Escape Game: I Really Just Want To Lose

In the preparation room of the arena, a big man silently prepared his weapon.

He is an ice warrior from the north who was captured because of defeat and became a slave in the arena for the entertainment of the audience

The cold ice field brought him a strong body, and years of fighting left him covered with scars, and he also accumulated a lot of experience.

In Aylas Continent, rank is everything, and it is an important criterion for measuring strength.

High-level characters are inherently oppressive to low-level characters. Unless they have special skills, basically 10 levels behind is like a natural moat.

Ordinary people may only look like level 3 or 4, and fighters who often fight are around level 10.

And he, having reached level 50, is the king in this arena.

He has won 69 games in a row, and as long as he wins one more game, he can get rid of his status as a slave and be received by the queen.

However, his purpose is not freedom, but revenge.

Avenge the northern ice warriors.

Looking at the sharp giant axe, he had already imagined the queen's frightened appearance and the pain of being strangled to death by his own hands.

He had fantasized about this scene for a long time, and it was 25's greatest motivation to survive in the arena.

Although he will definitely be killed by the four great knights of the kingdom later, he doesn't care.

Ten times the favor, a hundred times the hatred, this is the creed that has been handed down in the blood of the icefield warriors to this day.

"Ice Giant, it's your turn to play. Congratulations, today's opponent looks like a very weak guy." A guard shouted his name at the door of the preparation room.

He didn't answer, but put on his helmet silently, picked up his giant axe, and walked out of the preparation room.

The moment they stepped onto the stage of the arena, the arena full of seats burst into loud cheers.

Countless people were shouting his nickname, and the ladies looked at his body obsessively, throwing flowers onto the field.

However, he didn't care about these, but stared at his opponent.

It was a handsome looking, but also very thin young man.

For some reason, the young man was smiling very happily at this time, without any fear at all.

"Poor child, you may have been scared to death. Let me understand your pain."

The ice giant didn't talk nonsense, and rushed forward.

His speed was extremely fast, and his burly figure not only did not make his movements bloated, but added to his power even more.

Raising the huge ax in his hand high, he slammed it down hard, slashing hard on the top of the young man's head.

"It's over." He thought silently.

However, there was no cheering, no jumping for joy, and the silence around him gave him a bad premonition.

Lowering his head, he saw that his ax had been cut with a gap, and the young man who should have been divided into two was standing in front of him, looking at him in surprise.

"That's it?" Wang Yun asked incredulously, "Brother, kill me, kill me quickly! You have been malnourished recently, or uncle came."

The ice giant also looked blankly at the gap in his axe, and suddenly pulled out the iron shield behind him, and slapped Wang Yun hard on the head.

The expected flying flesh and blood did not appear, Wang Yun's head was as iron as a piece of diamond, directly bursting a gap in the iron circle.

"It's the second time, that's fine, I know, you are too weak to break the defense." Wang Yun said helplessly, "Can you change someone, or I will prepare it, and you can try again with a different weapon."

The ice giant is now out of wrath.

No one dares to say that ice giants are weak!

Before Wang Yun could offset this good luck with a stone in his pocket, the ice giant raised his head and gave Wang Yun a heavy head hammer.

A loud impact sounded in the arena, and time was frozen at this moment.

The ice giant's eyes widened in disbelief, and its huge body collapsed beside Wang Yun like a hill.

What collapsed together was his dream of revenge that was getting farther and farther away.

The sudden change left everyone dumbfounded.

No one could have imagined that the ice giant, who had won sixty-nine games in a row, would actually fall in front of a rookie.

But after a while, a series of cheers suddenly erupted in the arena.

Flowers fell from the auditorium like raindrops, covering the entire arena.

The cry of "Giant Killer" resounded in all directions.

Wang Yun, who was invited back to the preparation room, looked depressed.

Last night he had no idea of ​​the power the old man poured into him.

But today he realized that he seemed a little too strong.

Even bad luck can't make up for this gap in strength. It feels like a king-level player going out to beat the bronze boy in Liushen costume. No matter what he does, he can't lose.

Before he could think clearly about what to do next, he suddenly heard the voice of the game system:

"After going through a life-and-death fight, if you have a sense of strength, your level has increased by 5 levels, and you have mastered the skills of the steel skin. The steel skin can make you immune to damage below your level of 50 or more, level 50 Also reduces final damage slightly. Holy damage excluded."

"What life-and-death fight! It's obviously abuse! Can your RPG system grow eyes! Take it back, I don't want to be stronger!"

In the ghost live broadcast room, a group of ghosts started frantically brushing 666.

[I understand, Wang Shen did it on purpose from the beginning! He was sent to the arena on purpose, because although it is dangerous, it is the fastest place to level up. 】

[Shen Wang is really powerful! At first, Xiao Bailong thought he had tricked Shen Wang, but he didn't expect that this was also one of Shen Wang's plans. 】

【I, Wang Shen! I'm not targeting Little White Dragon, I'm talking about players, you are all rubbish!】

In the royal room of the arena, the queen watched the match with a blank face.

Seeing the final failure of the ice giant, she sighed a long sigh: "As expected of a brave man from another world, 537 actually hides such a strong power. But in the arena, the blood of a brave man must be shed. Lance, you arrange one game."

A knight with shining blond hair saluted silently, then backed out.

Gladiators were supposed to only fight once a day, but before Wang Yun was ready to go back to sleep, a guard came in and said, "My lord, your second battle is about to begin."

"So fast!" Wang Yun was overjoyed.

Early death and early rebirth, late death is too boring, this arrangement is exactly what he wants.

Happy to adjust his luck to bad luck mode, Wang Yun stepped onto the arena.

Looking at the person in front of him who was wearing a red mage robe covering his entire body, he happily asked, "What level are you.

"Just turned 50." A cold voice came from under the mage's robe.

Wang Yun was instantly upset.

Can't even break the defense.

This sorcerer also didn't talk too much, and waved his staff as soon as he came up, a large shadow instantly enveloped the entire arena, and black arms sprang out from the shadows, firmly controlling the master's limbs.

These arms have no attack power, but they can immobilize Wang Yun.

Controlled by the weird arm, Wang Yun is finally happy again:

"Don't make unnecessary moves, the next blow will kill me!"

"I will."

The mage slowly drew out a skeleton staff, and countless shadows condensed on the staff, turning into a strange black ball, flying towards Yuyun.