Standing next to the 'Competition Master' in the arena for a long time, Zhang Qi, who had already entered once, did not choose to enter again for a long time.
If he was just playing games, he would have said nothing, but now...
To be honest, Zhang Qi was also afraid of pain. He had just entered the arena excitedly. Although there was no real sword competition, he could still join the practice competition and earn some money.
Thinking about his past game skills, Zhang Qi was full of confidence, but as soon as Zhen entered, reality gave him a blow in the head.
It was really painful to hit people with those wooden sticks, wooden swords, and wooden knives. Zhang Qi was already unbearable after being hit by one, but when he endured the pain and swung the knife, those NPCs seemed to be fine, without any fluctuation in their expressions. continued to attack him.
At this time, Zhang Qicai understood how terrifying it was to "die without empty blood".
Fortunately, the rules of the game did not change. Zhang Qi, who was knocked down, instantly appeared next to the NPC in the arena, and the pain on his body disappeared.
Standing next to the 'Competition Master', Zhang Qi clenched his fists and felt a little frustrated. No matter how good his gaming skills were, he was still a novice in reality.
The pain from those wooden knives and wooden swords hitting his body was no less than the whipping he received when he first crossed over.
How can an otaku living in modern society bear this?
Others Zhang Qi didn't know, but he knew it himself. Whether it was luck or something, he had never been in a fight since he was a child, let alone been beaten. He was very protected by those who paid silently. good.
Somewhat frustrated.
Zhang Qi leaned on the railing next to the 'Competition Master' in the arena, watching the shirtless men fighting off the field.
Although there was no excitement in their battle, only mechanical shouting, Zhang Qi was fascinated by the 'fight to the death' attitude.
I don’t know how long I watched, but Zhang Qi, who was leaning on the railing, took a long breath, turned around, opened the interface again, and entered the arena!
Players.
When it comes to games, who can be more afraid of someone who refuses to admit defeat?
Doesn't it just hurt a little?
Anyway, if you can't do it to death, then do it to death!
Just him!
"kill!"
In the arena where there were only mechanical shouts besides the clash of wooden weapons, there was a cry of killing.
Zhang Qi, holding a long wooden knife in one hand, rushed towards a shirtless man who had just spawned.
Without any fighting skills, Zhang Qi slashed at the NPC's head.
There was no wailing, and the NPC responded with a blow to Zhang Qi, sweeping over with the long stick in his hand.
Zhang Qi had already been prepared. He had been watching these NPCs on the stage for so long before. Naturally, he knew that after a blow, there would be a counterattack.
Although Zhang Qi can never defeat these NPCs head-on, he also has his own advantages, and that is flexibility!
A donkey cannot roll.
Zhang Qi squatted down directly, and the whistling sound brought by the long stick passed over his head. Before the NPC could continue to attack, Zhang Qi stabbed the NPC's crotch from bottom to top with another knife.
With a swipe, the NPC in front of Zhang Qi disappeared, and the 'defeat number' from his perspective became 1.
Before he could be happy, the sound of weapons whistling appeared behind him again.
Zhang Qi lay down directly, rolled two rollers and quickly got up.
A lazy donkey is self-taught.
The wooden knife struck the attacker's chest and chin, and then nothing happened.
Appearing next to the 'Contest Master' again, Zhang Qi was not depressed at all this time. He found fun, which came from the fun of violence deep in his soul.
Enter!
Fight!
Zhang Qi also wanted to understand that now that he was living in a war-torn world, those people in the past would no longer stand up to protect him. He had to learn to protect himself.
And these 'will-not-die' NPCs in the arena are the best teachers!
"kill!"
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boom--
There was a muffled sound.
A two-handed sword warrior in front of Zhang Qi fell to the ground.
A beat number jumps in front of you +1
His defeat count came to 20.
"I got 60 dinars!"
Zhang Qi put on an attacking stance and stared at the NPCs who were still fighting in the field and cheered.
His eyes were sharp, no longer as innocent as before. Now his eyes were like an eagle's, full of evil aura.
This is already his 21st day in the arena, and 21 hours have passed in real time.
During these 21 days, Zhang Qi would enter the arena as long as he had physical strength. He didn't care about anything else. What he wanted to do was to strengthen himself first.
Hard work paid off, and now he had sufficient experience in fighting.
No one can fail to learn something from 21 days of high-intensity life and death fighting, and Zhang Qi also learned it!
The battle in the arena is no different from the killing battle with real swords and guns. Those NPCs will not hold back, and the same goes for Zhang Qi. They all fight with the purpose of killing people.
"Twenty more! If you knock down twenty more, the bonus will rise to 260!"
"kill!"
Zhang Qi roared, threw away the two-handed sword in his hand, picked up a single sword, and rushed out.
The single sword was the weapon he used most, not only for the sake of appearance, but also for use in the outside world. Combining the memories in his mind, Zhang Qi roughly estimated that the current era of the outside world was in the 'Han-Hungarian period'.
So he thought that the best weapons to deal with the outside world were single swords and spears.
As for the shield....
Zhang Qi knows that without enough battlefield experience, using a shield will only make him die faster. He can't take out the blocking experience here now, it will kill people!
With a single sword slashing out, Zhang Qi suddenly appeared next to the two fighting NPCs, knocking one of them down with a blow to the neck, then ducked to avoid the chopping blade, bullied the other NPC, and stabbed him with the long knife in his hand. To his belly, crotch.
In his 21-day arena career, Zhang Qi not only learned how to kill people, he also learned how to find opportunities.
Zhang Qi jumped up to two defeats without any pause. He was the most active figure in the entire arena. He was here and there.
Time passes little by little.
"Who else!!"
Until the last NPC with a long stick fell in front of Zhang Qi, he raised his arms and raised his long knife high, roaring at the audience!
There were also warm cheers from the audience.
Although Zhang Qi knew that it was just a shout that triggered the mechanism, pride still surged in his heart.
The cheers didn't last long, and Zhang Qi was teleported back to the 'Competition Master' in the next moment.
260 dinars jumped into the purse, and his balance reached more than 1,500 dinars.
"Huh-nice!"
"Thank you, Lao Jin."
After spending 21 days together, Zhang Qi gave him the title of 'Competition Master'.
Lao Jin didn't reply and still stood coldly in the stands of the arena.
Knowing the nature of these NPCs, Zhang Qi didn't think anything of it, turned around, and left the arena.
He wanted to send some meat to Uncle and the others. Unlike Zhang Qi who had eaten meat for the past 21 days and his body and bones were much better than before, the uncle and the others in the outside world still ate those grass seeds and tubers.
Since he has inherited the emotion of 'Qi' and was saved by them, even if it is to repay his kindness, he will lead them to live well. If he wants to live well in this ancient society, it is natural to take good care of their bodies. necessary!
I spent more than 50 dinars to buy a piece of beef. Although the icon of the meat in the list is not very eye-catching, this piece of beef weighs more than 20 kilograms and is enough for one person to eat for several days.
He cut off about three kilograms of beef with a flying knife, then grabbed a handful of purchased salt, and left the world of riding and slashing.
