After saying that, Benjamin could clearly feel that the staff member's eyes changed when he looked at him.
"... As long as you are a participant, you will get five thousand gold coins." After a moment of silence, he replied, "But you should give up, you are not even qualified to enter."
Benjamin was quite surprised when he heard this.
You can get 5,000 gold coins for one participation. How rich are the people who run this event
He quickly asked: "How can I get the admission qualification?"
The staff member glanced at him and shook his head, as if he was too lazy to answer. However, under Benjamin's questioning, he still spoke: "If you can win three games in a row in the ring here, you can qualify."
I thought it was so difficult...
Benjamin chuckled, nodded and said: "Three? Okay, I will participate now."
Under the surprised look of the other party, he directly completed the formalities for participating in the ring. A life and death contract with no legal effect, various strange masks provided by the organizer, as well as tattered leather armor and long swords...
It is impossible for a mage to participate in this kind of arena competition, and Benjamin also hid his identity as a mage. After some fiddling, he made himself unrecognizable to anyone, recalled the little training he had received in the army, and picked up the rusty sword.
"S-Sir... except for cutting each other with swords, no other weapons are allowed here." Will seemed a little panicked, pulled Benjamin aside and whispered, "Do you really want to participate?"
Benjamin smiled when he heard this: "I know it well."
During this period of time, he had taken a good look at the entire underground square. The people sitting in the background are all murderous mercenaries, and there are no mentally sharp mages.
In this case, he has many tricks at his disposal.
-As a mage, of course he would not be stupid enough to really fight with others.
Therefore, although he has no confidence in his martial arts level, he is still full of confidence in the ring competition.
The staff here are not very efficient. After Benjamin finished preparing, he had to wait for more than an hour before it was finally his turn to play.
"Let's go, it's your turn." A big man came over and said with an indifferent expression.
Benjamin nodded.
He walked out of a room similar to a lounge, wearing a pure black mask, and slowly walked towards the ring under the leadership of the organizer's staff.
Someone played a trumpet-like but harsh instrument, announcing to the excited crowd that their latest "bullfight" was coming. So, people turned around and gave way. All kinds of eyes intertwined and turned towards Benjamin, who was wrapped in a cloak and mask.
Benjamin walked forward without looking back, walking into the ring through the path that separated the crowd, feeling like Moses parting the sea.
After a brief silence, the sky was filled with cheers and insults mixed together, rushing towards him.
"Another newcomer..."
"Damn, this kid is so skinny, he's still a baby, right?"
"Look at his hands, he definitely hasn't practiced swordsmanship much. We can vote for another person, and we'll definitely make a profit!"
Listening to the swarming voices, Benjamin couldn't help but lower his head and looked at his right hand holding the sword. After all, he is young and has not participated in much martial arts training. Just looking at his exposed hands, it is normal for him to be looked down upon.
However, he didn't care, he just felt a little sympathy for the person who was about to become his opponent.
After Benjamin entered the arena, his opponent walked up from the other side of the ring not long after.
He was a standard mercenary man, with arms almost as thick as his thighs. The strong leather armor exudes a fierce aura, and looks much more reliable than the cloak Benjamin uses to hide his mystery.
He wore a mask that looked like a mugger, with only a pair of eyes exposed, which were slightly red, like a mad cow that had been locked in a cage for a long time.
While Benjamin looked at him, he also looked at Benjamin. However, he only glanced twice before he let out a disdainful snort and waved the sword in his hand provocatively.
Along with his actions, the crowd also let out a small burst of cheers.
"Come on! Hack him to death!"
"This is settled..."
"It's such a fucking bully fight. It's boring. Can't you just find two people who look the same to fight?"
Although the audience is already a little impatient, the two people on the stage cannot take action yet - before each competition, a period of time will be set aside for the audience to place bets, and several special professional women in scantily clad clothes will come up to perform. All in all, the whole process took about five minutes.
During these five minutes, the two of them could only stand on the stage and do nothing.
The mercenary was obviously a little impatient, but Benjamin didn't care and waited patiently for the audience to place their bets.
He just felt that it was a pity that players and people related to players could not place bets. Otherwise, the odds on his side must be very high, and he can use this opportunity to make a little more money.
The spectators here are also very skilled and place their bets very quickly. After a while, five minutes passed. The area representing the mercenary man was filled with chips, and there were only a few scattered areas representing Benjamin. It was as bleak as a field in winter.
A guy who looked like a host also came out, squeezed to the edge of the ring, used a particularly loud voice to slightly suppress the noise of other spectators, and shouted:
"start!"
Accompanied by the sudden excitement of the crowd, the mercenary man looked like a virgin who had been holding back his whole life. He roared and struck at Benjamin with his sword.
In an instant, it was as if a bear jumped out of the dense forest and came to Benjamin in the blink of an eye.
And Benjamin was already ready at this moment.
The water vapor summoned by the spell cast in the mind quietly filled the entire arena as early as when the bet was placed. It is colorless and odorless, without any magic power fluctuations. Apart from reducing the dryness of the lips of the surrounding audience, no one can detect anything strange at all.
And this water vapor is of course Benjamin's magic weapon to win.
Just as his opponent was about to slash with his sword, he controlled the water vapor and dodged slightly to the side.
Pushed by the water vapor, Benjamin moved more than a meter away at once, easily dodging the mercenary's sword. At that moment, Benjamin could even look at the other party's ferocious eyes leisurely, which turned into unbelievable astonishment in an instant.
There were also bursts of exclamations from the onlookers.
"what happened… "
"You, did you see clearly? How did he escape?"
"Damn, this guy must have taken some magic potion, and it's a very expensive one!"
When using water vapor, Benjamin paid great attention to making them coordinate with his movements, making it look like he could move out of the way quickly. Therefore, his cheating methods are not so easy to reveal.
He was still adapting to this mode of using water elements to coordinate his actions. After dodging, he still needed some adjustments, so he just stood there and did not launch an attack in a hurry.
However, the mercenary seemed a little distrustful. Seeing that the attack failed, he was stunned for a moment, then turned around and rushed towards Benjamin again.