Stars in The Sky

The next morning, it was the official opening moment of the wrestling event.

The stadium, which can accommodate hundreds of thousands of people, is decorated with lights and lanterns. The terraced stands are stacked in layers, and the price of each seat has been fried to several times or even dozens of times. Many intelligent unmanned aerial vehicles (UAVs) suspended in the air record the pictures faithfully, and then broadcast them to the major star regions under the rule of the Empire in real time, so as to ensure that any competition against this kind of bloody competition can be guaranteed It can be seen by the people of the Empire who are interested.

In the martial law area on the top floor, there are hundreds of luxury boxes, and those who can have positions here are all influential figures in the Empire.

In Box 9, a man in plain clothes with a resolute face gazed calmly at the arena below. He looked no more than 40 years old. His hair was already growing between his temples, and his whole body was faintly majestic. It was as if an old lion king was inspecting his territory.

"Ling Shuai, the situation in the front line is not optimistic. If you stay here for a long time, the emperor's capital will be unhappy again..." One of his retinue whispered advice.

The casual man was silent for a few seconds, and then he began in a flat tone: "all of us are here. Let's finish watching the competition and then start. As for the front-line business, it can't be any worse. It's the same whether I'm here or not."

The retinue sighed and said nothing more.

In the stands on the edge of the court, Lin canghong and the other four prison bullies are close together, surrounded by a group of followers.

"Brother Lin, how many colorful heads have you brought this time?"

Next to a bald man in his thirties, he asked with a smile: "the continent on planet 34 that you lost to me last time, but my people found several rare minerals on it. The reserves are very good. Thank you for your generosity!"

Lin canghong looked at him with a slight squint: "why do you have to say something out of sight? They are all brothers of their own. What's the point of winning and losing? "

The bald man with the surname Hong said with a smile: "brother Lin is magnanimous. I have brought the ownership documents of a resource planet. All the important mineral producing areas on it have been proved. If brother Lin's team wins this time, the planet will be yours. How about it?"

"It's just that your people did not perform as well in the previous competitions. Do you have any good people to fight this time?"

Lin canghong had not yet spoken. A woman with cold eyes and a black dress said indifferently: "Hong Guixi, it was you who took the effort of your boss to basically clean up the aboriginal savage community on that planet, and turn it into a exploitable state. Now it's a gamble? You are willing! Do you think you can't lose at all, so you dare to be so big? "

Hong Guixi blinked: "elder sister perroca, I'm not playing tricks. We all know that the rules of the game here are obvious. Whoever wins or loses depends on his ability and luck. If one of you wins me, you can just take this planet. I won't have any nonsense."

Perroca sneered: "well, I happened to bring a document of ownership contract of a resource planet. I'll bet with you once. I hope you won't regret it then."

"Of course, of course, all of us have been friends for so many years, so we still need some credibility." Hong Guixi said with a smile.

Lin canghong gave him a meaningful glance and said nothing more.

……

The prisoners, who served as gladiators, were now concentrated in the underground space of the arena.

The area here is very large, almost the size of a military base. Tens of thousands of spaces are divided by thick high-strength alloy fences. Prisoners, slave fighters, and various alien ferocious animals transported from all over the country are temporarily detained here.

Qin Feng and others have enjoyed a very rich meal, at this time all sit in the designated room.

The atmosphere was oppressive and heavy, and no one spoke. For most of the people present, this was their last meal.

After entering the arena, it's up to God to decide whether to live or die. If you're not lucky enough to encounter a ferocious alien beast, you may want to drop a whole body.

Moredley, with a dignified look, came in with a group of guards to inspect the silent crowd. His tone was rarely gentle: "we will be on the stage soon. Although it's very dangerous, I hope everyone can play super well, and I promise that As long as they are brothers who can return safely, they can be promoted and reused! "

The words played a role. At last, a few prisoners' emotions were aroused, and some lights appeared in their numb eyes. The rest of the prisoners were still dead.

Moredley also no longer said what, this is the dying man, there is no need to waste too much expression, prisoners can expect to have dignity?

“…… What else do you want? "

Before leaving the room, moredley made a final routine.

"I want a good weapon, can I?"

Qin Feng, sitting in the corner, raised his hand and said.

"Well?"

Moredley turned his head in surprise and found that he was a handsome young man with red lips and white teeth. He could not help asking Wen Yan, "what weapons do you want?"According to the rules, gladiators can only choose the original cold weapons when they go on stage. Advanced equipment such as lightsabers, laser guns and particle guns can not be used, even gunpowder and firearms in the era of the planet can not be considered.

"Stick"

Qin Feng said briefly: "the material is hard enough, thick enough, and the weight is enough. It can't be less than two tons!"

Moredley laughed. "It's not a problem. I'll tell them to prepare it for you. By the way, what's your name?"

"Qin LAN."

"Good, I remember you, and if you come back with a win, I'll put you in a good position."

With that, moredley turned away.

A moment later, a team of armed and murderous guards came in. The leader ordered everyone to line up and go out to draw lots to get ready for the game.

The drawing of lots is not done by the prisoners themselves, but by the brains in the field scanning the identity information of all the people, and then matching them randomly. It is up to luck to decide what kind of opponent to assign.

On the weapon rack beside the court, there are various cold weapons such as swords, spears, swords and halberds, sticks, bows and crossbows, armor tower shields and other cold weapons. The materials and workmanship are all exquisite, and prisoners can choose at will.

Of course, compared with the weapons and equipment of the interstellar age, these things are no different from the stones in the hands of primitive people, especially when facing the ferocious and terrifying alien beasts, they are children's toys.

"Brother Qin LAN, this is the equipment you want. If it is not suitable, you can change it again."

A female guard pointed to the mobile pylon that had just been pushed over. There was a thick black stick on it, and it was equipped with a threaded non slip sheath.

Qin Feng took it up and tried it. It was found that the weight was more than three tons. When he waved it a few times, a palpitating low howling sound suddenly sounded in the air, bringing out the clear remains of the road.

The guards around the face slightly changed. How terrible is the physical fitness of this handsome boy to be able to wave such heavy weapons at high speed? Is his genetic index over 100?

"Good, that's it!" Qin Feng said with satisfaction.

Tens of seconds, the first round of draw results.

On the huge light screen, the first name is: Qin LAN, the opponent is the man under the hand of the prison bully Hong Guixi.

"Good luck."

Qin Feng laughs innocently and walks to the entrance of the arena with his stick.