bite, and the intense pain instantly struck every sensory neuron in the body like lightning.

The pain did not lead to a breakdown, and the revolt intensified with a frenzied desire for revenge.

Ignoring a bleeding wound on his neck, the injured gladiator swooped down on his opponent as if he were frantically, smashing his fists and splashing blood.

"Wow!" The whole venue was boiling instantly, and the host's voice with the assistance of more than a dozen super-large speakers was also indulged in the boiling of human voices, and the voices of the frantic audience soared into the sky.

Bai Er squinted, staring intently at the body that was crushed under him on the field.

It's no longer moving......

The gladiators, who were the first to be hit hard, fought back violently, but instead won the final victory.

But why didn't the staff come out to stop it?

Is it an obvious fact that the loser has completely lost the ability to resist, is it their negligence? Or is it intentional indulgence?

Blood Serpent overflowing...... The enhanced basic attributes allowed Bai Er, who was far away in the audience, to see the dark red trail flowing from the edge of the body that was gradually softening and not moving.

It meanders on the floor of the gladiatorial arena and gradually solidifies......

The molecules of blood dissolved in the air, as if a layer of pale powder of blood had attached to the entire field.

Sweet and sweet...... It's intoxicating.

"Whew!" Realizing that his opponent had been smashed into a pile of rotten flesh from his furious vents, the gladiator realized that he had finally won the final victory, and suddenly stood up, raised his right hand, and announced his victory to the audience.

So it got a warm response, "Wow! ”

The blood rushed straight to the brain, and endless blood kept gurgling out from the wound on the neck, so under the sharp dizziness, the victorious figure also raised his arms in place and shook it, and then slammed it back.

The figure of the staff appeared late, trotting down the two figures that had no vital signs, leaving only two dark red blood stains.

"It's a great show!" The host finally had time to make his voice heard, "Now, I'm going to announce the good news – tonight, our 'Bull Warrior', who has always been known for his mysterious mask, will have his first deathmatch match!" And if he can go to the end, then it will be the first time he will take off his mask in front of everyone! ”

"Huh?" Kuang Xin in the lounge looked at the staff waiting to serve at any time with a confused expression, "I didn't say this. ”

The waiter had a standard smile on his face, "It's just propaganda, whether you want it or not." ”

"Oh~" actually didn't resist much.

The face he chose was for people to see, and he was a player...... He's afraid of a ball!

Kuang Xin sat back down.

"So before the real deathmatch of the 'Bull Warrior' comes, let's continue to watch a few exciting matches!"

……

Another pair of gladiators, apparently not famous, set foot in the bloody gladiatorial arena.

The confused heat wave in the air never retreated, so much so that under the extremely high temperature, Bai E seemed to see the muscles of the two gladiators swell a little from the distorted air.

In the blink of an eye, the illusion vanished again.

The battle soon began, and the two contestants lived up to the enthusiasm of all the spectators who had been teased at the moment.

As soon as the fight began, the situation fell into white-hot madness.

"Still ......"

Bai Er squinted his eyes and muttered to himself.

The whispered questioning was so dissolved in the surrounding heat that even the closest audience could not hear him.

It shouldn't be this way.

He himself participated in gladiatorial tournaments, although he didn't come back later because he was too small to participate.

But in his understanding, there is no need to indulge in the gladiatorial arena, and every gladiator fights to the death like a death match.

You must know that the gladiatorial arena itself does not produce players, in addition to the audience, he also needs to attract players.

Every time you fight to the death like this, of course it doesn't matter if there are fewer times, but if you have more times...... It's going to scare more players away.

The battle of a normal gladiator is not so completely crazy, just like the previous battles in which he participated, even if everyone wanted to win, they did not sink as completely as if they had lost their minds now.

Is it a dead soldier deliberately cultivated in the gladiatorial arena?

No.

They are more selective than cultivated.

This is intentional.

Objective...... Is it for the just-announced deathmatch with the participation of the "Bull Warriors"?

How similar is the frenzied atmosphere in front of him to the battle of the Blood God that day?

At the beginning, even if the blood god was no longer willing to fight to the death, he had to participate in a one-on-three battle that was no different from the death match under the arrangement of the organizer.

Now...... Is the chosen object the "Bull Warrior"?

Or rather, Kuang Xin?

Bai Er raised an eyebrow and pressed the constricted compound bow that he had hidden under his wide robe.

This kind of local rules and arguments are not in his consideration, and when it is really thrilling, he will naturally take action.

(End of chapter)