Ding Yi had almost no thoughts about class all day long.
After class, Ding Yi couldn't wait to leave the Xilu Martial Arts Hall and headed to the fighting arena in the center of Xilu City.
He wants to make money, he wants to eat monster meat, it's that simple.
Ding Yi came to the fighting arena, found the registration office, paid five hundred dollars, and obtained the status of a trainee fighter.
"Okay, here is your token. We will wait for the random arrangement of the competition in a moment." A beautiful registrar at the registration office handed a white token to Ding Yi and said.
"Random? What do you mean?" Ding Yi asked confused.
The beautiful registrar raised her head, frowned slightly and said, "Don't you know the rules of the fighting arena?"
"Rules? Isn't it about life and death?" Ding Yi was confused again, but he really didn't know the specific rules of the fighting arena very well.
When the beautiful registrar saw that Ding Yi was a rookie, she suddenly showed a look of surprise and said: "It seems that you really don't know anything, so let me tell you..."
The beautiful registrar quickly explained the rules.
Only then did Ding Yi understand that there were many rules in the fighting arena, and the one he knew about "life and death" was only the most basic one.
The game pattern of the fighting arena can be summed up in one word: random.
The venue is random, the opponent in the fight is random, the weapons and equipment selected are random, the outcome is also random, the reward for winning a fight is random, the odds of off-site gambling are random,
Even the audience watching the fight can only choose to watch randomly...
In short, everything is almost random.
To put it simply, where Ding Yi is fighting now, how many spectators are watching, what the strength of his opponent is, what weapons and equipment he can use, the rewards he will get after victory, the odds of off-site gambling, etc. are all unknown.
In other words, Ding Yi can meet an opponent that he can't match at all, and then directly admit defeat, and the registration fee is completely gone. Or he can meet an opponent that is easy to deal with, and then there are a lot of viewers watching, so he wins.
, and won a lot of rewards!
The game structure of the fighting arena is obviously full of unknowns, but it is also full of excitement because of the unknown. No one knows what will happen next.
But Ding Yi has no choice now. He has already signed up and handed over the money. What else can he do?
He could only wait quietly.
Not long after, an admissions manager called his name.
Ding Yi stood up and walked over.
"Ding Yi, right?" The administrator took his token and looked at it, then threw it into a spherical body made of bamboo strips and started rocking it. After a while, another token fell out.
The administrator looked at it and showed a playful smile: "Haha, boy, you are lucky, you encountered a 'strong wind'! In Room 18, the current number of spectators is 1,533, and the odds of the off-site gambling
1:19, you can choose swords, daggers and other weapons, and by the way, you can also choose to fight with your name hidden or public."
When Ding Yi heard this, he immediately understood. It seemed that the fighter named "Guangfeng" was very powerful, at least higher than the initial stage of meditation he filled in when signing up. Otherwise, how could there be such a high odds of 1:19?
?
Seeing Ding Yi's silence, the administrator thought he was timid and immediately sneered: "Haha, are you scared? It's normal to be scared. You can give in now and don't even have to go in."
Naturally, it was impossible for Ding Yi to abstain. His opponent didn't even see it, and the 500 yuan registration fee was wasted, so he didn't give up.
Therefore, Ding Yi ignored the administrator's sarcasm, took the fighting token, and walked toward the entrance.
Seeing Ding Yi go in, the administrator shook his head. He still had one sentence he hadn't finished yet, that is, this perverted guy named "Bang Feng" liked to kill his opponents on the spot, so the odds were terrifying.
1:19!
Of course, Ding Yi was already walking in the entrance passage at this moment. The passage was very long, with rooms on both sides and corresponding numbers on them.
After walking for a while, Ding Yi came to Room 18 and inserted the token into a gap in the door. The door opened, but what he saw was not a fighting arena, but a small room.
There is a table and a stool simply placed in the room. An iron sword and two daggers are placed on the table. In addition, there are also a few steamed buns and a pot of tea.
When he saw the buns, Ding Yi was not polite. He picked them up and wolfed them down. He was really hungry. There was monster meat filling in the buns, but it was much less than what was sold outside. No matter how small the mosquito legs were,
It was also meat. After eating a few buns, I finally felt a little comfort in my stomach.
After taking a sip of tea, Ding Yi picked up the dagger and at the same time, the door to the room opened.
Instantly, the sun shone in, and there was a burst of crazy shouts outside the stadium. Ding Yi squinted and looked outside, and found that there was a piece of white sand outside, which was very dazzling under the sunlight.
Ding Yi held the dagger and stepped out of the room, only then could he see the entire place clearly.
This was a white sandy land, dry and rough, with high stands surrounding it. He could not see the spectators above clearly, but from the crazy and fierce shouts, it was not difficult to tell that there were many people there. More than a thousand people were indeed a lot.
Suddenly, Ding Yi's expression changed slightly, because he forgot one thing, that is, he forgot to get a mask or something to hide his true face, and he didn't get a pseudonym or anything.
He was actually worried that his sister-in-law would find out, but then he immediately comforted himself by saying that ordinary people like his sister-in-law would not pay attention to the fighting arena and should not know.
While he was thinking, the entrance on the opposite side also opened, and a burly and strong man walked out of it. But this was nothing. Most of the cultivators were very strong. Ding Yi himself was also tall and healthy, but the problem was that the other party actually
He was carrying a super big hammer, which was a foot tall and weighed at least five to six hundred kilograms!
A seven-foot-tall strong man with a three-foot-tall hammer is extremely powerful!
Ding Yi smiled bitterly in his heart. Looking at the dagger in his hand, he finally understood what "random" meant, but the treatment was too different, right?
The strong man was obviously "Guangfeng". As soon as he came out, he rushed towards Ding Yi with a big hammer. He was so fast that he even whipped up a strong wind, which made Ding Yi smile bitterly in his heart again!
This opponent is so powerful, I guess he must be a master of Dzogchen meditation!
"Hahahaha... Boy, suffer the death!" The strong wind was like a mountain, rushing towards Ding Yi crazily and bloodthirsty.
Seeing this posture, Ding Yi finally understood why the administrator asked him to give up, because the smell of blood on this man was so strong that it could be smelled from a long distance away. He was a madman!
Just after he had this definition, the strong wind rushed in front of Ding Yi, and the big hammer hit him on the head and face.
Ding Yi was slightly shocked, but he quickly dodged away.
"He didn't use martial arts?" Ding Yi was very surprised. It looked very fierce just now, but in fact it didn't pose much of a threat. If the other party hadn't been highly skilled, Ding Yi felt that he could have counterattacked calmly!
When Ding Yi was stunned, the strong wind hit him with another hammer. This time, Ding Yi still dodged it calmly.
"Hey, kid, if you have the guts, stop hiding here and there and have a fight with me!" Guangfeng was furious and hit Ding Yi again.
Ding Yi dodged again, and the opponent came at him again. Over and over again, Ding Yi slowly became certain of one thing, that is, this gale had no martial arts skills!
What an incredible thing!
How could a practitioner not know martial arts? Unless...
Ding Yi's eyes suddenly lit up, and he thought of one thing, that is, this blast should not be from the school. Although the school's admission requirements are not high, the requirements are for those who are no more than fifteen years old. Once they are over, they cannot
Enter the school.
Not only are there certain conditions to enter the school, but you also have to pay a fee every year. The fee is about ten taels of silver. This fee is not small. Most people really can't afford it. If Shen Luoyan hadn't been frugal, Ding Yi probably wouldn't have been able to go to school.
, his brother Ding Lingfeng never went to school.
As for martial arts, except for aristocrats and relatives of the royal family, there is only one place open to the outside world, and that is the school.
Although the Xilu Martial Arts Hall has a low status, it still teaches martial arts.
Therefore, the most superficial martial arts skills in Ding Yi's eyes can be found by ordinary people outside.
That's why Shen Luoyan worked so hard to make money for Ding Yi to go to school, because if you don't go to school, you will never get systematic learning, and only going to school is the right way.
As for why the odds of this fight are so high, the reason is very simple. How many cultivators from serious schools will come here to fight to the death? And those who will fight to the death here are almost grassroots. The same is true for this strong wind.
He killed dozens of people, and his cultivation level continued to improve, reaching the perfection of meditation.
Therefore, the odds are high. After all, Ding Yi is only in the first stage of meditation.
But Ding Yi smiled. Such a person with realm but no martial arts could not threaten him at all. Unless the other party reached the stage of emptiness, as for the masters of Qi Ding realm, it was impossible for them to come here. They might as well go hunting here.
For killing monsters, the reward for any monster is much higher than the reward here.
After thinking about this, Ding Yi once again felt lucky that he chose to enter the fighting arena to make money. This is simply a good place to make money. Facing a group of high-level fighters who don't know martial arts, it shouldn't be too easy to make money.
Therefore, Ding Yi no longer struggled with the opponent. He used a simple leaf picker to knock the big man "Bang Feng" into pieces. Before he could get up, he beat the opponent with another old ape beating the drum, making the opponent scream in pain.
, and then kicked him away with a casual kick!
The fight ended and "Gust Wind" passed out on the spot!
The power of martial arts is fully demonstrated here. Even the weakest martial arts can easily defeat practitioners without martial arts, because it can mobilize at least 3% of the cell energy, which is a qualitative change.
At the end of the fight, Ding Yi unexpectedly received a 10% commission on the admission fee of more than a thousand spectators in the venue. He easily obtained a total of 76,650 yuan, a total of 76 taels of silver, and 650 yuan for takeaways.
After getting seventy-six taels of silver in an easy fight, Ding Yi felt like he was dreaming. With so much silver, his sister-in-law could only earn so much after a year of hard work, right?
Suddenly he felt that cultivators were indeed far superior to ordinary people, and the speed at which they could make money was beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
However, Ding Yi also knew that this was a lucky fight, because his opponent had a high level of cultivation and many people were watching. If it were another fight, he might not have such a huge income, but the speed of making money would still be much faster than ordinary people.