Ten minutes later, suddenly a loud sound of musical instruments sounded.
Afterwards, the snow elf who presided over the barbaric duel ran to the center of the duel in high spirits. He shouted in an enthusiastic voice: "Dear ladies and gentlemen, you are welcome to watch this barbaric duel!"
"There's no need to talk nonsense anymore, let's start the first duel immediately."
"A bronze thief dominated by desire, and an ordinary man whose wife and children were insulted and killed."
"Haha, today's appetizers are a bit interesting."
"Ordinary people versus extraordinary ones!"
"Let's see, is it the grievances of ordinary people that are redressed, or is the power of extraordinary beings stronger than anything else?"
"The next 30 seconds are the time to place your bets!"
As soon as the presiding snow elf finished speaking, the hasty bells kept ringing.
After the sound continued for 30 seconds, the door to the waiting room facing the duel field suddenly opened to the side.
The ordinary middle-aged man almost jumped out.
He rushed into the duel with a blood-stained ax in his hand.
His enemy and rival, the bronze-level thief, was walking out of another door on the opposite side, dragging an injured leg that was bleeding profusely.
Obviously, in order to increase the interest and "fairness" of the brutal duel, the owner of the venue provided a paranormal in a disabled state.
The ordinary middle-aged man roared angrily and charged forward with a big ax in hand.
The bronze thief jumped on one foot, trying to distance himself from the middle-aged man.
"Damn it, he's just pretending!" Spring Boxer suddenly shouted in a low voice.
There is an iron fence on the door of the waiting room. Although the field of view is narrow, you can just see the back of the middle-aged man and the "escaping" thief.
Blue Algae's gaze also penetrated the iron fence and was attracted by this battle.
He couldn't help but feel nervous for the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man pounced on the bronze thief. At the critical moment, the bronze thief showed a sinister smile as if his conspiracy had succeeded. He used fighting spirit and suddenly became more flexible in his movements.
The thief successfully dodged the ax blow, then aimed at the middle-aged man's back and stabbed him hard with his dagger.
The middle-aged man was unaware of the dagger stabbing him. He roared angrily, opened one hand suddenly, grabbed the thief's injured leg, and dug his fingers into the bleeding and festering wound.
The next moment, both of them roared due to severe pain.
The thief's stabbing movement was deformed due to severe pain. Although the dagger penetrated the middle-aged man's back, it was not fatal.
The middle-aged man's back was bulging, holding the dagger, tearing at the thief's wounds, and knocking the thief to the ground.
He rode on the thief, raised the iron ax high in his right hand, and slashed down.
The next moment, the black iron ax blade split the thief's head open, leaving only the mouth intact.
The thief's horrified look was fixed on his face that was almost split in half.
The middle-aged man's revenge has just begun.
He kept raising the ax and striking it down again and again.
The bronze thief's head was completely chopped into pieces by him, followed by the former's chest, waist, abdomen, internal organs and thighs.
Every time the middle-aged man slashed hard, the wound on his back was bleeding.
The middle-aged man didn't seem to notice it, his eyes were bloodshot, and he used all his strength with every chop.
Eventually, he passed out due to excessive blood loss and exhaustion.
However, this does not prevent him from becoming the ultimate winner.
"Good job!" Spring Boxer grinned.
Lan Zao glanced at him and suddenly realized: Although Spring Boxer is a gang member and a criminal, he is not the kind with low morals.
In the duel between extraordinary and ordinary people, ordinary people finally won.
This result is not surprising.
There are many factors that determine the outcome of a battle. Bronze-level fighting spirit can only be increased by experts, while external body protection can only be achieved by black-iron level.
In fact, even a fully-fledged Bronze Fighter could be killed by an ordinary person, not to mention that the Bronze Thief had already been seriously injured.
It was not until the battle was over that Lan Zao noticed that the terrain of the duel field had actually changed. It was not the red stone pillar terrain he had tested privately before, but a flat plain with thin green grass on it.
The unconscious middle-aged man was dragged down.
Black mist began to spread, eventually covering the entire duel venue, turning it into a pitch-black night.
The night quickly dissipated.
The duel venue changed again, turning into a swamp landscape. Solid stone patches were dotted among the deep purple swamp mud.
The presiding snow elf appeared again. He stood on the largest stone block and his voice was loud and clear.
"Dear judges, I wonder if the appetizers just met your taste? It is my honor to introduce to you the content of the second brutal duel."
"A bronze-level elderly mage sold fake alchemy materials and made huge profits."
"A young nobleman was severely cheated by him. Our victim did not choose to report it. That would be too boring."
"He used the power of his family to capture the old bronze mage, and then escorted him here."
"The following are his exact words to the old bronze mage - 'Since you can create tentacles of pain that look just like real ones, you must be quite familiar with them. Then give you a chance. If you can cross the swamp where the tentacles of pain are hidden, take
If you find the token in the treasure chest, you will be successful. I will spare your life!'"
"Haha, this scene is more interesting than before. Gentlemen and ladies, what do you think?"
"With the 30-second countdown, it's time to make a choice. Will the old mage defeat the tentacles of pain and save himself, or will the powerful noble succeed in revenge and teach the old mage the most painful lesson?"
As soon as the host finished speaking, the bell rang.
After ringing 30 times in a row, the host shouted: "Please enjoy the bronze mage's journey of redemption now!"
The door opens again.
Lan Zao saw the old man sitting on the bench and took action.
He took a deep breath, leaned on a slender staff like a crutch, and walked slowly and heavily into the duel venue.
The old mage stood at the edge of the field, and the door behind him quickly closed again.
He had a solemn look on his face and did not step into the swamp rashly. Instead, after chanting, he used a spell to fire a fireball directly in front of him.
The fireball hit the swamp and exploded.
Black muddy water splashed everywhere, the rotten smell spread violently, and several suspicious bones were also blown out.
This made Cyanobacteria a little moved, and he was amazed that the duel field could create such a realistic fighting venue.
The old mage did not have the calm attitude of Lan Zao. After temporarily testing the safety ahead, he walked forward cautiously.
The target treasure chest should be hidden opposite him, where a broadleaf forest grows.
Apart from that, the view from other places is wide.
The old mage gradually approached the woods, but the frequency of using fireballs to test dropped sharply.
His personal magic power is limited.
The old mage began to stop and meditate.
But the next moment, the swamp surface near him suddenly rose up one after another, and then purple-skinned swamp octopus men appeared one after another.
They howled and killed the old mage.
The old bronze mage was so frightened that his whole body trembled. He had no intention of fighting and began to run forward with all his strength.
After running a few steps, he fell into the swamp.
But the next moment, the old mage floated out.
It has to be said that mages have much richer methods than fighters. Even at the bronze level, they have the ability to fly.
However, the flying distance of the old mage was obviously not long enough, and he soon landed on a stone ground.
The pursuing octopus man has already caught up.
The old mage had to turn around and take out the spell scroll from his arms.
A series of ice guns flew out, killing a dozen octopus men.
None of these octopus men were extraordinary, but they were numerous. A quarter of them died, which angered them even more.
The old mage smashed out another bottle of magic potion.
The potion exploded, forming a cloud of sparkling white dust.
The octopus man rushed into the fog and immediately fell to the ground, half of them dead.
The remaining octopus men chose to avoid the white dust cloud.
The old mage bought time and set off again, flying towards the final grove.
In the woods, he saw a treasure chest.
But the moment he opened the treasure chest, countless tentacles of pain broke through the ground and beat him from all directions.
The mage shield that the old mage was wearing was quickly shattered.
In the end, his entire body was overwhelmed by the painful tentacles that whipped wildly.
When the octopus man rushed over and controlled the painful tentacles, all the old mage's bones were shattered, let alone his flesh and blood.
The state of death is horrific.
Seeing this result, Cyanobacteria gained a deeper understanding of the brutal duel.
As Shuang Tu introduced to him, barbaric duels are full of violence and blood. If the opponent is not human, it will undoubtedly be worse. Intelligent life will have emotions such as pity, sympathy, arrogance, etc., and may even bypass the loser's life.
But things like this kind of painful tentacles don't count as beating the loser to death; they will only stop after the loser is crushed to ashes.
The black mist rose again, covering the entire duel field.
When it dissipated, the duel site turned into red rock pillars.
Seeing the familiar scene, Lan Zao's heart skipped a beat, knowing that he would be next.
Sure enough, the presiding snow elf appeared again: "The third brutal duel is between a lucky man who has gained bloodline awakening and has just been promoted to the black iron level."
"Damn it, why doesn't such a good thing happen to me!"
"Now this guy takes the initiative to participate in the brutal duel. Does he have any difficulties, or does his expansion in strength make him want to try more new and exciting things?"
"Let's see who his opponent is?"
"Oh haha!"
"He's miserable, his opponent turned out to be a black iron-level snow sculpture!!"
"I like this. I can't wait to see his body torn into pieces under the claws of the snow eagle."
"Hurry up and place your bets. Our newcomer is empty-handed, but he has to deal with a flying monster."
"Do you believe in this lucky man, or do you want to see him die tragically?"