"Oh oh oh! What is this? Someone knocked down two people in a row, and that was not enough. He also went straight to the third person!"

The host's voice echoed throughout the arena, with surprise and surprise:

"Ah! Starting from here, someone broke the tacit understanding of the three-three duel and began to attack all opponents indiscriminately! Are they going to recreate the shocking miracle of 'Holy Law' Montailau killing the entire audience by himself two centuries ago?"

Originally, half of the team competition players were still waiting to save their energy, and carefully defended and counterattacked in order to stand at the end and get a good ranking. However, as someone took the lead to break the tacit understanding, the chaos quickly spread like ripples:

The warrior who suffered a heavy blow retreated in pain and bumped into another man's back. The nervous latter quickly counterattacked and accidentally collided with the third opponent's weapon. The more peripheral players saw an opportunity and subconsciously moved closer.

Until he was hit by another ambusher who had been staring at him for a long time...

"Wait a minute, others can't sit still anymore, and they also start to attack one after another. Everyone is taking action. It is not uncommon for many people to besiege one person. Unfair scenes..."

When the pull started, everyone's rhythm was accelerated and disrupted, and the entire arena was plunged into a fierce and chaotic battle in which the enemy and the enemy were inseparable.

"The situation is different! Audiences, our good news has arrived! The real melee will come earlier than in previous years!" The host stood on the high platform closest to the competition area, clenched his fist into the microphone and roared.

As night falls, the entire arena is still brightly lit, and the drums are even louder than before. The melee in the team competition intensifies, and the players who form a group fight in chaos. It is thrilling and inextricable. Every time someone is injured, bleeds, or unfortunately falls down, the crowd in the arena

The audience would stand up and exclaim, slapping everything they could touch to cheer crazily.

"Do it! Do it! Kill him! Ahhhhh!"

"Be careful behind the back, back, back, back! Ah! Damn! You loser! Give me back my money!"

"Everyone else has taken action, don't be a coward! Come on!"

"Have you seen Brother Ba Li! He fought back, fought back, look - ah ah, it's just a little bit worse!"

As the battle report spread out to the outfield, the clamor that was enough to shock the Emerald City came from the crowd outside the arena, drowning out the shouts in the infield. The entire game was tense, the atmosphere was frenzied, and the heartbeat was racing.

"What happened?" The three people in the Duke's stand were interrupted by the increasingly chaotic situation and couldn't help but turn their heads.

"They are coming." Zhan let go of Thales and looked at the arena blankly.

"Where?" Xi Lai didn't know why.

"Look at the chaotic northwest corner!"

The host’s voice sounded again:

"Kanamani from the co-administration of Talundi, he became a peacemaker, intervened in a duel between two people, and wielded a sword to fight one against two without losing any ground! It seemed like saying, 'That's it? Let's have another one.

!' - Oh, all your wishes have come true! Isn't this coming? Or it's coming from behind! Ta-ta-ta, Kanamani is out - this story tells us, don't make a fight that you are not sure of!"

"But the sneak attacker didn't feel well either. After Kanamani was eliminated, he also suffered a severe blow. He seemed to be on the verge of collapse. This is exactly what the old saying goes: when the snipe and the clam fight, the fisherman will benefit from his wife's adulterer!"

"As for why, ha, who told the fisherman to leave home to go fishing!"

Under the host's provocative explanation, the sound echoed inside and outside the arena, from the inside out and back again. This gave Thales in the main stand the illusion that he had returned to the country seven years ago.

During the meeting, every word spoken there would be met with a delayed but shocking response from the Xingju Square.

"This is just great."

Thales clicked his tongue and shook his head, looking at the chaotic melee below: "There is no peace anymore, everyone is going crazy, it's more chaotic than a street fight - is this normal?"

Zhan frowned and shook his head slowly:

"In previous years, this kind of situation usually wouldn't happen until there were less than ten people, and everyone was jealous, unless..."

"There are players lurking inside and deliberately speeding up the tempo," Hilley said.

Thales's heart trembled, and he resisted the urge to stand up and move forward:

"I didn't pay attention just now - did you see who it was?"

"Neither did I. They don't really want to incite a riot, do they? Just rely on these 100 showy players?" Healy doubted.

"It's not important." Zhan took a deep breath and seemed to be trying to calm down and forget about his gaffe. "This is the arena. The Emerald Legion has already deployed control in advance. No matter what accidents happen, no matter what means they have prepared..."

At this moment, a familiar voice came from the direction of the steps:

"Your Highness Thales!"

The three of them turned around and happened to see someone standing on the steps under the stand, arguing with the guarding Seychelles knight and anxiously calling the prince's name.

Zhan narrowed his eyes:

"Tiles, that's not yours..."

Thales' eyelids twitched:

"Yes, my attendant, Wyatt."

"Which one?" Hilley asked.

Thales couldn't help but wonder.

"Which one?" Zhan was confused.

"That's it... Anyway, let him come up first. Maybe he has something to report?" Thales gave up explaining.

Zhan En rolled his eyes and said warily:

"Wait a minute, your attendant, is it possible that he betrayed..."

"Absolutely impossible," Thales said firmly, "I believe in Huaiya more than anyone else."

"Other Wyas?" Hilley interjected.

"Shut up." Thales said with a dark face.

Zhan looked confused, but still waved the sergeants to let him go.

"Your Highness Thales!"

Huaiya quickly stepped up the steps and ran straight to Thales.

"Master Zhan En, and Ms. Cecilia, I just went to the bathroom, sorry to disturb your enjoyment..."

Elegant?

Thales glanced out of the corner of his eye: In the corner not far from them, a player was knocked open by his pocket and fell to the ground unconscious, bleeding. Until the medical officer and the stretcher team saw the opportunity, they were cautious and quick.

The ground dragged him out of the field.

"No, you came just in time, Huaiya, where are the others? I remember I asked Hugo to ask about Mallos..."

Huaiya paused and looked embarrassed: "They, uh..."

Under Thales' gaze, Huaiya took a deep breath:

"They went together to place bets together."

As soon as these words came out, Zhan and Shile both looked at Thales.

Thales also twitched his eyebrows:

"Place a bet?"

Huaiya looked embarrassed and smiled awkwardly:

"Yes, yes, that's the one, you know, what to bet on...the banker, the take-all, the plate within the plate, etc..."

"So, you just got together in a group down there and were sneaking around, just for this?" Heeley's eyes were filled with contempt.

"Is it so obvious?" Huaiya was startled at first, then reacted with an awkward expression, "Oh, yes, yes, you have discovered this, hey, hey hey, hey hey hey."

"at this time?"

Zhan snorted dissatisfiedly, which was incompatible with his usual gentle and tolerant image, but he quickly reacted and coughed: "Although I don't have much hope for your people, Thales, but..."

Thales felt his face stiffen.

Damn it.

Without Maris, would these brats dare to be absent from work openly?

"I, he...you don't know something. Betting is just a term. They...actually have their own priorities," Thales said bravely, "Waiya, right?"

Huaiya shuddered.

"Of course! Your Highness! An important task! A very important task!" Huaiya replied bluntly, "They will appear after they complete the task!"

Brother and sister Kevin Dill looked at Thales with disdain.

Thales could only chuckle and continue to watch the competition shamelessly: "Oh, where did you just say? By the way! Let's see if there is anyone suspicious in the melee?"

The brother and sister then both hummed and turned around.

The melee on the field was fierce and bloody. As the pace accelerated, the players were non-stop and forced to deal with every opponent coming from all directions, just like on a real battlefield.

"Waia?"

"Yes, Your Highness?"

"You, you are standing... too close to me."

"Oh, sorry!" Huaiya was shocked and quickly took a step back.

"It's okay. Also, can you... let go? You scratched my hand."

"Ah, Your Highness, I'm sorry, I just..." Huaiya quickly let go. He glanced at Zhan En and Xi Lai with his peripheral vision, and gave His Highness an embarrassed smile, "It's been too long, I miss you."
To be continued...