"Give way, give way. If you don't sign up, don't get stuck here!"
"Pay attention to order and line up to register!"
"Are you here to participate in the qualifiers too? I'll go, aren't you a life player?"
"Hmph, I'm just pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger. This time I have to reveal my identity."
"Let's try it out. Maybe we can be ranked as the boss. If we are ranked as the great Qiu Yu, hey, hey, it's worth it even if he is burned to death!"
"Almost done."
"I just want to get out of line and take revenge."
In front of the registration office in Isdalia, there was a sea of people and a lively atmosphere. Thousands of players lined up in a long queue.
Registration for the qualifiers is in full swing. The registration fee is not expensive. It only requires 50 silver Naels and 100 experience points. Even new players can afford it.
There are now 400,000 players in "Erezegai", and 100,000 of them actively participated in this event, bringing huge profits of 50,000 gold and 1 million experience points to the empire.
"These Starfallers are really crazy."
"That's right."
"Anyway, these Starfallers won't die, so just let them fight and let's have fun."
"I heard that dragon-blood nobles will participate in this competition."
"Oh? Then I have to take a closer look! See what these crazy people are capable of!"
"Hahaha, I wonder if they can make us happy!"
In the "Blood and Fire" tavern next to the Istalia Arena, a group of sturdy men looked at the team in the distance, raised their glasses, and drank happily.
They are all imperial gladiatorial enthusiasts.
The empire has released a large number of tickets for the qualifiers and knockout rounds, allowing the people of the empire other than players to participate in this event.
The Istalia Coliseum has been hosting gladiatorial competitions for a long time, and after several years of development, it has a group of regular spectators.
Gladiators were mainly composed of specially trained prisoners of war and death row prisoners. They fought in the gladiatorial arena with weapons such as shields and daggers, and even fought with lions, brown bears and other beasts to please the audience.
For the Imperial people, watching gladiatorial games is a "noble" entertainment. Due to the end of the Northland Unification War, many gladiators were former Northland nobles and officers.
Watching the once arrogant and aloof nobles fight for survival is undoubtedly a kind of enjoyment for many people of the empire who have low status in the old North.
Some people will even purchase qualifications to participate in the competition, sign a life and death certificate, and become a so-called "freedom gladiator."
Nowadays, the tickets for this grand gladiatorial match have also been snapped up by imperial gladiatorial enthusiasts, and have even been sold at sky-high prices.
People are well aware of the strength of these Starfallers and are looking forward to their various methods.
The preliminaries are not held in the Isdalia Arena, but in one hundred and fifty-four ordinary arenas scattered throughout the Ember Empire, lasting seven days.
One thousand players who pass the qualifiers will enter the final elimination round and show off their master style in the Istalia Arena. This is also the opportunity that many players dream of.
In the crowded queue, the players who were about to queue up in front of the registration desk had their hands trembling and their expressions were excited.
"From six o'clock in the morning to now, am I finally in line?"
The nickname above the player's head is clearly [Floating Life in Troubled Times]. He is a warrior player. He is in the champion warrior branch. He has also taken dragon vein potion, but the concentration is not very high.
Floating Worlds is not a beta player, nor has he joined a wealthy club.
But relying on the spirit of the Gan Emperor, he ate three meals a day in the game cabin, took on dozens of missions every day, and reached the upper limit of this version - level 8.
And his dream is to make a splash in the game, be spotted by those wealthy clubs, and become a true professional player.
Have you ever seen the Canyon of the Hill Giants at two in the morning? Have you ever seen the hazy hills at four in the morning?
I have seen all the troubled times! And they all completed the mission there!
He lowered his head, covered his eyes, and trembled:
"Hahaha, after countless trainings and countless battles, it's finally time for me to show off my skills! Masters from all walks of life, come here——"
"Are you really suffering from chuunibyou?"
Impatient urging came from behind, and the emotional confession of troubled times came to an abrupt end.
"Hurry up, don't block the road."
"That's right, there are thousands of people waiting behind you, why are you wasting everyone's time by yourself?"
"No, buddy, have you read too many novels?"
"Oh."
Troubled Times Fusheng put down the hands covering his face, adjusted his mood, and walked forward angrily.
"I want to sign up for the qualifiers."
He handed over fifty silver Naars and clicked the words "Agree to submit 100xp" on the panel.
The snake man of the empire showed a gentle smile as always. He accepted the silver coins, counted them quickly, and took out a bronze medal from the counter.
"Okay, please keep your competition voucher."
"Contestant No. 22054, please go to the first division located on the southwest outskirts of Isdalia to compete."
In troubled times, he accepted the bronze medal as if he had found a treasure. The slight displeasure of being interrupted just now was swept away, and he became excited again.
“It’s actually the first division!”
"22054, 22054, the more you pronounce this number, the easier it becomes for you! I am indeed the chosen one!"
"Let's go soon."
“We’ve already signed up, why are we still occupying the latrine and not shitting?”
Another impatient urging from the players came from behind.
This time, Huanshi Fusheng did not argue, but turned around and walked away, with a flash of determination in his eyes.
Hum, you are witnessing the birth of a legend!
Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, don’t bully young people into poverty!
I have experienced hardships that are unimaginable to ordinary people, and I have put in countless sweat and energy.
And the professional legend that belongs to me in troubled times starts from now, from this qualifier!
On the way to the qualifying venue, several familiar players walked towards me.
"I'll go, isn't this Emperor Yili?"
"Sure enough, he's here too!"
"Things are in troubled times! He's the man who took his liver to the hospital for three days and nights!"
Hearing the other party's "praise", Chaos Fusheng remained silent, trying hard to maintain the image of a serious master.
But he couldn't help but said: "Oh? You are also going to participate in the competition? Maybe I can compete with you later."
If the opponent is them, they may not need to expend too much energy to enter the knockout round.
Troubled Times Fusheng thought so.
The players shook their heads repeatedly, and the player with the ID [AAA Building Materials King Brother] at the front said: "We are all new players who only entered the game during the empire period. We are not as generous as you, so we won't go up and show our shame."
Luanshi Fusheng asked curiously: "Then why do you also want to go to the qualifying venue?"
Brother Wang of Building Materials laughed heartily and said: "Go and watch the game! There are many star players in the first division today!"
"Wait."
His voice paused and his tone was a little subtle.
"Fu Sheng, you're not going to compete today too, are you?"
"Yeah."
Luanshi Fusheng nodded, and then said in a firm tone: "No matter who the master is on the other side, I will block it with soldiers, and cover it with water and earth."
"Ah, okay, then I wish you success in advancing."
Brother Wang of Building Materials scratched his head and looked at the domineering figure left behind by the troubled times with a look of pity on his face.
Seeing the opponent walking away, the player next to him whispered: "Brother Wang, do you think Emperor Yili can advance?"
"His arrogance is not matched by many people in the entire server. Although he entered the trap a little late, it's not like he won't be able to enter the knockout round."
"Yes, or else he is the Emperor of Perseverance. The last time I saw him was in the ancient ruins. He can stay in that ghost place for a month." "Although Fu Sheng is a little bit weak, his physical strength is still very strong."< br>
"Yes, champion warrior is also a good profession among warriors."
The players were talking a lot.
Unexpectedly, Brother Wang of Building Materials shook his head with regret and said with great certainty: "You can't advance."
"Huh?"
"Why?"
"Can Emperor Perseverance not be able to advance? This is too outrageous."
Brother Wang of Building Materials looked at the grand arena in the distance and said solemnly: "Fu Sheng is indeed not weak, but what awaits him ahead is hell!"
A promotional leaflet for the qualifiers fell from the air, and the pictures and texts printed on it were particularly clear.
"The empire is glorious and heroes are vying for hegemony! The first division is officially open!"
"Today's star players: Steel Frenzy, Dawei Tianlong, I'm going to eat steamed buns"
The first competition area is an amphitheater composed of a three-story circular arcade. Its outer wall is 30 meters high and can accommodate tens of thousands of people. It looks magnificent.
This is a building modeled after the Coliseum of Istalia, only on a smaller scale.
At this time, the venue was already filled with people. The rows of seats were fully occupied. The players were cheering loudly, and there were also many natives of the empire watching and shouting.
Bells kept ringing, and gorgeous fireworks even bloomed over the venue.
"The flesh and blood are weak, the machine soars!"
"Brother Kuang Chao, come on! For Omnisiah!"
"The mighty Tianlong! The hope of the monk players, crush them all!"
"Will you win, Mantou? You will win, you will definitely win, don't stop traveling in one round!"
The qualifiers alone were already so lively, because there were many star players in today's qualifiers, and the tickets were sold at three times the original price.
"Is this a real game? There are so many people!"
"And this is the beginning of my undefeated legend! It is also the starting point of my career!"
Looking at the cheering crowd, Luanshi Fusheng felt his heart surge. He secretly vowed in his heart: "One day, I will let them all shout my name and cheer for me!"
He calmed down a little and wiped his long sword with sword-boosting oils such as "Sharpness Oil" and "Precision Oil".
This relatively rare quality [Sword of Chill] can inflict a certain amount of cold damage and can be called a civilian artifact.
This is a piece of equipment found in the tombs of nobles in troubled times. It killed many undead before getting it from the coffin.
He lowered his head and looked at his wrist, which was the [Mist Bracelet], which could cast the second-level spell [Misty Step], and was also a particularly powerful warrior equipment.
He worked as a slave in the Orc tribe in the north for a full month before he found an opportunity to steal it while the overseer was slacking off.
There is also the [Flying Feather Bow] on the back, which he obtained after killing several Anzeta giant eagles.
"I achieved this step by step and through all the hardships!"
"It's time for people to see the strength of warriors!"
As a warrior of the [Champion Warrior] branch, he focuses on developing pure physical abilities, honing them to perfection, and being able to use his "tide of action" ability to deliver continuous reinforced blows.
Coupled with the cold damage attached to the [Chill Sword] and the mobility granted by the [Mist Bracelet], he believed that no one could defeat him.
The tactics of Floating Times are very simple: first use the Lost Step to get close, and then use continuous strengthened heavy blows to directly finish the enemy.
The simpler the tactics, the more effective they are.
He once used this method to kill a mage from the North like chopping melons and vegetables on the battlefield.
Thinking of this, Chaos Fusheng's expression became more and more confident. He slowly closed his eyes and recalled every bit of his experience in "Erezege".
"No. 22054, troubled times."
"Who is this?"
"I seem to remember this name. Isn't it the Er Lengzi who went to the hospital for his own liver?"
"Hahaha, when you said that, I also remembered it."
The voice of the commentator echoed in the venue, and discussions were heard in the audience.
"Is it finally me?"
And Chaos Fusheng finally slowly opened his eyes, and a light seemed to flash in his pupils.
It's finally time for him to take the stage, and soon, all those taunts and insults will turn into nothing in the face of absolute strength.
Suddenly, a burst of enthusiastic cheers erupted in the arena.
"Here he comes!"
"Damn, he's so handsome!"
Chaos Fusheng was startled for a moment, then frowned slightly.
Are you cheering for me?
No, I haven't participated in the competition yet, so my reputation probably hasn't spread so widely yet.
So
Are they cheering for my opponent?
Could it be that my opponent this time is some famous professional player?
If he comes well, then let him be my first loser and the best starting point for my career! Let these guys who are just fishing for fame see their true strength!
Luanshi Fusheng sneered and couldn't help but look at the venue and the enemy he was about to defeat.
The next moment, he opened his mouth wide.
"What the hell"
"Contestant No. 00003, Steel Frenzy!"
Suddenly, the entire venue seemed to explode, boiling completely, especially those members of the Mechanicus who came specifically to watch the battle, their faces flushed with excitement.
"Brother Madness!"
"The flesh and blood are weak, the machine soars!"
"Ring the bell three times! Sing in unison to praise the God of all opportunities!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
The ground of the arena was shaking slightly, and bursts of dust were blown up.
I saw a tall and domineering humanoid armor standing on the ground, reflecting the luster of metal and casting a huge shadow in the sunlight.
The arcane lightning element cannon on his left arm emits dazzling lightning, and the force field shield on his right arm is like a city wall.
"Hahahaha!"
"In the name of the Sacred Binary - we, the Mechanicus, are determined to be the champion this time!"
And the half-dragon, half-human Steel Frenzy was in the transparent cockpit, waving to the audience with a wild smile.
As he pushed the joystick, bursts of smoke erupted from behind the armor, making a roaring sound.
But poor Luanshi Fusheng still stood there with his mouth open.
After a long time, he came back to his senses and was about to cry but had no tears.
"Wow!"
The previous tactical arrangements, physical distribution, and opponent analysis were all beaten to pieces by the opponent at this moment.
The Gundam-like arcane armor exudes the aura of money and technology, and is not in the same style as him at all.
The floating life in troubled times let out a shrill wail: "I'm so fucking stupid-" (End of Chapter)