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An hour later, everyone had basically recovered. They had warmed up from the previous battle, stretched their muscles, and their bodies had truly returned to their peak condition.
Gao Yangyu did not appear again, but another older man in gray robe led everyone out of the basement and back 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 considered a warm-up. There will be eighteen battles every day for the next five days. Each of you will go up one by one according to the rearranged numbers."
Xiao Chen looked at his iron plate, which had the characters fifteen or two engraved on it, which was considered a ranking that was neither good nor bad.
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As soon as they walked out of the passage of the arena, everyone heard bursts of exciting drum beats. The drums were beating like thunder, and they were beating rhythmically.
I don¡¯t know what this drum is made of, but the sound is loud and majestic. The blood of those who listen to it is boiling, the fighting spirit is high, and the blood in the whole body is burning.
Xiao Chen looked up and found that the sound of drums was coming from the four towers surrounding the arena.
Under the agitation of the drums, the atmosphere at the scene has already been mobilized, and the crowd is passionate and boiling.
"This is the best war drum, the Tianyin Drum. It is said to be made from the dragon skin and tendons of the tenth-level spiritual beast Millennium Spiral Dragon. Under the influence of the drum sound, it can inspire people to have super strong fighting spirit, and they can burst out stronger than usual. It also requires strong combat effectiveness.¡±
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The gray-robed old man smiled faintly and said: "This is not the Tianyin Drum, but a top-grade war drum, the Golden Cauldron Drum. Its function is the same as that of Tianyin Valley, but the effect is indeed much worse. You are not qualified to hire Tianyin Drum. Only S-level gladiators can do it." Will sacrifice the Tianyin Drum."
The drum beat became more and more exciting, and the old man said no more, "Who is number one? Come forward quickly."
A young warrior among the crowd took a deep breath and jumped out from the stands, and the drum sound stopped instantly.
The young warriors said loudly to the audience: "Chu, Zihuang Zongyunping, give me a reunion!"
In the stacked ring-shaped auditorium, the eyes of tens of thousands of warriors suddenly focused on Yun Ping, and countless rays of perception were ejected towards him.
Some people withdrew their senses and shook their heads disdainfully, some looked very interested, and some were deciding whether to go and fight.
Whoops!
Before long, a bald warrior carrying a long sword flew over from the southern auditorium. He landed without making any sound.
It is obvious that the control of strength has reached a certain level. Xiao Chen sensed that the bald warrior's cultivation level was comparable to that of a top-grade Martial King, but his aura was very strong.
What you should practice is the high-level earth-level skills, which still have some strength.
After the two people bowed their hands and saluted, they immediately started fighting. At this time, the drums suddenly sounded low.
Then, with the rhythm of the battle, it rose and fell, tightly grasping the heartstrings of everyone, and the tens of thousands of spectators present were agitated by the drums.
The battle in the field formed an invisible connection, as if he was in 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 came to the scene, he walked toward Xiao Chen with some frustration and handed the gray-robed old man one hundred and fifty intermediate spirit stones.
The old man in gray robe explained: "The challenger must pay half of the spirit stones that the challenged person should be rewarded. If he wins, he can get 300 intermediate spirit stones."
The battle continued, and Yun Ping won nine games in a row with great momentum. The rewarded spirit stones had doubled to 2,700, which was considered a large amount of money.
As long as you win one more game, you can end today's battle perfectly and successfully take away three thousand intermediate spiritual stones.
As soon as the ninth game ended, someone jumped into the arena eagerly. This person had no control over his strength.
When his feet landed on the ground, there was a loud bang on the ground, stirring up a large amount of dust, which looked extremely arrogant.
The person who came had a long sword on his waist and an evil look on his face. He smiled softly and said, "Yunping, right? I've taken your three thousand intermediate spirit stones. Remember my name, Xiao Yang!"
Yunping sneered: "Do you think this is possible?"
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The war drums are beating loudly"Who is No. 15, hurry up!"
It was finally Xiao Chen¡¯s turn to play. With a tap of his toes on the ground, Xiao Chen landed steadily on the school field.
"Xiao Chen of the Great Qin State, please enlighten me!" Xiao Chen raised his hands and said to all directions.
Whoops!
As soon as the voice fell, a figure quickly fell into the arena. When it landed, the ground was shaken with a loud bang.
It was Xiao Yang who had previously defeated Yun Ping and was known as the finisher of ten victories.
Xiao Yang looked Xiao Chen up and down, and saw that Xiao Chen was not wearing a weapon, only a pair of black gloves, and curled his lips and said: "A boxer? That's fine, I haven't fought against a boxer for a long time. I, Xiao Yang, are here to meet you. Will you."
"It's strange why Xiao Yang went down. This guy rarely comes out during other people's first games."
"We haven't seen each other for several years, but Xiao Yang showed up in the first game. It's really rare."
"Yeah, when did you change your temper? He doesn't like three hundred intermediate spirit stones!"
"This kid may have offended Xiao Yang. This kid must be good-looking. Losing in the first game will have a big impact on his momentum."
In the surrounding auditorium, there were all warriors who often came to this gladiatorial city. They were very familiar with Xiao Yang, and they were all puzzled when they saw him go out for the first match.
In a room at the top of a tower behind the arena, Gao Yangyu looked at Xiao Chen and Xiao Chen in the distance with an expressionless face, and murmured: "Boy, don't blame me for being cruel. If you want to blame me, I blame you for hitting me in person." Li Xiuzhu's face, this old guy is famous for being mean-spirited."
An old man next to him said unbearably: "City Lord Gao, do you really want this kid to lose every game, a hundred times in total?"
Gao Yangyu shrugged and said, "Li Xiuzhu has already spoken. What do you want me to do? Don't forget that he is in charge of the Tiande Alliance's tax revenue."
"You offend someone and have no background. This kid deserves to be unlucky. Just do as I ask."
The old man nodded slightly, but in his heart he shook his head and smiled bitterly. After losing a hundred games, this kid can be regarded as unprecedented.
"Such a huge humiliation, I will probably spend my whole life in ruins. This Li Xiuzhu is so cruel, he actually came up with such a vicious plan." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com