Let you awaken the monster, will you awaken the ten ancient evils?

Chapter 41 The reason for entering the advanced arena is... I'm too lazy to queue! Garo's first fight!

"Hello, guest, please fill in your code name, age, level, and the match you want to participate in here."

The round-faced girl at the front desk of the gym handed Luo Ming a registration form.

Code name, Garo.

In the underground boxing ring, many people don't want to use their real names, so they will take a code name. Naturally, there are many people like Luo Ming who wear masks.

At least in this hall, Luo Ming saw many people wearing cats, dogs, snakes, black and white chickens, and various masks.

Age, 18, level bronze level 1.

The round-faced girl was slightly surprised when she saw this age.

He has such strength at such a young age. Could this be a young man from a big family who hides his identity to participate in the competition?

But Luo Ming was silent for a while and crossed out 18 again.

He wrote 28 years old again.

"Sorry, I suddenly forgot that I am already an old thing."

He scratched his head awkwardly.

After all, an eighteen-year-old bronze level is a bit too eye-catching.

"It's okay, sir, after all, men are always eighteen years old."

The round-faced girl said with a smile.

She patted her chest gently.

I was so scared, I really thought it was a young master from a big family, and the phone number was ready.

She silently put the note with the phone number written on it back into her pocket.

Leave it for the next goal.

"What does this match mean? Primary, intermediate and advanced?"

Luo Ming frowned and asked.

"Sir, our match is limited to a certain level. Only those below the sixth level of Black Iron can participate in the primary match, and the intermediate match is the second level of Bronze. According to your strength, you can get a good result in the intermediate match."

The girl explained.

However, Luo Ming turned his head and took a look.

There were many people queuing at the entrance of the primary and intermediate matches, and they were almost queuing to the door like a long dragon.

Only the advanced match was empty.

"What about the advanced field?"

"There is no limit in the advanced field. Anyone can participate. However, the mortality rate is very high. The highest one year even reached 70%!"

The round-faced girl explained.

"What does no limit mean? Can silver-level players participate?"

The girl shook her head.

"Sir, you are joking. Silver-level players are considered big shots in the entire Chen'an Technology. They will not participate in such a thankless competition. Their annual salary alone is more than 3 million."

Xinghaizhou is indeed a small place.

Here, silver-level players are already considered to be strong people at the upper-middle level.

After all, even the leader Mo Rutian is only at the gold level.

For example, Zheng Tao, the leader of the Blood Rock Holy Group who was killed by Ye Changan in seconds, is already a huge figure in Xinghaizhou.

Mo Rutian can't afford to offend him at all.

"No silver-level players, then I will participate in the advanced field."

Luo Ming smiled faintly.

"First... sir! Are you...are you serious!"

The girls were stunned.

Last year, the champion of the advanced field was a bronze-level ninth-order warrior, who killed all his opponents.

You are a bronze-level first-order warrior, and you want to participate in the advanced field?

An old man eating arsenic? Seeking death?

"Sir, the mortality rate in the advanced field is very high! The champion of the advanced field last year killed all his competitors from beginning to end! Sir, are you sure?"

"Didn't you sign a life and death agreement? Of course I am sure."

The round-faced girl was silent for a moment.

She handed the admission ticket to Luo Ming.

Since someone wanted to die, she had no choice.

"Sir, can you tell me why you want to participate in the advanced field?"

Just as Luo Ming was about to leave, she asked.

"Do you see the entrance to the primary field and the intermediate field?"

The round-faced girl nodded.

"There are too many people, I don't want to queue."

As she said that, she walked towards the empty entrance of the advanced field.

The round-faced girl was stunned.

Just because of this reason?

No, brother, you are just because of this reason?

After entering the dark intersection, Luo Ming walked for about three minutes.

Then a little light came in, followed by a roar like a tide.

After walking out of this passage, Luo Ming was already in a huge cage.

There were two huge cages on his left and right.

These cages could accommodate hundreds of people and stood in the field.

Above the two ends, there were groups of spectators, each with red faces and ears, roaring with great excitement.

On the top of the three cages, there were three huge electronic screens with names rolling on them.

Including Luo Ming, there were only 48 contestants in the advanced field.

There were nearly a thousand people in the primary field, and there were even many students inside, laughing and playing, looking like they were here to play.

The number of people in the intermediate field was obviously less, with only more than 300 people.

Ding!

At this moment, the rolling electronic screen paused.

There was Luo Ming's name on it.

The first match, Bronze 1st level, Garo VS Bronze 5th level, Onimian.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion or the truth.

Anyway, when the electronic sound sounded, the lively voices in the field seemed to suddenly stop for a second.

After a moment, a more intense roar broke out.

"Bronze Level 1 playing in a high-level arena? Are you kidding me!"

"Damn it! You dare to come to the high-level venue at the bronze level? Are you here to commit suicide!"

"If you can't think anymore, jump off the building. Don't come here to commit suicide!"

"What are the organizers doing! Will such a weakling let him come up?"

"Tell him to get lost! I don't even want to watch it! The first scene is so boring, you must be so stupid!"

Everyone yelled.

In a corner of the auditorium.

"Mo Qing, do you want to suppress him? I paid 100,000 yuan to Guimian."

A young man's figure appeared next to Lin Moqing.

Lin Moqing broke up with Wang Heng after she separated from Luo Ming.

However, it didn't take long for him to find a better boyfriend.

This boyfriend comes from a large family in the imperial capital, the Wang family.

Although he is a branch of the Wang family, he can be considered to have a strong background in Xinghai Prefecture.

"No, I don't want to press."

Lin Moqing shook her head.

"Come on, there is no suspense in this game. Although Ghost Face's level in the high-level arena is not high, he is a fifth-level bronze level player. He cannot lose no matter what. Although the odds are only ten to one, it is still It’s better than nothing, isn’t it?”

"How about you give me ten thousand yuan? If you win, you treat me to dinner. If you lose, it's mine."

Wang Zhe stepped forward and stopped Lin Moqing's shoulders.

Although the other party was somewhat resistant, he did not refuse.

Compared with the previous Wang Heng, although this Wang Zhe may be less talented, his background is stronger.

And Lin Moqing's father has always been eager to move up, so she can only rely on her to catch a rich son-in-law.

"Okay, then let's pay 10,000 yuan."

Lin Moqing nodded. Wang Zhe was right. If you don't make money, you would be a fool.

the other side.

"Suppress! Qingcheng! Suppress the ghost face! I directly suppressed half a million! Hahahaha!"

Ning Susu patted the huge thing on her chest, and the waves rolled one after another, making the men around her unable to move their eyes away.

"It's impossible to lose between Bronze Level 5 and Bronze Level 1! This game is a sure win! Make a good start first!"

However, Xia Qingcheng frowned.

According to normal thinking, this is indeed the case.

but……

A figure suddenly appeared in his mind.

That guy's strength cannot be measured by common sense. The tenth level black iron defeated the three heroes of the Wang family.

Since this tooth wolf dares to come to a high-end game, he must have something to rely on. The pressure of half a million in the first game seems to be too hasty and not wise.

"Susu, go and retreat. Listen to me. The Yalang pressure is 10,000, and the ghost face is 10,000. In the first round, let's make sure we are safe."

Xia Qingcheng said.

"Ah? It doesn't have to be like this, right? How can the fifth level of bronze lose to the tenth level of black iron?"

Ning Susu opened her mouth.

"Listen to me, have you forgotten Luo Ming? Since this fang wolf dares to come, he must have someone to rely on. You can get five hundred thousand as soon as you come up. It's too easy to capsize in the gutter."

Xia Qingcheng said.

"That's...ok."

Ning Susu thought for a while, she was stupid, but this best friend was very smart.

So she chose to believe Xia Qingcheng!

Moreover, what if it is a big upset?

You must know that the odds of this tooth wolf are one to ten!

If you win 10,000 yuan, it will be 100,000 yuan!