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Chapter 40: Arena 33

There are a total of thirty-three fighting arenas in Dou Street, and each fighting arena is named with a serial number. From No. 21 to No. 33, they are the lowest level of fighting arenas. Rookies like Yeze who have just entered Dou Street can choose

Sign up to participate in any arena. However, because Ye Ze’s identity card was purchased, you can only register in the arena No. 33 designated by the veteran. After winning ten consecutive victories, you can participate in a higher-level arena.

Wrestling.

There is basically no such thing as defeat among gladiators in Doujie. Failure means death. Only the winner can survive.

Ye Ze originally thought that the arena was just like the Colosseum in ancient Rome, majestic and majestic, but when he arrived, he was greatly disappointed. This was no arena at all, but more like a large animal trading market.

Walking out of the street, there is a huge circular square. Surrounding the square are various high and low houses and simple shacks, crowded with people and noisy.

In the middle, there are more than a dozen huge iron cages arranged neatly. The cages range from large to small, ranging from five to six square meters, and large ones to twenty square meters. Some cages are empty, and some cages contain various kinds of things.

beast.

The noises and roars of animals formed a noisy picture.

However, although there are many people here, none of them look like they are participating in a gladiatorial fight. The cages are very much like a gladiatorial venue, but except for some beasts baring their teeth and claws in boredom, not a single person can be seen.

"Teacher, is this a fighting arena? Why don't I see anyone fighting?" Huo Lin was the tallest and stretched his neck to look at it for a long time.

Ye Ze also scratched his head a little, looked at the map carefully, and said doubtfully: "This is the right place."

"Let's go there and ask." Stan pointed in a direction.

There were people all around the square, except for a place on the left side of the street that seemed a little deserted.

It was a simple pergola, with a middle-aged man in his forties with a beard, his feet on the table in front of him, lazily leaning on the chair, squinting, holding a strange-looking

The broad machete was used as a fan to fan the wind leisurely.

Ye Ze walked closer and was about to speak, but the big man spoke first.

"I can't place bets here. If you want to place bets, go elsewhere..."

"Betting?" Yeze was stunned for a moment and explained: "We are here to sign up, I don't know..."

"Sign up? What name do you sign up for?" The big man suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Ye Ze with excitement: "You, you are not here to participate in the gladiatorial battle, are you?"

"Yeah..." Ye Ze was fearless, but now he was really embarrassed by the big man's eyes.

"Haha, great!" The big man jumped up from his chair with a big knife in his hand.

Ye Ze was so excited that he almost summoned Dao Ya.

However, the big man did not attack Yeze. Instead, he hurriedly grabbed a record book from the table and asked eagerly: "What is your name, and what type of gladiator are you participating in? Is it a team or an individual? By the way, the identity card.

The ID tag...is it there? Where did you put it?"

The big man was thrashing around as if he was remembering something again.

"Well, I already have the identity card." Although Yeze didn't understand why the big man was so excited, he could see that the man had no ill intentions towards him, so he took out the identity card he had received from the veteran on credit and shook it.

"What?" The big man was stunned, snatched the sign from Ye Ze's hand, turned it over and read it several times, and suddenly his expression became much more decadent: "No, I'll just say it. Where did this good thing come from?

It was the old ghost who introduced me here after a long time..."

The big man's reaction made Yeze even more confused.

Is it like selling insurance, whoever issues the ID card can withdraw money or something?

………………

Yeze made such a casual guess, and he got it right. It's similar to selling insurance. In Doujie, whoever registers a gladiator is considered a person. The registrant helps the gladiator contact the gladiator and earns a commission.

The identity tags provided by the veterans are also from Arena 33. Strictly speaking, veterans are also considered people from Arena 33.

Arenas No. 21 to Arena 33 are all low-level arenas. No matter which arena a gladiator is from, the starting point is the same. However, the bonuses and gladiator treatment in these arenas are all customized according to the situation. If

If any fighting arena is poorly run, earns little money, and has poor conditions, gladiators will naturally not be willing to go there.

Furthermore, after the gladiators in the arena reach a winning streak, they can go to a higher-level arena to participate in gladiatorial combat. The performance of the gladiators is directly related to the overall performance ranking of the arena. The worse the record in the arena, the higher the level of the gladiator after the upgrade.

It will be more dangerous. Even if they have to fight for their own lives for a few more days, the gladiators will choose a fighting arena with a better record.

The status of gladiators is not low. The boss of the arena is equivalent to an agent. Gladiators certainly have the right to choose.

To sum up, Arena No. 33 is worthy of its name and is the arena with the worst record. Anyone who knows anything about Arena will not choose to register here even if they want to give it a try.

In Arena No. 33, no gladiators have joined for three months. Now we can only get some beasts to bite each other to barely maintain revenue.

There were a lot of people outside watching the betting, but they were actually the worst offenders in Dou Street. They wanted to make a small fortune with a few small coins. Only Dou No. 33 would accept such a small amount of bets.

But Ye Ze, a rookie among rookies, was fooled by the veterans in a daze.

……………………

The middle-aged man's loss only lasted for a while. At the very least, this silly boy was a gladiator in Arena No. 33. Uh, and those fat guys...

As the first batch of gladiators in three months, even if they were to die, their quality would be similar. This was the first time I had seen such a strange magic sealer at my age, and there were six of them at the first sight.

But fortunately, at least they are all magic-sealing masters, much better than the cannon fodder slaves I bought before. For a group of magic-sealing masters, it should be no problem to advance to ten consecutive victories, and they should be able to win a few games in the future, as long as their luck is not too bad.



After listening to the middle-aged man named Tie Shi explain some rules of gladiatorial combat, Ye Ze also had an idea in his mind.

Gladiator battles are basically divided into two types: individual battles and team battles. Yeze signed up for individual battles, and then signed up for team battles. The two do not conflict. As the leader, Yeze can also participate in team battles. But the same is true for team battles.

In terms of scale, Ye Ze only signed up for the ten-person competition.

Since there were no other gladiators in Arena 33, Ye Ze and his opponents could only be wild beasts. After learning about it, Ye Ze declined Tieshi's offer to arrange the fight for tomorrow. He said that he could participate in the fight after dinner, including Pang Dun.

The same goes for them. If you try hard in one night, you can finish ten games.

If a dignified magician has to recharge his batteries even to deal with a few wild beasts, then he can really be killed by a piece of tofu.

In fact, Tieshi wished that Yeze and the others would participate in the gladiatorial fight as soon as possible. Seeing that he offered it, there was no reason to refuse. He first arranged for Yeze and the others to have dinner in a room at the back, and then he went to prepare for the gladiatorial battle.

The food is average, but the food tastes particularly sweet to the fat guys. After eating raw meat for several days, everything they eat tastes delicious.

Tie Shi said, there is no need to go out to find a place to live, the food and accommodation are all included in the arena. The fat guys have enough to eat and drink, just waiting to finish the fight quickly and have a good rest. These days, they have been tortured enough.

No one took the fight seriously, but when Tieshi brought them out of the dining hall, they were all shocked.

There were a lot of people in the square just now, but they were basically scattered around and not very dense. But now I saw that not only the number of people had doubled several times, but they were all gathered together. As soon as Ye Ze and others came out, they immediately fell into crowds.

among.

"I'm coming……"

"It's great, I finally waited for someone."

"I'll buy them all to win!"

“I’ll buy it too!!”

…………

In order to reflect the notarization, the strength of the gladiators cannot be hidden. Of course, this cannot be hidden, but it is only for the level of Yuanli. Gladiators have the right to keep secrets such as beast monsters and fighting methods.

There are rough stones in the arena that are specially used to test the strength of the element. The fat guys are all black iron. Compared with before, their ranks have improved. The worst Mogolin is a third-level black iron. The strongest Stan is already a black iron.

Iron Eighth Stage. As for Ye Ze, it is the Yuanli level of Bronze Seventh Stage.

Demon-sealing masters are very common in Doujie, so gamblers are aware of their strength. Such a group of people are definitely not strong among the demon-sealing masters, but they definitely have a 100% chance of winning against beasts.

However, if everyone bets on Yeze and the others to win, the banker will definitely have to pay for the coffin. Tieshi was so excited at first that he forgot about this. But if others bet, you have to take it. No. 33 Arena has already

It's stinky enough. If you lose even the bet, you won't be able to survive in the future. But if you accept the bet, you won't be able to survive now...

While Tie Shi was scratching his head, an unexpected person suddenly squeezed out of the crowd.

"Boss Iron, you seem to be in trouble..."

Tie Shi looked back and his face suddenly darkened. The middle-aged man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks in front of him was Bells, the talker in Arena No. 25, and he had never been very good at dealing with him.

"What are you doing here?!" Tie Shi's sword never left his hand, and he swung the sword horizontally: "Get out!"

Bells chuckled and said: "Don't be so fierce, I'm here to help you. Aren't those newcomers no match? I'll give you a few."

As he said that, a dozen people stood up from behind Bells.

These people have strong bodies and cold expressions. At first glance, they look like characters who have been killed among the dead. More importantly, each of them has a faint fluctuation of Yuan Power...

Tie Shi took a breath of air and asked in a deep voice, "What do you mean?"

Bells shrugged and said: "These people were originally gladiators from my place. They have already won seven or eight games and will soon be able to enter the next level. But now their identity cards have been canceled and their records have been cleared.

, it’s all yours.”

Seeing that Tie Shi still looked confused, Bells continued: "It's rare for me to show kindness. When they help you deal with today's troubles, you have to pay them back to me."

Even if he was thinking with his buttocks, Tieshi knew that Bells must have failed to hold his fart back and must have something up his sleeve. But when he thought of the passionate gamblers, Tieshi gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I owe you a favor!"

Anyway, Colosseum 33 is already in ruins, so what are you worried about? Bells wouldn't want to plot here, then he would live to the end.

Tie Shi took those people to register, but Ye Ze frowned.

Although Bells has been hiding it, his eyes will always glance towards the place where he is.

These guys came prepared...

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