Chapter 59: Gladiator, Shadow Blade

　　 Zhang Fan has read many books before and has a certain understanding of blood nuclei.
　　 Whether it is a human warrior, a zombie, or a monster, there is a certain degree of micro blood clot blockage in the blood vessels of the brain.
　　 But because of their strength, energy flows through their bodies occasionally.
　　 Under these energies, these blood clots will be brought under the cerebral cortex.
　　 Over time, more and more blood clots will condense into blood nuclei.
　　 As a result of hundreds of years of research, people have not discovered what effect this blood nucleus has.
　　 And because there are blood nuclei in the brains of warriors, zombies, and monsters, there is no such thing as rare things.
　　 So blood core is actually a very cheap thing.
　　 Even some wealthy children play with blood nuclei as toys.
　　 Therefore, when Zhang Fan said that as long as the blood core is needed, the person in charge looked at him like an idiot.
　　 Zombies and monsters, no matter what, I am afraid they are more valuable than blood cores.
　　 But you just want the cheapest blood core. What is it that you are not an idiot?
　　 Zhang Fan was secretly refreshed.
　　 The cheapest thing you think is a treasure to me.
　　He immediately said: "I sign up."
　　 The registration procedure is very simple, just report a nickname and level.
　　 Zhang Fan thought for a while, and said: "My nickname, let's call it Shadow Blade. The level is 6th level quasi-warrior."
　　 The person in charge of registration listened and glanced at Zhang Fan with a little surprise.
　　 This guy seems to be only seventeen or eighteen years old, and he has already reached the level 6 quasi-warrior.
　　 This cultivation speed is too fast, right?
　　 After a while, he suppressed the surprise in his heart and recorded the information.
　　 then called a young man over and said, "Take him to the gladiator lounge and tell him the rules."
The young man took Zhang Fan and said as he walked: "After becoming a gladiator, it is forbidden to leave the arena for the first ten days. Unless you can win more than ten games in these ten days. However, the average newcomer, within ten days, basically It is impossible to win ten games, five or six games at most. After all, the gladiators are facing fierce monsters and high-level zombies."
　　 Zhang Fan nodded.
　　 Since he is here, he has no plans to leave too early.
　　The young man then said: "The newcomer must have at least one battle every three days, and every battle won will get a commission of 2,000 yuan."
　　 Zhang Fan understood. It seems that the highest commission of 50,000 yuan stated at the door is very difficult to achieve.
　　 After all, you can only raise 2,000 when you win one game, and only 50,000 when you win 25 times.
　　 Ordinary newcomers, how can they have the energy to fight 25 games a month?
　　 "Is there no commission if I lose? Less is fine."
　　 asked Zhang Fan.
　　 The young man stopped and looked back at Zhang Fan.
　　 After a while, he said coldly: "If you lose, you will die."
　　 Zhang Fan can only smile wryly.
　　 Arena is also a bit too cruel.
　　 But human potential can only burst out in a cruel environment.
　　 Maybe the dagger, which hasn't broken through for a long time, can make a breakthrough in one fell swoop under the pressure of life and death in this arena.
　　 Soon, Zhang Fan was taken to his lounge.
　　 In the arena, each gladiator has a single lounge.
　　 Zhang Fan looked around. There was only a bed and a three-dimensional projection device inside.
　　 During the projection, a battle is being broadcast live.
　　 I saw a quasi-warrior who was rushed by a monster and bit off half of his head in one bite.
　　 The audience present exclaimed.
　　 But then he applauded and cheered.
　　 What they like is blood and excitement.
　　 In fact, to be honest, many people come to see the gladiator, not to see the gladiator kill the zombies and monsters, but to see how a gladiator is torn into pieces and how his intestines flow all over the ground.
　　 For them, this kind of sensory stimulation is a kind of enjoyment.
　　 Zhang Fan stared at the three-dimensional projection for a moment, and ignored it.
　　 then began to practice drawing swords.
　　 The young man was surprised again.
　　 Ordinary people, the first time they saw this kind of scene, they were scared to death.
　　 Unless it is the kind of old guys who have experienced in the wild, they will be calm.
　　 Unexpectedly, this 17-year-old boy, seeing such a scene, would not change his face and heartbeat, even his eyes did not change at all.
　　 It seems that this kid is not easy.
　　 Where did he know that Zhang Fan is more than simple.
　　 crawled out of the pile of dead people and zombies, I have never seen any scene.
　　 Such a small scene wanted to scare Zhang Fan, what a joke.
　　 The young man glanced at Zhang Fan for the last time and said: "You are ready, we will arrange your first fight this afternoon."
After 　　 finished speaking, he closed the door and walked out.
　　 Zhang Fan was filled with excitement in his heart.
　　 Since the last breakthrough, it has been a long time since he had eaten a blood core.
　　 has started to feel hungry in his belly.
　　 He can only practice drawing and cutting to divert attention.
　　 I don’t know how long I practiced, and the door opened.
　　 The young man who had led the way came out again and said, "Shadow Blade, it's time for you to play."
　　 Zhang Fan nodded, immediately put away the Shadow Blade, and went out with the young man.
　　 along the passage, walked straight forward.
　　 There are also some gladiators in the rooms on both sides of the passage.
　　 These gladiators have obviously not been here for a short time.
　　 When they saw Zhang Fan, a pure newcomer, they all smiled maliciously.
　　 "Rookie, don't pee your pants."
　　 "This guy, who looks like he has no power to bind the chicken, I don't know where he can't think of it, and he ran to the Colosseum to find his death."
　　 "Which kid is coming here? UU reading www.uukanshu.com will cry your mother later."
　　 "Really poor guy, in a few minutes, he will turn into a mess of meat and be dragged out to feed the zombies."
　　 "The audience at the scene is also really lucky, and they can see the scene of the monster tearing up the living."
　　 The young man who led the way heard the mockery and intimidation of these people, thinking that the Shadow Blade would at least be frightened.
　　 But when he turned his head, he found that this guy looked as usual, as if he hadn't heard it.
　　 was surprised three times.
　　 He became more sure that this guy was not easy.
　　 Zhang Fan naturally ignored those gladiators.
　　 The things he had experienced in the 301 laboratory were difficult for these gladiators to experience in their lifetime.
　　He doesn't need to care about these little-seen guys.
　　 Finally, I came to the entrance.
　　 At the entrance, there are many cold weapons.
　　 There are knives and guns, and sticks and sticks.
　　 The young man said to Zhang Fan: "Choose a weapon."
　　 Zhang Fan said calmly: "No, I have."
　　 The young man ignored it either.
　　 At this time, the hour hand points to four o'clock in the afternoon.
　　 The high-pitched voice of DJ resounded at the scene: "Now, let us invite the new gladiator, Ying-Ban-"
　　 The iron gate at the entrance slowly rises.
　　 Zhang Fan stepped out.
　　 Looking around, I saw that the stands were full of people.
　　 I am afraid there are tens of thousands of viewers.
　　 And these audiences saw the novice Shadow Blade, they were all excited, shouting in unison:
　　 "Tear the living--"
　　 "Tear the living--"
　　 "Tear the living--"
　　 [Thanks to the iron-blooded one next door for the 100 rewards. 】