Chapter 437: Desire to Win Streak

Boom boom boom!

None of the ten people made a move, but walked forward slowly, and those monsters were driven back into the iron prison.

Some of the remaining people knew that they had no chance at all, and the expressions on their faces looked extremely depressed.

One by one, they left the arena directly from the other exit in disgrace, this place was no longer their stage.

Gao Yangyu looked away, looked at the crowd and said with a smile: "It's really beyond my expectation. More than a hundred people have qualified. There has never been such a grand occasion in the A-level wrestling before."

"After an hour, the gladiatorial battle will officially start. According to the rules, you can also get rewards according to the number of victories. Someone will tell you about this later. Go and register your iron plate numbers now."

A young man in the arena led the crowd through to a basement and began to register.

At the same time, a special person gave everyone a rough introduction to the reward methods of the arena. Every time a victory is won, 300 lower-level spirit stones will be rewarded.

It may not seem like much, but the rewards are doubled for a winning streak.

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 keep winning consecutively, winning a hundred games in a row, the rewards he will get will be an astronomical figure, which is terrifying to think about.

It's no wonder that the gladiatorial arena makes many warriors so crazy. Stimulated by huge rewards, some extremely fierce battles often occur.

Everyone who was careless about the rewards before heard the rules of the winning streak, and they all moved their minds.

This is not a small amount, no matter which sect's power the middle-level spirit stones can't be distributed without limit.

However, Xiao Chen felt that it was not that simple. If there really was a warrior who won so many games in a row, the arena would probably suffer.

Sure enough, the person continued to say: "Hehe, don't think of the winning streak so simply. The current record is 60 consecutive victories, and no one has achieved it in a hundred years."

It didn't take much time for the registration to be completed, and the official wrestling would start in an hour, and everyone began to close their eyes and rest their minds, recovering.

In a tower in the arena,

Gao Yangyu held the registration materials in his hands and distributed them to the surrounding elders one by one.

"Look for a few special people to promote, and say that these people have the chance to break the 60-match winning streak. I want these people to bet 50 million intermediate spirit stones within three days."

A few old men were a little embarrassed and said: "City Master Gao, will anyone believe this kind of propaganda?"

Gao Yangyu laughed and said: "Please read the information before you say yes, these are top talents from all over the world, this wrestling is the first round of candidates for the Tower of the Ancients, let this news out, I estimate the income of the tickets It can be doubled.”

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

At the end, an old man came over excitedly with a stack of documents, and said with a smile: "City Master, what do you think of this man, Xiao Chen, the white-robed swordsman, was a genius who defeated all the great families by himself in the Great Qin Kingdom. Even the outer disciples of the Holy Land have been defeated."

"Some time ago, in the monster space, in front of more than a dozen half-step martial emperors, I snatched a top-grade top magic core. They are all very good howling heads. If you pack them a little, they will be the biggest howling heads gone."

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

Several old men looked at each other in blank dismay, very confused.

An hour later, everyone has basically recovered. They warmed up for the first battle, exercised their muscles and bones, and their bodies have truly returned to their peak state.

Gao Yangyu did not appear again, but another older gray-robed old man led everyone out of the basement to the stands.

The gray-robed old man said in front of his head: "There are only ten battles on the first day, so it can be regarded as a warm-up. There will be eighteen battles every day for the next five days. Later, each of you will go up one by one according to the rearranged numbers."

Xiao Chen took a look at his iron plate, which was engraved with the word "fifteen", which can be regarded as a ranking.

Boom boom boom!

As soon as they walked out of the passage of the arena, everyone heard bursts of exciting drumbeats. The drumbeats were like thunder, beating rhythmically and non-stop.

I don't know what this drum is made of. The sound is loud and majestic, and the blood of the people who listen to it is boiling with enthusiasm and fighting spirit, and the blood in the whole body is burning.

Xiao Chen looked up and found that the sound of the drum came from the four towers around the arena.

Under the turmoil of the drums, the atmosphere at the scene had already been mobilized, and the crowd was passionate and boiling endlessly.

"This is the top-grade battle drum Tianyin Drum. It is said that it is made of dragon skin and tendons of the tenth-level spirit beast Millennium Auger. It also needs a strong fighting force."

Experts from all over the world who were knowledgeable in the field said in amazement that the thousand-year-old dragon's strength is comparable to that of the peak martial saint, and it is omnipotent in the world, so it is difficult to find.

The gray-robed old man said with a faint smile: "This is not the Tianyin Drum, it is the top-grade war drum Jinding Drum. The Tianyin Drum will be sacrificed."

The drumbeat became more and more exciting, and the old man stopped talking, "Whoever is number one, move forward at speed."

A young martial artist in the crowd took a deep breath, jumped out from the stands, and the drum beat stopped instantly.

Bowing their hands to the audience one by one, the young warrior said loudly: "Chu Kingdom, Zihuang Zong Yunping, please enlighten me!"

In the ring-shaped auditorium layered upon layer, tens of thousands of fighters immediately focused on Yunping, and countless perceptions shot towards him.

Some people withdrew their perception and shook their heads in disdain, others seemed interested, and some were deciding whether to go down and fight.

call out!

Not long after, a bald warrior with a long sword flew over from the auditorium to the south. After landing, he didn't make any sound.

Obviously, the control of strength has reached a certain level. Xiao Chen sensed the cultivation base of this bald warrior, which can reach the level of a high-rank martial king, but his aura is very strong.

What should be cultivated is the earth-level high-level exercises, and there is still a little strength.

After the two of them bowed their hands and saluted, they immediately began to fight, and at this time, the drums suddenly rang in a low voice.

Then following the rhythm of the battle, ups and downs, tightly grasping the heartstrings of everyone, so that the tens of thousands of spectators present were under the agitation of drums.

Forming an invisible connection with the battle in the field, as if he was in the middle of the battle.

The battle lasted for a quarter of an hour, and Yun Ping defeated the bald warrior relatively easily. The battle was sparse and ordinary, and there were no special highlights.

After the bald warrior left the field, he walked towards Xiao Chen with some frustration, and handed over one hundred and fifty intermediate spirit stones to the old man in gray robe.

The gray-robed old man explained: "The challenger must pay half of the spirit stones that the challenged person should be rewarded. If he wins, he can get three hundred intermediate spirit stones."

The gladiatorial fight continued, and Yun Ping won nine games in a row like a rainbow, and the rewarded spirit stones had doubled to 2,700, which was quite a fortune.

As long as you win one more game, you can end today's gladiatorial fight perfectly, and at the same time take away 3,000 intermediate spirit stones smoothly.

Just after the ninth round ended, there was a person who couldn't wait to jump into the arena. This person didn't have the slightest control over his strength.

When the feet landed on the ground, the ground thumped and a large cloud of dust was stirred up, which seemed extremely publicized.

The visitor wore a long sword on his waist, and with a wicked look on his face, he smiled softly and said, "Yun Ping, right? I've taken your three thousand intermediate spirit stones. Remember my name, Xiao Yang!"

Yun Ping sneered and said, "Do you think this is possible?"

Boom!

The drums of war rang, and the two immediately fought fiercely together, and countless sparks were produced by the collision of weapons in the air.

Xia Xiyan said softly: "This Yunping's nine-game winning streak is probably about to end."

The battle had just started, how could Xia Xiyan come to a conclusion so quickly, Xiao Chen asked with some doubts: "Why do you know that?"

Xia Xiyan smiled lightly and explained: "I have been to Gladiator City a few times, this Xiao Yang is quite famous here, he likes to make shots when the opponent has just won nine consecutive victories, he rarely misses, he was given the nickname Ten Victory over the Terminator."

"Ten Victory Terminator?" There is such a nickname, Xiao Chen laughed dumbly and said: "It seems that it is difficult to get such a nickname without any strength."

Xia Xiyan nodded and said: "It has been a long time since he reached the top-rank Martial King, and his sword skills are not inferior to ordinary geniuses. The most important thing is that the artistic conception he comprehended is very strange, similar to the artistic conception of the Valley of Sorrows, which can affect people. Emotions."

It was the first time I heard about the artistic conception that affects emotions, Xiao Chen couldn't help being very interested, and carefully looked at the battlefield.

When the two were talking, the two sides had quickly exchanged a dozen or so moves. Yunping saw the strength of the opponent, but also knew that nine consecutive battles would consume a lot of vitality.

It is not appropriate to drag on, so every move is lore, and I want to end the battle quickly.

Xiao Yang seemed very relaxed, like a monkey, wandering around chaotically, but he didn't choose to confront Yun Ping head-on, and kept consuming his energy and patience.

Yun Ping wanted to catch the other party several times and force him to fight hard, but Xiao Yang escaped cleverly.

Xiao Chen saw the opponent's footwork in his eyes, deliberated in his mind, and murmured.

Very ingenious movement, it seems that any part of his body can sense the direction of the opponent's attack.

But against my Qinglong Tengyun Jue, it is useless. In the face of absolute speed, he still can't break the force with cleverness.