Although the appearance of three inhuman creatures in the auditorium of a gladiatorial arena is very strange and a bit unsettling to the audience. But this is the center of the royal capital, and these three dragons must have been screened by the city defense army before they could enter. The audience comforted themselves and slowly relaxed, and continued to look at the arena below.
After the man was stuck in the shield by the dragon's tail, he was carried by the dragon's tail and moved at high speed in mid-air and then came into close contact with the ground repeatedly.
But he was an experienced player after all. The man took advantage of being slapped on the ground and forcibly pulled the shield off the barb of the dragon's tail.
Then he rolled and opened the gap with the beast dragon, spit out a mouthful of blood-laced saliva, and slowly stood up while panting.
"Transformation Slash!" The man inserted the shield on the dagger in his left hand and pressed it down hard. The shield just fit perfectly with the dagger, and then moved down along the slide rail on the shield. Slide it to the hilt position.
The man swung his sword forward with one hand, and the shield rotated forward from the hilt to the tip of the sword. The blade hidden inside the shield also popped out, and a giant one-handed ax appeared. In the man's hands.
The beast dragon jumped back to avoid the man's slash, and at the same time, it flicked its tail hard and launched the spines at the end of the dragon's tail in the direction of the man.
The man raised the one-handed ax with all his strength, swept across in front of him to block several incoming thorns, and allowed the weight of the one-handed ax to drive his body backwards. Then the muscles of the man's entire body began to exert force, and he used the one-handed ax behind him to draw a semicircle and slash in the direction in front of him.
It was obviously impossible to hit the beast dragon at this distance, but the man still used this move.
Seeing that the situation was not good, the beast dragon planned to dodge to one side, but the man's one-handed ax fell to the ground hard with golden magic power.
Rays of golden light burst out from the ground in the direction of the man's downward attack, and rushed towards the beast dragon. The beast dragon couldn't dodge, and its whole body escaped the light but its tail did not. With a cry of pain, a small section of the dragon's tail fell to the ground, and the beast dragon rolled sideways, raising a cloud of dust.
Gowu's eyes lit up in the audience. Hey, well, when he met Xia Ya's bow and arrow, he thought it was a coincidence. When he saw Ergou's sword, he was just a little suspicious. Now The weapon in the hands of the man in the arena below, what is it if it's not a shield and an axe? This is all liberated by using the super high damage attribute.
The audience burst into cheers and waved flags, whistles and applause for the man below.
A burst of red brimstone fire suddenly shot out from the smoke and dust in the arena. The man had just taken off his shield from his one-handed sword. In a hurry, he could only raise his shield to try to block the blast. hit.
There was no sound. When the brimstone fire hit the shield, it started to splash out like liquid. manHe was knocked away by the impact of the brimstone fire and hit the wall at the edge of the arena. He slowly landed against the wall and sat on the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.
The smoke gradually dissipated, and the beast dragon lay on the ground with red eyes and panted heavily. Small streams of sulfur fire dripped from the beast dragon's mouth with every breath.
"Who is this?" Ge Wu turned to ask Hua Er next to him. Ge Wu knew that every dragon clan would have an elemental talent, but was this liquid flame a bit over the top?
"Azazel, a man who likes to fight very much." Wall replied lightly, then the dragon's tail rolled up the vendor who was passing by cautiously, and said, "Is there any watermelon?"
"Yes, yes, yes." The vendor nodded as if he were pounding garlic. If it hadn't been wrapped around the dragon's tail, he would probably be shaking right now.
"Then what is his element? Fire?" Ge Wu continued to ask. He thought that the elemental talents were just ordinary things like fire, wind, and so on. He didn't expect that he could play so well. .
"It's a fire, but he figured out some messy ways to use it." Hua Er put the hawker back and answered Ge Wu. He wasn't quite sure how Azazel pulled off such a move. It didn't matter whether it was strong or not, just being cool was enough.
The staff of the arena began to enter the arena, and under the watchful eyes of Azazel, they carried away the unconscious man who was slumped against the wall. The audience also sighed or cheered.
Sighing is when the bet is lost, cheering is when the bet is won. Before each battle begins, there will be a dealer opening the market, and each event is different. Some are about how long the players can last, and some are about who wins and who loses. The odds for today's fight are 1:1.5 for Azazel and 1:10 for men.
In particular, it can be seen that Azazel can be regarded as a victorious champion in a certain sense in this arena, if Azazel is considered a player instead of an NPC.
Tickets for the arena are calculated on a daily basis, which means that if the money is paid on the same day, no matter how many fights there are, the audience can watch as long as they can sit still. The next battle started soon. The staff cleaned the venue slightly and opened the door for the contestants to enter.
Today is a wheel battle, Azazel has to fight all day long until someone defeats him or he knocks down all the players. The next player who challenged Azazel was obviously not as strong as the previous one. He was being chased and beaten by Azazel with a weapon in his hands. It was estimated that all the points were focused on agility.
Gowu's attention was also diverted from the arena. The official personnel of the arena accompanied the hawker who came with watermelon to find Gewu and his group of dragons.
"She pays." Hua Er picked up the watermelon in one mouthful and pointed at Layla with his tail. Feilong has no front paws and no hands, so it is more troublesome to handle watermelons. But this was not a problem for Wall. A stream of air appeared out of thin air and lifted the watermelon in Wall's mouth. Hua Er pressed the sharp edge of the dragon wing against the melon skin, and the air flow drove the watermelon to start spinning.
A peeled watermelon soon appeared in front of everyone, and Hua Er took a bite of it.
The hawker looked at Layla, and Layla looked at the hawker. A gold coin was suddenly thrown out, and the vendor caught it with quick eyes and hands, and happily went to get more watermelons.
The staff of the arena stood in front of Gawu. He was well-dressed and said politely, "What is your name, sir?"
These staff members interacted with Ah Wu every day. After dealing with Azazel, he naturally learned from Azazel's mouth what the real dragons were like. When facing the ancient dragon, he was not as afraid as others.
Gewu glanced at the staff in front of him and replied calmly, "Gowu."
"Mr. Gewu, I wonder if you are interested in going down to fight. "The staff said very respectfully, these arena people will seize every opportunity to attract the audience's attention. For example, right now, an ancient dragon is right in front of your audience. How can you resist not operating?
Gewu thought for a while and then agreed. When he went to other cities to advertise, he always walked around the city and left. He didn't know what the effect would be. But the effect of going to the arena to fight will definitely be better than wandering around without any purpose.
"No problem. But who shall I fight?" Gewu asked the staff.
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"That one." The staff pointed to a figure in the auditorium opposite. Gewu saw it at a glance, because there were no other seats around the man, and he was the only one sitting on the gorgeous seat to watch the show.
"Is he a noble? I didn't do it lightly or seriously. What should I do if something goes wrong?" Ge Wu frowned. If it were an ordinary person, no one would be held accountable even if he died. But as a nobleman, Gawu didn't want to cause any trouble yet.
"No, that is His Highness." The staff corrected Gewu's mistake. But this made Ge Wu not want to fight even more. The person he was wrestling with was a prince. If there was any problem with this, wouldn't he be directly resented by a country?
"Let's forget it. Who will be responsible for any problems?" Ge Wu looked at the staff in front of him and said that he did not want to fight with such a high-ranking person.
The staff continued to smile and explained to Ge Wu: "There is no need to worry about this. His Highness has good skills and is considered a permanent player in our arena, and he has never lost a single game. Before the fight begins, we will have both parties sign a contract under the witness of God, and we also have a special mage to watch the fight to avoid any unpleasant events happening to everyone."
The arena is here. It can be said that everything is done flawlessly, and full effort and consideration have been put into every aspect.
"I will meet with your Highness to discuss it in detail." Ge Wu thought about it for a while and decided to hold the event.move. On the one hand, it is to advertise, and on the other hand, it is to see if I am really useless. Previously, Grand Duke Li gave Emo to Ge Wu directly. Today, he bullied the princes of other countries to gain confidence.
"As you wish. I will come back to inform you later." The staff bowed and backed away.
"Oh?! Gewu, are you going to go down and fight?" Leila held a piece of watermelon, came to Gewu's side, and asked Gewu while eating the melon.
"Hmm, just think of it as an advertisement." Gewu nodded, stood up and stretched his body.
"Actually, I still have plans to regain my confidence." Leila did not spit out watermelon seeds when eating melons. After taking another bite of the watermelon in her hand, she stared at Gawu and continued, "Yes, after all, I was tortured to pieces by my father."
Ge Wu grinned, noncommittal, but the dragon's tail that kept flicking showed that he was not in a very calm mood now.
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Gewu was led by the arena staff Through the internal passage of the staff, we entered the lower part of the arena. A large, semi-underground room used for player preparation before games and other matters. A richly dressed young man was already sitting on the wooden bench.
"This is our His Highness." The staff turned sideways and introduced to Ge Wu, and then saluted the prince, "I have met His Highness."
Prince He just waved his hand and said in a rough voice, "No courtesy."
Only then did Gewu take a closer look at the prince's whole appearance. He could not see clearly from a distance just now in the audience. Now take a closer look. Good guy, Li Kui!
I saw that this prince was tall and thick, and his muscles were so muscular that he could compete in a beauty pageant. His face was not ugly, but it was definitely nothing like the Prince Charming in everyone’s impression. Can't even touch it. If I had to use any word to describe this prince, the most suitable word would definitely be "a strong back and a strong back."
The corners of Gewu's eyes twitched. It seemed that he was harmed by the stereotype this time. He thought he would be some graceful and handsome young man, but he didn't expect him to be such a strong man.
Although the prince looked rough, he was polite. He smiled at Gawu and introduced himself, "This is Gawu, hello. You can call me Bult ."
Ge Wu reacted from his daze and responded to Bult, "Well, okay."
It would be better to be an ancient dragon, if Ge Wu was a human now. If so, he would probably have to give a big salute, how could he be fooled by just two calls like now.
The staff took out a contract made of parchment and handed it to the middle of Bult in Gowu.
Ge Wu lowered his head and glanced, and his heart was once again filled with speechlessness. I originally thought that Prince Li Kui was already very abstractI didn’t expect that the contract witnessed by God would look the same as the contract on earth.
The signing of the contract is not cumbersome, that is, the witness (staff) first prays, and after obtaining God's authorization, witnesses the signing of the contract (Party A and Party B). Both parties must not violate the terms of the contract, otherwise there will be terrible divine punishment or something like that.
According to what the church said, it was very effective, and anyone who violated it would be struck by thunder from heaven. However, it is still unknown whether the contract has any effect on Gaowu. After all, Azazel is the only dragon that has signed the contract, and Azazel has not violated the contract so far, so naturally no divine punishment has come.
And even if it comes. . . Even five thunderbolts from the sky cannot kill an ancient dragon.
However, Bult is not afraid that Gowu will violate the contract. This is the capital of Hualai, and I don’t know how many people are watching it. If something happened to the prince right under his nose, everyone would stop working and jump into the river.
"The next match is for you two." The staff put away the contract and said to Gaowu and Bult.
As soon as the staff finished speaking, the cheers from outside reached Gawu’s ears through the stone wall. It seemed that Azazel’s battle was over.
After a while, two staff members in white clothes came in carrying a stretcher. This time the player was pretty good and could still lie on it and hum. Unlike the previous one who went straight into a sweet dream.
Azazel also walked back from the passage covered with injuries. Judging from his energy, he had a good time in these fights today.
"Hey, Brock, when did you come to fight?" Azazel did not attend the last dragon conference, so naturally he did not know the identity of Ge Wu. It seemed that he also recognized Ge Wu as the original owner.
"I admit my mistake. Bullock hasn't come out yet." Gewu shook his head and answered. Now he is no longer worried about the original owner coming to the door. After all, the original owner Brock worked illegally for the elves, and he also worked illegally for the elves. After all, they were still colleagues.
"New student? Hehe, you'll have some fun later, if you also like to fight." Azazel looked at Gawu, and then at the person sitting on the bench. Bult smiled meaningfully.