The Deity of War

Chapter 5: Signed fighter

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"Unknown Fighter, today we have arranged twenty battles with beasts. Your challenge to the yellow-level monster this time will be arranged in the thirteenth or fourteenth battle, about evening... This is the mask you want, damaged Compensation for the original price.”

"Thank you."

Qi Ying took a black mask with a ferocious expression from the butler of the Colosseum and put it on his face.

This is not the first time he has come to the Colosseum.

Seven days ago, all the monthly elixirs were consumed by his increasingly demanding left hand. Qi Ying did not want to borrow elixirs from those unfamiliar school disciples - he did not have the ability to earn elixirs. Still not enough.

So, when I heard that the Colosseum had relatively generous rewards for warriors who participated in beast fighting, I came to the Colosseum to sign up for beast fighting with the mentality of giving it a try. After fighting and killing an ordinary monster wind wolf, I got I received three powerful pills and some scattered crystal stones as rewards.

Having tasted the sweetness, Qiying came again four days ago.

However, due to an accident at the Colosseum, his performance was canceled and he returned in vain, wasting a day in vain.

Because one Dali Pill a day can no longer satisfy his left hand, and he cannot come to the Colosseum too frequently, Qi Ying’s challenge this time is no longer an ordinary monster, but a Huang-level warrior equivalent to a Qi Martial Realm warrior. Monster.

As long as you succeed, you can get three Qi Accumulating Pills. With the remaining spar and the accumulation from the last time, you can buy some seeds of spiritual herbs and elixirs and plant them in your and Yu Ma's small courtyard.

At this time, the deacon of the Colosseum suddenly said: "This is my third time coming to the Colosseum. It seems that you are not coming to the Colosseum to do anything new. Are you interested in becoming a contracted fighter in our Colosseum? Not only Defeating a fighting beast will give you 10% more spar rewards and a powerful pill or energy pill than non-contracted fighters, and you can also enjoy the weapons and armor benefits provided by the Colosseum."

"Are there any requirements to become a contracted fighter?"

Qi Ying was a little interested.

As his cultivation level increases, his left hand will have higher requirements for the quality and quantity of elixirs, and the growth rate will be rapid.

Fighting beasts is undoubtedly the fastest way to make money.

Sign a fighter

Sounds good.

"Becoming a contracted fighter means that you are equivalent to half of the staff of the Colosseum. You need to be in the Colosseum at least six days a month and participate in at least twenty beast fights a month. Moreover, in the battle of beasts When the field has special requirements, you must fight monsters or foreign barbarians that are more powerful than yourself. Moreover, contracted fighters have different levels. What I just talked about is the treatment of black iron fighters. As long as you accumulate more winning rates and If you win, you can become a higher-level bronze fighter, silver fighter, or even gold fighter, and you can enjoy several times the benefits of a black iron fighter."

"real?"

Qi Ying felt his throat was a little dry and swallowed: "With so many benefits, we also have to lose fighting beasts and slaves, won't you pay for it?"

Deacon laughed and said: "If you can beat the Silver Fighter, you will be the fighting star of Tianhe County! Every beast fight will bring extremely generous income to our Colosseum, and we will definitely not be stingy. Naturally There are a lot of rewards and a lot of salary! Little brother, are you interested?"

"have!"

In the office, the person who handled the contract signing procedures for Qi Ying was a female deacon in her twenties with long wavy hair and bright red lips.

"Name?"

"The unknown fighter."

"I don't want your fighter name, I want your real name. Our Colosseum will definitely keep the identities of the contracted fighters confidential."

"Well... Qi Ying."

"Show me your ID."

Qi Ying took out the identity token of a Tianhe Academy disciple.

The deaconess took the token and when she was about to write on the book again, she suddenly stopped. She raised her head and looked at Qi Ying, with a trace of pity flashing in her eyes: "Little brother, you are so good-looking and you are a disciple of Tianhe Academy. If you can't do anything, why bother fighting beasts? You have fine skin and tender meat. Yes, it would be bad if the monster's claws scratched my face."

Qi Ying was amused: "Sister, since I'm here, I'm sure, you don't have to worry about me. Also, I'm ugly, so having a painted face is like plastic surgery!"

When the deaconess saw that Qi Ying refused to listen, she curled her lips and said: "Well, I have never seen someone like you. No matter if you have a chance or not, you always dream of becoming famous and becoming a star in the Colosseum... But in the end ...Haha. It’s still a small thing to have a beautiful face, but there are still many people who have lost their lives! One last word of advice to you, people must be content, accept things when they are good, and don’t be greedy, do you understand?”

"Thank you, sister, little brother."

Qi Ying walked out of the office and played with a black token in his hand. The decoration was simple and the words "Unknown Fighter" were engraved on it, which represented his identity as a black iron fighter.

"From now on, I will be a contracted fighter in the Colosseum. I will earn a lot of money every month. Not only can I support my left hand, but I can also speed up my practice a little!"

Qi Ying put on a black mask and hung the black iron token on his waist. He strode through the corridor and walked to the fighter area, waiting for his appearance.

There is only a short passage between the fighting area and the iron cage in the center of the Colosseum. Here, you can hear the overwhelming sounds outside and see the bloody beast fighting scene in the iron cage.

In the fighting cage.

Several burly exotic barbarian slaves were holding sticks in their hands, fighting fiercely with a "gold-threaded tiger" monster.

Although the barbarian slaves have no cultivation, their physiques are special. Adult barbarians basically have the strength comparable to the fifth and sixth level warriors in the martial arts realm, and their defensive power is still superior. Martial realm warrior.

Therefore, it is not a big problem for the slaves to surround and kill an ordinary monster beast that does not enter the yellow level.

"Ouch!"

The golden-threaded tiger's body was quickly scarred by the barbarians' beatings, and its satin-like back was stained with blood.

Several barbarians also lost their jobs. One barbarian had his arm ripped off.

In the fighting cage, there will be no rest until death!

Regardless of whether they are golden-threaded tigers or barbarians, they are all fighting fiercely for a slim chance of survival, while satisfying the bloodthirsty psychology of the viewers.

Outside.

The audience turned red and roared at the top of their lungs.

"Hurry up, hit its claws, cut off its tail, kill it!"

"Made! You stupid beast, I have crushed you a hundred times with crystal stones. Are you going to die so soon?"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Compared with the beasts and barbarians in the fighting cage, these spectators seemed more excited, especially those who placed bets on the outcome of the bet. They waved their fists fiercely, wishing they could rush forward and fight on behalf of the party who had bet. .

In the fighting cage.

The golden-threaded tiger was forced into a corner by the barbarians and suddenly howled wildly: "Ouch!"

The tiger's howl seemed to carry some kind of energy, and a golden wave of air erupted around him, shaking several barbarians.

"Wow!"

The Golden Thread Tiger took advantage of the situation and pounced, its sharp teeth instantly cut off a barbarian's throat.

puff!

The barbarian's neck was covered with blood, and he backed away while holding his neck.