For some reason, even though it was only after six o'clock, the sky was extremely dark.

If it were normal, no one would dare to act outside except for the gangsters on the street, but today was different. Because of the arena competition, it was rare that the streets of Atdan were crowded with people.

"Everyone, our boss is kind today. Whoever wins will take away this top-quality spiritual stone on the spot!"

The host stood on the stage with an excited face, turned slightly sideways, revealing the blue spiritual stone with colored light behind him.

This was temporarily loaned out by Luo Yu because he had enough gimmicks for the group competition. Then he would have to charge a rental fee.

"oh--!"

Although people in this country don't know the value of spiritual stones, the auction house has released news that this thing is worth hundreds of millions. Even if you work for a lifetime, you may not have so much money.

Because there were so many participants, a melee was used in the first round. One hundred and twenty-eight people were selected for a one-on-one duel.

Why does it feel a little familiar?

With the host's order, the originally crowded streets disappeared and were replaced by slightly moist soil and warm sunshine.

This was naturally created by Luo Yu using an array, but it was not a teleportation array, but some kind of psychedelic array. You can refer to VR equipment for the specific principles.

Since none of the people present were ordinary people, this situation could only be attributed to a certain relic.

"Kill! The first drop of blood is mine!"

I don't know who shouted something, and the originally quiet crowd suddenly became restless.

As they fell one by one, there was no blood spattering everywhere, and the fallen corpses turned into little golden lights and disappeared.

The melee was chaotic and ended quickly. When there were only more than a hundred people left, Luo Yu snapped his fingers in the crowd, and the phantom formation dissipated, returning to the familiar street scene.

He did not participate in the ring competition, but held Anna's hand as a spectator. Unexpectedly, this gave him an unexpected gain.

"Okay, congratulations to our remaining contestants for making it to the second round."

Some people were so jealous that they even wanted to attack the host. Fortunately, the security of the auction house did a good job and subdued them easily.

"This life is really dangerous. I can't justify it without adding some money."

The host muttered softly, wiping his sweat and waving his hands to have the wooden box brought up.

"Then your opponents will be determined by drawing lots."

Because the people who had been subdued before were disqualified from the competition, the number originally prepared was a bit too much, and the number of people became an odd number, which meant that some people would get a bye.

"Excuse me, what should I do?"

After the draw was over, while others were still looking for their opponents, Allen weakly raised his hand, and the wooden sign No. 64 appeared in front of everyone.

"Let us congratulate this little brother for going straight to the third round!"

The host got excited and grabbed his hand, while the others looked envious.

"Please invite the first group to come on stage!"

Although there were many people in the previous melee, most people who did not participate had no idea what was going on, let alone those who participated. They were either taken away casually or accidentally killed in the chaos, without any gaming experience at all.

If you really want the effect of the program, you have to look at the one-on-one show.

The middle-aged man held two knives in his hand, one eye was wrapped in a black eyepatch, his clothes were in tatters, and there was water dripping at his feet as if he had just come out of the water.

"Don't worry, I won't let you feel any pain."

He licked the back of the knife in his right hand, with a sinister smile on his face. In other novels, he would never survive three chapters.

"Humph!"

Unlike this one-eyed man, his opponent was a man wearing armor who looked similar to the ancient soldiers on Earth. When faced with provocation, he just snorted and had sharp eyes.

Are those soldiers from the Eastern Empire?

Although it was the first time he saw it, Luo Yu was sure of it almost instantly, mainly because the dress was so familiar.

Sure enough, it still caught their attention.

The young man rubbed his chin. He knew before that the news of the release of top-quality spiritual stones would definitely attract the attention of this huge empire, and this was exactly what he wanted.

"Young man, go home and nurse!"

Black Eyepatch was the first to strike, with his two swords dancing vigorously in his hands. With a push from his feet, he rushed toward his opponent at extremely fast speeds.

The man holding the gun opposite raised the muzzle of the gun, slid to the right, and the gun in his hand swept out like lightning.

Black Eyepatch paused, and relying on his years of experience, he thrust his swords hard and changed direction in the air.

"it is good!"

Guns and knives intersected, and the sound of ping-ping-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pang-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pang-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-ping sound.

After a few rounds, the black eye mask was obviously exhausted, his brows were furrowed, his hands were shaking slightly, and drops of sweat fell to the ground.

"drink!"

He shouted loudly and flew his swords. There was a 'ping' sound, and the blade in his right hand broke.

"Accepted."

The man holding the gun hugged his fists and glanced in Luo Yu's direction before stepping off the stage, and met the young man's smiling eyes.

Black Eyepatch picked up half of the blade with a bit of frustration on his face. In this city, the law of survival of the fittest was clearly demonstrated.

If nothing else goes wrong, the man wielding the double swords should not be seen tomorrow.

Everyone knew this, and no one pitied him. In this place where he had too much time to take care of himself, not choosing to take a share of the pie was already the greatest kindness.

"The winner has been decided, now comes the second game!"

The host came to the stage to announce the curtain and trotted off quickly. It seemed that he was frightened.

In the second round, a fat man with an ax came on, naked to the waist and with a belly full of fat.

His opponent is a man wearing a gray robe, his entire face is hidden, making it difficult to see clearly.

"Get ready, start!"

Following the host's order, the fat man took the lead and appeared directly in front of the gray-robed man in a flash, and smashed the ax in his hand.

"So fast!"

The crowd of onlookers let out a cry of surprise. No one saw how he passed. For big people, speed has always been a disadvantage, but they didn't expect it to be so fast.

Seeing that the ax was about to fall, the fat man had a crazy smile on his face. What he liked most was the mixture of red and white liquid, which would give him a strange sense of accomplishment.

A few seconds passed, but the scene where everyone expected his brain to explode did not appear. Instead, the fat man suddenly covered his chest with pain on his face.

"Bang!" The ax hit the ring hard, and the fat man's huge body fell down with him.

Everyone's faces were filled with astonishment. The man in gray robe calmly retracted his unborn right hand and walked off the ring.

"Victory...the victory has been decided!"

The host seemed to have not recovered, he stammered, and then hurriedly ordered others to move the body off the stage.

Everyone was discussing how the man in gray robe did it, and some even discovered that the fat man was the bloody-handed butcher with a million-dollar reward on the wanted list.

It is said that he has killed hundreds of people, and every one of them died tragically. One can imagine how cruel this man is.

But he was actually killed today. For a moment, the identity of the man in gray robe became even more mysterious.

Luo Yu held Anna's hand and listened to the discussions of the people around him, with a smile flashing in his eyes.

Just when the man stopped his hand, he clearly saw a circle of tattoos on his wrist, which was exactly the same as the one on the prisoner captured in Teyvat.

It's not easy. After coming here for so long, I finally have clues about this group of people.

Originally I just wanted to catch a small fish, but I didn't expect Heavy Rain to be so eager to take the bait. This group competition was a great success!

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