Fan Lang walked all the way to the gate of the underground arena. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

This kind of place is naturally guarded, and by the way, it is responsible for entertaining guests.

Fan Lang expressed his intentions, claiming that he wanted to be a free gladiator, and the person guarding the door couldn't be the master, so he took him into the underground arena and talked to the person in charge here.

The person in charge of the underground arena is called Dou Bin, and if it is changed to the game, it is an NPC.

The name Dou Bin is too close to the pronunciation of "teasing", and in the Demon Martial Era game, when the majority of players mention this NPC, they all shout tease directly. With such a nickname, he is considered unlucky.

Dou Bin is a small middle-aged man with a pair of small eyes, always holding a pipe in his hand, and the pipe is always lit on fire, emitting wisps of green smoke outside.

Fan Lang went straight to the point, and as soon as he saw Dou Bin, he directly said that he wanted to be a free gladiator.

The so-called free gladiators, the advantage is that they are free in status, they can come when they want, they can leave when they want, they can fight if they want to, and no one will force them if they don't want to fight.

On the other hand, slave gladiators, who had lost their freedom and were completely controlled by the underground arena, had to fight endlessly every day until they died, and were very miserable.

"What's your name? Tell me about yourself and I'll make a record." Dou Bin smoked.

"The surname is Fan, the name is Lang, the zero-level Xuan General, from the City Lord's Mansion, he is here to make quick money, probably this is the case. Fan Lang made a brief self-introduction.

"It turned out to be a person from the City Lord's Mansion, but since I'm here, the rules of the City Lord's Mansion don't work, there are only the rules of the underground arena here. ”

"Don't worry, I know all the rules here. ”

"That's good. Here's a test card that can test the level of the Xuanwu, you test it and prove your specific strength. ”

Dou Bin took out a card and put it in front of Fan Lang's eyes.

Some people will come to the underground arena to conceal their true strength, and deliberately fight those opponents whose strength is far inferior to their own, so that they can achieve a stable victory, to put it bluntly, they are pretending to be pigs and eating tigers.

So this kind of test is necessary, and every gladiator has to test it.

Fan Lang took the test card and squeezed it in his hand. He didn't have to do anything, and the test card figured out his strength, and a few words emerged.

Xuan will be level zero.

This is completely consistent with Fan Lang's statement.

Dou Bin nodded, swallowed the clouds and spit out the fog and said: "Okay, I will arrange a gladiatorial fight for you today to ensure that the opponents are all generals." For every game you win, you will be given 800 taels of silver, and if you lose, you will also be given money, but it is a little less, only 100 taels of silver, which is used as the cost of medicine. ”

"My time is precious, so it's better to hurry up. Fan Lang urged.

"Then how about letting you take the stage in the next game? The gladiator in the next game is called Fierce Warrior, and he happens to be a general, but he is a few levels higher than you. ”

"Furious, the big guy?"

"yes, you know him, looks like you know him. ”

"Okay, that's it!"

"A zero-level Xuan general dares to fight fiercely, you kid is quite kind. Leave a nickname. Most gladiators were referred to by nicknames, and the audience liked the tune. ”

"Nicknamed words...... Just call him the prodigal son. ”

Fan Lang casually thought of a nickname.

This nickname is destined to make a name for itself in the Underground Arena!

......

After a series of arrangements, the next gladiatorial fight finally began.

The gladiatorial arena is located deep underground, with a large area, a ring in the middle is a battle arena, separated by an enchantment on the periphery, and a grandstand with a wide view outside, surrounded by hundreds of spectators, most of whom will participate in the gladiators' gambling game, not just to watch the excitement.

For these spectators, the bloody fight and the gambling are very exciting entertainment.

A presenter holds a PA card in his hand and opens the remarks with a three-fold amplification volume.

"In the next gladiatorial battle, the participants are a fierce man who has killed countless people and a newcomer called the prodigal son! Both of them are generals, this gladiatorial battle will definitely be exciting! Those who have not yet bet can bet, it is still too late to bet!"

"On the one hand, there are experienced veteran gladiators, and on the other hand, there are newcomers who are participating in gladiatorial fights for the first time, who is more skilled? Will this gladiatorial fight kill anyone? Let's wait and see!"

"Open the iron gate and let the two gladiators appear!"

The host mobilized the emotions of the audience with an incorruptible tongue, completed his mission, and retreated from an iron door.

The other two iron doors opened, and a strong man with a height of more than two meters walked out on the left, and a young man with a bright spirit walked out on the right.

The identities of the two speak for themselves.

With many scars on his fierce face, he looked Fan Lang up and down, and sneered: "You guy who hasn't grown any hair wants to be my opponent? It seems that I will win this battle easily." If you get down on your knees and beg me now, I may be merciful later, and consider sparing you a dog's life. ”

Fan Lang didn't say a word, just locked his eyes on the ferocity, his eyes didn't blink, and his gaze was as sharp as an arrow. He was waiting for the gong to start, and the gong would not start until it sounded.

Furious was still there talking.

"Little bunny, why don't you speak? Are you a mute? Why do the cripples still come to gladiatorial fights, this is a place where people die, and gladiators die here almost every day. I saw that there was no red on the ground, these were all blood stains, and they couldn't be washed clean. There's a good chance you'll leave your life here and die worthless, just like the gladiators who died before. ”

Violent or provocative, or sarcastic, or intimidating.

He said these things with ulterior motives, in order to distract his opponent's emotions.

In a life-and-death struggle within the same level, a single thought can have a huge impact.

Anger, fear, can kill people.

Furious wanted to cause some emotional turmoil to the unfamiliar opponent in front of him and increase his chances of victory, but he found that the opponent had been calm and had not changed anything.

Very few people can maintain such calm, and usually only veteran gladiators can do it.

"Damn, is this kid really a newcomer?"

The ferocious conspiracy failed, and he cursed secretly.

In the stands, some viewers recognized Fan Lang's identity.

The original "Fan Lang" grew up in Fengyun City since he was a child, and it is not surprising that there are locals who know him.

"I know the newcomer called the prodigal son, his name is Fan Lang, he is just a street gangster, and he has no strength at all. ”

"It seems to be really Fan Lang, I also know him, just a little ruffian, who is beaten at every turn on the street. ”

"It seems that this gladiatorial battle is won wildly, bet on it and win it fiercely, bet more money!"

People who recognized Fan Lang thought that he was still the street gangster he used to be, and decided that he would definitely lose, and under the drive of these people, many people bet their money on Madman.

Hundreds of taels, thousands of taels, tens of thousands of taels...... The stakes are getting bigger and bigger.

Clang!

The gong, which symbolized the beginning of the battle, was finally sounded.

The moment the voice sounded, Fan Lang swooped out!