The next day.
The Grand Colosseum was packed to capacity.
Above the center of the arena, there is a large square screen.
The ancient and weathered atmosphere combined with modern technology creates an even more charming effect.
The Grand Colosseum has two sections, north and south, for spectators and for contestants. The south side is for spectators, and the north side is for contestants.
All the teams are here, ready for battle.
"Dear audience and contestants, how are you?!"
On the isolated platform of the arena, the host, dressed in Spartan warrior attire, exuded passion.
"Good--!"
A series of sounds immediately echoed within the Grand Colosseum.
"Oh! I heard your shouts! Without further ado, I will announce the details of the preliminary round duel."
"Of course, how could Duel Tournament be so one-dimensional?!"
"I hereby announce that the duels between the two teams that faced off previously... will all be different!"
The host held the microphone and shouted to the sky.
"Ooh ooh ooh—!"
The sound of shouting rose again.
That's right! That's exactly the kind of competition they want to see!
Only different duels can get their adrenaline pumping and give them a good time!
"There are a total of 100 teams participating in this competition. Unfortunately, half of them will be leaving this arena today!"
"Duelists, give your all for the Glory of Duels!"
Jiang Junyi and Wan Qingyun led the Black and White Court to sit in the designated area.
Everyone was deeply impressed by Rocavalo's passion for the duel.
This kind of purity is rare and precious.
There was no behind-the-scenes manipulator, no hidden hand.
A fair and square duel based entirely on skill!
At this moment, the host's voice rang out again. "This year I will still see many familiar teams. Welcome back! Of course, there are also many new faces!"
"The next duel is— Rocavalo's True Man Roulette!"
"Each team selects its own players to compete against each other. Substitutions are allowed. The team that wins by three points wins the duel!"
"Next, we welcome the team— Night Crow!"
" Night Crow! Night Crow! Night Crow!"
A deafening roar of cheers erupted from the arena.
Clearly, this wasn't Night Crow's first time participating in Duel Tournament.
"And, the new team— Black and White Court!"
As the host finished speaking, the audience in the Grand Colosseum, though unaware of the Black and White Court, still politely applauded and cheered.
"Veteran versus rookie! What sparks will fly?! Let's wait and see! Both sides have five minutes to discuss their choices and enter the game!"
Jiang Junyi smiled when he heard about the opponent he was going to face. What a small world! They had to run into each other right at the start.
Fine, let's give them a taste of their own medicine first.
"We are discussing..." Jiang Junyi was about to speak.
Bun Brother stood up sleepily, yawned, and said, "No one can take this from me, right?"
"Uh..." Jiang Junyi blinked. "Okay, go ahead."
He couldn't even be bothered to think about the other two choices. I got up and picked one in a second. What's there to say?
Bun Brother, hands in his pockets, walked dejectedly towards the arena.
There are no steamed buns to eat here, so Bun Brother is a bit short of energy. On the other hand, his "luck" is in a bad way right now.
"Huh? Wait a minute, what did I just see? The Black and White Court only sent one person?! What's going on?"
The host gaped in disbelief.
The three fierce generals of Night Crow frowned upon seeing this; they had been underestimated.
Both sides stood still.
"Raise your hand if you are ready!"
All four of them raised their hands together.
"Now, let's welcome the 'real man' to the stage!"
As the host finished speaking, the tall wooden gates at both ends of the arena slowly rose.
Two enormous Golden Revolver slowly rolled out!
This moment ignited the entire audience!
"Ooh ooh ooh—!"
"The contestants will compete in the Rocavalo True Man Spinning Wheel competition on the field. The loser will be fired into the muzzle of our 'True Man' gun! And will receive the duel punishment!"
"Loser, you'd better be glad you're physically strong enough!"
The three fierce generals of Night Crow stared wide-eyed at the sight. Was it really that abstract?!
Bun Brother looked at the giant Golden Revolver with great interest. "That's interesting."
At that moment, a waitress dressed in a white Spartan-style dress came over carrying a tray, accompanied by staff members carrying wooden tables.
There was also a Golden Revolver on the plate, but it was the normal one.
The props were placed in front of both parties. The waitress smiled, inserted a bullet, and then slammed it down, causing the magazine to spin rapidly.
"Snap!"
Magazine returned to its original position.
The waitress put the revolver back and gestured with her hand.
The host's voice rang out. "Now we will flip a coin to decide who goes first."
"Flowers," Bun Brother said casually.
"A person," the Night Crow member said.
The waitress nodded and began to tossing a coin.
"Bite!"
The coin falls, heads!
"Alright! The Black and White Court will fire first. Although there's only one bullet and the chances of getting a bye are high, it's still... huh??"
Before the host could finish speaking, Bun Brother had already pressed a revolver to his temple and fired a shot.
"Clatter".
As expected, he received a bye.
Bun Brother put the revolver back on the plate, signaling the other side to start.
Night Crow Warrior 1, took a deep breath and picked up the revolver.
The reason we sent those three is because they are fearless and daring. This kind of thing can only be done if you're not afraid of death!
After taking a few deep breaths, the tough guy knew he had no intention of trying that damn revolver.
He slowly pressed the revolver against his temple and gritted his teeth.
"Snap!"
Empty.
The fierce general's face immediately lit up with joy.
He put the revolver down, still catching his breath.
"Clatter".
The revolver reappeared in front of him.
When the warrior looked up, Bun Brother had already fired his third shot.
He picked up the revolver; this was the fourth shot! The probability of being hit had greatly increased.
Cold sweat gradually trickled down General 1's forehead, his hands trembled slightly, and he slowly pressed the revolver to his temple.
"Hurry up, I'm getting impatient." Bun Brother said impatiently.
The warrior took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and pulled the trigger.
"Snap!"
null!
"Ooh ooh ooh—!"
Cheers erupted from the audience.
Now the pressure is on Bun Brother, a one-in-five chance!
Bun Brother sneered and snatched the revolver.
Do you think there's a 50/50 chance of getting shot?
No, it's 100% certain you won't get shot!
"Snap!"
Fierce General 1: Σ(°△°|||)
"Aaaaaah—! It's empty again! Black and White Court! Are you a monster?!"
The host's adrenaline was also soaring.
The valiant general picked up the revolver shakily, his lips trembling.
There are no cowards in the Grand Colosseum, and no tears are needed at the Rocavalo Roulette!
This time, the action was even more satisfying than the previous two, with a sudden yank of the trigger!
"Bang--!"
The bullet struck the temple of the Warrior 1, bursting open in a bright red burst—chili powder.
"Cough cough cough!"
The fierce general coughed violently.
"Please welcome this contestant to wait at the 'Real Man' section!"
Bun Brother stroked his chin, beckoned to the waitress, and whispered something in her ear.
The waitress then relayed these words to the host.
"Okay, the contestants from Black and White Court have raised some questions. My answer is that it is entirely within the rules. There have been similar games before."
"Fire several shots in succession, or load multiple bullets!"
"Doing this will give you the first move! This is a reward for the brave!"
Bun Brother smiled after the waitress readjusted the revolver.
Without saying a word, he grabbed a revolver and fired five shots into his temple.
Titans 2: (°ロ°)!
Empty, empty, still empty!
"My Mazefak?!"
In an instant, the cheers in the arena erupted like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami crashing!
Wonderful!
Bun Brother handed the revolver to Fierce General 2: "Here you go."
The fierce general 2 closed his eyes and swallowed.
"Bang!"
Another one went up.
Looking at Bun Brother's evil smile, Fierce General 3 felt a chill run down his spine.
What kind of monster is this?
Bun Brother held out his palm to the waitress. "I want five."
The waitress looked at Bun Brother in shock, but her hands didn't stop moving.
"Five! Five!"
The host went a little crazy.
The waitress turned the magazine, and it clicked back into place.
Bun Brother pressed the revolver against his temple, looked at the Night Crow's Warrior 3, and a smile curled at the corner of his mouth.
To the Warrior 3, that smile was nothing short of a devil's smile.
Bun Brother slowly pulled the trigger...
At that moment, the entire venue fell silent.
"Clatter".
The whole audience: (?Д?≡?Д?)
A tremendous cheer resounded throughout the entire arena!
No one expected the first duel to be so exciting, or that such a courageous man would appear!
"A generous gift from the Fake Crab! Black and White Court! Who exactly are you?!"