Everyone Survives In The Fog

After An Changlin entered the luxurious private room, he watched the game silently. The people on the field now were just two ordinary-level players. They were not very strong and had weak fighting skills. There was nothing interesting about them.

The fight lasted less than 10 minutes, and both sides hugged each other out of breath.

Although the moves were aimed at the fatal point, due to lack of physical strength, they were still unable to cause absolute damage, so the battle was deadlocked.

However, the rules of the underground gambling arena are a life and death arena, and there are only two situations that can end the battle.

The first is to kill directly and end with death.

The second type is when someone pays money to save the life of a loser.

But at this time, all the people on the field were unknown people. How could anyone spend money to sign up?

After determining that one person must die, the two truly entered into a desperate fight.

There is no beauty of fighting, only the fight to the death, the entanglement of the body, sneak attacks on vital points from time to time, but the battle can never be ended.

An Changlin watched silently, his eyes suddenly a little confused.

Who on earth would perform a gorgeous dance at the cost of their lives?

This struggle between life and death seems to be a true portrayal of the current living conditions of the bottom survivors!

Not to mention survival, even death is so difficult. We can only struggle and resist in the muddy swamp.

On the side, Meng Xuemin saw that the battle was not exciting, and he bent down with some worry and explained: "Boss, these two are both novices, so the battle is boring..."

"It doesn't matter."

An Changlin bowed his hands, his eyes regained a glimmer of light, and he said calmly: "The battle here must be divided into life and death?"

Meng Xuemin was stunned for a moment and replied: "It stands to reason that this is the case, unless someone spends a lot of money to save their lives."

An Changlin frowned slightly and said, "Let's change the rules a little bit. A novice like this is weak in strength, doesn't understand combat skills, and has no ability to kill with one blow."

"The current level of hunting is no different from two dead fish. It has no ornamental value at all. There is no need to continue hunting."

After a pause, An Changlin made a suggestion: "From now on, separate the ordinary arena from the life and death arena."

"Ordinary arenas allow players to surrender without the ability to resist."

"In the life-and-death arena, you need to sign a life-and-death certificate in advance, which not only distinguishes the superior and the inferior, but also determines life and death."

Finally, An Changlin added: "As for the betting price between the two parties, it must be guaranteed to be more than 10 times."

Out of respect for life, the price of a life-and-death bet must be high enough.

For example, if you play in an ordinary arena, you can only get a minimum of 50 spirit coins.

In a life-and-death battle, you can get at least 500 spirit coins, but your life is the bet.

After listening to An Changlin's suggestion, Meng Xuemin did not refute, and agreed after thinking for a moment.

The establishment of ordinary arenas can lower the threshold for participation, allowing more people who dare not fight in the arena of life and death to participate.

This is also beneficial to the operation of underground gambling arenas.

And more importantly, it can prevent more talents from accidentally dying in battle.

After all, An Changlin's purpose of setting up an underground gambling arena was not to kill people, but to discover fighting talents and absorb them as his own.

As a result, Meng Xuemin made an emergency exit and stopped this boring game cleanly.

And the audience is tired of this battle of rolling around and picking their noses and eyes. So after being interrupted, he didn't show any dissatisfaction.

The next game is a star event.

Although the gambling arena has only been open for ten days, there are still several people who stand out and gain support from the audience.

What follows is a desperate fight between two players with eight consecutive victories.

It can be clearly seen that at the entrance of the gambling arena, many new spectators entered, all coming to watch the game after hearing the news.

The atmosphere in the entire gambling arena also became lively, and more and more people participated in the gambling arena.

An Changlin chuckled and said, "I didn't expect that these two people are really famous and have so many people supporting them."

Meng Xuemin explained with a smile: "It is true. The people participating in the ring nowadays are not professionals, so it is difficult to encounter hearty competitions. It is rare for a few masters to appear, and the popularity will naturally be high."

Just as he was talking, the battle in the life and death arena also began.

From both sides of the ring, two figures walked out.

The man on the left is tall, with lean hair and a slim figure. His upper body is bare, revealing vicious vertical scars. He is wearing a pair of red cloth shorts.

Standing under the ring, his eyes wide open, his aura strong, his body muscles like the roots of an old tree, intimidating.

Behind him, there was a sign with his codename - Thunder Bear!

Seeing him appear on stage, there were warm cheers from the audience.

"Thunder Bear Thunder Bear! Come on! Defeat my opponent!"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, thunder bear! I beat you by 1,000 spirit coins, so give me a good beating on the other side."

"Don't be merciful, tear the other side apart and twist off the other side's head!"

"Hahaha, I made 5,000 spirit coins by blindly betting on the Thunder Bear before. This time I pressed them all, and the Thunder Bear must win for me!"

"Wow, give it to me, Big Bear. If you win, my sister will give you benefits!"

"..."

On the viewing platform, a large number of fans who supported him were cheering, and the amount of bets to support him reached more than 80,000 in an instant.

In the luxury box, An Changlin finally became interested and watched the arena with great interest.

"Boss, this person's name is Thunder Bear. He is one of the six people in the gambling arena who has maintained a winning streak so far, and has the longest winning streak."

An Changlin nodded and asked, "Is he a free person?"

"No, there should be other forces behind him." Meng Xuemin looked distressed and shook his head, but then changed the subject and said, "But his opponent should be a free man, not a slave of other forces."

"Oh? Really? What's it called?"

Before Meng Xuemin could answer, a figure walked out from the other side of the arena.

The figure is tall and thin, with a chicken coop on his head, and is wearing tattered clothes. Through the tattered cloth strips of the clothes, you can see the sunken abdomen and the faint outline of muscles.

This is a young boy, probably not very old. His eyes are slightly squinted, and he looks like he is not awake.

But through the surface, An Changlin could faintly detect that the fire-like obsession in his eyes seemed to be piercing his opponent.

This person is Thunder Bear's opponent, also a player with eight consecutive victories, codenamed Ham.

An Changlin, who was in a luxurious private room, couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth, and asked in disbelief: "This man's code name... is Ham?!"

Meng Xuemin smiled awkwardly and said, "That's true. Even though his name is not very good, his fighting talent is very terrifying."