Chapter 447: Competitive means

Humans have always been bloodthirsty creatures, and even in times of peace, they are eager to see the same kind of blood.
The ancient entertainment industry is naturally different from modern times. People can't watch TV comfortably at home, and they can't play the game experience. KTV, playgrounds and other entertainment venues are also completely absent. Except for a few artists who have found their favorite, most people are actually very boring.
Fortunately, in this era, concepts such as
human rights
simply did not exist. This also makes people find new ways to entertain:
In order to pursue the stimuli, the entertainment competition of "Golden Fighter" has become the first choice for people's leisure and entertainment.
Under the tens of thousands of people, the gladiators used various killing tools to carry out the deadly fighting. Until the steel heart is used to pull out the other's heart, or the other's spear nails the head.
Although it sounds very cruel, in this era, the number of audiences in the fight is huge, and the audience who come to watch the battle are also diverse:
The white-haired old man, the innocent teenager, the gentle and kind housewife, and even the little princess who usually lives in the palace... all kinds of spectators, in the audience on the Colosseum, saw each time after another Life and death.
Today, the fighting has become the most popular entertainment project for the people. Whether it is a civilian or a nobleman, you will see a few games when you are idle, and even even buy a ticket for a week, except for dinner. Time spent sleeping and going to the toilet was spent in the auditorium of the arena.
In order to meet the needs of the audience, in this city named after the "Great Colosseum", each arena is constantly increasing the number of games, the original only during the day, the night and midnight, and even There were small-scale competitions in the middle of the night.
In the seven large arenas in the city, all the propaganda methods have been used in order to attract the guests, and the
Caesar Colosseum
where Lin Chi is located is one of the seven large arenas.
"The night game is about to begin, don't miss it! Welcome to Caesars Arena, buy tickets now and deliver bread!"
"The Caesar Arena game is definitely the most exciting. Our death rate is as high as 10 points. The defeated gladiator can't leave the arena alive! Unlike the benevolent cowards in other arenas, the soldiers here are Really a warrior!"
A group of young girls dressed in silk dresses imported from the East, dressed up in flowers, are standing on the sides of the nearby streets, passionately waving, trying to win the pedestrians coming and going.
If they change to ordinary times, they will undoubtedly attract a lot of guests, but today, these girls are much less efficient, because the "Alexander Arena" in the next block has caused a killer.
"This guest, don't you really come to the Caesars Arena?" The young girl with a little baby fat on her face grabbed the arm of a young man who hurried through, and when the other person turned back, he deliberately The tulle on the chest of his chest pulled down and pulled out, revealing the unfathomable "business line": "Is it for me, come and play well? The game here is wonderful..."
"No need." The teenager wearing an old cloth, revealing the disgusting expression, opened the girl's hand, and continued to move forward without looking back. It was just cold and cold, leaving the girl standing in the night. In the wind:
"I am going to the Alexander Arena, don't bother me?"
More than half of the pedestrians on the streets are heading to the Alexandria Arena. The audience who entered the Caesar Arena to watch the night games can be said to be few.
At the beginning of the game, Lin Chi and other slaves were once again locked in by the soldiers.
In the words of the instructors, they watched the fighting methods of the gladiators on the field by watching the battle. However, Lin Chi was deeply suspicious of the efficiency of this study, because now all but the other slaves in the cage have fallen asleep on the ground...
"Ok?"
I noticed that this time the audience was much less than the afternoon game. Lin Chi frowned slightly and realized that things were not simple.
Although he was kept in a cage, he did not know what happened outside the court. But the audience that should have been in this arena should be attracted to other activities.
- Are there other arenas going to make a big news?
Just thought of this, Lin Chi popped up a few kill tips again in front of his eyes:
The player "eats sweet potato" has died.
The player "Shadow Alliance Master" has died.
According to his statistics, from entering the game to the present, in less than half a day in the game, eleven players have already left, and all of them are killed by the NPC. In this game, the head of the player won by the player, not even one.
It seems that my inference should be correct. The players in this game are born as "Gladiator". Those unlucky dead were sent to the arena and then killed by the ferocious gladiator NPC.
When Lin was thinking about it, a killing prompt popped up again, and another player died in the hands of the NPC.
- So, what exactly is the arena doing?
Several muscular, frivolous gladiators entered the Caesars Arena, and under the illumination of the torches around the venue, the muscles of the body flashed a bronze gleam. Although the audience today is very pitiful, the host shouted with due diligence:
"Everybody, the first fight tonight is about to start!"
"Oh oh..." There was a few languid responses on the auditorium, and there wasn't even the loud noise of the slavery gladiators on the sidelines.
At this time, the square of the Colosseum in the next block was full of people, not only the audience was full, but there were still many people waiting to buy tickets to enter the market, and even rich merchants offered to pay more. Several times the money, just to get a ticket to enter the arena.
As for why they are so excited, just look at the "person" who is standing in the middle of the arena.
It was a dark figure, riding the same dark horse, the rotten death smoldering. The man was covered in black and heavy armor all over the body, and the tattered cloak hangs behind him.
There is no doubt that this guy is not a human gladiator, but the undead who was "resurrected" by the of death!
In the audience's deafening cheers and cheers, the host screamed excitedly, overshadowing the noisy voice in the audience:
"His body is soaked in dragon blood, and the guns are invulnerable. This eternal curse makes him continue to fight after death! Cheers, cheer for the defending champion of the 30-year-old arena! When the Dragon Blood Knight] When the game debuts, all the challengers will usher in the most terrible battle in their lives!"