After get off work, I started speedrunning through the other world

Chapter 6 This game... is too simple

"...This...is not in line with the rules." The host wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and wanted to refuse.

For a duel arena, a highly popular duelist is an important bargaining chip to ensure the audience is attracted, and cannot die easily.

However.

"Let them fight!" In the audience, an elegantly dressed woman shouted with a blushing face, regardless of her image.

"Whoever wins, I will pay 10,000 gold coins tonight and take it home for dinner!"

"I'll offer you one hundred thousand gold coins!" A strong red-haired man also shouted excitedly, his eyes filled with intense anticipation.

The audience did not seem surprised by such an explosive statement, but many people shouted out high prices.

"It seems that everyone is looking forward to the battle between me and Grace." Ximu put the thick heavy sword on his shoulder, turned around and walked towards the duelist lounge.

"He will definitely agree to a duel between us."

"..." The host frowned and looked at Akhtar's back with a struggling expression on his face. Then he called a guard and asked him to contact the boss urgently.

What happened today was obviously unexpected.

after a while.

In the duelist rest area.

"Boss, I won't allow you to duel." Norma leaned against the wall and watched Ximu walk in. She knew the boss of the duel arena very well. He was a guy driven by money, like Akhtar and Ge. A popular duelist like Reese.

It will definitely be publicized in advance to attract as many viewers as possible, and the life and death of Akhtar and Grace will be used as a bet to attract gamblers to place their bets.

The momentum must be huge, and the duel should be as full of ritual as possible.

"Don't worry, I will definitely fight to the death with Grace today." Ximu sat on the old wooden chair and placed the heavy sword on the table.

"In the future, I may not continue to be a duelist."

"Ha...then there's no other way." A chuckle came from outside the door, and a young man wearing glasses and a suit walked in elegantly.

He pushed up his glasses and maintained a polite smirk.

"In order to make this money, we can only do urgent publicity. We hope that Sir Akhtar can give us some time."

"Before nine o'clock, I hope the duel will start." Ximu spoke concisely, and the man wearing glasses nodded readily when he heard the words.

"No problem, the duel will begin before nine o'clock." After saying that, he suddenly clapped his hands and saw several sexy women walking in.

"They'll help you pass the time."

"No, let them go." Ximu refused decisively. This game does not allow chaos. It is obviously unnecessary for them to stay in the same room with him.

It is better to seize the time to refine the magic power.

"Really?" The man pushed up his glasses and waved the woman who came in to leave. He observed Akhtar and said with a smile:

"There are very few people who can refuse this temptation. You are a true duellist. In order to win, you will not be moved even by beauty."

"Many capable duelists died because they wasted too much energy by messing around."

"You are very good."

Ximu didn't respond, closing his eyes and refining his magic power. He was just a gamer, but he didn't have the reserve of a duelist.

It's just that the game doesn't allow it.

The man looked at Ximu's cold look and became even more convinced that Ximu was a pure duelist.

"Then I won't disturb you in recuperating your energy." He turned and left, not even looking at Norma who was too nervous to speak.

He has never been interested in paying attention to low-class people.

"I didn't expect that the boss would come to see you in person." Norma patted her chest, looked at Ximu who closed his eyes to refine his magic power, and asked.

"Your Excellency Akhtar, will you win?" After saying this, she laughed at herself and shook her head. Those who can become astrologers will definitely win.

Although Grace is the uncrowned king among duelists, she is only a fighter who uses physical skills. Compared to duelists who are really good at using magic, their strength is completely different.

Wait...since Akhtar is bound to win.

Norma hurried out the door and anxiously placed her bet. This was an obvious opportunity to make money. If she missed it, she would regret it for the rest of her life.

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Time passes.

News about the duel between Akhtar, a newcomer with nineteen consecutive victories, and Grace, who has won every battle, quickly spread throughout the city and attracted a lot of attention.

The reason why people are attracted to it is duelists who use pure physical strength to duel with the purest technology.

Even before night came, the dueling arena was already packed with people.

In the auditorium.

"Are you the receptionist who received Akhtar yesterday?" An elegant woman looked at Norma beside her and asked without hesitation.

"How is he feeling?"

"Sorry, madam, Mr. Akhtar and I didn't do anything." Norma explained softly.

In this regard, the lady frowned slightly, not really believing what this commoner said, but Norma showed a sincere expression when she saw this.

"Mr. Akhtar doesn't have much interest in women. He only focuses on chasing power."

"Boss, in order to let Mr. Akhtar pass the time, he also found a few beautiful beauties, but Mr. Akhtar did not stay."

At this point, she said it like a joke.

"Maybe Mr. Akhtar still maintains a pure body and has never been taken away by anyone."

"Really?" The woman covered her face with a folding fan, her eyes revealing expectation, and she was too lazy to pay attention to the fierce fighting in the duel arena.

However, this conversation attracted the attention of others, and some bold ladies chatted with Norma.

The atmosphere gradually became hot.

...

...

The sky was dim.

After fighting and waiting again and again, the time finally arrived at nine o'clock, which was the duel between Akhtar and Grace.

"Sir Akhtar, duel..."

The notified guard pushed open the door and found that Akhtar, who was supposed to stay in the room, had disappeared. Only the discarded potion bottles on the ground could be seen.

"Did you go to the duel arena in advance?" He walked out of the room and looked in the direction of the duel arena. Sure enough, he saw Akhtar's back. He saw the man who had won 19 consecutive victories, drinking potions one by one, and throwing away the potion bottles he had drunk.

On the way to the duel, more than 20 bottles of potion were discarded.

This was not considered a violation, as long as they were not used during the duel. However, if a normal person drank so many potions, there would be great side effects, and he might die suddenly before the battle.

That man was willing to die for victory.

"Grace is good at close combat, very flexible, and extremely strong. He is an attribute monster used by the official to disgust novice players."

Ximu threw away the last bottle of potion in his hand and stepped into the duel. The light caught his eyes and made him squint slightly.

The cheers from the audience were like a tsunami, and the atmosphere of the entire duel was extremely agitated, but he did not have any fluctuations for this kind of attention.

It was nothing more than a group of NPCs acting as the atmosphere group.

On the opposite side, a strong man in shorts walked out. His dark skin was covered with incantations of unknown meaning, and every muscle was full of explosive power, as if it was twisted from steel bars.

This man is Grace, a man who has won every battle. Without any magic power, he has reached the pinnacle of the duel field with pure training and technology.

The sights of both sides overlapped into a line. Ximu and Grace smiled wildly at the same time, and both sides ran towards each other.

When the host saw this scene, he stopped shouting to start and began to run away in panic to avoid being killed.

Ximu held the heavy sword in his hand and threw it at Grace as if he was throwing a javelin.

The sword broke through the air like a galloping arrow.

"Bang!" Grace's black gold fist hit the side of the sword at a faster speed, causing the thrown sword to deviate.

However, Ximu seemed to have foreseen it and appeared in the direction where the sword deviated. He held the hilt with his hand, exerted force on his waist suddenly, and chopped down at Grace fiercely with the inertia of throwing the sword.

In terms of strength, he was still in the novice period and definitely had no way to fight against the attribute monsters set by the game official.

All that can be done is... use technology, and all the despicable means.

Winning, this is what players should consider.

"This... guy, seems to know my fighting habits very well." Grace pushed the ground with both feet, and the whole person pulled back, and the heavy sword under his command brushed his body.

The two sides pulled away and stared at each other at a distance of ten meters.

Grace raised his hand and touched his chest, and felt a warm touch. If he had not dodged in time, he might have been cut through the muscles and bones.

It's not as simple as just cutting through the skin.

"In the first fight, he got the advantage. Is Akhtar really a novice duelist?" Someone in the audience questioned.

In fact, from the audience's point of view, Akhtar's winning rate is not high. Whether it is combat experience, record, or physique, Grace has an overwhelming advantage.

Akhtar, who is only 1.8 meters tall, is as weak as a baby compared to Grace, who is nearly 3 meters tall.

However, the first person to gain the upper hand was the thinner Akhtar, not the stronger Grace.

"Perhaps it was because of the weapon." Someone explained it this way, otherwise it would be hard to explain why the once overwhelmingly powerful Grace fell into a disadvantage.

Although there were people who used weapons to face Grace before, they were also easily crushed by Grace.

"You... are very strong, stronger than me." Grace opened his arms, as if he was encompassing the world, and he stared at the man opposite.

"Unfortunately, you are weaker than me."

In terms of fighting skills and grasp of timing, it is obvious that the opponent is stronger. Although he only fought one round, he already understood the opponent's advantage.

And his advantage is a strong body, which is enough to withstand the slashing of ordinary weapons, crush granite with bare hands, and tear armor with his hands.

This is also the reason why he did not wear armor. The armor of ordinary strength cannot be stronger than his body defense.

Instead, it will affect his flexibility.

Then, it was clear how to fight next. Take advantage of your own strength, look for opportunities to seize the opponent's flaws, and end the battle in one go.

Before that, you must pay attention to defense and avoidance.

And Ximu seemed to have seen through the opponent's thoughts, and immediately changed the strategy of the battle, kneeling down, holding the heavy sword in his hand tightly, and slashing with the inertia of the heavy sword.

Grace took a step back with a powerful chop, avoiding the incoming knife, and grabbed Ximu with the advantage of a longer arm.

The advantages and disadvantages of both sides were obvious. As long as he found an opportunity to grab, the opponent's skills would be useless, and he could crush people to death with his strong grip.

Ximu seemed to have expected this, and quickly squatted down, grabbed a handful of sand on the ground, and threw it at Grace's face.

This is a technique used by children in a fight.

However, it was unexpectedly effective.

Grace instinctively took a step back. He didn't want to be blinded by the gravel, which would cause him to lose sight.

And losing sight is very deadly.

At this moment, Ximu actually gave up holding the heavy sword in his hand, rushed into Grace's arms, and punched hard.

Theoretically, he must use the power of the weapon to have a chance to defeat Grace, otherwise he would not have any chance of winning if he competed with physical strength.

However

"Bang!" Grace's eyes widened. The fist that hit his abdomen was as powerful as a cannonball, directly knocking his nearly three-meter body into the air, like a folded chopstick, flying backwards.

Even with the thick muscle protection, he felt a cramp in his abdomen, as if his intestines were about to break.

Indeed, in terms of pure strength, Ximu could not compete with a monster like Grace, unless he had enough time to level up.

But there was no way out. With the freedom of the open game Mysterious Gate, as long as he was prepared in advance, even a mortal could kill a powerful magician.

And he drank a lot of magic potions in advance to temporarily improve his own attributes, plus his multi-round training skills, enough to throw a painful punch to Grace.

But this was not enough to defeat Grace, a monster.

Hand, holding the thick sword again, Ximu rushed towards Grace again, using inertia to chop out a powerful and heavy knife again.

Instead of taking the blow head-on, Grace cautiously chose to temporarily avoid it, delaying and waiting for his condition to improve slightly. However, just as he was retreating.

Ximu had already thrown the thick sword again, and rushed towards Grace's chest.

Who should I hide from?

This thought came to Grace's mind, but his body took the lead in reacting and avoided the thick sword that arrived first.

Ximu, who followed closely, also approached Grace and hit Grace's side with the hardest elbow.

Then he jumped up, grabbed Grace's head, and hit Grace's throat with his knee. At the moment when Grace's breathing stagnated and his eyes turned white.

He suddenly exerted force on his waist, and jumped behind Grace as if he was jumping high. He reached out and grabbed the thick sword on the ground.

Turning around, the sword choked down heavily, and blood gushed out with the feedback of the blade cutting muscles and bones.

Ximu was stained with blood, looking at Grace who fell to the ground. He knew Grace's fighting habits too well, and even made a strategy video to teach novices how to quickly defeat Grace, a monster with attributes.

And at this moment.

[Host...you...experience has increased, have you started to contact witches? ] The system exclaimed.

In response, Ximu just picked his ears and didn't care about the sudden noise in his ears. Anyway, it was nothing more than the upgrade prompt sound of the game system, and the achievement acquisition.

Even if he didn't listen to this thing, he knew it well.