First Victory

  "Okay, please sign this contract first."

The beauty quickly took out a chapter scroll from under the counter and spread it out, handed over the pen, and continued:

"In this arena, there is a main character arena and two Fourteen arenas. The reward for one victory is 20 gold soul coins, and the reward for two games is 40 gold soul coins.

  After you have won 20 games in a row, if you choose to continue to participate in the competition, you will be arranged to enter the protagonist arena.

In addition to the basic remuneration, you will also enjoy 10% of the income of the arena, and 40% of the income of the 50th arena."

  "It's no wonder that the arena of the Star Luo Empire is a place where civilian soul masters get rich and rise.

With such a scale The arena can accommodate at least tens of thousands of people to watch, and after the participants reach a high winning rate, they will definitely be hyped by the management of the arena, and there must be a lot of people watching.

If you win, the reward is so simple, gold soul coins I'm afraid it's not based on ten thousand."

Ning Xiaotian was secretly surprised.

  After he signed his name, he couldn't help but ask,

"How many people have won 20 victories in this arena now?" The

  beauty smiled and said, "No! Since the establishment of the arena in our Star Luo Empire, up to now, Those who have won 20 victories do not add up to more than 100 people. And those who have won 50 victories have not yet appeared."

  "And the warriors who have won 30 or more victories are now basically serving as generals in the Star Luo Empire."

The beauty looked at Ning Xiaotian with a spring expression on her face, as if I was very optimistic about you, if you can make it, I will take it away.

  The winning streak warrior made a request before being appointed by the empire to take away the reception girl at the counter of the arena. This kind of thing did not happen, and even packaged and taken away, the military would gladly agree. The empire has no shortage of beautiful civilians. woman.

  Even the arrangement of these reception girls in the arena itself is a kind of bargaining chip to attract warriors to participate in the competition.

They stand in a circle here every day. power.

  "......"

The urban routine is deep, I want to go back to the countryside, Ning Xiaotian can't help but feel this groove in his heart, the winning streak reward behind the relationship is publicized for people to see.

  He is almost certain that starting from the twentieth battle, the contestants will encounter 100% experienced gladiators, and they will even arrange the tenth battle with outstanding performance.

The following battles are like sieves. In the same way, when screening civilian soul masters, ordinary people just use it to make up the number in front.

  And for the gladiator, the fifty-game winning streak to regain freedom is a pretense at all.

  And the stronger it is, the more difficult it is to achieve, because their fighting opponents are arranged by the arena.

  That is to say, before the arena encounters competitors who can compete with them, they play the role of terminators, or they will not be released to participate in the battle at all.

Therefore, it is difficult to say whether they can play 50 games or not. Titty won.

  Besides, the 50th match is still a top expert dispatched by the imperial military. It is impossible to win.

  As for the remuneration and the so-called share, the dead are not eligible to enjoy it, and even if they are eligible, they are their own.

  It's full of routines

  . "Golden Warrior, this is your proof. In addition, we have already matched you with an opponent. The venue is No. 11, please come with me."

Said, the beauty at the counter put a token on the In front of Ning Xiaotian, he walked out from the side exit.

  "Yeah."

Ning Xiaotian nodded slightly, picked up the token and looked at it.

A three-finger sapphire was embedded at the top, and the word "0" was displayed on the inside. Below it was a four-finger topaz. With the words "11".

  0 should be the victory, 11 is the battle field, but it is simple and clear.

Putting the token into his arms, Ning Xiaotian took a step and followed behind the beauty, his eyes drooping in admiration, and the peach was swaying.

  On the other side of the wall, a burly man stood up with a smile on his face. In the center of his token, a yellow light flashed, showing the word 11.

  Seeing the man leave, everyone's faces showed envy.

  At this time, the beauty brought Ning Xiaotian to the front of the two doors.

Opening the door on the left, he walked in, the door closed with a "click", and a guard inside quickly took off a pair of bracelets from the wall, walked up to him, and said,

"This warrior, please stretch out your hands. "

  Ning Xiaotian stretched out his hands in cooperation and was put on a bracelet, the guard turned his side at this moment, pointed to a door on the left, and said,

"This warrior, you choose hand-to-hand combat, this arena will provide Dedicated combat costume, please enter to change, and you can open the door by holding your ID close to it."

Ning Xiaotian sighed, nodded, swiped the card to open the door and walked in.

  On the hangers side by side, there are clothes of various sizes with remarks, and they are all white, and there is even a bathroom inside.

  He quickly took off his clothes, put on a half-sleeved white shirt that tied his waist, and sighed: "White, it satisfies the special hobby of some spectators for blood."

  Walking out of the door, the voice of the guard came,

"The battle will start soon, please come here. ."

  Ning Xiaotian looked over, and beside the guard was an open door, and the white light shone through the three-meter-high passage.

  Without hesitation, he walked in, and with a "pop", the door closed.

  As the light became brighter, Ning Xiaotian walked out of the passage and saw a circular field with a diameter of 20 meters, surrounded by stone slopes at a 45-degree angle, carved into rows of seating platforms on which scattered sitting Get some spectators.

  Further up, there are sloping lamps that illuminate the ground.

  Looking down, a strong man in white came out of the channel in the distance. He was nearly two meters tall, his muscles were tangled, and he looked down with disdain.

  The two slowly approached, and when they approached three meters, there was no shout from the host, only the sound of a bell shaking.

  Immediately, "Boy, suffer!" In the roar, the gigantic man jumped over and threw a fist, a fist the size of a child's head headed towards Ning Xiaotian.

  Ning Xiaotian squinted his eyes, motionless like a mountain, and at the same time felt a chill in his heart,

"Too weak, too amateur. No wonder the girl at the counter didn't ask me about my specific soul power level before, this is using the life of the weak to test new contestants combat power."

  "Once the true combat power of the contestants is determined, the value will be evaluated immediately, and the weak will be eliminated to test a new round of contestants.

The slightly stronger players are used to control the game and squeeze out the commercial value. The very strong build momentum, Constantly arranging the strong to fight, earning huge profits and training high-level generals for the imperial army, if not, arrange the top experts to enter the arena to be executed."

  "It seems that while I am practicing here, I have to arrange a retreat. Okay."

Ning Xiaotian's eyes flickered.

  Seeing him not moving, sitting on the stage, someone sneered,

"This kid doesn't hide, won't he be frightened?"

  "I thought there was something to watch, but I didn't expect that he was here to die."

The companion next to him shook his head, Get up and get ready to leave when you're done.

  "Pfft!"

The crisp sound of fist and flesh handing over sounded, and there was silence all around.

  The "one-handed" giant man was frightened and said loudly, "Impossible", and was about to withdraw his hand, "Ah!", screaming in pain, the huge body subconsciously leaned back.

At this moment, Ning Xiaotian grabbed Holding the left hand of the giant man's wrist, with a slight pull, the giant man's body staggered uncontrollably immediately.

Standing on the spot, punching straight, Ning Xiaotian moved quickly, punching directly into his heart.

  It is the xiphoid vein at the bottom of the sternum.

Without the protection of muscles, ordinary people usually feel chest tightness when they press themselves, let alone being hit directly by Ning Xiaotian with a heavy punch, only a "pop" sound, no high Pain screams, only the blood mist sprayed in the air.

Ning Xiaotian turned to leave, the sound of "bang" came from behind, and then fell into silence.

  The heart is broken, and there is no possibility of survival.

  The tall and slender figure silently walked into the passage and sat on the stage before making a sound.

  A man's chicken legs landed on the corner of his mouth and smashed the ashes.

  "It fell down with one punch?"

He opened his mouth, but instead of looking at the chicken legs on the ground, he moved his head little by little to look at his companion.

  "It seems that he took a step forward, grabbed the wrist of the giant man flying in the air with one hand, and then pulled it off, the giant man's body was pulled over, and then the giant man flew with a straight punch and spat out. Blood, it looks like I'm out of breath now."

The companion said in disbelief.

  "It's so strong!"

The man who asked the question earlier was stunned for a moment before hesitating.

  At this time, the sound of "ding bell bell" came. In the distance, two guards walked out of the passage and quickly ran to the giant man. nod.

  On one side, the giant was dragged away.

  The closed gate opened, Ning Xiaotian walked in and glanced at the guards:

"How do we start the second game?"