This lord is very scientific

Chapter 526 Tai Chi
The history of the arena is very short, almost the same as the history of the Great Deserted City.

But this does not prevent the arena from becoming a new fashion in Nasenge, especially in the Holy Life Alliance area.

There are countless ancient and savage races there, and someone brought the arena there, and immediately received unanimous praise.

Of course, the "someone" brought over was the person from the Scarlet Wilderness.

Not only copied a lot of rules, but also made something similar to the finals by the way.

In fact, apart from the Holy Life Alliance, many other areas have opened arenas.

This kind of trivial matter, and it is also beneficial to the people, no one jumped out to stop Lin Ke.

Therefore, the arenas were successfully opened all over the place.

Every year, each arena in Nassinger will select a final gladiator master, and then gather them in the wonders of the arena in the Great Wilderness Plane for the final competition.

Of course, this year is only the first year, and the rules may not be perfect.

However, the rules will become more and more perfect in the future.

Lin Ke entered here, and immediately felt the malice caused by the imperfect rules.

For example, his first enemy is an elephant man.

Looking at the nearly four-meter elephant man in front of him, Lin Ke felt a sense of oppression coming to his face.

Elephant Man: "Little one! I'm going to crush you!"

Lin Ke: "..."

Demons are banned in the arena, but he has a gecko bracelet, so he changed into another appearance.

Alias ​​"Sparta".

……

"This time, our confrontation is between Sparta from Azahn's territory and Artest from the Elephant Man tribe!"

The host's enthusiastic voice sounded, but there were very few responses from the audience.

This kind of first time to participate in the gladiatorial fight does not attract too many people to watch.

After all, even though they have a lot of punches, many of them are novices, so there is nothing to see.

But three consecutive victories or a total of more than a dozen wins are worth seeing, and those games are often full of seats.

However, there are also some people who look at novices.

They like to discover potential seeds from the novice wrestling, or simply watch, or sign.

Just looking at it, you will have a feeling of cultivation. Watching a newcomer grow into a gladiator master is a very fulfilling thing.

There are many uses of the contract, and there are many uses that can be said and cannot be said.

Thatcher was one such woman who loved nurturing.

She can patiently stay in the arena from opening in the morning to closing at night, and the place where she stays most is the novice arena.

She likes to look for potential stocks from novices, and then watch the novices grow all the way to become a gladiator master, and then give some help in the process, such as funds or others.

If this person is willing to be recruited by her during the process, then she will quickly lose interest in this person and find another new person.

So, as the widow of a nobleman, she inherited a large inheritance and didn't have to worry about money. Now she has a large number of gladiators under her command, and opened a small hall by the way. The money is gambling more and more.

Today, Thatcher came again.

She had heard that an Elephant Terran would come to the competition.

The Elephant Human Race is a good player in the arena. Of course, in another battlefield, the Elephant Human Race is also a good player.

Thinking of this, Thatcher blushed a little, but the next game has already started.

Thatcher quickly expelled some images from his mind, and looked intently at the field.

I saw that human-like gladiator stretched out his big fan-like hand towards the human in front of him, trying to pinch that human.

"I can't hold it."

Thatcher immediately judged.

Elephants are good in strength and crit, but their speed is weak.

The human body is smaller than the elephant human, but the speed and flexibility are not comparable to the elephant human.

Fighting the gladiators of the Elephant Human Race and the Rhinoceros Race, the small races here have even figured out a way of fighting.

Such as attacking knees, soles of feet, lower genitals, jumping on the back, etc.

Races such as civet cats, humans, and apes are all such good players.

Although the human race in front of her seemed tall and muscular, compared to the elephant human race, it must be very flexible.

What Thatcher wants to see now is whether this elephant-human race has any unique features against the enemy in the face of the petite race's dodge.

If it's just ordinary people who can only use their own brute force and talent, but have no wisdom or thinking at all, they are just ordinary elephant humans.

The Lava Duke said that wisdom is also the most powerful weapon of mankind.

However, the scene at the next moment made Thatcher's eyes widen.

I saw that the human race standing in front of the elephant human race did not dodge as everyone expected, but stretched out its hand towards the elephant human race.

This human race actually wants to head-on!

Except for some strong men who exercise their bodies, few people can really rely on the body of the forbidden demon to resist the power of the Elephant Human Race.

However, the human race put on a very strange posture.

The body is half squatting, the legs are bent, and the left and right hands draw mysterious traces in the air.

It's like stroking the back of a wild horse and then parting the mane on the horse's neck.

Left and right wild horses with separate manes?

Looking at this gesture, Thatcher flashed the name in his heart.

I saw that the big hand of the elephant man was slapped to the left by the human race.

Elephant Artest staggered and fell a few steps forward.

The human race took advantage of the situation and slapped the elephant man Artest on the face, and when the elephant man Artest was about to swing his big nose to whip the human race, the human race bent down and slashed the elephant human race's knee with a hand knife.

But the strength of the human race is indeed too weak. The elephant man Artest suffers from pain, but his figure remains unchanged.

He clenched his fleshy fists and slammed over again.

But the human race was still calm and calm, just stretched out his hand and patted lightly, the fist of the elephant Artest missed again, but the human race was unscathed.

"What a brilliant technique!" Thatcher's eyes were shocked.

The host's voice also rose, and he cast his gaze over for the first time.

He is a professional [host], he can transmit his voice to seven or eight scenes, and the same is true for his eyes.

Host multiple sessions at the same time!

But at this time, he originally only put 20.00% of his attention on the novice field, but now he has put [-]% of his attention into it.

"Snapped!"

"boom!"

"Snapped!"

"boom!"

The huge body of the human race was shaken from side to side like a large marionette.

The most important thing is that the human race didn't use much strength at all!
More strength is the strength of the Elephant Human Race itself!
Elephant Terran Artest either hit the ground or the shield, and finally even punched himself on the chin!
Thatcher stood up abruptly, with excitement in his eyes.

New style of play!

New fighting methods!

So smart!
(End of this chapter)