Standing next to the 'competition master' in the arena for a long time, Zhang Qi, who had already entered once, did not choose to enter again for a long time.

If he was just playing games, he wouldn't have said anything, but now .....

To be honest, Zhang Qi is also afraid of pain, he has just entered the arena in a hurry, although there is no real sword competition, but he can also join the practice tournament to earn a little money.

Thinking of his past game skills, Zhang Qi can be said to be full of confidence, but as soon as he really entered, reality gave him a blow to the head.

Those wooden sticks, wooden swords, and wooden knives really hurt to hit people, Zhang Qi was already unbearable, and the stab he swung out with the pain continued to attack him as if he was fine.

At this time, Zhang Qi understood how terrifying it was to 'not empty blood, never die'.

Fortunately, the rules of the game have not changed, and Zhang Qi, who was knocked out, instantly appeared next to the NPC in the arena, and the pain on his body disappeared.

Standing next to the 'competition master', Zhang Qi clenched his fists and was a little frustrated, no matter how high his game skills are, he is still a rookie in reality.

The pain of those wooden knives and swords slashing at himself was no weaker than the whipping he had received when he first crossed over.

How does this make an otaku living in modern society bear?

Others Zhang Qi didn't know, but he knew that he didn't know if it was luck or what, he hadn't fought a fight, let alone been beaten, and he was well protected by those who paid silently.

Somewhat frustrated.

Zhang Qi leaned on the railing next to the 'competition master' in the arena, watching the shirtless men fighting in the arena.

Although their battle was not bloody, only mechanical shouts, but the posture of 'never dying' made Zhang Qi fascinated.

I don't know how long I watched it, Zhang Qi, who was leaning on the railing, let out a long breath, turned around, clicked on the interface again, and entered the arena!

Players.

For the game, who is afraid of the strength of not admitting defeat!

Doesn't it just hurt a little?

If you can't die anyway, then do it to death!

Just him!

"Kill!"

In addition to the exchange of wooden weapons, there was only a shout of killing in the arena where there were only those mechanical shouts.

Zhang Qi, who was holding a long wooden knife in one hand, rushed towards a bare-chested man who had just been refreshed.

Without fighting skills, Zhang Qi slashed towards the NPC's head.

Without wailing, the NPC also responded with Zhang Qi's blow, and the long stick in his hand swept over.

I have been prepared for a long time, I have watched it on the stage for so long before, Zhang Qi is observing these NPCs, and naturally knows that after a blow, there will be a counterattack.

Although Zhang Qizheng will never be able to beat these NPCs, he also has his own advantages, that is, flexibility!

Donkeys rolling won't.

Zhang Qi squatted down directly, and the whistling brought by the long stick swept over his head, and before the NPC could continue to attack, Zhang Qi stabbed the NPC's crotch from the bottom to the top.

With a swipe, the NPC in front of Zhang Qi disappeared, and the 'number of defeats' in his perspective became 1.

Before he could rejoice, there was another sound of weapons whistling behind him.

Zhang Qi lay down directly, and quickly got up after playing two rollers.

The lazy donkey rolls without a teacher.

The wooden knife slashed at the attacker's chest and chin, and then, there was no more.

Appearing next to the 'competition master' again, Zhang Qi did not feel a little frustrated this time, he found fun, from the depths of his soul for the joy of violence.

Enter!

Fighting!

Zhang Qi also figured it out, now that he lives in a war-torn world, there will be no more people from before who will stand up to protect him, he has to learn to protect himself.

And these 'undead' NPCs in the arena are the best teachers!

"Kill!"

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Bang –

There was a muffled sound.

A two-handed sword warrior in front of Zhang Qi fell to the ground in response.

Jump in front of your eyes with a +1 defeat number

His number of defeats came to 20.

"60 dinars in hand!"

Zhang Qi put on an attack posture and stared at the NPCs who were still fighting in the field, and cheered.

His eyes are sharp, no longer the same pure and good as before, and now his eyes are like eagles, awe-inspiring.

This is his 21st day in the arena, and 21 hours have passed in real time.

In the past 21 days, Zhang Qi will enter the arena as long as he has physical strength, he doesn't care about anything else, what he wants to do is to strengthen himself first.

The hard work pays off, and now he has plenty of experience in fighting.

No one will not learn anything under 21 days of high-intensity life-and-death struggle, and Zhang Qi, he has also learned!

The battle in the arena is no different from the killing battle of real knives and guns, those NPCs will not keep their hands, and Zhang Qi is the same, they all fight for the purpose of killing people.

"Twenty more! Defeat twenty more and the bonus will rise to 260! ”

"Kill!"

Zhang Qi roared, threw away the two-handed sword in his hand, picked up a single knife and rushed out.

The single knife is the weapon he uses the most, not only for the sake of good looks, but also to consider the use of the outside world, combined with the memory in his mind, Zhang Qi roughly estimated that the current era in the outside world is in the 'Han and Hun period'.

So the best weapons he could think of to deal with the outside world were swords and spears.

As for the shield ....

Zhang Qi knew that without enough battlefield experience, using a shield would only make him die faster, and he couldn't bring out the blocking experience here now, it would be dead!

A single knife slashed out, Zhang Qi suddenly appeared next to the two NPCs who were fighting, put down one person with a knife on the neck, and then dodged the blade from the chopping with his short body, bullied another NPC, and stabbed the long knife in his hand to his stomach and crotch.

In his 21-day career in the arena, Zhang Qi not only learned how to kill, but he also learned to find fighters.

Jumping up two defeats, Zhang Qi did not pause at all, and in the entire arena, his figure was the most active, there was him here, and there was him.

Little by little, time passed.

"Who else!!"

Until the last long stick NPC fell in front of Zhang Qi, he raised his long knife and roared at the audience!

There were also enthusiastic cheers from the audience.

Although Zhang Qi knew that it was just a cry that was triggered by the mechanism, his heart still swelled with pride.

The cheers didn't last long, and in the next moment, Zhang Qi was teleported back to the 'Competition Master'.

260 dinars jumped into the money bag, and his dinar balance reached more than 1500.

"Whew-cool!"

"Thanks, old Kim."

After 21 days of getting along, Zhang Qi gave the title of 'competition master'.

Lao Jin didn't reply, still standing coldly in the stands of the arena.

Knowing the tonality of these NPCs, Zhang Qi didn't feel anything, turned around, and left the arena.

He wants to send some meat to them, unlike Zhang Qi, who has eaten meat in the past 21 days, and his body and bones have been raised a lot better than before, and the uncles in the outside world still eat those grass tubers.

Since he inherited the emotion of 'Qi' and was saved by them, even if it was to repay his kindness, he had to take them to live well, and if he wanted to live well in this ancient society, it was natural to take care of their bodies!

It cost more than fifty dinars to buy a lump of beef, don't look at the icon of meat in the list is not very eye-catching, but this lump weighs more than twenty catties, enough for one person to eat for several days.

Cutting off about three catties of beef with a flying knife, and then grabbing a handful of purchased salt, Zhang Qi left the world of riding and chopping.