War Paradise

The sky was getting dark, and in the arena that was full of people just now, only Lin Chi and the instructor were left.

In the dry land underfoot, the temperature brought by sunlight still persists, and the air is full of a strong smell of blood. The poor man who was beheaded by the berserker before, still fell in the arena unattended, and the corpse was covered with a layer. Thin dust. The body of the lion that was also killed was covered with a piece of red cloth.

Seeing this "people are not as good as beasts" situation, Lin Chi couldn't help frowning slightly. Noting his expression, the instructor snorted and said:

"The loser deserves this end. Only the winner can win respect."

"Are you sure the gladiators can be respected?" Lin Chi stared down at the headless corpse: "The audience is just watching the **** performance of these beasts killing each other. No matter who wins, as long as there is enough blood in the arena, It makes no difference to them."

Hearing Lin Chi's remarks, the instructor shook his head and sighed: "Young man, you don't understand... When you chop off your opponent's head under the gaze of 90,000 people, everyone is shouting your name. , Your Majesty the young King stood up from the throne and nodded approvingly at you. That kind of situation..."

"Is it your previous experience?" Lin Chi looked at the middle-aged man in front of him.

"Haha, I am the first gladiator to gain freedom from this arena since the arena was built!" Speaking of this topic, the instructor raised his chest proudly, and his voice revealed a sense of heroism.

He fetched the key from the pocket of his robe, opened the shackles on Lin Chi's hand, then walked to the weapon rack in the corner of the arena, took off two one-meter-long wooden sticks, and threw one of them to Lin Chi, the other Hold it in your own hand.

"Are you going to fight me in this suit?" Lin Chi narrowed his eyes.

"Young man, you can't touch my body at all with your strength." The instructor standing five meters away held the handle of the stick in both hands, and ran the stick in front of him. It seemed that he had practiced some ancient swordsmanship. Looks like: "Come on, I'll let you do it first."

"Wait a minute, I've been sitting for too long, and my body is a bit weak."

While Lin Chi was talking nonsense, he opened the status bar to confirm his current attributes:

Role name: Countercurrent.

Domination points: 0.

Prestige: 0.

Kills: 0.

Strength: 15.

Agility: 13.

Stamina: 16.

Lucky: 13.

Since he assigned a lot of attribute points to the initial attribute value in the player’s personal skill tree, now every time he enters the game, the attribute value obtained is pretty good, at least there will be no single attribute less than 10 points. Sadly reminds the situation.

The skills he brought into the map this time are still the familiar "Saber Specialization" and "Titan's Grip", two panacea skills that can bring bonuses to melee attacks. But in addition, there is a strange skill below, the name is "Life Storage".

Life storage (special skills):

Some militant tribes of primitive people believe that when they kill others, their lives will be absorbed by themselves. The gladiators in the Colosseum also have this ability.

When you kill an enemy, the enemy's life will be merged into your body. Using the life of the deceased, various special effects will be randomly obtained, depending on the characteristics of the deceased.

If you do not use this part of life within five minutes, these lives will return to the underworld.

Current remaining life: 0.

"This is really too violent."-Primitive worshiper.

"Is there still such a skill?" Lin Chi sighed with emotion in his heart.

After checking the attributes, Lin Chi closed the status bar, and then he saw the broken wooden stick in his hand, and the item introduction also popped up:

Medium-sized wooden sticks.

Melee weapons.

Item level: Normal. No proficiency is required to use.

"It is said that many people have been spanked by similar things when they were young."

After reading the introduction of the wooden stick, Lin Chi tried to wave the wooden stick. With a power bonus of 15 points, the thing was swung to bring out the sound of the wind, and it felt as if there was no weight at all.

"Are you ready?" the instructor asked impatiently: "The old man has to go home to sleep."

"Okay." Lin Chi nodded: "Let's get started."

Before he finished his words, the instructor who was standing five meters away suddenly rushed up and shook the wooden stick to the right. The body seemed to be rotating with the stick under the action of inertia, bringing out a vague shadow.

Lin Chi recognized it at a glance. The skill used by the opponent is the exclusive skill for warriors that has appeared in many games: Whirlwind!

This skill is also called Blade Storm, and it also has the alias of "Big Windmill". Although I have seen similar scenes many times in other games, it is the first time that Lin Chi has seen someone use a stick to release this skill...

——Is that too stupid?

Although he was frantically complaining in his heart, facing the instructor who attacked like a mad gear, Lin Chi still retreated decisively to avoid the opponent's sharp edge, retreated to the round stone pillar behind him, and planned to have a detour with the opponent Tactics.

Even young people should feel dizzy after turning for so long. The instructor’s "big windmill" must not last long. When that guy is weak, he can do it himself!

Unsurprisingly, Lin Chi had just retreated to the side of the pillar when he saw the instructor slipped and staggered and almost fell. Taking advantage of this opportunity, he directly rushed up with the stick and hit the opponent's head!

"Innocent!"

The instructor roared a rollover against common sense, and swept it in a roundabout kick. The metal boots on his feet kicked heavily on Lin Chi's wooden stick, and his hands were numb. , The sticks are also directly removed.

Lin Chi didn't even have time to get out, the wooden stick in the opponent's hand was already on his throat!

"Young man, you can't do it..." The instructor put down the stick and sighed for a long time: "You can't get on the arena with this ability."

"I think you are too strong." Lin Chi told the truth.

Although his attributes this time are also very good, but the opponent's attack speed and strength can be said to have exceeded the scope of human beings. Relying on the body of this slave alone, even if the "limit state" is turned on, it is impossible to defeat such an opponent!

——What kind of monsters can fight in this arena?

Recalling the incredible strength of that stupid big guy in the afternoon game, Lin Chi suddenly became interested. It seems that this "Colosseum" map is not as simple as I thought before.

"Are all the gladiators in the arena as good as you?" he asked curiously.

"No." The instructor shook his head frustratedly: "I retired because I am getting older. These young people now... are several times better than me."