Law of the Devil
Chapter 522 [I Want to Compete!] (2 in 1 long chapters ~)
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(Update today, two in one long chapters ~)
Chapter 503 [I Want to Compete!
Eight days before the New Year, the registration process for the First World Congress was finally declared closed.
From the time of the public announcement until now, a total of two and a half months, it has to be said that the time is shorter, for example, in some remote areas of the continent, even if we get the news of such competitions, the news comes and goes, and the samurai from those remote areas have to rush to Tidu to enter the competition, for fear that it will only take almost two months.
As a result, in the days following the announcement of registration on that day, a variety of samurai continued to arrive from the field, indignant at the missed registration time and shouting around the Knights' Association headquarters - which Dewey could ignore - directly letting the ISA soldiers drag these guys away.
As of the last day of registration, more than 4100 people had signed up for the First World Congress. Unfortunately... by the time of the real premiere, there were more than 600 fewer people coming to the competition... all of them disqualified because of “off-site factors”.
Some were killed or injured in fights and beatings during the Emperor's stay, others were grabbed by the Public Security Department, and others saw Emperor Du's masters gather in the cloud and think that he was not good enough, so he simply left quietly to avoid public embarrassment.
But Dewey doesn't care. Derond doesn't care. He's already made a lot of money anyway. So many consecutive "scriptures” have brought close to ten thousand gold coins of pure income to Delon, and each issue of the scriptures as soon as they are released is in short supply and demand, constantly stamped and reprinted, so that Delon counts the money for finger cramps.
And for more than two months, Dewey had already had the Knights' Association's headquarters renovated with a large square with a rounded, one-metre tall ring in the middle, about half the football stadium.
And the surrounding three-storey house, also urgently constructed the "observation deck” designed by Dewey, although it was a little rudimentary, only to tear down a wall facing the platform and install a railing. After careful segregation, however, the three-story VIP compartment reaches one hundred and sixteen - this compartment, Dewey, announced for sale according to the "ticket package” model, buying this compartment ticket, will be able to see the finals from the preliminary.
Meanwhile, news was released on the first day that the two best-situated compartments had been given to the Royal Family and the Church respectively, and that His Royal Highness the Regent and His Holiness the Pope were said to be present to watch the competition. As soon as this information is released, the remaining 100 + compartments will be immediately emptied by the royalty of Emperor Homen - this is a great opportunity to get in close contact with the royal family and the church!!
Even if it's as expensive as 3,000 gold coins, it's all sold out within three days. Just over a hundred compartments earn over 300,000 gold coins!
And the VIP seats in the building, more than 600, are also “ticket packages”, no retail. Seats priced at 300 gold coins per seat are also sold in just a few days.
Selling ticket prices on the 2nd and 3rd floors alone earned nearly 500,000 gold coins - looking at the numbers on the books, Dron was blushing and seemed so eager to kiss Dewey hard on the spot!
500,000 gold coins! This is 500000 gold coins!!
This Dewey is an imperially recognized golden finger! He really brings fortune wherever he goes!
As for the tickets on the first floor of the square... Dewey simply swings a fortune and sells them at the price of three copper plates per day - so cheap it surprises Deron a little, but Dewey smiles slightly afterwards: "The seats upstairs are for the money of the wealthy men of Didu! After all, emperors have gone through centuries of peacetime operations, and there are many rich people. But most of the audience in the square are ordinary citizens. For these citizens, a few copper plates are already a daily subsistence cost, and they cannot afford to spend more money to watch a lively event. So the price doesn't have to be too high, otherwise nobody will see it. ”
Nevertheless, thousands of tickets on the ground floor square are also selling fast. After all, several copper plates are a considerable expense to the civilian population, and many people are still watching… However, Dewey predicts that tickets will sell quickly when the game really begins.
It is calculated that the sale of ordinary watches on the ground floor alone would be sufficient to recover the cost of the remodeling of the venue.
On the second floor, on the third floor, the income of 500,000 gold coins, Dewey gave Drone 100,000, then took 100,000 by himself, the rest of the money waved, donated it all to the Imperial Treasury - such a move, to the great satisfaction of the Regent King, the finance minister came to the door that night to thank Dewey well, even proposed the intention to marry Dewey's brother and his own granddaughter in advance.
Dewey listened to a whisper: Gabriel is 14 years old! According to the customs of the Empire, forced is okay, but this old granddaughter is only 12 years old!! This is a crime!
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Because there are so many entrants, if you catch the right fight, two or two games, only the game won't be over until next spring!
So Dewey and Deron talked about it, Deron came out, and after three other judges had talked about it, they made the rules for the preliminaries! Let all the players draw lots and then group up every eight people - beat them up!
Eight men on the ring and still standing, the winner of this group!
This kind of suggestion was originally questioned. After all, it is a little too difficult for one person to win seven opponents at the same time! While it's easy for a good samurai to beat seven ordinary people one by one,... this is a samurai competition! If a Lv6 samurai encounters seven Lv5 samurai in a group, even if this Lv6 samurai is the strongest, he can't beat seven Lv5!
But Deron came up with Dewey's saying: "The game is not just about personal strength, it's about intelligence! Above the duel field, not only rely on the brute force of the individual, but also learn to use your mind! Hiding ourselves, preserving our strength, etc… The last champion we want to choose is a leader who can lead the Knights of Roland to glory, not a reckless man who can only be brutal. If you do encounter the situation you are talking about, then as the strongest person in the group, you are bound to be hostile to other players, then this player has to move his mind! ”
This persuasion persuaded the other three judgments.
Four days before New Year's Eve, the First World Martial Arts Convention officially begins!
During the preliminaries, the grand stage was divided into eight small pieces. On each small ring, there was a team fighting the match, and the time was only one incense! This column of incense burns out for about half an hour, and if one group never wins within half an hour, the whole group will be eliminated!
Though some are not fair... This inevitably leads to the emergence of so-called "death squads” that divide some of the more powerful players into the same squad, or fail to finish the game within the prescribed time frame, and the entire squad is eliminated… but Dewey's view of this is that there is no absolute fairness in the world! Sometimes, luck is a form of strength!
For example, the “World Cup” of Dewey's previous life was also a division, and the final champion, not necessarily defeating all the strong teams, could win the championship by defeating the opponents he drew... can you say that this is absolutely fair?
Anyway, in a lively and noisy review, the competition is officially underway!
Dewey had no game on day one, his preliminary team on day two. So he was happy to sit in the box on the third floor looking down at the players he killed.
Little Zach also brought a group of people sitting on the ground floor in the square closest to the ring table, and even set up a few tables where several of his men kept track of what was happening.
Because a few of today's preliminaries are popular players on the bet, as the head of this gambling group, Junior Zach is going to write down the results of the match and redeem them on a bet by bet basis, while changing the odds according to the winning result.
As a result, on the first day of the game, many gamblers lose!
Obviously, in these days, it seems impossible to measure strength by “knight level”!
In a group today, two popular betting targets are divided into one group, both of whom have a Grade 5 strength, an Intermediate Warrior, and both have the strength to fight, and after the draw, the two guys are divided into one group, causing a lot of gamblers to argue immediately. And the other six in the same group, all low-level warriors.
According to normal speculation, this group will probably turn into the final stand-alone result of two five-level guys.
But the result was unexpected by everyone!!
At the start of the game, the two 5th level guys were also very smart, and even at the beginning, they reached a tacit agreement between them, not to start with each other, but to form a very cooperative alliance with each other, planning to clean up the other low-level players on stage first! This prevents two of them from being surrounded by six other players because of the crane.
But what stunned all the audience here was that the two top five players came together to knock five players out of the ring, leaving only one seemingly thin young man on the stage… According to the information announced before the competition, the young man had only three levels of strength and was only twenty years old.
A third-level, 20-year-old young man faces a joint attack by two fifth-level masters… but with results.
In front of the public, this young man was dressed in a coarse grey coat, then he held an old sword and suddenly drank it loudly. There was a grey fighting spirit over the sword!
As a result, he broke a level 5 enemy and even retreated, splitting each other's sword! Then while the other guy was stunned, he flew up and kicked the other guy's heart and threw him straight down the ring!
The guy with the sword in his hand is already spitting blood, so when the young man's blade is on his throat, he simply raises his hands and admits to losing!
The whole place is so loud!
Then, amidst the cries of countless audiences under the stage, the young man stepped out of the ring and greeted the crowd with cheers. Even Dewey, standing in the box, stood up and smiled and applauded...
Of course he's happy! Two betting hotspots have been killed! Let his gambling group make a fortune!
“What's the young man's name?” Deron asked around, he looked at the young man under the stage, the guy was thin, tall, his hair was green, his face was very prominent, his eyes were firm, and at first glance he was a very strong young man.
Dragonfly flipped through the list of today's contestants and laughed, "Oh, here we go! His name is... Bick... what a strange name. ”
The first day of cold doors wasn't just this one. In another group of competitions, this group has a level 6 master, and this master is also a Holy Knight!!
The strength of a Six Holy Knight, which is absolutely free of half a dozen moisture! Everybody knows that! So in this group, people think the Holy Knight of Level Six is going to win —— no doubt, he's also a big hit in this group!
But as a result, a young man in his 20s with hair like straw, with a typical southern accent, wearing a white coarse cloth samurai robe, didn't even pull out his weapon, and at a speed that was almost glamorous, beat down his other opponents in a moment!
Finally, he easily dodged the Lv6 knight's sword and stuck it in front of him. He punched the Lv6 knight in the waist and directly shook him down the ring... What moved Dewey the most was that the Lv6 knight immediately fell down the ring and jumped up, looking unharmed!
What does that mean? It means the guy's got a good shot! He can easily control the power of his own hands!
It's not hard to beat down an enemy, it's hard to keep them from getting hurt! Keep your power within a certain range, that is, make the other party lose its resistance without harming the other party...
This kid is a master! Dewey immediately made the decision that his strength was at least above level seven!
“What's his name?” Dewey immediately asked Delon.
“Uh... his name is... another strange name, Kakarot, from... um, strange, the profile says he's from the Southern Swamp! It's a very dangerous place. ”
Dewey: “…”
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Another cold door creator of the day also has a name that makes Dewey's eyelids jump!
This guy in a group broke the legs of four fourth-level players and two third-level players with just a few faces, the last enemy scared himself off the stage... and this winner, the data shows that he is just a... first-level fighter!!!
Moreover, his information comes from a small village near the frozen forest in the north. He is 28 years old and his name is… Vegeta!!
Dewey rolled his eyes!
Bick Kakarot? Vegeta?
Fucking... it's the First World Martial Arts Convention!!
Dewey even wanted to shout at God: God, are you playing Dragonball for me? There are no Turtle Immortals! There's no Tianjin rice! There's no trunks!!
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Though those coincidental names depressed Dewey, he soon became happy.
why?
A few bets have been taken out, so his casino is naturally very profitable!
This evening, Dewey Beauty slept, while being asked to modify the odds and increase the odds of today's cold-blooded "Dragonball Threesome."
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The next day, the Knights Association competition venue, all the audiences were slightly full!! Even the tickets in the square are empty! Even on the streets outside the Knights' Association, a new professional group has emerged - ticket traders, commonly known as "yellow cows” - that has never existed on the Roland continent!
These guys walked around in the crowd mysteriously, and when they saw those who were frowned upon because they couldn't buy tickets, they sneaked up on them and whispered, “Brother, do you want tickets? It's Lord Tulip's game today! ”
Of course, Dewey knew nothing about it, and he did not know that he had brought a new professional group to the continent.
He is sitting in a player's lounge.
The playing field outside today is very lively, it is almost arguably a mountain of people, the square and observation deck are all crowded, the upstairs subtleties and the cabin are all empty seats.
Obviously… the reason why so many audiences are here today is in the name of the Duke of Tulip!
A lot of people are curious, this Magic Genius, whether he knows martial arts or not! Or how powerful his martial arts are!
When the game started, Dewey was the first of the eight players in the group to come to the ring, the whole game was thunderous!
A warm round of applause and cheer was heard on the observation deck, along with the screaming voices of many young girls.
And on the platform of the square, even some of the people who worship the Duke of Tulip put on a huge sign!
What kind of "tulip must win” is implicit.
And some crazy girls jump up and scream at Dewey on the stage: "Marry me, Duchess! I am beautiful, still a virgin!! ”
“Duchess, I will be your lover! My name is........."
“Duchess, you are so charming! I would give my life for you!! ”
The girls chirped, making Dewey sweat a lot.
And in the box, when Prince Chen saw this scene, he couldn't help but touch his chin and smile: "Hahahaha! Looks like the title of" First Love Saint "of our empire is finally worthy! Since the death of the last chief of the Lester family that year, the empire's first sacred position has been vacant. ”
The impatience of Prince Charlie sitting next to him, he wanted to see the teacher if he showed his hand.
Princess Karina looked down at the women screaming wildly at Dewey and revealed an uncovered aversion.
In a shouting cry, the race begins!
What surprised Dewey was that when the song rang, he was ready to fight and grabbed his long bow and looked at the seven opponents in front of him. According to common sense, you are the brightest person in the whole group, and you are sure to be the nail in everyone's eyes, and Dewey fears that these people will come together to besiege you first.
Results…
One second has passed... Ten seconds have passed... Thirty seconds have passed...
These guys look at each other
“Hey, I said you guys, did you come here to see the scenery? Do it!” Dewey's impatient.
Leaning on a few of Dewey's closest guys, he looked at Dewey with helplessness and suddenly one of them whispered: "Duchess! Please, just light a few moves and we'll jump out of the ring ourselves...”
“Yeah, yeah!” The others hurried to nod.
Dewey: “… you…"
The guy smiled: “You're welcome! What are we, how dare we fight you! ”
“Yeah, yeah!” The others nodded again!
Dewey immediately understood what was going on!
Turns out Dewey is the most dazzling player in this group... but as Duke of the Empire, who dares to fight him!
Though it is thought that the Duchess may not have any martial arts... but he is a Duchess!
How dare you cut off his sword? Punch him! Kick his leg?
Hmm, even if you win this game! Do you have a life to walk out of the Empire?
Even if the Duchess is merciful, and not in comparison with you, there are plenty of people in the Emperor who want to hug the thighs of the Tulip Duke! Without having to do it, the Duchess himself, a group of people will volunteer to “piss off” him!!
Win the game, win the prize?
You need to be alive to spend it!
Dewey couldn't help laughing... in good conscience, he really didn't have the slightest sense of deceit!!!
He thought of it here, he simply stopped talking to these people, his eyebrows shouted: “Stop talking nonsense! Fight!”
After that, Dewey took a step forward and just lifted his finger and snapped it onto the bowstring of the long bow... but he looked at Dewey lifting his finger, and the guy closest to him immediately looked happy and then screamed: “Wow!! ”
The voice dropped, this guy had already “screamed” and flew back and forth, falling directly under the ring!
Dewey's stuck! He glanced at him twice and couldn't stop crying. His subconscious waved: “Don't...”
But watching Dewey's "wave” move, the two people standing in front of him immediately glanced at each other, there was a very implicit “ah” two screams, one of them exaggerated shouting “What a great slap”!
After that, the two guys have “vacated” and landed heavily outside the ring!!
Dewey almost fainted, his teeth grinding, staring dead at the remaining opponents: “You guys! Do you want to fight or not? ”
“Little people don't dare!” Several people shook their heads and bowed their knees.
Dewey's pissed!
If you don't fight, I'll fight!
Thinking of this, he rushed forward, facing the two guys in front of him, lifting his legs and going to kick...
But Dewey's leg lifting motion only made it, the two guys had a happy face, then cried twice in pain, and flew straight out left and right...
Looking at the top of the ring, Dewey “cooked” five opponents for a moment, and it was already a long time ago!
And Prince Chen, sitting in the box, laughed and rolled in the chair. How intelligent he was, he instantly understood the subtleties of it, and his tears burst out laughing.
Dewey couldn't hold on to his face, and the voice underneath turned colorful, leaving his face blue and white for a while. He stares at the last two remaining opponents, looks at the guy on the left, and drinks, "You! That's you! Hit me! ”
“Little people don't dare!” The man took another two steps back.
“Hit me!” Dewey pushed forward.
“Don't you dare!” The man retreated again, looking frightened.
“Do you fight or not?” Dewey frowned angrily and pressed forward.
“The dwarf would never dare!!” This man is back again!
“If I let you hit me, you hit me!” Dewey pushed forward again.
“The dwarf is really not... ah!” The man had just said half of his body and backed off, but he stepped on an empty leg - turns out he backed off in a row and had already backed off to the ring. As this foot stomped, it suddenly fell to the ring.
Again... Dewey solved another opponent!
Dewey stood there, almost spitting blood out.
Thousands of audiences down the stage shouted angrily: "The Dark Curtain! Counterfeit!! Dark Curtain!! Fake race!! ”
More shouting “refund!! Refund!! ”
On the observation deck, the Regent had missed a laugh and even threw the cup outside the railing, holding his stomach and twitching his body.
And Dewey stood on the stage, looking at the last “opponent” left in front of him.
Dewey put up her anger and suddenly, in an extremely sweet tone, said softly to this guy: “You hit me, I won't blame you. ”
This man is about to cry out: “My lord, I wouldn't dare to kill you. ”
“I let you fight, what are you afraid of! ”
“I... I'm scared of everything!” The man's answer made Dewey's heart bleed.
“So, you come, you cut me a sword, I'll give you 10,000 gold coins! You kick me, I'll give you 20,000 gold coins! ”
The man cried his face: "My lord! The dwarf is willing to donate his entire family to the adult... please reach out and let me go down..."
Dewey said, “Do it quickly. If you do it, I'll make you a commanding officer! ”
The man finally stopped crying, and his face showed a certain resoluteness! Dewey, in his eyes, was so happy... that he was finally going to do it?
As a result... this guy suddenly yelled and pounced toward Dewey! Dewey stood in place, picking up the long bow and blocking it...
But this guy jumped far above Dewey's head! Jumped right over Dewey's head, then... pounced and fell under the ring!
I saw him struggle “hard” a few times and spit blood in his mouth! Looking at Dewey, he shouted: "Lord Duke, the God-fearing Gestapo! Wow, wow! The dwarf admires you! ”
After that, he was tall and “fainted”.
Dewey held a long bow, stiffened there, and watched this guy perform at the end of the day...
“I, I want to compete!!” Dewey looked up to heaven with a long sigh of sorrow.
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(Two in one long chapters sent ~
Okay, I admit I'm disgusting... It's the last few days of the month, everyone still has the monthly ticket, please throw it at me ~ ~)
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