It is better to say it is a stone pillar than a stone platform.
It is no more than one story high, and there are traces of cuts and axes on it.
Those mottled marks left by history don't look like what a newly built building should have.
The moment the stone platform rose, everyone in the audience fell silent involuntarily.
murderous look!
There were many cardholders on site, but there were also many ordinary people.
Many people have never known what murderous intent means, but at this moment, everyone knows.
Like a sharp sword, gently touching your throat, the cold touch is so clear that you immediately get goosebumps all over your body, and you can't help but shudder.
This is a stone platform with its own murderous aura.
At this time of year, the sunshine in Shu is no longer hot, but has become a little pale.
Due to the tight schedule, most of the people in this arena were from China. Therefore, when "Harry" entered the arena before, no matter how the host Zhang Huyou introduced Harry, such as the top four players of the Super League, he faced all opponents.
He has obvious advantages, is the favorite to win the championship, etc., but the audience doesn't really buy it.
The audience was clearly ignoring him.
However, at this moment, Harry's sharp gaze was so bright that it was almost dazzling, as if the shadow at the exit of the arena was about to be dispelled.
Seeing this scene, many viewers secretly sighed.
"This man seems to be really capable. Can he really defeat..."
Wang Yuanheng didn't know what other people were thinking, and he didn't care.
Although the other party's gaze seemed to tear him in half, Wang Yuanheng didn't pay much attention.
Glancing at Zhang Huyou, he understood immediately.
"Friends in the audience, please allow me to solemnly introduce another name to the building we are in at the moment."
"Death Arena!!!"
As soon as Zhang Huyou finished speaking, the scene immediately exploded again.
Death Arena, many people can guess something when they hear the name.
Some people were shocked, some were excited, and...but no matter what they thought, Zhang Huyou continued to talk.
"This is the life and death contract signed in advance by the two people participating in the duel, Mr. Wang Yuanheng and Mr. Harry Lopez!" Zhang Huyou raised the two papers high, and through the magic projection, the whole audience was stunned.
The audience sees it clearly.
What must be mentioned here is that the location where Zhang Huyou is standing is the host station that the [Death Arena] itself has. It can accommodate more than twenty people at the same time, and it has the functions to operate the functional equipment of the arena.
Permissions, such as magic projection, magic amplification, etc.
"Boom!" The noise at the scene became even louder, almost drowning out Zhang Huyou's voice.
"Everyone, be quiet, be quiet...Okay, I can assure you that this document was signed by the two parties themselves under absolutely fair circumstances and under absolutely impartial circumstances."
"Moreover, this life-and-death sign only represents the wishes of both parties and has no other validity." At this point, Zhang Huyou paused and showed an enigmatic smile.
"The real power is the 'bloody pillar' that everyone sees now!"
Seeing that the audience was watching eagerly, and that his words had completely attracted everyone's attention, Zhang Huyou expressed his satisfaction before continuing.
"At this time, this arena is still in competitive mode, which is the same as the arena competitions you have seen before. Under the protection of the arena, you will not really die."
"However, when the Bloody Pillar rises, the two sides can start a real duel under the witness of the Bloody Pillar."
"Then, the arena will transform into a life and death mode!"
"Once it's on."
"We must live and die, and we will never stop until we die!"
"Now, you two still have a chance to consider again whether to withdraw."
After Zhang Huyou finished speaking, the scene became unexpectedly quiet.
It can be said that there are many cases of death in competitive games, and even on TV, we have seen many situations where "life and death are in agreement, and each one has his destiny".
However, there were tens of thousands of people at the scene, not to mention that this was a live broadcast. Watching a battle that was destined to involve human lives in front of everyone, many people felt a little unspeakable.
Chill, excitement, maybe more.
Even those rich and powerful people who have seen underground boxing matches are a little uncomfortable at this moment.
He looked up.
Is there still a sun here, or is it the God of the Chinese government?
Unexpectedly, it was not Wang Yuanheng who made the first move, but Harry Lopez.
He strode toward the center, and his confidence infected many people.
Seeing the other party move, Wang Yuanheng began to walk slowly towards the Bloody Pillar.
The arena was very large, and the two of them walked for a long time.
If at any other time, when they saw two grown men walking there, many people would probably have yelled "It's a rubbish show, a waste of my youth" and then left.
However, many people now not only watch it carefully, but also watch it with gusto.
As the two people approached, the Bloody Pillar slowly lowered. Finally, when the two came closer, the Bloody Pillar was just high enough for them to reach out and place their palms on it.
Both parties stepped forward at the same time and pressed their palms on the stone platform.
At this time, "Harry" could no longer suppress the excitement in his heart, his breathing became particularly heavy, and his eyes turned strangely scarlet.
Under the pale sunlight, the originally light shadow behind him became thicker and somewhat weirdly distorted.
"Boom..." The Bloody Pillar vibrated slightly, and then where the two people pressed their palms, a golden-red light like a substance poured out from the top of the pillar, forming simple and majestic lines, along the two sides.
His hands kept wrapping the two of them.
At the same time, these patterns also appeared on the top of the pillars, spreading beyond each other, and finally connected together to form a ritual pattern.
When the ritual pattern was completely formed, Wang Yuanheng suddenly smiled slightly.
He pushed up the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, and the lenses quickly faded to black, revealing his lofty eyes.
"You know, I originally didn't want to pay attention to you."
"However, you have been wildly suggesting that I kill you, so I have no choice but to do it."
"In the end, I didn't expect that you were still a fish that slipped through the net."
Once the "introverted" effect of "Old Driver's Sunglasses" was gone, Wang Yuanheng's strong charm and "kingly style" made him shine instantly.
At this moment, even the most popular superstar would be eclipsed standing next to him.
The whole place suddenly erupted in deafening screams. There was even a foreign fan girl who took out her little bra and tried to throw it into the arena.
As a result, it was blocked by the barrier that comes with the arena. What a pity. Ahem...cross it out.
Brothik Jugenisk felt that he did not need to care about those false names. The shadow demons were born to be a race that walks in the shadows. They were killers who did not need the applause of others and did not need the attention of vulgar people.
..so angry!
Actually, I still really want to stand out.
Why can't Shadow Demons swagger like the Balrogs and steal the show?
Who makes me, Brothik Jugenisk, born different from other members of my race? I am a shadow demon with ideals!
I must...
Before he could finish his messy thoughts, Broske Jiugenisko suddenly felt for the first time that his fellow tribesmen actually had a point.
Looking at Wang Yuanheng's indifferent smile and looking down at him, there was only one sentence in his heart at the moment.
After checking his eyes, this is someone I can't beat.