With the words of the master of the trading pavilion.

One thousand contestants also all fell back to the "ground".

One of the contestants couldn't help but said, "So much time? Can't even recover?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he covered his mouth, wishing he could slap himself.

Isn't this exposing its shortness?

Many contestants stared at the man who exposed himself to be short, showing a smile of unknown meaning.

At this time, the surrounding space fluctuated.

A tall, fat man with a simple and honest smile appeared and said to everyone, "Congratulations to everyone who passed the preliminary round."

"Ah, agent."

"Lord Agent."

Most people came to say hello.

The agent is the middle and high-level people in the trading cabinet who will really appear in front of others.

In the Unlimited Trading Pavilion, the most common official personnel are "salesmen and shopping guides".

It is an artificial intelligence robot.

The other is a knight in black armor who appears occasionally to resolve disputes.

Similar to the role of a security guard.

Both belong to ordinary employees.

And as everyone knows, the middle-level person who appears in front of everyone and has certain authority is the agent in front of him.

The trading pavilion master does not count - today is the first time that the pavilion master has truly appeared in front of everyone.

How many agents are there, and who are they?

Also mysterious.

So far, a total of eight agents have appeared.

The agent in front of him can be regarded as a relatively active one, with the highest reputation.

Codenamed Q.

The exact meaning is unknown.

Cobot, who appeared in an illusion, looked at the group of contestants in front of him, and said with a smile: "Everyone passed the preliminary round, and the next is the real battle."

"Even if it's not a battle of life and death, there will inevitably be injuries."

"You are all treasures in every world, the proud of the sky, and indispensable people."

"The pavilion master does not want you to have any bad accidents in the trading pavilion."

While speaking, Cobot took out a trading order, a black card.

There are also golden patterns on it, and there is a small golden logo - Q on one corner.

The transaction orders in his hands shone brightly.

"Therefore, the pavilion master specially asked you to come here and give each of you 100 points of wealth. Before the game starts, you can buy some healing pills."

"Whether you use it during the game or after the game, it's up to you to decide."

Someone pondered for a while and began to ask: "You mean that the Trading Pavilion will not provide necessary rescue measures for the injured?"

"It's given now." Cobot smiled.

"…"

Well, anyway, I gave 100 points of wealth value, so that everyone can buy a medicine in advance.

"Then what if you are really beaten to death, and you are dying after the game?" Someone asked.

"That's why I hope everyone is prepared." Cobot said, "The Trading Pavilion will not sit by and watch the deaths of the wounded at least, but if you are prepared, you will be able to get better treatment."

After explaining the problem, Cobot quickly left.

Many contestants went to buy some medicine, and after taking it, they tried their best to recover.

It was difficult or easy to get through the preliminary round, and everyone wanted to go further.

A time of standard time passes quickly.

In the sky, nine arenas suddenly appeared, a total of 18 people flew up, two by two, and landed on the arena.

In addition, the "ocean area" that has been shrouded in fog for a long time also set off a sound of waves.

Many people "adjust their vision to see".

Impressively, a small island with two mountain peaks rose up in the sea.

In the small island, the jungle is dense, and the terrifying sound of beast roars can be heard.

The other two non-ring competitors appeared at the top of the mountain, looking at each other from afar.

At the same time, ten people in black robes with white faceless masks with only eyes and hollowed-out masks appeared among the contestants.

Needless to say, these people must be the referees of the game.

"Battle of life and death?"

As soon as the black-robed judge appeared, he questioned the contestants.

The voice was cold, with a feeling of life and death being bearish.

If you ask, you won't ask others whether it's a life-and-death battle or a normal game, but directly ask whether it's life and death.

With a sense of coldness.

Without exception, these contestants all chose the ordinary battle.

A bunch of people from different worlds.

Don't talk about hatred, even if you don't know each other, how can you choose the battle of life and death?

Even if there are a few lunatics and fighting madness, it is impossible for a person to choose the battle of life and death.

It needs to be agreed by both of them.

After confirming the game mode, all the black-robed men pulled up and flew to the heights 50 meters away from the ring.

It means the game has officially started.

In addition to having familiar people participating in the battle, most of the audience still watched from a distance, taking all the arenas into their eyes.

At that time, I will watch a special game according to the excitement of the game.

"Well, yes, yes, then you can sell the 'review' of the game and make another profit."

Bai Ye, who was hidden in the void, was very satisfied, and Nero beside him was speechless.

Play ten games simultaneously at a time, in addition to advancing the progress of the game.

More importantly, most people have limited energy, and it is impossible to "see all" ten games at the same time.

Not to mention, there's also a track game in the mix.

In this way, what if I miss a good match or a good shot?

It doesn't matter, after today's game is over, the trading cabinet will sell the "match review".

Just buy it and watch any game in its entirety from scratch, with absolutely no chance of missing a thing.

It’s okay to miss the live stream, take home the recap of the game.

Spectators watch the game.

The winning contestants have to watch the game even more.

Knowing yourself and knowing your enemy can help you win a hundred battles.

In a martial arts conference, there are business opportunities everywhere, and there is money to be made everywhere.

No wonder Bai Ye so generously sent one hundred thousand dollars to the contestants.

"Boss, are you about to enter the ranks where power and wealth are just a set of numbers?" Nero asked.

"It's still very early." Bai Ye said, "Using the scepter and mighty power requires spending power and wealth, improving and maintaining the trading cabinet requires power and wealth, and doing everything requires power and wealth. How can you say you have money?"

"…"

"Ah Lu, you may not believe it when you say it." Bai Ye stretched out his hand, and the phantom of the trading pavilion appeared in his hand, "This trading pavilion itself is formed by accumulating power and wealth little by little."

"I'm actually a poor man!"

"Remember, the value of power and wealth will never be more, there will only be vacancies."

"All right."

Nero felt that everyone's thinking mode was difficult to talk about.

While the two were talking, twenty contestants also started.

The first to act is not the players in the ring match, but the players in the two field matches.

The original positions of the two were on the top of the mountain, just looking at each other from a distance.

Since it was randomly turned into a field game, it would be too wasteful to not take advantage of the environment.

Unless you are extremely confident in your own strength and feel that you can crush the opponent, you will just shoot regardless.

Otherwise, they would definitely be like the two starters of the field match, escaping into the jungle below and waiting for an opportunity.

There shouldn't be a fierce battle between these two people for a while.

Most of the audience looked away.

The duel in the arena must be much simpler and rude.

After the initial temptation, some people have plans in their hearts, and they immediately start heavy.

In less than half a minute, a player was kicked out of the ring and became the first to be eliminated.

Although there was no serious injury, the man's face was extremely gloomy, as if water could drip.

In other words, it is precisely because he was not injured that it proves that he still has spare energy.

Being eliminated under such circumstances is actually much worse than exhausting all your strength and having no regrets.

The first winner was naturally very happy and raised his hands high.

Unfortunately, he disappeared without waiting for the cheers from the ring.

There were two new contestants on the ring.

The black-robed referee fell, or the question just now: "The battle of life and death?"

As time passed, the game was in full swing, and the night gradually fell.

There are only two arenas left in the sky.

It means that after these two games, today's game is officially over.

In the trading cabinet, it is naturally divided into day and night.

The white night is divided according to the 24 hours of the main world, half day and half black.

Most of the worlds are in a similar situation. At most, the time of day and night is slightly longer, and it may be a day when it reaches 15 standards.

The worlds that can produce civilized social systems are all relatively similar environments.

In the world of dead silence, it is extremely difficult to give birth to a civilized society, and each has its own "bad environment".

Soon, the penultimate game was also decided.

All eyes are naturally focused on the last game.

The two sides in this game, one side has a near-perfect appearance, long flowing golden hair, and pointy ears.

It's an elf - if it's gender, most people can't tell the difference.

The standard "Aneng can tell whether I am male or female".

However, this elf is not a elf that shoots around with a bow and arrow in the traditional sense.

The man's weapons are two pistols.

That's right ~lightnovelpub.net~ indeed two pistols.

But it is not an ordinary pistol. It seems to be some kind of energy weapon, which can fire "bullets" of ice and flame.

Shooting wildly, forcing the opponent to roll around on the ground, looking extremely embarrassed.

The elf's opponent is an ordinary human in appearance, or a relatively primitive kind.

Carrying a small round shield, holding a sword, wearing a medieval-style armor, rolling on the ground.

Occasionally tumbling can not open, just block the bullet with a round shield.

"The tumbling man is going to win," Nero whispered.

I don't know if the elf paid attention, but he could see it clearly - the distance between the two was constantly being narrowed.

The space in the ring is limited, and the elves have already retreated to the edge without knowing it.