Love and passion, cutting up the wasteland

It is hard to imagine that a man like him, who had just entertained guests and friends with a cheerful face, actually had his companions die in the Thunder Arena.

I just don’t know which one of the dead it is.

Ada did not continue.

He was waiting for Lu Meng's response.

"..." The white-haired young man was silent for a while, not avoiding Ada's gaze.

"I don't have any objections." He said, "But it's not as convoluted as you said. The reason why Lao Huang didn't die is very simple."

"That means he doesn't want to kill me, so I won't kill him."

"Whether I want to kill or not depends on whether I want to or not." Lu Meng smiled, "It's not for the sake of my fellow tribesmen or the overall situation as you mentioned."

"Are you disappointed? You guessed wrong, we are not the same kind of people."

"No, I'm happy."

Ada shook her head: "And I trust my own judgment..."

"Wait..." Huang Jun couldn't help but say.

He was stunned.

But what he cares about is not the question of killing or not killing.

But——

Can you guys please stop pulling me out and stepping on me while we are chatting?

One said you didn’t kill Huang Jun, so I admire you, and the other said I didn’t kill Huang Jun just because I didn’t want to... Why does it seem like it’s easy to kill me!

It seems that, based on the situation at the time, this was the case...

But after all, he was once a warrior in United City! In the past, I was also a master who killed people and left without leaving a trace!

No, not just before.

He is also a ruthless character now!

When you say this, does it hurt people's self-esteem?

"Brother Huang," Ada sensed Ronin's thoughts and smiled and patted his shoulder, "We are not saying this to belittle you. It is actually not your fault that you lost to Brother Lu."

"It's not my fault? But my skills are indeed inferior to others." Huang Jun was stunned, "...you don't want to say that it's just because of my talent, right?"

He didn't know whether Lu Beiyou wanted to kill someone.

He really wants to kill someone now.

"Of course not!" Ada laughed.

His expression quickly turned serious: "Actually, you will face the road brothers in the fifth round, which is very strange."

"I suspect...the competition system is being manipulated!"

"Some people don't want you, or they don't want too many foreigners to become warriors, let alone go to the end!"

Looking at Ada's serious expression, Huang Jun couldn't believe it.

This was the first time he heard such a statement.

Compared with the promotion model in Union City that only recognizes blood, everyone can get ahead in the Thunder Arena by relying on strength. This is the consensus of everyone. They signed up for the competition precisely because of this... Could it be that there is also a shady story?

He looked at Lu Meng.

Ada claimed to know a lot about Thunder Arena, but after all, it was only a one-sided statement.

Unexpectedly, Lu Meng also nodded.

"Just some little tricks." Lu Meng said, "Nothing too blatant."

To put it simply, they swap their opponents and try to eliminate the aliens other than the Shaqs early.

Humans plus bees accounted for one-tenth of the total number of players, and their average strength was also ranked above average, otherwise they would not have rushed to join in the fun.

In the end, only three of them, Lu Meng, made it through.

Eliminators like Huo Buyang are fully qualified to become fighters, but in the last round they met an opponent who far exceeded their strength.

Lu Meng was mentally prepared for this.

In fact, in the rituals of the tribal period, the two sides dueling were originally designated by the elders.

This kind of custom was carried over to the Thunder Arena era, and the organizers probably wouldn't feel too embarrassed about it.

"But some of us still advance?" Huang Jun wondered.

"For those whose strength is just stuck on the edge, you can arrange strong opponents to squeeze them out -" Ada said, "but this will not work for you."

"Brother Huang, Brother Lu, and that soldier, you are the stronger group."

"For example, if I arrange for my brother Yamin to eliminate you, even if it succeeds, you may still injure him in your desperate efforts, which will have a great impact on his subsequent performance.

"It's not worth the gain to waste a seeded player."

"The best way is to arrange for you to fight against each other, so that only one foreigner can qualify no matter what."

"Such a ratio is probably within their acceptable range." Ada sneered, "After all, we are still in the midst of the New Deal, and we need some examples. Without any, the shady situation is too obvious."

He finally patted Huang Jun on the shoulder: "So you will feel better if you say that the top lane brother was eliminated not because you are bad, but because you are too strong..."

Huang Jun ignored Ada's joke.

He raised his head and let out a long breath.

It turns out that the Thunder Arena's competition system seems fair, and the duel round is only halfway through, but in fact the result is almost certain.

In the minds of the organizers, they were divided into several echelons.

In the first echelon are monster-level players like Yamin and Ryan, who are the favorites to win the championship.

The title and the highest merit will most likely be awarded to one of them.

Then these people will not deliberately meet each other in the first few rounds, lest the two powers compete, and eliminating any one will be a loss of talent.

The second tier is probably Ada, Kang, Lu Beiyou, Huang Jun...well, I might not be worthy.

If they can get a good ranking, their final military rank will definitely be high. In horizontal comparison, they may be equivalent to the minor nobles of United City, and even not as good as Huang Jun's original master's family.

That's the real master of the Shaq Kingdom.

However, the overall evaluation of the foreign races among them will be lowered by another level.

For example, Lu Beiyou will definitely be challenged at every turn in the next rounds, while Huang Jun himself is even directly eliminated. At most, he can win the resurrection match and become a warrior...

etc?

"What about my brother?" Huang Jun asked anxiously, "Huang Jie's opponent at that time was a Shaq."

He remembered it clearly.

According to Ada, Huang Jie was either dueling against a compatriot, or arranging for others to eliminate him.

"Everything has exceptions." Ada looked at him, "Huang Jie's opponent looks ordinary, but in fact he hides his strength. He was probably originally prepared to eliminate him."

"pity……"

"It was your brother who fought for his own success, got an upset, and defeated the other party forcefully."

"No matter how things work behind the scenes, when it comes to the real battlefield, the situation will change rapidly and no one can predict it."

"Face is still important in the Thunder Arena. If Huang Jie wins, then he will become a warrior, that's all."

Ada smiled happily, as if she was happy to see something unexpected by the organizer.

"yes."

Huang Jun looked in the direction of the wine table.

Huang Jie there must have sobered up a bit. He was leaning on Brother Bingfeng's thin shoulder and talking nonsense. His face was red and he smelled of alcohol.

Brother Bingfeng didn't feel offended because he was drunk too.

The words he was mumbling were not in common language, but were probably signals for communication within the hive.

One person and one bee chatted happily.

Huang Jun's heart oozed warmth.

"yes……"

This is the Shaq Kingdom after all, and strength is hard currency.

So what about the shady secrets of the competition system, and what about the classification?

The organizers can estimate the general range, but they will not and cannot control every matchup, and the final specific ranking is full of variables.

As long as you are strong enough, you can also break free from these shackles set by others.

It was like when he and his brother killed their master's family and fled thousands of miles from Union City to this place... They were not people who wanted to succumb to fate.

He clenched his fists and looked at Ada:

"You are also a Shaq, why are you telling us this?"

Logically speaking, the biggest beneficiaries of this shady situation are the newcomers like Shaq.

"It is precisely because I am a Shaq." Ada said calmly, "In Krall's teachings, as long as he is a strong warrior and can fight for the future of himself and his tribe, he deserves respect."

"Even if we are rivals in the future, I will win with dignity."

This Shaq, who was not very tall, had a calm voice, but his expression revealed a sense of pride.

However, at some point, Lu Meng had quietly moved away from the talking crowd without anyone noticing, as if he was not present from the beginning.

The aroma of wine, the aroma of meat, the flickering incandescent light, the laughter and curses... filled the Nancheng bar.

Across the jubilant crowd, Lu Meng took a spoonful of wine from the barrel and returned to the table.

Huang Jie and Brother Bingfeng were still chatting about family matters that no one could understand. The mercenary didn't know the reason why he was not selected. He was very drunk and was bragging about his glorious and fucked up past with a little girl.

The clear liquid reflected everyone's reflections and Lu Meng's shimmering eyes, which was the symbol of the Son of the Scorched Earth.

He raised his glass and drank it all in one gulp, then asked Xiao Huo to leave with him.

The banquet wasn't over yet, but they didn't say goodbye to anyone either.

…

"Ha." Bayan chuckled and sheathed his sword.

This dagger was handed over to him by Kang. It was said to be a gift given to Officer Shaq by Lu Beiyou when he entered the city.

But there seemed to be some misunderstanding between them at that time, so Kang felt that he was not worthy of accepting it, so he could only take it temporarily and turned to give it to Bayan.

——Because it was Bayan who asked him to pay attention to this young man who had just entered the city.

In Scone Town, Bayan, the Hornless Man, had very few manpower to call upon, and could only use private friendships.

'This is a liar. ’ he said in his heart.

The dagger was engraved with the inscription Lu Beiyou.

However, Kang couldn't see it, but Bayan knew it.

This short sword was not made by him at all.

The inscription was newly carved and deliberately aged, but in the eyes of an expert it was clear that it was too far back in time when the dagger was formed.

Unless Lu Beiyou was born a genius, he could not speak a word as soon as he was born, but he could strike iron as soon as he picked up a hammer.

If there is such a person who is born with knowledge, then Bayan is crying and begging him to keep this kind of genius.

Unfortunately not.

Lu Beiyou is not a craftsman at all.

But Bayan didn't care, his original focus was not here.

It doesn't matter if the other party is a technical person, it's better or not - even this kind of deception piqued his interest.

A liar is better than a loser.

"What are you doing?" The movement around him interrupted Bayan's thoughts.

I saw Tie Luo Tangtang, a group of five people, tall and wearing a suit of armor. At this moment, they were squatting on the ground like a street corner gangster, flipping through a book in their hands.

"We're looking for candidates for your bodyguards." Tie Luo didn't even raise his head. "What you said before makes sense. Those newly promoted warriors are the ones favored by the mountains. It's not good for us to interfere -"

"But I thought about it again. We can't dig out the warriors, but we can do those eliminated players!"

Tie Luo raised the paper, feeling quite proud.

He felt that he was a genius. It was rare for him to use his brain and come up with such a brilliant idea.

"..." Bayan didn't know what to say.

He said helplessly: "I'm not so short of people yet..."

The dignified chief consultant has great power, but it turns out that he has to pick the remaining goods from the mountain to get his turn.

Even though Bayan has always been unfazed by honor and disgrace, the thought of this still makes him a little nervous.

Tie Luo stopped flipping through the book and was silent for a moment.

"I'm worried about you," he said.

"No one has been standing by your side all this time. If something goes wrong, there won't even be anyone to block the knife... Oh, by the way, you are the one to block the knife."

He remembered that he was standing among the hundred regiments of guards and could only watch Bayan being lifted up and then fell down.

"You have forgotten our Queen," Bayan reminded. "How many people can she defeat just by standing by our side? Even if all the rotten fish and shrimps in the world want to kill me, as long as the stone demon does not let go, then There’s no way.”

"Okay, okay, I know you are favored, so there is no need to show off..." Tie Luo said helplessly, holding his forehead.

All the senior officials knew his friend's temperament, which at best was like taking it easy, at worst was just pretending to be stupid.

Tie Luo once thought that if Bayan wasn't so annoying, he wouldn't have so many enemies.

"Seriously, don't think of me as a loner." Bayan said calmly, "Although I don't have many subordinates here, there are still many people who regard me as friends... and this time the Stone Demon also specially dispatched I’ve already arranged for people to come over.”

"And even if they can't figure it out," he laughed again: "Don't you still have it?"

"My invincible five?"

The status of the five people in the Shark Kingdom is equivalent to the high-ranking judges of the Holy Empire.

If it weren't for Dashan Mukai's special background, his status as a city lord would be comparable to that of the five of them.

These people usually have heavy responsibilities and take care of many things every day, and will not leave their residence easily.

If there are strong men of this level on the mainland, they are often followed by several legions. This symbolizes that a new war is about to begin, and the flames of ambition or revenge will sweep through the lives of countless people.

That's why some annoying bard calls them "war-grade".

This title also slowly spread along with the poetry.

Tie Luo is such a war-level powerhouse.

However, now he is just following a hornless man alone, occasionally talking to this friend about the future or the past - it can be said to be extremely rare.

However, Tieluo, who is one of the five people, has no intention of relaxing or being conceited.

"Relying on me alone is not enough." He looked solemn, "Bayan, you have many friends, Dashan... also has many friends."

"Just like the general, he is also a member of the five men!"

And they were the most radical ones who opposed the New Deal, even going so far as to pull out their weapons on the spot and want to duel the stone demon.

If these five people succeed in the challenge, the story of the Stone Demon and Shagar will happen again.

——The result was of course unsuccessful.

Tie Luo was not present and did not know the specific situation.

But according to what Bayan said, facing the five people rushing up with segmented axes, the stone demon did not pull out the peerless inscribed blade inherited from Shagar at all.

She just picked up the iron bench she was sitting on.

Then he knocked the challenger unconscious.

Not only did the stone demon not take the loser's life, he didn't even punish him.

"Ah, is this a duel?" The queen was surprised, "I thought he was playing tricks on me."

The friendship between soldiers is very simple.

Afterwards, the general left Admark overnight and came to Scone Town to resist the bandits. He ignored government affairs and concentrated on border affairs. After working together for so many years, they are equivalent to Dashan Mukai's subordinates.

But no matter what, he is a five-person, war-level strong man, but he just ran into the stone demon.

If a fight really breaks out, Tie Luo will consciously be at odds with him.

Not counting Dashan Mukai himself.

Facing the Lord of Scone, he estimated that his end would not be much better...

Think about it this way.

It seems more promising to strangle Bayan to death and offer him treasure?