Ogre Warrior

"Someone temporarily moved it to Blue Star," Lin Yuan repeated in a low voice.

"What's the intention behind doing that?"

"To find some fun for themselves?"

"Who knows?" Luo Yushang's expression was devoid of emotion.

"Perhaps our battles are merely tools for entertainment in the eyes of the true 'big shots'."

"Then I'll have to perform well later," Lin Yuan raised an eyebrow.

"If some powerful individual takes a liking to me and I become a live-in son-in-law, wouldn't that save me ten thousand years of struggle?"

Luo Yushang heard this and showed a wry smile.

Well,

This guy's mentality is truly strong enough.

It's as if there's nothing he truly reveres.

Normal people, upon seeing the Blood Ring Arena, would surely think of the powerful individuals behind it,

Lament their own insignificance, and then develop the desire to become stronger.

But what was Lin Yuan thinking?

A woman three thousand years older can grant you a place among immortals.

Become a live-in son-in-law and save tens of thousands of years of struggle.

Is this a normal person's thought process?

The green-skinned goblin Dihaile stood at the entrance of the arena, holding a microphone.

"Open the gates, welcome the guests!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the rusty gates of the arena boomed open.

More than a dozen fully armed Ogres walked out from both sides of the gate.

Lin Yuan looked closely.

Goodness,

The lowest-level Ogre had already reached Level 50.

All of them were Third-Tier Elites.

This display of power deterred most Professionals.

"Damn, Level 50 Ogre Elite Warriors, that's too exaggerated."

"Last time it was just Level 40 Troll Headhunters, how did it become Level 50 Ogre Elite Warriors this time?"

Professionals who had never been here before were shocked.

Professionals who had been here before muttered to themselves,

Feeling that this Blood Ring Arena was somewhat different from before.

As soon as the arena gates opened, many Professionals wanted to enter, but were stopped by the Ogre Elite Warriors.

The reason was that they hadn't bought tickets.

Near the left side of the main entrance,

Three goblins in black suits with shrewd eyes sat in a row.

"Line up, tickets are required to enter the arena."

"One million for challengers, two hundred thousand for audience seats."

Professionals who had been here before knew the process and had already lined up.

Some Professionals complained that the tickets were too expensive and wanted to bargain.

As soon as an Ogre Elite Warrior stepped forward, these people immediately fell silent.

Blood Ring Arena

Difficulty: Nightmare

Challenge Level: LV18-LV25

This time, even the difficulty selection was omitted.

Only Nightmare was available.

Many Professionals, seeing that it was Nightmare difficulty, immediately decided not to go.

Those who could come here were basically elites from major guilds.

None of them were short on money.

But just because they weren't short on money didn't mean they were fools.

Why throw away money when they knew they couldn't win?

Professionals with insufficient strength left voluntarily, and some chose to buy audience tickets.

They wanted to observe the battles of geniuses.

When it was Lin Yuan's turn,

Lin Yuan reluctantly took out one million to buy a challenger ticket.

After entering the arena,

Lin Yuan secretly vowed: Having spent so much money to get in, this time he must bring back something valuable.

Otherwise, it would be a huge loss.

Arriving at the waiting area, Lin Yuan's gaze remained fixed on the main entrance.

From the beginning until now, at least eighteen hundred challengers had entered.

That's 1.8 billion, ah.

Adding the audience seats, the ticket money alone could bring in at least 2 billion.

This money is so damn easy to make!

Ten minutes later,

Basically, no more contestants entered.

Dihaile waved his hand, and the gate slammed shut.

Walking to the center of the arena,

After he stood still, the platform beneath Dihaile's feet slowly began to rise.

"Thank you all for coming to the Blood Ring Arena."

"First, let me introduce the rules of this competition."

"This competition is divided into Challenge Mode and Deathmatch Mode."

"Challenge Mode is team-based, fighting against the arena's excellent Gladiators. You will not die, protected by the arena rules."

"Winners will receive 1 piece of gold equipment, and rewards for consecutive challenge victories will be doubled."

"Challenge Mode does not allow one-time damage scrolls; all other items are unrestricted."

Dihaile's gaze swept around.

"As for Deathmatch Mode, it is also team-based, fighting against the arena's ace Gladiators."

"The victor lives, the loser dies."

"Of course, the rewards are also very generous, you know."

"Killing an ace Gladiator rewards one diamond-grade equipment."

"Consecutive victory rewards continue to double."

At this point, Dihaile's tone became very inciting.

"Strong individuals grow through blood and fire."

"Is it possible that you are the next strong individual?"

Many Professionals, spurred by Dihaile's words, got hot-headed and decided to choose Deathmatch Mode.

Most of those present were young people around 20 years old.

Who could stand having others suppress them?

"Deathmatch, it must be Deathmatch!"

A hothead stood up and had just shouted this,

When his Vice President immediately gave him a hard knock on the head.

"What deathmatch, if you want to die, go by yourself, don't drag your teammates down."

Where there's one, there's a second.

Is Deathmatch something ordinary people can choose?

Ace Gladiators,

To be called an ace, challengers must also have the potential of an ace.

It's true that everyone present is an elite,

But those who can be called aces are

Few and far between.

As the battle was about to begin, a number plate appeared on Lin Yuan's seat.

324

Representing Lin Yuan was ranked 324th.

This was a very late position.

However, this suited Lin Yuan's intentions perfectly.

If he were ranked earlier,

And directly blew up the arena, it wouldn't be fair to other Professionals.

Everyone bought tickets to get in,

It's not easy for anyone.

If other Professionals knew Lin Yuan's thoughts,

They would definitely reply, "You're a surprisingly good person."

Coincidentally, the first team to enter was the Sword Wielder Squad from the Dawn Sword Guild.

Captain Zhao Feng, holding a staff, led his team into the arena.

"I choose Challenge Mode."

Dihaile nodded, "Let the battle begin, please welcome our Gladiator."

The west gate of the arena opened.

An Ogre Warrior, three meters tall, carrying a spiked club in his right hand, slowly walked out.

Ogre Warrior (Third-Tier Elite)

Level: LV27

health points: 900,000

attack power: 12,000

defense: 6,000

Magic Resistance: 8%

Skill 1 (Smashing Strike): The Ogre Warrior swings its weapon for an area attack within a three-meter range in front of it, dealing 5,000 damage. Targets in the center area will be stunned for 2 seconds. cooldown: 12 seconds.

Skill 2 (Brutal Charge): Randomly selects a target to charge, dealing 2,000 damage to the hit target and knocking them to the edge of the arena. cooldown: 15 seconds.

Skill 3 (Furious Strike): Performs three consecutive attacks on the current target. cooldown: 20 seconds.

Skill 4 (Bloodlust): Attack speed increases by 50% when health points drop below 20%.

Seeing the Ogre's attributes, the Professionals present burst into an uproar.

"900,000 health points, 12,000 attack power!"

"These attributes are even stronger than a Nightmare difficulty BOSS!"

"And this is just an excellent-grade Gladiator, what must the attributes of an ace Gladiator be like!"

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