There are still countless people falling on the stage, and countless people are cheering and worshiping.
As a short demon clan in the arena fell on his back.
The referee announced loudly.
“The winner is guaranteed!”
"Xiao Bao! We are optimistic about you!"
The injury on his head has long since healed.
After the last humiliation, Bao Bufeng had been training himself crazily in battle over the past two days.
His consecutive battles and wins have made him, a newcomer, attract the attention of the audience. At this moment, his ranking has entered the top 200.
Whenever there is a game with him, there are actually a lot of spectators.
But these cheers never paralyzed his nerves, and he only had one thought in his mind.
Become stronger and no longer be bullied by anyone.
"Among our group of newcomers, no one dares to fight in the ring except me."
After practicing, he often paid attention to the movements of this group of newcomers, but he found that none of the newcomers directly jumped into the battle on the third level like him.
"How can you become stronger when you are so small?" Bao Bufeng said with disdain.
"Sooner or later I will wash away the shame of that night!"
There seemed to be a sharp light flashing in his eyes.
Although Lu Jin had already told him what happened that day.
But he simply didn't believe that a low-level demon from the Penguin clan could beat a 32nd-ranked third-level master into a dead dog with just two palms.
Especially on the premise that I have never taken a single move from She Ming.
Bao Bufeng walked out of the arena and came to the ticket office as a habit.
Watching the duels between masters is very helpful to improve one's own strength. This is also one of the great advantages of Dongjing Arena in attracting young talents.
Just imagine how other trial places can be like a fighting arena, where masters compete against each other every day, and you can watch them just by buying a ticket?
However, today the ticket office was packed with people.
Looking at the long queue in front of him, Bao Bufeng was stunned. Although the ticket office was crowded in the past, how could there be such a long queue today?
"What's going on?"
"Is this posture a sign that the top ten masters are going to take action personally?" Bao Bufeng's heart moved.
He has long wanted to see a duel between masters at this level, but has never found an opportunity. It is said that once he becomes a top ten master, he may not take action every few years.
So he excitedly followed the crowd and lined up.
"It's too outrageous. This arrangement must kill instantly!"
A few positions in front of me, several demon clansmen were discussing something with excited faces.
"I don't care if I kill him instantly, I just want to watch that penguin die. You don't know, the wretched look of that penguin in the battle of kings really pissed me off!"
"That's right. No wonder the Colosseum officials couldn't stand it anymore and made such an arrangement."
From what the two spectators said, it seemed that they had come all the way from the Arena of Miscellaneous Fish.
"Lemon just effortlessly killed Yingbai, who was ranked 16th. His latest ranking has risen to 11th, one step away from the top ten."
"Ten Da? I haven't seen the Ten Da take action in more than a year. I have never seen Raymond use his full strength. I estimate that Raymond is even stronger than the weakest Ten Da."
"What? Such a master actually wants to attack a newcomer?"
When the top ten were mentioned, various demon clans started talking about it, becoming more and more excited as they talked about it.
"Newcomer? What newcomer?" Bao Bufeng was very curious and took over the conversation from the person next to him.
"Hey, brother, you don't know yet, but Raymond, the 11th ranked master, wants to deal with a newcomer from the Penguin tribe, and that newcomer's name is Jiang Yu."
This monster has a mustache, looks old, and talks with great joy.
Penguin tribe? Jiang Yu?
Aren't they the newcomers in our batch? Bao Bufeng was stunned. His mind was filled with questions. The image of Jiang Yu swaggering through the market with a huge penguin flashed in his mind.
As for Raymond's game, he had seen it once. Yingbai, an arrogant master in his eyes, was crushed to death like an ant in Raymond's hands. This left a huge psychological shadow on him and severely affected his life.
Self-confidence.
To a certain extent, he and Yingbai are the same type of fighters. This battle even gave him the feeling that he would never be able to surpass Raymond. This feeling only came after he won each game.
It will gradually fade away.
Now, these two people who are so different from each other are actually connected, and they are going to meet each other in the ring to the death.
What's more, this game is tomorrow?
He felt like he was dreaming
Finally, Bao Bufeng bought a ticket in a trance state.
Looking at the animal skin in his hand, he fell into deep thought.
On one side is a huge mammoth, on the other side is a tiny penguin... For some reason, such a picture appeared in Bao Bufeng's mind.
"What are you thinking about?"
Suddenly someone tapped him on the shoulder.
It was Lu Jin, still wearing an indifferent smile. The encounter that night made the relationship between the two become closer.
"So you also bought this game." Lu Jin glanced at the ticket stub in Bao Bufeng's hand.
A brief silence.
"Is it possible? Jiang Yu and Lei Meng?"
Bao Bufeng asked confusedly.
"It's impossible. Anyway, I see that many of our newcomers have bought tickets. It will be lively tomorrow."
It seems that Lu Jin has been here for a long time, and he only just greeted Bao Bufeng now.
"Where's Jiang Yu?"
Bao Bufeng looked complicated.
"I don't know, I haven't seen him since that night."
Lu Jin spread his hands.
One night, Lu Jin walked around the third floor of the rotating avenue more than 100 times as if nothing had happened, but did not see Jiang Yu.
"This guy won't be eaten by a snake."
Lu Jin sighed. According to the Snake Clan's character of vengeance, this was obviously very possible.
The next day, the sun in the east rose as usual,
In the underground city, although the warmth of the sun cannot be felt, the fanatical atmosphere still makes the arena lively.
A fighter was winning a victory and raised his hands high, only to find that there was no audience in the area.
He looked to the side in astonishment and saw that Arena No. 1 was dark and filled with people.
"What's going on? Is this a showdown among the top ten?" He was shocked and hurried to Arena No. 1.
"Raymond! Ramon!"
The vast majority of the audience stared at the huge figure in the rest area on one side of the arena and shouted wildly.
Wang Chen, who was standing on the other side, was also looking at his opponent from a distance, secretly surprised in his heart.
"This big guy is also a newcomer? He looks too fierce."
After Wang Chen finished training, he came directly to the arena. He didn't even know the name of his opponent.
At the same time, he subconsciously believed that the newcomers would face the bottom-ranked fighter in their opening match.
At this moment, he frowned and looked at the giant steel-clad beast in front of him.
"It's just like mobile suits. These monsters are so talented. A fighter ranked at the bottom has such momentum. Those who don't know better think they are among the top ten masters."
Wang Chen slandered.
Welcome to today's focus battle.
Suddenly, a magnetic and infectious voice spread throughout Arena No. 1.
He is a male butterfly demon with enchanting face and slender figure, with a pair of black wings behind him.
It stands to reason that the battle in which Raymond crushes the newcomers will not be equipped with a special commentator. However, thanks to Wang Chen's notorious fortune, the Arena officials saw the business opportunities of this battle and specially sent out commentators.
"Let's get started."
Wang Chen felt that this battle was boring, and he even sent a commentator to make it boring for a battle that was going to end soon.