Dongdongdongdongdongdong!

None of the ten people took action, but walked forward slowly, and the monsters were driven back to the iron prison.

The remaining people knew that they had no chance at all, and the expression on their faces seemed extremely depressed.

One by one, they were covered in dust and left the arena directly from another exit, and this place was no longer their stage.

Gao Yangyu withdrew his gaze and looked at everyone and smiled: "It was as expected that more than a hundred people have qualified. The previous A-level Gladiator has never had such a grand occasion."

"After an hour, the gladiator officially begins. According to the rules, you can also receive rewards according to the number of games you win. Someone will tell you later. Now go and register your iron number."

A gladiator led everyone through and came to a basement to start registering.

At the same time, there was a special person who briefly explained the reward method of the arena. For each victory, three hundred lower-level spirit stones will be rewarded.

It doesn't seem to be much, but if you can win continuously, the reward will be doubled.

If you win two games in a row, you will get 600 lower-level spirit stones in the second game, 900 in the third game, 1,200 in the fourth game, and 1,500 in the fifth game.

If a person can continue to win continuously and win 100 games in a row, the rewards you will receive will be "Fengfeng" and "Literature" {}.{net} is an astronomical number, which is terrifying to think about.

No wonder the arena makes many warriors so crazy. Under the stimulation of huge rewards, some extremely fierce battles often arise.

Everyone who had been careless about rewards had also become more thoughtful after hearing the rules of winning streaks.

This is not a small amount. No matter which sect power of intermediate spirit stones, it is impossible for them to continue without restrictions.

Xiao Chen felt that it was not that simple. If a warrior who won so many games in a row appeared, he would probably lose to death in the arena.

Sure enough, I heard the man continue to say: "Haha, don't think of winning streaks so simply. The highest record at present is winning streaks of 60 games, and no one can reach it for a hundred years."

It took not much time to complete the registration. There was still one hour before the formal fight began. Everyone began to close their eyes and rest, and they returned to their state.

In a high tower in the arena, Gao Yangyu held the registered information of everyone in his hand to the old men around him one by one.

"Look for a few distinctive key points to promote it, and say that these people have the opportunity to break the 60 consecutive victories. I want these people to bet 50 million intermediate spirit stones within three days."

Several old men said in a little embarrassed manner: "Lord Gao, will anyone believe this publicity?"

Gao Yangyu laughed and said, "Please say it after reading the information. These are all top geniuses in various countries. This battle is the first round candidate of the Ancient Tower. If you reveal this news, I guess the ticket revenue can be doubled."

After saying that, Gao Yangyu showed some depressed news on his face, patted his forehead and sighed softly: "It's a pity that I received the notice a week ago, and it was also stipulated that I could not disclose it in advance, otherwise the spirit stones I earned this time would be enough for us to rest for ten years."

At the end, an old man came over with a stack of information excitedly and said with a smile: "City Lord, look at this person, the white-robed swordsman Xiao Chen, in the Great Qin State, once defeated the geniuses of major families by himself, and even the outer disciples of the holy land."

"Some time ago, in the demon space, he snatched a top-grade magic core in front of more than a dozen half-step martial emperors. They all had good howling heads. If you pack it a little, you will be the biggest howling head."

Gao Yangyu took the information, but he threw it on the table without even reading it, and said coldly: "Don't worry about this kid, no one is allowed to promote him, don't ask the reason."

Several old men looked at each other, very confused.

After an hour, everyone had basically recovered. They just warmed up in the battle, and moved their muscles and bones, and their bodies truly returned to their peak state.

Gao Yangyu did not appear again, but another older man in gray robe led everyone out of the basement and brought them to the stands.

The old man in gray robe said in front of his head: "There are only ten battles on the first day, which is a warm-up. There will be eighteen battles every day in the next five days. Each of you will go up one by one according to the reorganized numbers later."

Xiao Chen looked at his iron plate, which contained the words fifteen or five, which was considered a ranking that was neither up nor down.

Dongdongdongdongdongdong!

As soon as they walked out of the arena, everyone heard bursts of stirring drums, which were like thunder, and kept beating rhythmically.

I don’t know what this drum is made of. The sound is loud and grand. The listener is excited and the fighting spirit is high, and the blood in the whole body is burning.

Xiao Chen looked up and saw the sound of drums coming from the four towers around the arena.

Under the turbulence of the drums, the atmosphere at the scene had already been mobilized, and the crowd was full of excitement and boiling.

"This is the best war drum, heavenly tone drum. It is said that it is made of the dragon skin and dragon tendons of the level ten spirit beast, a thousand-year-old dragon twisted. Under the influence of the drum sound, people can inspire strong fighting spirit and expose a more powerful combat power than usual."

The leaders from all over the world who were aware of the goods said in surprise that the strength of the thousand-year-old dragon is enough to match the peak martial saint, and it is omnipotent in the world and the sea, so it is difficult to find it.

The old man in gray robe smiled faintly and said, "This is not a Tianyin drum, but a top-grade war drum, golden tripod drum. Its function is the same as that of Tianyin Valley, and its effect is indeed much worse. You are not qualified to ask for a Tianyin drum. Only S-level gladiator will be used to sacrifice the Tianyin drum."

The drums became more and more excited, and the old man didn't say much, "Who is number one, come forward."

A young warrior took a deep breath, jumped out of the stands, and the drum sounded instantly stopped.

He bowed to the audience one by one, and the young warrior whispered: "Chu State, Yunping, Zihuang Sect, will I give you advice!"

In the layered circular audience, tens of thousands of warriors' eyes suddenly gathered on Yun Ping, and countless senses ejected towards him.

Some people retracted their perception and shook their heads disdainfully, while others seemed interested, while others decided whether to go on a fight.

call out!

Before long, a bald warrior flew in the audience in the south with a long sword on his back. After landing, there was no sound.

Obviously, the control of power had reached a certain level. Xiao Chen sensed the cultivation level of the bald warrior, and had just reached the level of a top-grade martial king, but his aura was very thick.

What you should practice is the high-level earth-level martial arts, and you still have a little strength.

After the two bowed and started fighting immediately, the drums suddenly sounded low at this moment.

Then, with the rhythm of the battle, it was rising and falling, and tightly grasping the heartstrings of everyone, leaving tens of thousands of viewers present under the stimulation of drums.

Fighting with the field forms an invisible connection, as if you are in a battle.

After the battle lasted for a quarter of an hour, Yunping easily defeated the bald warrior. The battle was sparse and ordinary, and there was no special highlight.

After the bald warrior came to the scene, he walked towards Xiao Chen with some frustration and handed over 150 intermediate spirit stones to the old man with gray robe.

The old man in gray robe explained: "The challenger must pay half of the spirit stones that the challenger should reward. If he wins, he can obtain 300 intermediate spirit stones."

The battle continued, Yunping won nine consecutive games with a rainbow of momentum, and the rewarded spirit stones had doubled to 2,700, which was a considerable amount.

As long as you win one game, you can end today's gladiator perfectly and successfully take away three thousand intermediate spirit stones.

Just as the ninth game ended, a man couldn't wait to jump into the arena, and the man didn't control his strength at all.

When his feet landed on the ground, the ground was pounding, stirring up a large area of ​​dust, making it extremely ostentatious.

The visitor wore a long sword on his waist, and had a sense of evil intention on his face. He chuckled: "Yunping, right? I have taken your three thousand intermediate spirit stones. Remember my name Xiao Yang!"

Yunping sneered: "Do you think this is possible?"

Dong!

The war drums pounded, and the two immediately fought fiercely together, and the weapons collided with countless Mars in the air.

Xia Xiyan said softly: "Yunping's nine consecutive victories are probably going to be over."

The battle had just started, so why did Xia Xiyan come to the conclusion so quickly? Xiao Chen asked with some doubts: "How can I see it?"

Xia Xiyan smiled lightly and explained: "I have been to Gladiator several times. Xiao Yang is a little famous here. He likes to take action when his opponent just won nine consecutive victories. He rarely misses and is nicknamed the Ten Win Terminator."

"Ten Win Terminator?" There was such a nickname. Xiao Chen laughed in a daze: "It seems that without any strength, it is difficult to get such a nickname."

Xia Xiyan nodded and said, "He has been at the top level of the Martial King for a long time. His swordsmanship is not inferior to ordinary geniuses. The most important thing is that the artistic conception he has grasped is very strange, which is somewhat similar to the artistic conception of the Wuming Valley, and can affect people's emotions."

It was the first time I heard that Xiao Chen couldn't help but feel a deep interest and looked at the battlefield carefully.

While the two were talking, the two sides had almost fought ten moves. Yunping saw the opponent's strength and knew that the energy consumed was relatively large in the nine consecutive battles.

It is not advisable to drag on it, so the moves are the ultimate kill, and you want to end the battle quickly.

Xiao Yang seemed very relaxed, like a monkey, wandering around, but not choosing to fight against Yun Ping head-on, constantly consuming his energy and patience.

Yunping tried to catch the other party several times and forced him to fight hard, but Xiao Yang cleverly escaped.

Xiao Chen saw the other party's footsteps, pondered them in his mind, and murmured.

With a very clever body technique, it seems that any part of his body can sense the opponent's attack direction.
Chapter completed!