When Rainon heard Clark say that he was going to take him to a good place, he happily asked, "What good place?"

"Please allow me to buy an official first, and then I will understand naturally. Clark said mysteriously.

After a delicious breakfast, Rainon and Clark emerged from Gucci's Rotisserie through the crowd (Uh! no, because it was a herd? and it wasn't appropriate, the Orcs?) and walked north along Zack Street to a crossroads, where there was relatively little traffic.

"This way. Clark dragged Rainon to the right, and walked about two hundred meters to a round building. It's bustling with people, and the orcs are crowded one after another.

"What kind of place is this? There are so many people!" Renon tried to avoid a stampede by hiding in the midst of the crowd of beasts.

"The Colosseum!"

"The Colosseum, then this is ......," Renon looked up as if asking.

"This is just like your Ultimate Fighter Alliance, where you can decide who is the strongest by force. Clark excitedly introduced to Renon, "You may not think it's any different from the Ultimate Fighter League at first glance, but I can responsibly tell you that there is a big difference. ”

"Uh? Isn't it all two people going to the ring to fight each other? What's the difference? This is a team battle?"

"I've been to your Ultimate Fighter League arena and watched a number of games, and this game feels like a game, a game under the rules. And the Ultimate Fighter League is a business alliance based on this game. ”

"It's not that bad, is it?, although the players of the Ultimate Fighter League are not the top powerhouses in the Middle-earth continent, they are both strong, and the battle of wits and courage on both sides is very fierce during the game. Ranon scratched the back of his head in defense.

"That's why I'm bringing you to our Colosseum of Calis, to show you what it means to be a real gladiator and not a merchant who does business in gladiatorial matches. Without further ado, the game should start now, right? ”

Clark took Ronon to squeeze open a group of muscles with an average height of two meters, and struggled to open a gap and get in.

The orc's gladiatorial arena was rudimentary, consisting of a granite ring about a meter high, with extremely uneven pits, cracks and debris everywhere. There was no protection around the ring, neither a magical barrier nor a rope or fence. There were just two strong orc warriors shirtless and a referee announcing the start of the match after reporting the names of both sides.

"We don't seem to have tickets...... Rynon asked Clark looking around.

"What kind of tickets? It's not the Ultimate Fighters League, it's not a commercial competition. ”

"Then this gladiatorial arena is ......"

"This is the holy place of self-organized construction by our countless gallant fighters in the Calridias. They experience the joy of fighting between life and death in the ring, looking for the meaning of existence in the battle, and seeking the pinnacle of martial arts...... They are true gladiators, unlike the players of the Ultimate League of Fighters, who fight for money under the rules. Clark said, his eyes lit up as he spoke, "There will never be a champion here, no prize money. There are just a myriad of challengers......"

"There are no champions and no prize money, so the purpose of the competition here is just to fight for the sake of fighting?" asked Renon with a puzzled expression.

"Yes, so they are the real gladiators, different from the ultimate gladiator alliance in human society. The Ultimate Fighter League has decided on the two sides of the matchup months before the tournament begins, and the audience is the spectator, and the players are the players. And with us, you never know who your next opponent will be, because the audience is the next player. There are countless rules in the Ultimate Fighter League that limit your play, and there are no rules in this ring, life and death have their own destiny......" Clark finished speaking, and the winner was divided in the ring. I saw an orc receive a heavy blow, and his sturdy body flew out of the ring, and he fell unconscious under the ring.

At the end of a match, there is no cheer for the victor or taunt of defeat in the arena, and unlike the noisy Ultimate Fighter League arena, there is only the respect of the gladiator and the thirst for strength.

"Clark, you just said that there are no rules here, so how do you count a game as a winner, and if you are knocked out of the ring, it is over?" asked Ryanon, puzzled.

"It's up to the player to decide the game, and in the same situation, the strong player can signal to the referee that I've won, or the referee can signal to continue the game and continue to go down the ring to chase the unconscious player, and the weak side can also ask to continue fighting. ”

"What? If you encounter a vicious person who uses all kinds of tricks or kills the other party, you won't stop......"

"You can do a lot of things that go against the spirit of the gladiators, but after the fight you don't want to stay in the Garrigias. You will be despised and challenged by everyone until you are expelled from Gariday once and for all. Clark smiled and said, "The rules of the game here can be said to be the spirit of the gladiator! ”

"Oh, that's right, what happens to the wounded gladiator?"

"There are powerful shamans who heal their wounds. As he spoke, Clark pointed to a shack on the edge of the dueling arena, where there were bursts of telekinesis fluctuations. Of course, all this was spontaneously organized by the inhabitants of the martial Callidias.

Just as Rainon and Clark were talking, another game began. Just like Clark introduced, no one knows who your next opponent will be, and the audience in the ring may be your opponent. This is not just a competition, and there are challengers on the stage under the ring.

The orc was different from ordinary orcs, his face was very similar to that of a cow, with grayish yellow hair, a pair of huge horns on his head, and a large body, half a cut taller than ordinary orcs.

After taking the stage, he exchanged a few words with the referee and the champion, and the referee briefly introduced the challenger and then signaled to start. (Minotaurs: A sub-race of orcs.) The head resembles that of a cow, and the body is covered with different shades of fluff, most of which range from yellow to gray, and is taller than the average orc. According to ancient records among the orc tribes, there is a small island in the southern Kalitic Sea called Crete, which is the home of the Minotaurs. Unlike most of the orcs, who admired strength and destruction, their ancestors were peace-loving, living a peaceful farming life on the island. The Minotaurs believe that the land beneath their feet is the source of life and the mother of all things, so they serve nature and maintain the balance of wildlife on the land until the conflict between the greedy dwarves and the elves escalates into a race war. The Minotaurs were forced to participate in the war of the Dwarves and Elves, and the addition of powerful Minotaur druids and shamans led to the reconciliation of the war between the Dwarves and the Elves, but from that day on, the peaceful life of the Minotaurs was shattered, and they became as desperate as most orcs to obtain stronger and stronger forces to better maintain the balance between the natural world. ）

"This challenger is strange, he doesn't look like a normal orc. Renon asked Clark curiously.

"Isn't it just a minotaur? what's so strange, you humans all look the same? hair and eyes of all colors ......"

"This is the legendary Minotaur! so strong!" said Rainon as he looked at the challenger in the ring, "No wonder people say they are as strong as a cow!"

"What does this have to do with the Minotaurs?" Clark broke out in a cold sweat.

The match in the ring began, the orc split a pair of legs like steel pipes, the center of gravity sank, and the crimson fighting spirit stirred all over the body. Feeling the overwhelming pressure in the ring, Ruinon thought to himself: "It's so strong! His fighting strength is at least at the level of the Dreadnought, right?

In the ring, the minotaur challenger was undaunted by the intense pressure, a muffled sound came from his throat, and his massive body emitted a dazzling flash.

"It's ...... Bear?" the next moment Renon opened his mouth in surprise. After the flash, the minotaur was gone, replaced by a large black bear.

"He's a druid......," Clark introduced to Rainon. (Druid: Transliteration of ancient pronunciation.) According to the ancient records of the orcs and elves, it means the children of nature, and there are also records that they are believers in gods and gods, and people who transform all things. Legend has it that every corner of nature is inhabited by gods who convey the will of the gods to the inhabitants of nature, and then the gods select their most faithful and devout adherents to grant them the ability to transpose all things in nature and give them great power to maintain order in the natural world, and the chosen advocates call themselves druids. ）

"Druids, do the orcs call transfiguration mages?" Rynon asked, puzzled.

Clark smiled and explained to Rainon, "You could call them mages who are good at transfiguration, but they're not just mages. You see, a druid's Transfiguration is not the same as a normal mage's Transfiguration. Normally, a mage's Transfiguration can only change the appearance of someone or something, but the Druid's Transfiguration is different, he can not only retain his own abilities, but also greatly enhance the characteristics of the form after transformation. Ruinon, look at that bear, is he any different from ordinary bears?"

As he spoke, the battle in the ring had already begun fiercely, and the orc champion took the lead in attacking, and the crimson fighting spirit on his fist shone brightly.

"Boom!" the solid fist slammed into Xiong De's massive body with a deafening sound, and a cloud of dust shook up in the ring.

What a strong fighting spirit!,Rui Nong commented in his heart.

The dust cleared, and when he saw the scene in the ring, Renon opened his mouth again in surprise, only to see that Xiong De resisted the powerful blow of the orc, and the granite under his limbs burst one after another, scattering the debris on the ground, but he himself did not move a single step.

"That Xiong De didn't use any fighting energy or magic, he only relied on his physical defense and muscle strength to resist his opponent's fists. Clark said to Rainon, "This is the druid, the Transfiguration of a difference." ”

"The druid's Transfiguration ......," Renon said silently in his heart.

"However, their Transfiguration also has a drawback, that is, they can only release it on themselves. Clark smiled and added, "It would be nice not to have that drawback." ”