The broken arm of the Level 4 warrior fell to the ground, and blood sprayed all over the ground, but the blood did not shock the audience, but stimulated the audience to shout wildly. [】Of course, it was accompanied by curses, and they were all those who bet on the Level 4 warrior who lost money. But most of the audience was still shouting wildly, and even dozens of female audiences were cheering.
The cruel scene made Xu Sancai frown slightly. However, he had learned about the situation of the gladiator, with nearly 20% of the opponent's deaths, and more than 40% of the serious injuries and disabilities. He was not afraid of casualties in the battle, but the level 5 warrior could take action, but he had no intention of hiding. It seemed that cruelty had penetrated into his bones.
Xu Sancai watched five more battles of the Warriors in the next few days, none of which did not shed blood, and one of them died. The gladiators were very fierce and bloodthirsty, and the audience did not seem to oppose the bloody scene. Instead, they were always stimulated by the bloody scenes and were very crazy. The audience of the Warriors level battles could reach hundreds, and he could completely confirm the chances.
Xu Sancai no longer hesitated and signed up to the management office of the arena. He was less than sixteen years old, and the person in charge of receiving the gladiator was a charming woman in her twenties. When he saw a teenager signing up, he showed a habitual smile on his face and said, "Little brother, the registration fee is one gold coin. How old are you this year? What is the level of war energy?"
Xu Sancai had no interest in the charming woman in front of him, but just said coldly and ruthlessly: "This year's 16th, level 1 combat division."
Although the woman had never practiced the fighting spirit, she had been in charge of registration in the arena for two years. Naturally, she knew that the fighters who signed up to participate in the fight were at least twenty years old. Of course, there were also those in North Vietnam who could advance to the fighters before the age of twenty, but those people had a bright future and no one would participate in such dangerous fights.
The female receptionist looked at Xu Sancai in surprise and said with some suspicion: "Little brother, are you sure you are already a warrior?"
Xu Sanshi didn't say much and took out the badge of the North Vietnam Intermediate College. The lowest student at the North Vietnam Intermediate College was also a warrior, and the students there had a very high status in the North Vietnamese Kingdom. The female receptionist saw the school badge in his hand and dared not make decisions. She asked him to wait. She hurriedly invited a middle-aged man and introduced respectfully: "Sir War Master, this is the Zhang Manager in our arena."
Manager Zhang is a warrior, but he smiled politely: "My friend is a student of the North Vietnam Intermediate College. Gladiator and the academy competition are very different. To be honest, the death and injury rate of our gladiator are more than 60%. Haha, if the children are inconvenient for a while, we can lend you some, how about making friends with everyone?"
Although the background of the arena is a big force, it is unwilling to have a stalemate with the military in North Vietnam. The North Vietnam Intermediate College is the place where North Vietnam trains middle and senior military generals. If the students are injured, they will naturally take their anger on the arena. Those who participate in the fight are basically poor war martial arts without backgrounds, and no matter how serious the casualties are, they will not cause too much trouble.
Xu Sancai was stunned when he heard Manager Zhang's words, but then guessed the reason and smiled and said, "Manager Zhang doesn't have to worry. I am from Yueshan, I am just a student from the academy and will not cause trouble to the arena. However, I don't want to reveal my true identity. I hope your arena can keep a secret for me."
Manager Zhang relaxed his expression when he heard this. Since he was a Dai Peisheng, the North Vietnamese side would not interfere. If such a young warrior trainee in front of him participated in the gladiator, it would probably become a gimmick in the gladiator's propaganda. His attitude changed immediately and he turned to win him over. He said with a smile: "Don't worry, my friend, the gladiator can use a nickname or a pseudonym, and wear a mask to participate in the competition, so he doesn't have to worry about being discovered by others."
Xu Sancai felt relieved when he heard this, but he deliberately asked: "Manager Zhang, I don't know if my opponent has certain restrictions. I have just advanced to the combat division for a long time, but I can't beat those advanced combat divisions. I also want to know what the rewards are for participating in the competition."
Xu Sancai didn't care about the bonus, and the most bonus was probably not as good as his forging a magic weapon. He did this just to not arouse suspicion. Of course, he also hoped that the arena would not arrange too strong opponents for him. After all, he was only a level 1 combat division. If he met those bloodthirsty high-level combat divisions as soon as he came up, he might still be very dangerous.
Manager Zhang had already thought of how to promote the next method. Of course, he didn't want Xu Sancai to withdraw. He hurriedly said: "My friend, don't worry, our arena draws lots according to the principle of similar points and cultivation, and will tell you about the opponent's situation before the game. Although my friend has just advanced to the combat master, those people practice on their own, all of them are wild ways. They have not received systematic training, and their combat skills are at most just level of god-level, so naturally they are not as good as those of my friends who have been specially trained by the academy."
"As for the bonuses in the arena, the basic bonus of the Gladiator is generally three gold coins. For each win, the bonus doubles. If the friend wins in a row, the bonus will be added all the time. However, if the winner fails or abstains in the middle, the bonus will be cleared to zero, and the next competition will still start with the basic bonus."
When Xu Sancai heard the information notifying his opponent in advance, he felt relieved. He didn't care about the bonus, and at worst he would abstain from the opponent too strong. So the female receptionist began to register for him. The name column was registered as the most killer Qin general in the Warring States Period in the previous life: Bai Qi, and when he used his weapon, he filled in the sword.
Manager Zhang kindly reminded Xu Sancai about using a sword: his opponents all use long weapons, and short weapons are likely to suffer in the fight. But he made excuses for not learning other weapons. He did have the strongest attack power in his swordsmanship, so he naturally would not give up his strengths to make the best.
Manager Zhang calculated it and directly decided that Xu Sancai would have the first fight ten days later, and chose an opponent for him on the spot: the Level 1 combat division who participated in two games, 32 years old, used a flower gun. The so-called flower gun has red tassels under the gun head, and the barrel is relatively soft. When performing gun skills, the gun head trembles, which makes the opponent elusive. It is a weapon mainly based on move transformation.
The flower gun is good at skill, but as an independent combat master, he lacks excellent combat skills and his gun skills are average. The man won and lost in two games. The reason why Manager Zhang chose a weaker opponent for Xu Sancai was that he did not want the academic students who were the focus of publicity to lose in the first game. Moreover, using the flower gun usually only killed him by mistake.