Chapter 42: Arthur Garen, the Tauren

Meng Lei didn't know that he didn't go to class. It had already been passed on to the head teacher. At this time, he had just finished training in the "Fire Dragon Collection" and was heading to the flame fighting field alone!

Tonight, he is finally going to have his first fight!

"Ding! Drops are detected, do you pick them up?"

"Ding! The fusion is successful, the host's physique +2!"

"Ding! Drops are detected, do you pick them up?"

"Ding! Successful fusion..."

This time, Meng Lei did not take the magic car as he did last time, but went there on foot. He had one afternoon to go to the martial arts arena, so there was no need to hurry!

Just take advantage of the time, stroll around the lively area and pick up attribute light groups!

Magic Tool Market, Slave Market, Magic Nucleus Market, Mercenary Hall, Warrior Academy...

Walking down the road, I have gained a lot. The effect is much better than that of meditation at night. The two attributes of physique and spiritual power have increased by more than 100 points, and the magic power reserve is slightly worse!

"Walking around in the academy can increase the magic power reserve!"

"And if you want to increase your physique, you still have to go outside!"

...

In the evening, the No. 20 Bronze Arena was already crowded with people!

As the Bronze Arena with the lowest specifications, the No. 20 Arena, no matter its size or decoration, is far from being on a par with the Flame Life and Death Stage, and even the tickets are much cheaper!

Therefore, most of the spectators who came to the Bronze Arena to watch the fight were petty bourgeoisie, such as petty aristocrats, small businessmen, rich peasants, etc. Because of this, the number of spectators was the largest!

The huge No. 20 arena is full of seats. The audience is eating melon seeds, drinking beer, bragging and farting. They are so happy. After a hard day, they got the best relief and release here!

"Boom thump-"

The sound of the three-way drum suddenly sounded, and the audience fell silent!

A dozen lights suddenly shone down, illuminating the arena below, and I saw a host in a dress standing on the stage, roaring loudly!

"Dear audience friends, good evening, welcome to the flame life and death stage, I am the host tonight..."

"Not much nonsense, let's use warm applause to invite the 2 fighters who will give you a wonderful battle tonight!"

"They are two-star bronze fighters - Bull Harrell!"

The host's voice was high-pitched and loud: "As we all know, Barbarian Harrell is a newcomer who only joined our flame fighting field last month, but he has a brilliant record. He has already fought 11 games and achieved 10 wins and 1 loss!"

"At present, Harrell has won five consecutive victories. As long as he wins his opponent tonight, he will achieve a great result of six consecutive victories and will be promoted to become a three-star fighter!"

"Let's welcome him on stage with warm applause!"

"Moo-"

The host's voice fell, and a high-pitched cow's cry suddenly sounded, and a strong man with a cow's head and a body as strong as a cow jumped onto the ring under the illumination of the lights!

At a height of 2.5 meters, the muscles are bulging, and the two horns on the head are dark and curved, exuding a cold light!

"Moo-"

Harrell puffed out his chest muscles and screamed in the sky!

"Bull!"

"Bull!"

"Bull!"

The audience at the scene was infected, waving their arms, giving out deafening cheers, the sound was earth-shattering, and the atmosphere was extremely exciting!

The host was very satisfied with the atmosphere of the scene, and when he pressed his hands, the cheers suddenly stopped: "Our other contestant is more mysterious, because he is also a rookie, and he just became a glorious fighter three days ago!

In other words, tonight is his first game, his debut! Are you disappointed? Just a rookie, who is the opponent of our bull Harrell? "

The audience nodded in unison and booed disappointed and disdainful. Newcomers have no human rights, let alone popularity.

They don't buy the newcomer's account!

"If you think so, everyone is very wrong!"

The host's voice was loud: "Although our player is a rookie, he is a rare alternative player in the entire flame fighting field, because..."

The host stretched his voice, and when the curiosity of the audience was raised, he shouted loudly: "He is a noble... magician!"

What?

magician?

The audience was silent at first, and then there was an uproar!

Mage Fighter?

So rare!

The audience's eyes were excited, and the disappointment in their eyes was replaced by curiosity and anticipation!

For those big nobles and high officials, ordinary magicians are nothing, but for these petty bourgeoisie and rich peasants, magicians are still very important!

In particular, the flame fighting field stipulates that only a fourth-level magician can become a fighter!

How rare is it for a fourth-level magician to show them a fight?

Moreover, magician fighters are extremely rare, and it is worth the ticket price to be fortunate enough to watch a magician fighter fight fiercely!

"Next, let us invite the honorable Master Mage-Master Arthur Garen with warm applause!"

"Crackling-"

In the dark corner, a dazzling thunder light suddenly exploded, and in the crisp explosion, a young man bathed in thunder and lightning strode onto the ring!

He was wearing a golden mask, so he couldn't see his face clearly, but the thunder and lightning wrapped around him made him extremely mysterious and majestic, completely in line with his identity as a magician!

"Magician!!!"

"Magician!!!"

"Magician!!!"

Seeing Arthur Galen's pretentious appearance, the audience suddenly climaxed, cheering as if they had been beaten with blood!

"First of all, let me announce the rules of the fight!"

"Our battle is a bloody battle of real confrontation. Only one side surrenders, admits defeat, falls into a coma, or dies, and the battle is over!"

"You two, are you listening?"

"clear!"

"Um!"

"Very good! Next, I will announce that the battle has officially started!"

"Shh-"

The whole place went quiet!

Countless eyes stared at the arena without blinking, full of anticipation!

At the same time, in a VIP box on the 20th Arena, Uno, the head of the Arena, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at Arthur Galen below with inexplicable eyes!

"The chief freshman of the Fire Dragon Academy of Magic went to the flame fighting field to be a fighter. What does this little guy want to do?"

Uno feels a little big headed, a little magic genius is nothing, but the magic is the Fire Dragon Magic Academy behind the genius!

If Meng Lei is folded here, it will be difficult to explain!

"Let's try his strength first!"

"It really doesn't work, we have to find a way to drive him away!"

...

"Magician! Hmph, you should surrender and admit defeat!"

Two long white mists spewed out of Harrell's nostrils, and a pair of bull's eyes the size of copper bells glared fiercely at Meng Ray: "Lest your little arms and legs be smashed into pieces by my old bull's punch!"

"Hehe, you can try!"

Meng Lei laughed lightly, with disdain on his face!

"Humph! Take a punch from my old cow!"

The bull roared, trampling on the arena with both feet, making a dull sound, as if a heavy tank rumbled over, and punched Meng Lei in the face!