I Have A City In An Alternate World

3030  Jealousy, provocation (1)

    "Young man, I think you have a bright future!"

  The big-bearded man looked at Tang Zhen and said in a very serious tone. At the same time, he took back the contract on the table.

  Only God knew how many duelers he had said this to in the past few days, tricking them into dying again and again in the arena.

   if you don't get killed and continue to participate, there will be at least a dozen more battles waiting for you.

  The big-bearded man looked at Tang Zhen and casually reminded.

  The competition in this arena could be said to be without rest, and it was carried out day and night.

  The audience in the arena would leave when they felt hungry or tired, but there would also be many spectators who would come in to replenish their energy.

  The big city never lacked spectators and gamblers.

  The arena, which could accommodate 100000 people, was constantly filled with people, and the shouts were endless.

  Tang Zhen nodded. He returned to the room beside him and quietly sat on the chair.

  The duelers who were waiting used complicated gazes to look at Tang Zhen. The atmosphere appeared to be a little depressed.

  The survivors in the house had fought side by side with Tang Zhen in the last battle and easily defeated the enemy.

  Although the victory was gratifying, it also brought worry.

  This was because in the next random match, he might fight against Tang Zhen and be dismembered.

  Two rounds of the Death Race had caused the other Duelists to be so afraid of Tang Zhen. This was sufficient to prove how astonishing his performance was.

  If they had a choice, no one would be willing to go against him.

  "Damn it, I choose to quit!"

  A Duelist with a cold face spat on the ground and walked out of the house without looking back.

  He went to the bearded man and threw out the metal cards in his hand. There were five in total.

   I want to exchange all of them. Then, I'll find a place to relax.

  The bearded man's face darkened. He grabbed a handful of paper notes of different denominations from the big basket below.

  The fact that the coins were stored in a basket was enough to prove the strong confidence of the arena. They were not afraid of being robbed at all.

   this is a smart choice. Otherwise, you might be minced into meat paste by that newbie in the next round.

  Hearing the big-bearded man's teasing, the Dueler sneered and grabbed a handful of coins in his hand.

  His eyes were like those of a hungry wolf as he looked at Tang Zhen who was not far away. There was an extremely malicious intent hidden within them.

  "Don't worry, he won't be arrogant for long, Yingluo."

  The Dueler's words were clearly directed at Tang Zhen as he had an indignant expression.

  The big-bearded man sneered. He had seen too many dirty things, so he naturally knew what the other party was thinking.

  He just wanted to find an expert and think of a way to kill Tang Zhen. Then, he would take the opportunity to make a big bet.

  The reason for doing this was naturally because Tang Zhen was too strong, delaying him from earning money and raising his level.

  This kind of thing was easy to think about, but it was not easy to do. However, the Duelist in front of him was a wily old fox and definitely had his own channels and methods.

  However, Tang Zhen's situation was somewhat dangerous. He might be killed.

  The bearded man didn't care. He was even looking forward to it. This was the only exciting thing that could satisfy the audience.

  If the audience was satisfied, the Death Arena's business would be better, so the more such things happened, the better.

  "Don't just say it without doing it, or I'll look down on you."

  The bearded man looked at the Duelist and said in a calm tone.

  "Don't worry, I won't let you down."

  The indignant duelers turned around and left, ready to carry out their plans. The other duelers were still hesitating, not wanting to miss this rare opportunity.

  Tang Zhen was very strong. If they followed him and obtained consecutive victories, the results announced by the officials would be even better.

  If the results were good, the audience's recognition would be higher, and the appearance fee would also be multiplied.

  To the duelists, this was the goal they were pursuing.

  However, if one's luck was bad, they would become Tang Zhen's opponent. Once they were killed, their previous accumulation would be completely wiped out.

  In the process of struggling, new Duelists kept joining. There were newbies who had just arrived, but there were also veterans who had died many times.

  Seeing that the time was almost up, the duelists who were still hesitating made up their minds.

  Those who should leave left, and those who should stay stayed.

  The duelers who came later felt that something was wrong and quickly asked around secretly.

  Tang Zhen once again became the focus of everyone's attention. The eyes of those Duelists faintly contained provocation and fear.

  A loud noise came from the door, and a group of strong men walked in. Their square-shaped bodies looked like a group of moving beasts.

  The duelists who were trying to find trouble with Tang Zhen were among this group of strong men. After they entered, they looked for Tang Zhen's traces.

  A pleased smile was revealed on the Duelist's face when he saw Tang Zhen sitting still.

  After seeing the brawny men, the big-bearded man raised his eyebrows and looked at the troublesome Dueler.

  "You actually found these few fellows. It seems that you are really determined to get them. I am a little curious. Could it be that this new person has offended you?"

  The Dueler sneered but did not answer.

  It wasn't appropriate to say that Tang Zhen had affected him. The main reason was that he couldn't stand seeing someone better than him.

  At the same time, he also felt a sense of fear. He felt that if he didn't suppress Tang Zhen, it would become more and more difficult to survive in the future arena.

  If he could kill Tang Zhen a few times and dampen his spirit, he might be able to kill this celebrity Duelist.

  If he could get rid of a potential competitor and still get some benefits, why not?

   I want to apply for a special battle mode. I'll be in the same team as my companion. That guy is from the opposite camp. Can you arrange it for us? "

  That Duelist cast a glance at Tang Zhen and softly said.

  "This matter is not easy to deal with. After all, the Death Arena has to ensure fairness. The few guys behind you are of very high levels, so it's difficult to be in the same group.

  Of course, there's another way, and that is for the other party to accept your challenge, but you have to pay a sufficient security deposit."

  The bearded man shook his head slightly, feeling that it was unlikely.

  Tang Zhen would only accept such a challenge if he was crazy.

  "I can accept that."

  A voice suddenly sounded out, causing the big-bearded man and the Dueler to be slightly stunned. When they turned their heads to look, they discovered that Tang Zhen was standing beside them.

  As for when he had approached, the two of them had no idea.

  As he looked at the calm face of Tang Zhen, a trace of fear involuntarily rose in the heart of that Duelist.

  However, on second thought, he sneered to himself.

  The Dueler was extremely confident in the reinforcements he had found. Since Tang Zhen had taken the initiative to court death, he could not blame anyone.

  "Young man, are you sure you want to accept the challenge?"

  Big beardy, on the other hand, had an indifferent expression. He had worked in the arena for more than a hundred years and had seen all kinds of things.

  Since Tang Zhen had agreed, there was no need to talk about scheming. After all, it was a matter of mutual consent.

  If he wanted to play tricks, he wouldn't have been able to do it until now and would have been kicked out long ago.

  The Death Arena, where life and death battles were performed every day, actually had quite strict rules and regulations. Once violated, one would be severely punished.

  The residents of the extreme spiritual realm were least afraid of death, but they were most afraid of punishment that was worse than death.

  The Death Arena specialized in such matters.

   in that case, I'll make some arrangements. I'll prepare a special competition.

  As the bearded man spoke, he turned around and went to the secret room in the back, probably to ask for instructions from the higher-ups.

  The Duelist on the opposite side coldly swept his eyes over Tang Zhen. After which, he turned his eyes to the side.

  Since the matter had already been made clear, there was no need to talk about awkwardness. From now on, they were enemies.

  There was no need to say anything, they only needed to fight in the arena to see who would be the first to give in.

  Not long after, the big-bearded man walked out and nodded to Tang Zhen and the other man.

  "The arrangements have been made. You can choose a helper, or you can fight them alone.

  Different battle modes will naturally have different rewards. Think about it carefully, then tell me your choice."

  The gazes of everyone in the surroundings all landed on Tang Zhen. In fact, no matter which choice they made, it would not be an easy matter.

  Some of the duelers were secretly gloating in their hearts, thinking that Tang Zhen would not be able to escape death.

  "There's no need to think. I'm going to fight them all by myself."

  Tang Zhen softly said. His tone was unusually calm and he did not place these provocatively people in his eyes. The source of thɪs content is (ꜰ)ir(e).nᴇt