Love and passion, cutting up the wasteland

"Shaq, Rick!" the guard's voice called again.

"Huh? So fast."

A Shaq man whose name was called picked up his weapon and rushed towards the designated arena, somewhat in a hurry.

The last batch of contestants had just entered the stage, and common sense said they were fighting each other. He thought he still had some time to rest.

"Let's... stop crowding!"

The crowd in front of him was chaotic, and Rick could only try to separate them.

As a result, before he had taken a few steps, the crowd in front of him suddenly emptied, causing Rick to jump forward and stumble.

"Be careful." A muscular hand grabbed his shoulder.

"Oh, thank you." Rick thanked him quickly.

Just now I almost got stuck on my own scabbard.

When he stood firm, he turned around and saw only the back of the other party.

‘Still a plain guy. ’ Rick murmured in his mind.

Looking at the crowd again, he realized that the previous contestant was lying on the ground, with several people bandaging him around.

Looking at his bloody upper body, the previous battle ended so quickly. He was crushed by someone, so mercilessly.

It was precisely because of the commotion here that so many people came to watch.

"Awesome...who did this?" Rick couldn't help but admire.

As soon as he said this, the people around him suddenly looked over.

What's the meaning?

Rick waved his hand quickly.

Don't mess around, it's not me.

"Just the one who helped you just now." Someone reminded.

"ah?"

Rick was stunned.

The crowd on my side was much thinner just now.

I originally thought they were giving way out of kindness, but now it seems that everyone is just very sensible...

Suddenly I felt a little numb on my shoulder that was grabbed just now...

——

Lu Meng walked through the noisy arena.

He glanced at it roughly, showing no interest in the ongoing duel on the field.

In the early stage of the arena, which is equivalent to the audition stage, many people do not even have the strength to be a warrior, and they just come here to try their luck.

In this case, the probability of a strong opponent facing each other is very small. Either the battle will end quickly like Lu Meng, or two rookies will peck each other on the field and cannot break the defense for a long time.

Compared with the competition, Lu Meng is more concerned about these people who have traveled thousands of miles to compete.

Huo Buyang emerged from the crowd.

"Brother Lu," he patted the money bag on his waist, "will I treat you to dinner later?"

"OK."

Needless to say, I knew that I had made a small profit from the gambling just now.

Huo Buyang didn't go to watch the game just now. Anyway, he always believed in Brother Lu.

Xiao Huo chose the original route to return to the casino.

Sure enough, almost as soon as he arrived, news from the arena spread.

The gamblers were stunned.

Before the duel started, just after the market closed, how many people lost their opening coins, and you told them that they lost their bet?

Shady!

Before the angry gamblers got into trouble, Huo Buyang took the money and ran away.

Of course, such a small handicap won't make any waves. At most, it will only cause a few quarrels.

"Xiao Huo, you have been working as an errand in Sikun Town for so many days, so you are quite familiar with it." Lu Meng asked, "How many people here are from out of town?"

Huo Buyang glanced at it: "More than half."

They made a rough calculation and found that in addition to the residents of Scone and the surrounding villagers, there were also a large number of residents from other towns. This could be roughly distinguished from their accents and clothing.

There are even ones from the capital Admark.

Far away from the center of the kingdom, the ‘Northern Drifters’ came here to look for opportunities, which shows how attractive this Thunder Arena is.

In addition, there are also many people who are wandering around and whose identities are unknown.

Unlike Scone Town, which has two gates for guard inspection, this place is located in the wilderness and there are so many participants that it is basically impossible to conduct strict screening.

If someone wants to tamper with it, there is plenty of room for it.

"Human, Huo Buyang!"

"Oh, it's my turn." Hearing the voice, Huo Buyang quickly arranged his equipment, "Brother, I'll leave first."

"Come on." Lu Meng smiled, "If the opponent is too weak, try to disarm him."

The ten hands worn by Huo Buyang originated from the "iron ruler" of the past. When the enemy raises his sword to strike, if he can catch the sword with a horizontal branch, he can attack the opponent's wrist or twist the weapon to disarm him.

Because of this design, everything from iron rulers to ten hands are mostly used by law enforcers.

It can probably be compared to the positioning of an anti-riot fork.

"Yeah." Huo Buyang nodded and remembered, turned and left.

He was eager to try.

With his current strength, he didn't need to block at all. He could just hit him directly, which most people wouldn't be able to withstand.

However, he knew that Lu Meng meant that whenever he encountered the right opportunity, he would become more familiar with the techniques of using weapons and not rely too much on brute force.

Xiao Huo didn't watch the battle, so he obviously didn't know how Brother Lu just solved his opponent.

…

In the center of the arena, groups of duels were still going on.

Surrounding them is a circle of wooden stands, on which businessmen have arranged seats. As long as you have money, you can enjoy the best service here.

And above the stands, there are private compartments.

If you want to watch the battle in the arena, it has the best view.

However, these compartments are now covered with red curtains. People outside cannot see inside, and people inside naturally cannot see outside clearly.

It seems that the audition stage of Thunder Arena has not attracted the attention of foreign dignitaries.

However, just under such a curtain.

But there are two Shaqs.

One of them was tall and strong, wearing a dark brown cloak, with a bright luster shining through the gaps in the fabric.

As soon as he made a slight movement, there was a heavy collision sound between metals, which made people's hearts beat.

If Lu Meng were present, he could tell from the sound alone that this was a top-notch piece of armor.

The Shaq also wears a thick visor on his face, with only his horns and eyes exposed. Ordinary people who looked at him would probably be immediately forced back by the glow in his eyes.

It was not murderous, but some kind of majesty.

He was not just a warrior, he was a general.

He was such a Shaq commander with his own aura, but at this moment he was standing directly beside another Shaq man, quite respectful, holding the segmented ax in a guarded manner like a bodyguard.

In front of him sat a hornless man.

He is thin and slightly stooped.

——The chief advisor of the Shaq Kingdom, Bayan.

Only a handful of high-level officials know that most of the policies of the Queen's New Deal are actually the work of this hornless man.

The Stone Demon lent his reputation and chose to entrust Bayan with full authority.

It can be said that the operation of the entire kingdom is in the hands of Bayan

If this fact were leaked, I'm afraid all the Shaq warriors would go completely crazy, and the impact would be no less than if a skeleton man became the emperor of the Holy Kingdom.

But at this moment, Bayan was just sitting in this small cubicle, holding a stack of book pages and slowly flipping through them.

That's the Thunder Arena player roster.