Dick's battle with Fifth Gladiatorial Arena ended the fastest. In fact, after Vrykul effortlessly achieved his fifteenth consecutive victory, the remaining Gladiator all took the initiative to surrender on the first day.
This is not shameful, because that damn Edge of the Valarjar is really terrifying!
His Final Battle opponent was an experienced Hunter who could control Clefthoof, a cleft-hoofed bull that weighed more than a ton. As a result, he was killed by that Vrykul chopped it into three pieces with an axe. When he skillfully cut the fresh Clefthoof meat, which was still stained with blood, into slices and threw them to the audience, the rest of the people knew that they could never be the butcher's opponent.
The consequence of Vrykul's crazy behavior is that he is the first Gladiator to advance to Resurrection Match. He is very willing to continue playing, but the big guys no longer dare to let him go crazy anymore. Every Gladiatorial Arena must send out at least 4 Resurrection Match teams after two days. From the 5 teams selected by China Unicom on the Resurrection Match held on the third day, a total of 25 Team teams will enter Resurrection Match to compete for the final championship.
But if Vrykul, who blocks people from killing people and kills people, continues to go crazy, I'm afraid No. 5 Gladiatorial Arena won't even be able to form two teams in two days.
So Vrykul's bloody fighting exhibition match was forcibly stopped. Vrykul was not dissatisfied with this. He came here to promote Valarjar Renown, so he had only one goal., that's the champion! Moreover, the aroma of beef floated from No. 5 Gladiatorial Arena that day, and some unscrupulous guys even used the fire they carried with them to grill the large pieces of beef thrown to them by Vrykul.
Clefthoof meat, this is a rare delicacy.
However, after Vrykul wore the ribbon and left the field amidst the roaring cheers of the audience, the rest of the game was somewhat boring. Although Gladiator were very hard-working and the fight was fierce, with Vrykul's madness at the forefront, the game here was somewhat less interesting.
However, the audience was still very considerate. Anyway, they came all the way here just to watch those Gladiator slash each other wildly. No matter who slashed the weapon into the opponent's body, seeing the bloody scene would always make them happy. People's adrenaline is soaring, and they will cheer for Gladiator, but these Gladiator also know that after that Vrykul, they can no longer win the hearts of these audiences.
That guy and them... are not from the same world at all!
Dick was very interested in that Vrykul, but after that guy left the field, he seemed to have disappeared. In the end, Dick, who was a little depressed, could only leave No. 5 Gladiatorial Arena. At his current level, those Gladiator battles were almost like playing house with a child.
After the actual preliminaries are over, the gold dug out of the sand will shine its most brilliant light.
But just as Dick was wandering around aimlessly in Gladiatorial Arena, in No. 1 Gladiatorial Arena, a gladiatorial battle was going on that also made the audience shout wildly.
Maybe it was bad luck, maybe it was because of Fate. In short, both sides of this match were definitely real Gladiator who had the ability to enter Resurrection Match and even compete for the championship. As a result, they met on the first day of the preliminaries.
This is simply like Mars hitting the earth. A steady stream of people are attracted by this competition and enter No. 1 Gladiatorial Arena. It is no exaggeration to say that the place is now packed with people.
L Varian held two ferocious axes in his hands. He roared and collided with Black-armored Warrior in front of him. This guy was holding a Longsword that exuded Red Light. The blade was covered with the light of flames. The most surprising thing is that this guy is a Undead!
A Undead from Night Elf. Judging from the armor patterns on his body, this is at least the Warrior that fell in Battle of Mount Hyjal. That sword is very weird. Although L Varian can have the upper hand over Combat Techniques, four of his weapons have been destroyed. That sword is not a mortal weapon.
"Damn it! If only Gorehowl were here!"
The War Axe in the hands of the violent Gladiator was cut off. L Varian turned around lightly. Just before the sharp blade pierced his heart, he narrowly avoided the falling blade. The huge force carried by the blade opened up a terrible crack in the center of Gladiatorial Arena, burning blazingly. This scene shocked the audience in the auditorium and screamed loudly, but the next moment, Gladiator, who had lost his weapon, was like Dire Wolf looking for food. He jumped out of the flames with long strides, rushed up bravely, clenched his fists, and started to start a crazy confrontation with Night Elf and Undead.
At this distance, the sharp Longsword loses its effect.
And just when L Varian used Fist to suppress Night Elf's former Hero, his companion, the only crazy aggressive Archdruid in the world Broll·Bearhide, is wrapping its whole body in the giant bear form of Thorn Shield, ravaging another Night Elf Undead, that guy is holding a one-handed Longsword that is very similar to the Longsword held by his brother, but this sword emits a cold blue light.
Moreover, the faces of Night Elf Hero are also very similar. They are obviously brothers, and they use Twin Swords!
Facing Longsword who could inspire the power of Ice, Broll was not suppressed. This Druid, who was a secret before Half, was usually very similar to his companions. He talked about balance and nature all day long, but once he entered the fighting state, he looked like a crazy Madmen like L Varian.
In the last Dire Maul Gladiator Tournament, he was in a crazy state and cruelly tore his opponent into Fragments in Resurrection Match, and then aimed Claw at his companions, although he won that battle, Broll lost his Team, and was not accepted by others because of his evil deeds, so he could only become Lone Gladiator, and later Slave Master Rehgar recruited into this team.
No one was afraid of him going crazy and attacking his companions anymore, because his two companions were not easily knocked down and killed.
The giant bear transformed by Broll is very distinctive. The Claws is very long, and the ten sharp Claws are like ten daggers. It is said that this is due to the two leather Claws that Broll always carries with him. It is said that they are the magic weapons left over from War of the Ancients, which can enhance the power of Druid's transformation.
And Broll obviously knows the two guys in front of him, which can be heard from the sad and angry roars he makes from time to time.
The front-facing guys in the L Varian team completely suppressed the two Night Elf Undead offensives. This was the first time Undead was suppressed head-on since they came on the scene. Before L Varian came on the scene, more than 15 people had died under their swords.
As the awakened Undead, it must have its controller. On the edge of Gladiatorial Arena, a Undead Mage wearing a green robe is embarrassingly hiding from High Elf. Rogue, Valeera·Sanguinar's attacks, this Elf Rogue almost brought her agility to the extreme. She held two green curved Dagger in her hands, like daggers.
Every time she emerged from the shadows, she could immediately break through the magic shield around Necromancer, while the hazy guy could only rely on Teleportation to dodge the fatal attacks of Rogue.
He couldn't even lock onto the figure of Valeera. Every time the secret martial arts from the Sanguinar Family appeared on Gladiatorial Arena, the audience cheered loudly. In On Gladiatorial Arena, women are often weak, but now, an indifferent Elf, who is at least 9 points in both body and appearance, is so strong. Just this scene is enough to make the audience feel that the trip is worthwhile.
But Valeera is very anxious in her heart, because she knows very well that Undead's physical strength has almost no limits, and she is not afraid of injury. The pressure of L Varian and Bearhide The suppression is only temporary. After all, they are still Mortal. Once their physical strength is weakened, they can easily be counterattacked by the two Undeads. Therefore, the frontal battlefield looks fierce, but in fact she is the real winner here.
If this Necromancer cannot be dealt with as quickly as possible, once it is dragged into a war of attrition, it will be fatal for this Team!
Thinking of this, Varela's body sneaking in the shadows paused for a moment. She breathed a sigh of relief and took out a pair of exquisite and time-worn dice from her arms. It was a secret treasure of the Sangunar family. It was said to be a magic item made by the first Sun King Dathrema himself. It could give assassins the power to reverse their fate.
Of course, the opening conditions for this thing are also very strict. It requires sacrifices. After Valeera uses it, the remaining physical strength is only enough to launch an attack. If it cannot get the best of the 6 random status blessings, Valeera's adventure will be considered a failure.
However, High Elf Rogue can live happily in Gladiator for so long, which shows that in addition to being strong, she is also very lucky.
" Lord Dath'Remar bless you!"
Valeera Put his hands together, put the 6 magic dice in his hands, and then gently threw them into the sky. The next moment, the 6 dices shone with a brilliant and mysterious light in the air. This light directly dispersed Valeera's Stealth, but when Necromancer shot out Shadow Bolt with a sly smile, the 6 dice also fell into the hands of Valeera.
"666666"
Six six points appeared in Valeera's hand. The next moment, the magic dice disappeared in her hands. Then, six different rays of light appeared on her body. The six ultimate and most powerful buff states sealed in the dice appeared on the weak Valeera's body.
"Fate's Treasure""Bloodlust Attack""Brawl's Heart""Death's Black Sail""Precision Sight""Dark Shark Surge"
These six rays of light of different colors rendered Valeera as if Val'kyr had come into the world. Facing the Shadow Bolt and Valeera thrown by Necromancer didn't dodge at all. Dagger, which was held behind his hands, danced into a ball of Bladestorm in the air at a speed at least three times faster than the normal state, and cut the deadly Shadow Bolt into countless pieces.
Then when Necromancer was sluggish, Valeera's body, under the blessing of the almost devastating 6 Buff, split into countless afterimages in an instant, and rushed towards him along different trajectories. Necromancer let out a strange scream, but before he could teleport again, the crazy sharp blade Storm lit up on his magic shield.
The originally tough shield could not survive even a second in the hands of Valeera who had blessed Supreme Anti-Magic State, and the next second, Necromancer's scream stopped abruptly. Valeera's swaying body appeared behind him, and Necromancer's body was divided into countless blood clots after a burst of shining bloody light, dyeing the entire ground red.
This brutal scene made the entire Arena speechless, but the next moment, even more crazy shouts sounded in vain.
"Valeera! I love you!"
"Valeera! Valeera!"
"Val'kyr! Val'kyr of Bloodlust!"
While screaming wildly, Ancient Elf Hero, who had completely lost their energy source, no longer resisted, and allowed Broken Sword in L Varian's hands and Claw in Bearhide's hands to penetrate into their bodies. At this moment, it slowly transformed into Ashes, and its soul like Wisp circled around L Varian and Bearhide twice before disappearing into Arena, which was covered with petals and ribbons.
L Varian walked forward quickly, held the exhausted Valeera in his arms, and then greeted the cheering audience from all directions, while Broll·Bearhide walked to him holding two Ice-Fire Divine Swords,
"You deserve it, L Varian! Take it, this is Hero's weapon, in Ten Thousand Years Ago, they have made countless Demon Strike Terror into Their Hearts, Shalamayne, Night Elf Divine Sword, it should have an owner worthy of him!"
L Varian glanced at the two tarnished Divine Sword in Broll's hand. Valeera also gently broke away from his arms. The black-haired fighter stretched out his hand and held Twin Swords in his hand. That Twin Swords struggled wildly in his hands, but as Blood Red and Rage surged out of L Varian's body, a few seconds later, two lights, one red and one blue, on Longsword lit up again, and then expanded rapidly.
L Varian raised the Twin Swords in his hand high, and the audience cheered even more enthusiastically, almost overturning the venue. Kael'thas, who had been sitting in the VIP seat watching the battle, couldn't help but stand up in this fiery atmosphere and cheered for the winner for the first time in his life.
Although this kind of action is a bit rude... but it surprisingly feels very good!
He did not forget to wave to the hooded figure on the other side of the auditorium. That was Shandris·Feathermoon, Tyrande's Adopted Daughter, Night Elf, Commander-in-Chief officer at Southern Kalimdor.