The girl gave her a silence order at the break of dawn. She was so full of questions that she couldn't ask her questions, so she had to turn her attention to the venue.
It's already dark now, and the temperature outside has dropped sharply. The arena is open-air, so it should be quite cold, but sitting in it, my whole body feels warm. The hundreds of torches on three walls alone don't have such heat.
I looked up at dawn and saw the huge white gauze hidden in the night sky, dotted with stars. This thing protects me from the sun during the day and the cold at night. It is indeed magical. Is there really an immortal master in the ghost house?
Looking at the arena opposite, the nets hanging on three sides are vaguely visible, and the high wall behind it is shining white, and it has not yet started.
Although the seating area was not full, the standing area behind was packed with onlookers, and the atmosphere was not bad.
Amidst the commotion, Dawn heard some discussions in the standing area and on the benches, as if the spectators were placing bets on different fighters and arguing about their winning or losing.
The contestant selected after the first round is naturally the best. It seems that another highlight of the monthly round is the betting.
Li Xiao couldn't help but glance at the girl next to him, and murmured in his heart, isn't she also a gambler?
But the girl looked very calm, which was incompatible with the heated atmosphere around her.
At dawn, he curiously looked at the bench under him. This bench was very long, and each bench could seat ten people. The seats were divided by vertical stripes. Only then did he notice that there were two rows of numbers "子" engraved in the stripes. Chou Yin Mao Chen..." Recalling the last time I was beaten for the first time, I almost understood the purpose of the numbers. I couldn't help but press one of the numbers with my hands, but there was no sound. It was obviously controlled by an agency.
However, there is a black porcelain spit pot placed under each seat, which looks a bit strange. Who has so much phlegm to spit? The rich are just pretentious.
Just as Dawn was looking left and right curiously, the surrounding torches suddenly went out at the same time, leaving only the arena as bright as day, and the originally noisy spectators fell silent.
Li Xiao's heart skipped a beat, and he was actually looking forward to it. Watching such a fight seemed a bit addictive.
As the eyes of the audience gathered together, a graceful figure was faintly visible on the side ladder of the arena. The song was already starting before the person appeared: "Last night at midnight, I clearly dreamed of it on the pillow. After talking for a long time, I still had a peach-shaped face, and I frequently lowered my eyebrows. I was half ashamed. Still half happy, wanting to leave but still clinging to it. When I wake up and realize it is a dream, I am extremely sad..."
The song was light and long-lasting, gentle and sad, and sung out the pain of a man and a woman meeting each other in a dream after parting.
Li Xiao, who was in love for the first time, heard his heartbeat slightly, and couldn't help but glance at the girl beside him, but she was sitting upright, not squinting, and unmoved.
There was another crisp gong sound, and the singer had already stood on the stage. Lin Qing'er, the courtesan who was attracting the attention of thousands of people, was dressed in a long crimson dress, with her temples pulled low, her face facing the sky, her moon-shaped eyebrows and bright eyes, as if she was walking charmingly in smoke. He glanced around with anger and joy, bent over and held his hands, and said: "Bless you all, I have wine today, and I will be drunk today. Tomorrow I will worry about things. The slave family has been entrusted by the ghost society to take charge of this monthly competition. Many of you, Support."
"That's good...it's best to always be Miss Lin..." The crowd of spectators responded enthusiastically. After all, just listening to the Oiran Lady's song was worth the tickets.
Po Xiao and the girl seemed to be the only two people who were drunk and I was awake. They sat quietly in their seats. The reason why Po Xiao did not follow the crowd was because most of his thoughts were on the girl next to him, guessing her. Why do you have to watch this fight?
The drum beat sounded, and Lin Qing'er made an elegant gesture: "I would like to invite Contestant No. A to the stage."
The appearance of the Moon Challengers is arranged in chronological order. Challenger A is the challenger from the first ten days of the month. This is a big man wearing a white warrior robe. He jumped onto the ring several feet high from the other side. It was a real jump. , instead of taking the wooden ladder, he jumped up from the ground and jumped up. He saw that he was a master of martial arts, which aroused the excitement of the whole house.
Li Xiao's eyes lit up. Gods and immortal masters were all illusory to him, but these knights and knights who came and went were the existence that he could see and touch.
Every young man has a dream of being in the world of martial arts in his heart, with ambitions in all directions, riding horses to the far reaches of the world, and enjoying grudges and grudges.
Breaking Dawn was no exception. He thought it would be better if he had a heroic companion to accompany him in the world. He couldn't help but glance at the girl again. Seeing her relaxed expression, he cheered, and he also cheered.
The drum beat suddenly stopped. Lin Qing'er first introduced the wonderful performance of Contestant No. A in the first round, and then said: "Dear judges, please choose a weapon for Contestant No. A!"
"Weapons?" Dawn paused. Wasn't it a waste of time to fight against each other in hand-to-hand combat? It seems that the rules have changed. No wonder Number A appears in a samurai robe. He only has to go shirtless when fighting for free.
But the white wall behind the arena was like a shadow puppet show, reflecting the six numbers "Zichou Yinmao Chensi", corresponding to six groups of characters: dagger, kitchen knife, axe, iron rod, long sword, and fist.
Lin Qing'er, who got off the ring, explained the rule changes on the side of the stage: "In order to increase the viewing pleasure of the fighting, the ghost club decided to introduce female fighters starting from the end. Considering that it is indecent for women to fight naked, Therefore, we have added weapon options. If the judges want to watch the fight go in vain, they can just choose their fists..."
Dawn was relieved, but the spectators in the venue had no reaction. It was obvious that they had known about the rule change, but the girl next to him was slightly shaken, and she seemed to have only just realized this.
I saw the spectators in the surrounding seating area lowering their heads and pressing something with their hands, and the dense piano sound sounded. At dawn, I remembered that I also had such a right tonight, so I pressed "Chou" conveniently, and it made a clear sound. When I pressed it again, there was no sound. Yes, the design is very exquisite.
The choice of weapons is the same as the choice of corpse demons, both are based on the one with the highest number of corresponding melodies.
As the sound of the piano ceased, the spectators' choices came to light. A dagger popped out from the front of the ring. Contestant A was stunned and frowned. It was obvious that daggers were not his specialty.
Lin Qing'er's voice came up again: "Judges, now it's up to you to decide the opponent of Contestant A."
At this time, the twelve numbers "Zi, Chou, Yin, Mao, Chen, Si, Wu, Wei, Shen, You, Xu, Hai" were reflected on the white wall. The corresponding characters were slightly different from those in Chu Lei, except The gender, length, and weight of the corpse demon are marked, and there is also an additional achievement.
Although there are only three players in the Yuelui, I don't know how many rounds it will take, so the number of corpse demons is enough, and it will be enough for four rounds.
But in the history of Yuelui, no fighter has ever reached the third round, because the opponents are all bloody corpses.
However, it used to be a waste of time to fight with bare hands, but now that there are weapon options, it has added variables.
Breaking Dawn suddenly realized that now gamblers can influence the outcome of the contestant, that is, life and death, through the choice of weapons and opponents, making the outcome favorable to the gamble.
This is unfair to the contestants, but there is no fairness in this world. Isn't life a big gamble?
The sound of the piano comes up again, and the opponent of the No. A champion is finally settled. It turns out to be the corpse demon who stood out in the first round last time. This is a very strong opponent.
It can be seen from this that the spectators did not win much by betting on Challenger A. First they chose an unsuitable weapon, and then they chose a very strong opponent. They wanted him to lose or die!
At dawn, she suddenly felt that the girl's body was shaking slightly, as if she was a little excited, and she wondered in her heart, maybe she really made a bet.
