The law enforcement captain led everyone to the inside of the mysterious hall. There was no coded number, only a corner with the word 'fight'.
"go in."
The law enforcement captain said, taking the lead in stepping into it.
Yaro paused for a moment, and when he saw Kenan Nabi and the other two law enforcement members following him without hesitation, he could only let go of his worries and follow them.
Feeling the pendant on his chest, Yaro secretly made up his mind.
'No matter what your plans are, I won't give you... or you any chance! "
The thing my mother gave me to protect myself - is about to open!
I want to see what it is that gives you the courage to fight to the death!
Thinking of this, Arrow's eyes flashed with frost, his dirty bound hands clung to the mud-covered hilt of the sword, and his tall and straight body was wearing damaged leather armor, exuding a murderous aura wantonly.
…
As soon as they passed the corner with the word "Dou", a loud shout suddenly sounded in their ears, mixed with a roar like a wild beast.
The figures that were fighting each other passed by quickly, and the scene in front of them gradually solidified.
This is a huge arena.
The surrounding seats connect from the lower level to the boundless edge of the sky.
On those seats, most of them only had swaying human-shaped lights and shadows. The endless human-shaped lights and shadows merged into one, becoming the light source of this huge arena. There were only tens of thousands of pale-faced young spectators in the circle around the arena.
Yaro looked carefully and immediately noticed a special badge on the clothes of a spectator.
That's the Owl Wizard Academy, the former medal logo!
With some suspicion in mind, Yaro looked around.
As expected, medals from different eras of the Owl Wizard Academy can be found on the damaged clothes of the surrounding spectators. From a distance to a close look, it can be used as a textbook for the academy's medal transformation.
The Owl Alpine Order when it was first founded, the Owl Parade Order during the Gubarro period, the Despair Bird Order during the period of disillusionment, the Shadow Bird Order during the Dark Ages...
The modern Medal of the Dark Slayer, the playful Medal of the Clown Bird, the Medal of the Ancient Sage...
Now, the Owl Jungle Medal is flying in front of two intertwined thorns.
A careful study of these medals could even produce a history book.
It can be seen from these medals that this strange space of "fighting" has a very long history in the Owl Wizard Academy, and it may even be the strange space collected by the founder of the academy.
Just when Yaro was checking their medals, a thick smoke suddenly appeared in the center of the arena, and a joking voice came from it.
"Come and see, who is our warrior today?"
Yaro turned around and saw an elegant young figure in a clown costume appearing in the center of the arena. He was wearing a formal black suit and a round top hat.
At this time, he took off his bowler hat, revealing his blue hair, and made a classic aristocratic gesture to the surrounding audience.
"Welcome to the Eternal Arena again!"
The voice of the clown in the suit was not loud, but for some reason, it sounded clearly in everyone's ears.
Yaro raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this voice.
It turned out to be a perfect modern Finn language, with the help of a mysterious and mysterious power, which translated his language perfectly.
Or is it that he is a real person in the outside world?
"Please let me go!"
"Lord Clown, please kill me!"
"Master Clown, let me out, and I'll give you back one hundred spectators right away. If not, I'll give you one thousand, ten thousand..."
"Go to hell, go to hell!"
…
Countless pleas resounded from the auditorium, mixed together, and all that could be heard was a roar.
The clown in a suit pretended to be listening, and then laughed cheerfully: "Listen, my lovely audience still likes me so much."
Seeing the violent reaction in the audience, Yaro carefully stared at the posture of the clown in the suit and had a rough guess in his mind.
He should be a part of this weird space, and it is even possible that he is the core of this arena.
It is unlikely to be a real person from the outside world.
"Now, let me see, who will be the warrior this time?"
The law enforcement captain took two steps forward, respectfully handed over his personal name card, and said respectfully: "Chief Referee, today is not a challenge of the dead, but these two people are going to start a fight to the death."
The clown in the suit glanced at the law enforcement captain's personal name card and shook his head regretfully, "A desperate fight between two children? Well, although it is not a feast, it can still be regarded as a comedy."
"Tell me, have you set any rules?"
The law enforcement captain pointed at the two men and began to introduce them.
"This intermediate apprentice's name is Kenan Nabi, and he is the initiator of the death battle."
"This junior apprentice's name is Yaro, and he is the recipient of a death duel."
"Since it is a death duel initiated by an intermediate apprentice, he is willing to accept two challenges to the regulations."
The clown in the suit clapped his hands. The smile in the clown costume looked particularly funny. "Okay, I understand. Those of you kids who are not my audience, please leave. This comedy show is about to begin."
In the sky above the arena, the faces of two people suddenly appeared, with their respective names above their faces.
Junior Sorcerer Apprentice-Yaro VS Intermediate Sorcerer Apprentice-Kenan Nabi.
Yaro squinted his eyes and looked at the huge portrait in the sky.
Hmm... Although I don’t know when the secret photo was taken, I am still so handsome!
The law enforcement captain and other law enforcement team members saluted together, then stepped back respectfully, and disappeared suddenly.
"Now we invite our lovely challenger, junior wizard apprentice—Yaro!"
"Come on!"
The clown in the suit roared exaggeratedly in a heart-rending tone, as if he was inviting some heavyweight.
Wow!
Inexplicable applause rang out from nowhere, mixed with strange roars, making the atmosphere even more lively.
At this time, Yaro suddenly discovered that the scenery around him had changed and turned into a narrow tunnel inexplicably. The tunnel behind was gradually shrinking, forcing him to move forward.
"Should we start?"
Yaro thought like this, adjusting his breathing, causing the muscles of the whole body to vibrate slightly, the heart to beat vigorously, speeding up the blood, and bringing sufficient nutrients to the whole body.
Then he walked out slowly.
"Oh oh oh!!!"
"Look! Our challenger, the fearless junior wizard apprentice - Yaro!"
"He's out!"
The clown in a suit's face, which was covered by thick powder, still had veins bulging out, and he was really screaming with all his strength, looking extremely devoted.
"It can be seen that his morale is very high and he is in very good condition. If you have ideas, you can start pressing for votes!"
"Will we win without fear of being challenged, or will the powerful mid-level apprentices win?"
"Okay, you can cast your valuable vote."
"Now, let's first ask our fearless challenger, what terrain he chose, and what are the two challenge regulations he proposed!"
