Menethil's Power

Chapter 213 Super Muscle Bouncing
three hours later.

"Ladies and gentlemen! Welcome to the underground fight club, I am your old friend Wowba."

This is a tall and strong man wearing a purple mask, only his eyes and mouth are exposed. His voice is a little hoarse, but his words are surprisingly contagious and can be heard by all audiences, which profoundly shows that this Mr. Wrestler must at least have the physical fitness of a lord-level fighter, otherwise he would be completely unable to support such a steel lung.

"It was a fantastic day. I thought it was just another day of monotonous carnage on the wheel of death. The club even had to drop the odds on this horrible beast so many times that it closed its betting. But just now At this time, a shining star suddenly appeared, ending the beast's domination of the arena, he is our orc gladiator—— Thrall!"

The audience was excited, they shouted Saar's name messily, not to mention that Wrestler is really good at mobilizing the audience's emotions.

"Yes, he is an orc, but what does it matter? In this arena, all races are equal, even an orc has the right to exchange his life for glory!" and the tribal standard battle cries of "power and glory" and "blood and thunder" were vaguely heard from the audience. Obviously, the audience didn't care who was on the stage, they only needed enough blood and enough violence .

"Maybe there are some newcomers who don't know this newcomer. Gladiator Thrall cut off the death wheel's head neatly in the first battle. His strength and cruelty are far beyond the standard elite-level evaluation originally determined, and Even so, he has won three undisputed victories in a row and won at least [-] gold coins for his right master, the mysterious Mr. Tyron ,"

Although it is said that non-hero units cannot escape the fate of cannon fodder on the battlefield, the lord class is at least a figure that can stand alone in human cognition, which can be seen from the naming of its ranks.Therefore, even in such a large arena, elite-level combat is still the mainstream.

Wrestling Ba's words caused a small group of exclamations, such a strong rookie is really rare.

"Next, Thrall will usher in the fourth battle. Pay attention, the fourth battle! No rookie has ever been on stage for so long on the first day. His opponent is 'Flame Quick Fist' Seideman, A powerful fighter, his previous record was twelve wins, three losses and two draws, a terrifying opponent! Now, tell me guys, who do you think will be the final winner?"

"Thal! Thrall!" There was a voice immediately, but it was soon covered by a bigger wave, "Saidman! Saidman will smash the head of this green skin!"

"Wow! It seems that even though the rookie Thrall has amazing potential, he is still underappreciated." Wrestling Ba pretended to regret: "But the final result will be revealed after the battle. Very good, now the two gladiators have entered field, the battle will begin in 30 seconds."

The fence opened, and Thrall, wearing a simple mail armor, entered the arena. He looked a little tired, after all, he had fought four battles in a row.But his opponent was much more unrestrained, his upper body was completely naked, and his swollen muscles looked oppressive, but he looked much stronger than Thrall, a minor orc.

"Hey, Greenskin, I hope your brain tastes good enough." Seideman licked his lips fiercely, and made a throat-slitting motion at Sal.

The young orc ignored him, but focused on his pair of gloves with the Fire Emblem printed on them. He could understand Common Language, so he naturally knew that the title of this enemy was "Flame Fist", which meant that he needed to Beware of his flame ability, Thrall has experienced this hot and extremely destructive element in the guidance of Old Shaman Moretal, so he behaves extremely carefully.

However, the upright orc guy doesn't know that the rhetorical means used by human beings on the title can be said to be countless. The so-called "Flame Quick Fist" may indeed indicate that the opponent has the ability to control the fire element, or it is just because of the full set. The Fire Emblem will have this title.

And Seideman obviously belongs to the latter, because the only way for human beings to directly drive the fire element is through arcane means, and a noble mage obviously won't show off his muscles and punch black punches here.

Thrall didn't realize this until he was entangled with him for five or six minutes. The young orc suddenly felt a sense of embarrassment. He immediately used the ability given to him by the old shaman, and a gentle air flow surrounded his body. Gathering and turning into a swift thrust.Thrall's movements suddenly became a level faster, and the warhammer in his hand brought up a phantom. The first blow opened the opponent's fists, and the second hammer directly passed through Seidman's defense and hit him on the forehead.Seideman's head sank directly, and then fell straight down.

Although the injury was frightening, the chest of the human boxer was still bullying, indicating that at least he was still alive. In fact, Thrall did not kill any opponent except for the round of death that was solved in the first round.

"Victory!" Wrestler shouted loudly.

There was a lot of booing in the stands. Obviously, most people bought the "Flame Quick Fist" to win, and a small number of people who wanted to give it a try and bought the orc win secretly laughed and began to worry about whether to continue to follow up in the next game.The ability of the wind used by Thrall is really a bit hidden, and most people didn't see it. They only felt that Seideman made a fatal mistake under carelessness, and the orcs were just lucky.

But on the VIP table, Isaacs saw it clearly. The young prince was amazed that Thrall had mastered the power of the elements several years earlier than the original timeline, and the advanced skill "Windfury" was used like a model. decent.

Extraordinary abilities are very rare in Azeroth, and the only energies that ordinary Lordaeronians can touch are holy light, shadow, and arcane. That's why they didn't notice Thrall's special ability The reason was that they had no idea that someone could control the airflow.

Even if the reserve has the ability of enhancement shaman, Thrall is enough to defeat these very easily

Samuel Hunter next to Isaacs shook his head. This clever guy has now volunteered to be Isaacs' exclusive receptionist. "It's incredible. Four times in a row, he suddenly broke out and won the victory."

Isaacs didn't talk, but asked directly: "How much can I benefit this time?"

"According to the odds, and excluding the club's rake, you will have a total profit of about [-] gold coins." Samuel Hui reported: "After defeating four opponents in a row, Thrall's gladiator level has changed from bronze to Dragon Label has been promoted to Silver Dragon Label, I suggest you let him rest for a while, and familiarize yourself with the opponents you are about to face, after all, Silver Label gladiators are more powerful than Bronze Label gladiators."

"Oh." Isaacs nodded, showing that he understood, "Then continue." He said.

Samuel almost choked, "Dear Mr. Tyron, your gladiator needs to rest. He has been exhausted from four consecutive high-intensity battles. You can watch other games during his rest time..."

"You underestimate my slave," Isaacs smiled slightly, "this is far from his limit."

As a receptionist, Samuel naturally didn't have the ability to force customers to accept suggestions, so Thrall played the fifth and sixth rounds again. Thrall seemed to have gotten the hang of it, and he solved the opponent very simply and neatly. The world Sa The template is really powerful, even the basic skills of an enhancement shaman are enough for him to defeat most gladiators of the same level.

Six battles, plus intervals, have basically been fought for a whole day. Many spectators left from various exits of the underground arena, and more people poured in again. When Thrall stood in the arena for the seventh time In the middle of the day, there was no longer the sound of cursing in the auditorium, but cheers.

"Sarl! Thrall! Thrall!" they yelled rhythmically.

The young orc felt a little confused. He knew that humans and orcs were absolutely hostile to each other through his tutor's indoctrination, so he didn't understand that these human audiences suddenly became so enthusiastic. Obviously, many of them had expressed it to him before. dissatisfied.

The reason for this is actually very simple. Gamblers will always look coldly at upset players, but after the continuous upset turns into favorites, the mentality of these gamblers suddenly has a 180-degree turn. It's hard to get through, and a stable hot spot is naturally an excellent source of money.

Thrall's opponent also came on stage this time, a standard human warrior with full armor and holding a sword and shield. His equipment was unpretentious, but Thrall felt obvious pressure in every gesture.

This turned out to be a lord-level warrior.

"Let us welcome Rod Ariel, the guardian of destiny and master of the arena! The most powerful gladiator in the second season!" Wrestler shouted in an extremely passionate voice.

The exaggeration that seems to be nonsense is the inherent style of the titles of gladiators.

This so-called master of the arena is also big and round. Thrall fell into a disadvantage after a few times of contact with him. After all, he is only a half-child. Even with the orc's racial talent bonus, he can't compete with him.But Thrall did not lose immediately, and was still struggling.

Isaacs watched the battle silently, and suddenly greeted Samuel, "Let's play a big one."

"I have to remind you, sir, although you can temporarily raise, but as a 'player', you cannot buy the opponent to win."

"I'm still buying my gladiator to win." Isaacs pondered, and suddenly asked: "How much is your boss's total assets?"

"What?" Samuel didn't realize it for a while, "There should be about 200 million gold coins," he said hesitantly.

"The odds of Thrall winning are 80 to [-], so I'll just bet [-] gold coins." Isaacs said casually.

Samuel took a breath and bet against the dealer's limit. What kind of courage and financial resources is this!For a moment, he even thought that the person in front of him was just a lunatic, but he quickly suppressed this absurd thought.

The bewildered receptionist suddenly had a premonition that he might have to change his boss.

"I have to ask my superiors for instructions." Samuel said, leaving in a hurry.

Isaacs continued to watch the battle in the arena below. The young Thrall had been beaten like a sandbag at this time, and could only retreat steadily, while his opponent, the so-called master of the arena, was still pressing him slowly. It seems that Thrall's defeat is only a matter of time.

"It's impossible for him to win. Rhodes participated in the second war and knows how to deal with orcs, not to mention that your so-called gladiator is just a juvenile orc." A voice Isaacs heard not long ago echoed in his ear edge rings.

Isaacs turned around in surprise and saw the purple mask, "I really didn't expect Mr. Wrestler to be the boss of this arena." He said in surprise.

"It's just a personal hobby." Wrestler looked at Isaacs with burning eyes, "What is your identity?" He asked directly.

"The point is not my identity, the point is whether you are willing to sign this contract." Isaacs said lazily.

Betting against 80 gold coins with all his wealth, Thuba hesitated. He knew that the other party must have other reasons for such a losing bet. I also don't believe Arena Master will fail.

"I agree to this bet." Wrestler finally said in a deep voice, "But how do you prove that you can take out 80 gold coins?"

Isaacs did not speak, did not say anything, but directly made an extremely rich move, he threw out a space package, with the sound of rushing, a large number of gold coins fell like a waterfall, and quickly piled up I climbed a small hill, which is more than 80 gold coins.

Wow Ba's breathing couldn't help but quicken a bit. Although he owns a huge property in this sinful island, it's the first time he has seen so many gold coins.No one could keep his sanity in the face of so much gold, so Shuba gritted his teeth and agreed to the bet almost instantly, even though his own property was three times the gold coins.

However, the reality obviously made a huge joke with Wrestler, and just when he accepted the bet, a large number of thunder lights suddenly lit up in the arena.Wrestler's face changed suddenly, and he immediately looked towards the arena, and found that the arena master he was full of confidence in was only a scorched black body, and Thrall was still howling and outputting electric energy. Bleeding from all the strength, he was clearly still standing, which meant he had won the battle.

"Unfortunately, Mr. Wrestler, the victory or defeat is only a moment away." Isaacs, who successfully dug the pit, shrugged, "According to the odds, it seems that you should pay me 280 million gold coins, and I accept fixed assets to pay off debts. Oh, By the way, I will pay the handling fee of Fight Club as usual."

This is the purpose of Isaacs. Since the arena will play a very important role in Thrall's fate, it is better to let this arena be under his control.

(End of this chapter)