18

The leisurely days passed by in a flash.

At the opening ceremony of the athletic competition, the viewing platform of the arena was crowded with people. Spectators and warriors from all over Asgard who were keen on fighting had already arrived in the past few days. The audience was eagerly looking forward to the opening of the event.

Just after 10 o'clock, the door of the arena slowly opened. The leader Valkyrie, dressed in military uniform, walked into the arena with graceful steps. Her impressive figure immediately triggered bursts of cheers. Behind her, a hundred or so burly men lined up, carrying the flag and following her step by step, exuding an air of command.

"People of Asgard! Hello!"

"Once again, we gather for this once-in-a-decade event!"

"I, Valkyrie, announce! The competition begins now!"

"The whole realm is celebrating right now!"

The arena constantly echoed with the goddess's enticing and powerful voice. The people were enthusiastic, and the cheers rose to the skies above Asgard in waves, lasting for a long time.

Thor and a group of gladiators watched from the inner fort. A group of rough guys were all stimulated like beasts in heat. They cheered and roared one after another. Thor was one of them.

After the opening of the event, the fighters were all divided into rooms to rest and wait to enter the venue. Various gladiatorial performances were mixed in. It is estimated that after the two rounds of screening, there would not be so many participants.

Thor performed a beast-fighting performance first, and Lina was guiding him beside him. She was mumbling at this time.

"Your Highness, I'm not worried about your beast-fighting performance. What you need to pay attention to is that the rules of a gladiator's fight cannot be violated. In addition, if the opponent throws away their weapon to express surrender, you can no longer attack them."

"The vital protector does not mean that you will not be injured. It can only protect the vital parts. You must be prepared for other shock injuries and the like. The equipment has a scale. If the scale is full, it means that under normal circumstances you are almost dead and cannot bear it. Just surrender, no shame!"

Thor rolled his eyes listening to the woman's words, wishing he could change his assistant coach.

The wait sometimes seemed very long. Only the person involved would know whether it would be better to have a beautiful woman as an intermediary. When someone knocked on the door to notify Thor that he was ready to enter, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. This Lina was really annoying!

Thor followed Lina to a light curtain and waited slowly. After a while, the light curtain opened. After the woman signaled, Thor strode into the field. The overwhelming shouts made him a little nervous. He hesitated and just listened. A more majestic voice of explanation came from the sky.

"The next fighter to appear is our Prince, Thor, God of Thunder!"

"Friends! Cheer for him!"

"Okay! Let's open the shield and let the beast enter!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a golden light curtain flashed across the dome, and then gradually turned into a transparent state. All the sounds coming from outside the venue suddenly stopped, and the fence in the distance made a "click" and "clack" sound. Not long after, a leopard the size of a calf appeared. The beast jumped into the arena.

The beast's nose twitched slightly, and then its head swayed from side to side. It had already seen the prey in the field. The corners of its mouth split into a ferocious arc, and it roared and rushed towards Thor at high speed.

Thor had a relaxed look on his face and was curiously looking at the technology in the field. The Ministry of Science and Technology had given it to him, but unfortunately, he had been too busy to check it out. The roar finally woke up Thor, and he even started fighting seriously!

The beast's speed was astonishing. It had already covered more than half of the arena with a radius of one kilometer. Thor looked calm. He did a backflip with the hammer, caught the hammer handle, and threw it hard. The head of the beast that was running so hard suddenly exploded into pieces. The beast's body ran forward for another ten meters under the guidance of inertia before falling to the ground, and then plowed a long ravine on the ground before finally stopping.

So easy!

The light curtain in the sky opened, and the deafening shouts came again. Thor excitedly raised Mjolnir to respond to the audience. With the help of his divine power, the red and white unknown liquid attached to the hammer disappeared instantly. It was time for him to exit.

There was still a gladiatorial battle to be fought today. Thor looked at the opponent's information sent by Lina and pondered. His opponent was good at using swords and shields, agile and skilled. Thor needed agility, otherwise, it would be a headache.

There was a voice urging the audience to enter the arena. Thor, who closed his eyes to rest, cheered up and followed Lina into the weapons warehouse. The gladiators only had weapons and no armor.

With Lina's help, Thor set Mjolnir aside, put on some large underpants, and first took a buckler in front of the weapon rack. It could block an attack once. Then he thought about it for a while and finally took a mace, preparing to enter.

The one-handed hammer has a short attack range and is not suitable. After all heavy weapons are considered, this stick was quite suitable for him.

As the light curtain opened in front of Thor, it was time to show off his true skills! The two fighters in the field raised their weapons and signaled to the audience, causing a roar and tsunami, and the commentary sounded again.

"The fighter who appears now, holding a shield and a mace, is our prince, Thor, the God of Thunder!"

"The next fighter holding a sword and shield is the Einherjar Cook, captain of the active infantry corps!"

"Where's the cheering sound?"

"Okay, let's turn on the shield and wish you both a happy time!"

The light curtain closed, the noise dissipated, and it was time for trash talk.

Two naked men were facing each other from a distance in the field. Both sides were carefully observing their opponents. They slowly walked around each other in a defensive posture, and then launched a rapid verbal offensive.

"Odin's little baby, are you an adult?"

"Uncle, I really want to ask you a question, can you get a wife if you are so ugly?"

"Boy! You succeeded in making me angry!"

"Oh! Don't be like this, buddy, I will love you very much!"

Cook got a little mad after being teased by the young boy opposite him. He took a deep breath to calm down and continued to spit out the same venom.

"Little brat! Go home and drink your mother's milk"

Thor curled his lips when he heard this. The Asgardian warrior only taunted him with just one or two words, nothing new. He slightly used a flaw to seduce his opponent.

"Cook, believe me, you will never have a child who needs to drink milk in your life, really!"

"Roar...!" "Clang!"

Cook was disgusted by Thor. Seeing his flaw, Cook stepped forward without hesitation and launched a swift attack. His swordsmanship was flawless, and Thor, who was suppressed, could only do his best to defend for the time being.

Although Thor seduced his opponent into his own trap, he was unable to capitalize on it. At this time, he could only occasionally fight back with his mace. The rest of the time, he was defending against Cook's relentless attacks. He was hit with several swords and the scales were hit close to him. About half.

Thor didn't expect to encounter such a powerful opponent in the first round. If he continued like this, he would definitely be eliminated. He could only make dangerous moves to determine the outcome.

"If you push harder, won't you smash the girl? Ugly!"

I don't know if the last taunt was useful or not. Thor had already forcibly turned on his rage mode. He gave up the shield in his left hand and took the mace with both hands to smash Cook's head crazily to see who could kill whom first!

Cook was so angry at the last taunt that he was shaking all over. Before he could retaliate, he was hit hard by his opponent. The force was so strong that his arms were numb.

The field saw an instant switch between offense and defense. Thor swung the mace in his hand like a windmill. Every blow was powerful and swift. He smashed and smashed the three axes, making Thor's skillful use "clang" "clang" The sound of weapons clashing resounded throughout the audience, Thor was as powerful as a rainbow, and his roars were the only main theme in the audience. This was war!

Thor didn't know that from the moment he suppressed his opponent with his explosive roar, the audience outside the stadium had been captivated by his grace, and the cheers for the God of Thunder resounded throughout Asgard.

Back on the field, Cook was finally overwhelmed by the fierce attack that lasted for 5 minutes. How could Thor let go of such a God-given opportunity? He quickly followed up and used three axes, and the opponent and his shield were smashed far away.

"Roar...!"

Thor roared and charged in front of Cook, raised his mace high, and struck his opponent on the head with one blow, uh, direct KO!

Cook was knocked out of the shield and left the field automatically. The

 light curtain opened and cheers came again.

"Thor!" "Thor!"

Thor raised his mace to signal to the audience. The cheers from the audience made his blood boil. It felt great. He fully developed his divine amplification and made a proud declaration of kingship.

"I, the God of Thunder, Thor! I am invincible! Roar...!"

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