In the Death Arena, all six gates are closed, as if indicating that the next one is a battle of trapped beasts. No one can leave here until the winner is decided.

However, the contestants who came to participate were in a relatively relaxed mood. After all, their opponents were just some beasts from E to C-level. If they weren't too arrogant, such an opponent with combat power would not be a big threat to the contestants, which means that this was just a simple performance show.

The contestants trapped in the prey of their own sharp prey and couldn't help but show their own secret skills. Some of them drew out their sharp swords and charged forward boldly, and some of them previewed the monster's attack and counterattacked. Each contestant had different attack methods and used all kinds of strange weapons. However, those who could participate here were all guys who were confident in their own skills and had great strength.

Seeing a strong man in front of him, he carried a shadow wolf weighing 300 kilograms over his head with bare hands and threw it towards his companion behind him. The scene was cut off by one knife. It was obviously a bloody scene, but crazy cheers came from the stands of the Death Arena in an instant.

Of course, when the layman watches the excitement, the experts can see the tricks. A guy like Steinway, who is gambled like to bet naturally understands the real intention of the battle now. First, because there are many people participating, the organizer can use this warm-up game to eliminate a group of mediocre players. Secondly, although this is a performance show, whether you can show your level will affect the gambling money after the opening of the bet game - this also determines the value of a player!

After all, there is only one candidate to win the championship. While he wins the bonus alone, other contestants can rely on the bets on the audience to get the organizer's allowance. This amount is about one percent. In other words, the more popular the player, the more valuable the player is. Even if he loses the game, he can still get a considerable bonus. However, losing will affect his next odds and the amount the audience bets on him. That is to say, if you want to win both fame and fortune, you can only keep winning in the arena.

Steinway sat on the left hand of Lance, holding his chin to look for someone who made him feel suitable. His eyes went back and forth to look at the battlefield filled with smoke, and occasionally he would look bright if he picked a few people he liked. For people like him, it was not the person who fought for his life, but the chess piece for him to have fun. He turned his head and wanted to ask Lance's opinion: "I think that brothers from No. 7 and No. 8 are good, and the strong man from No. 13, hahaha, kill a wolf with one punch, I like it!"

Lance just smiled and didn't answer. Lance also saw the brothers Steinway mentioned. In this melee situation, familiar people cooperate with each other and cause more kills to obtain the qualification to advance is not a violation of the rules. On the contrary, this is more conducive to them standing out from the group. Of course, when it comes to the real competition, they will be split and may even face their own relatives and friends. This is the ruthless iron rule in the arena.

Fight until one side falls.

*Occasionally, people who automatically abstain from the competition will occasionally appear. Such people will be confiscated by the operator for the full prize for this competition and will be suspended for a corresponding period of time.

But what should I say? Lance does not simply look at people based on his own preferences and the performance of the players like Steinway, but reflects the character's attributes on his retina. Although the primary insight technique does not see the character's attributes, Lance can also roughly infer how strong a person is from his profession and skill levels alone.

He looked at the manual in his hand. Not only did he arrange the schedule, but the numbers and simple information of the contestants this time, which was to facilitate the gamblers to bet. The two brothers Daleson selected by Steinway were at the C+ level, and of course the strength was not weak at this level. To deal with these E-level to D level, the highest was C-level monsters, but C-level monsters were at ease. However, those who knew Lance, such as Ravenketh, Victor, and Ofan, had no idea. Even if Fiona was sitting on the other side of Lance, he could beat the other side, and the other big man looked at B-level, so he could barely fight with Heigang.

Seeing that Lance was unmoved and did not even react, Steinway couldn't help but feel a little disappointed and said, "Lance, don't you participate in this betting?"

Steinway knew that the operator of the arena is Lance, which means that he is the biggest dealer. Just a single game tap can make him net money. To put it bluntly, the more people bet, the more profits he draws from it, so he really has no need to bet. The most important point is that if Lance wins, it will also win the dealer's money (he himself), and if he loses, it will also lose to himself. This bet is the same as not betting.

However, Lance shook his head: "It's rare that Steinway, you come to play with me. If I don't end, what's the point?"

Steinway immediately turned joyful: "Then..."

"Let's open another private gambling deal," Lance said, looking back at the money box that Steinway brought.

He looked openly and had no intention of concealing it. Steinway was not at all displeased. The dandy didn't care about the money. Instead, he looked excited: "How to play?"

"Let's do this, in order not to hinder the normal progress of the game, other processes are created, and in this game, we will pick three people each and wait until the end of the game to have a 3V3 duel. How about it?"

This situation is actually unfavorable to Steinway, because this is Lance's territory, and these registered contestants cannot prove that they are not in the same group as Lance. If they receive the order from the county magistrate to play a counterfeit match, Steinway will become the sucker.

Fortunately, the two met on the first day, and after getting along with each other, there is a basis for trust. Steinway not only did not doubt Lance's words, but instead made the game real: "Okay, but how do you calculate the gambling money?"

Lance spread his hands, and a guest acted as if he was following the host: "This arena is mine, you can say as much as you want!"

"Okay!" After saying the word "Okay!", Steinway reiterated: "But the three people I chose just now have preliminary opinions. I have to see their next performance and whether there are any more outstanding players."

Lance nodded and agreed: "There is more time, so we can choose slowly."

As soon as the words were finished, the servants brought the wine. These foods and drinks were all one-stop service provided by merchants. Not only were VIP private rooms, but even the stands were vendors with cargo boxes and carts, constantly selling these things. However, in comparison, the consumption in the private room was higher.

Lance's eyes began to scan the field. The battle has now reached the mid-season. To be honest, among the team, the most outstanding people have been selected by Steinway. Even if there are a few that are not bad, they cannot arouse Lance's interest-

The data in his eyes has already feedback the strengths and weaknesses of these people.

Forget it, wait for the next team.

In fact, Lance's saying "There is still a lot of time, so you can choose slowly" is not a polite thing, because this time there are too many contestants, such as the battle in front of him that will increase the number of beasts to eliminate the number of beasts, and there will be at least four more games next.

Just as Lance had almost withdrawn his sight and gave up on this team, there were some special changes in the center of the arena.

"What, look, what conflicts seem to have occurred in the contestants during the competition!" The host's voice sounded at the right time, telling people what was happening at this moment, but people are more accustomed to looking with their eyes than listening.

In the arena filled with smoke and dust, a large number of wild beasts' corpses and blood were already spread out, but now drop by drop on the ground is not the blood of the beast, but the blood of a young man.

The boy's left eye was closed tightly, and the left half of his face was bleeding. The blood dripping slid down his side face, blending with the blood sand on the ground. Just looking at it, I also knew that he was hurt very much. I don't know if he had hurt his eyes. That was a fatal thing, but contrary to the great pain, the boy pursed his lips tightly, and there was no unnecessary expression on his face except solemnity. The two opponents standing opposite him were the pair of powerful Delson brothers that Steinway had met at the beginning.

"Little devil, don't meddle in other people's business. Just because of your small body, you want to fight with me. I advise you to get away quickly, otherwise you will be careful to kill you!" The two brothers, one tall and one short, formed a sharp contrast, but one of the same characteristics is that they are thin, like a sarcastic grin on their faces with skin skeletons.

This is not the harm caused by wild animals, but man-

It is not complicated to infer from the scene in front of you, because the rules for the game are to kill a large number of beasts and high-quality people who can advance, but there is no requirement for the number of eliminated people. However, one thing is certain, that is, those who do not kill the number of monsters will definitely be eliminated. Like the Delson brothers, the choice of killing three shadow wolfs and one armored rhinoceros has basically been confirmed to advance, but when the problem arises, they are not satisfied, but start to interfere with the hunting actions of other players.

There are no referees in the arena. The only rule is that you cannot carry more than two weapons, and that you cannot attack the opponent after surrender. Although the current condition for winning is to kill a certain number of monsters, there is no limit on the battle between players.

So although this young man is very young, as long as he steps into this battlefield of gladiator, he will be no different from other contestants. There is no kindness or kindness here, and there is only victory or defeat.

The young man himself was obviously very clear about this, but he did not give in at all. Instead, there was a flame of war in his eyes. Although he was injured, his opponent and he still pulled out the two scimitars around his waist.

Rules are set, each player can only carry two weapons, so occasionally such players with dual-wielding weapons will appear. The boy's thick eyebrows stood up, spat the fishy sweetness that spread into his mouth, and made an attacking attitude towards the Delson brothers.

"Does he want to die?" Seeing this, the audience expressed their confusion. The young man did not perform at all in the previous session. Now he is going to challenge the Daleson brothers who are the best. Should he say he is young and overestimate himself?

"Ha, since you are seeking death by yourself, don't blame us for being cruel!" The Delson brothers also smiled coldly when they saw this situation and used their weapons one after another.

Just as a battle was about to break out, the host over there came to shout with Yinmai, asking the contestants to stop attacking each other in this way. The reason was that they should not interfere with the normal progress of the game, and they would resolve any hatreds to the next battle stage.

"You are lucky, boy, but if you meet in the next game, your life will be lost."

"Then he still needs to be able to break through this round."

The Daleson brothers' ridicule was still harsh, but since the official intervention was made, the conflict was obviously unable to continue. The boy put away the double blades in his hand and looked up at the VIP seat on the stands.

Obviously, a mere host has no right to decide the direction of the game. The person who really called for a stop for the battle just now was Lance sitting in the VIP seat.

Steinway shrugged and laughed: "I really don't know why you wanted to save that kid. Isn't this kind of game more exciting to use more blood?"

The devil's words were thoroughly spoken, but Lance only agreed with Steinway's second half, as for the first half-

"The battle requires a proper stage to be more interesting. I am very interested in that kid. Let's do it, I decided that this kid will be the first choice for our bet match."

Steinway looked at Lance with a strange look. He didn't understand why Lance chose this young man without any specialty or even a weak one, but Lance's eyes were staring at the young man in the scene, with a bright light.

Sam [Mixed Humans]

Career: Double-edged Swordsman

Skills: [Blade Dance C+], [Running C], [Doing D+]

This is the information that Lance's primary insight technique feedbacks to the retina. The skill level is not weak but it is not particularly strong. At least it will be very difficult to deal with the brothers. This is also the reason why Lance ignored this kid before.

But after careful look, what this little guy has turned out to be a hero template!
Chapter completed!