At the entrance of the arena, Deren supported his body with a shield, gasping for breath, his lungs were like blacksmith's bellows, desperately sucking and hoarse breath, and his whole body was shaking.

But at least, he was still standing...

Five steps away, the tall warrior holding a two-meter-long axe fell to the ground, lowered his head stiffly, looked at the one-handed sword with only the hilt of the sword left on his chest, and then fell into the dust with unwillingness to turn into a pool of sand... and the sand floated up again, flew more than ten meters away, and condensed into the appearance of a guard again.

The guard-like puppet nodded to Deren and gave way out of the door.

"I've passed?"

How much fatigue has been in the past half month, and this moment has turned into so many surprises. Daren's strength came from nowhere and he straightened his body straight!

Although the onlookers were still talking and buzzing, the components of the scene had obviously changed...Dalen glanced over and even saw several admiring and envious gazes! He was stunned for a moment, and then recognized that the masters of those gazes were also adventurers, and they all challenged the Sandman, but failed.

People who hit their heads against the wall again and again without looking back are naturally a joke, but those who can continue to move forward through the wall are enviable.

Daren no longer delayed, and was a little worried that the sand man would renege on his rebuffet, so he quickly trotted up.

When entering the door, the Sharen told him in a muffled voice that he would go in and register his personal information first, and then Jumo City would send a letter to the Adventurers Guild in the contestant's hometown to retrieve his resume!

After passing through a narrow corridor made of sand, walking for more than ten meters in the dim light of the torch, the eyes suddenly became clear! Daren entered the interior of the Sand Arena and finally saw the depth of this huge building.

So big!

The brunette boy couldn't think of a more advanced vocabulary to describe the shock of this moment... Originally, from the outside, although the Sand Arena occupies a wide area, its exterior walls are only fifteen meters high, which is similar to some double-storey arcades along the street, making people feel unstable, and it looks like a flat and round washbasin... But after entering the interior, he realized that he was outrageously wrong. This is much deeper than he imagined. The place he walked in was not the bottom floor of the arena, but just a passage in the upper half of the stands! There is a deeper space below, with layers of corridors and seats, which makes people dizzy looking down. The entire Arena is like the upper half of a giant hourglass!

Even at the bottom of the arena, the narrowest bottleneck of the "hourglass" is actually a small square with a diameter of four or five hundred meters.

Daren stopped in place and was shocked for a long time.

It was not until someone walked past him with a bang and patted his shoulder with his big hand. The brunette boy suddenly woke up and looked up, and found that he was a simple adventurer. He didn't seem to be from a noble family, but the giant axe behind him used a lot of materials, which undoubtedly revealed his identity as a warrior of light... This person looks twenty-five or six years old, much older than himself.

"Come in on the first day?" The man smiled and stretched out his hand, "I met, I passed the test three days ago and was also a civilian. My name is Arthur!"

"Dalen Boole." Daren politely fucked him, which was the unique way for the warrior to say hello.

"Three days ago, I was so shocked that I couldn't speak," Arthur smiled heartily, "It's worthy of being the Jumo City. I have never seen such a magnificent arena in my life! Even though I knew it was impossible to get a ranking, I stood here and imagined that there were thousands of spectators around me, cheering, and I couldn't help but feel excited and developed the ambition to win the championship!"

"It's impossible to get the ranking?" Daren scratched his head, "The competition hasn't started yet, how can we be so sure? At least, we are also the ones who successfully defeated the Sand Puppet..."

"It seems you haven't realized the essence of this competition yet." Arthur shrugged, "Are you thinking that the contestants of various major families are shortlisted with recommendation letters, while the contestants from civilians are struggling to fight against the sand people, so the average strength of civilian adventurers is definitely stronger than that of the children of aristocratic families?"

"Isn't it?" Daren really thought so. The Sand Puppet is a seven-star! So the shortlisted civilians will not be less than the seven-star strength, and the seven-stars before the age of 30 are considered geniuses in the ordinary sense...

"Natural." Arthur smiled and shook his head, "The resources that the nobles have are that ordinary people will never get in touch with in their entire lives. The alchemy potions we saved money for us may have drunk every day since we were young, as well as various magic circles and enchantments to help cultivate, and the counseling of the strong. The most important thing is that the nobles have certainly produced outstanding ancestors in the family. Their bloodline is not bad! Adding up so many factors, as long as the young masters and princesses in the noble family awaken the mark of light, even if they are not particularly diligent in their cultivation, their strength will not be too bad! It is actually quite simple to reach seven stars before the age of 30."

"Look at this competition again, the nobles from all over the country are here! They attach great importance to this competition! I guess there must be some secret reasons, but only those upper class know the most... The nobles and men attach so much importance to it, and they will definitely send the younger generation of elites in the clan, plus this damn competition system... Anyway, in short, it is a delusion for us civilians to compete with the children of aristocratic families to compete for the top few!"

Daren was frustrated and couldn't help but retort: ​​"Since everyone can sign up, there should be a reason, otherwise wouldn't the nobles just keep the door closed and fight by themselves?"

"I don't know other reasons, but I only have one purpose anyway." Arthur took a deep breath, "If you perform well enough in the competition, you may be attracted by the nobles and invited them to become a family warrior!"

Daren was stunned.

Family warrior...Eid also said this.

In the past half a month, she encouraged herself to participate in the competition and used various reasons. One thing that is often mentioned is that if she performs well, she can become a family warrior of some powerful nobles! Delen is not particularly interested in this reason, but the little girl seems to care about it very much, often talking about it, saying that this will add a layer of identity protection. Anyone who wants to move in the future has to consider it... The question is who will persecute herself? She has no enemies recently?

"You just said the damn competition system." Daren asked again, "What's wrong with the competition system?"

"You will know soon." Arthur shrugged, but no longer explained, but pointed to a high platform not far away.

It looks like a separate area in the stands, which is taller than the other stands. Although it is made of sand, it has the best view. Moreover, each of the seats above is wide and wide, with thick fluffy padding on the surface, and the handrails are also wrapped in silk.

At this moment, next to the independent small high platform, the quicksand formed a conspicuous text - "Temporary Registration Office".

Daren is no longer surprised. This is a strange place. Sand can form a vivid person like a sand puppet. What's so strange about forming a few words... The entire Sand Arena is made of sand. Even if it turns into a big quicksand octopus Daren will not find it strange.

With such a strange idea, Daren quickly walked to the registration office and told a receptionist there about his information.

"Well, Belita Town, Door Village, are these two places?" The man nodded, quickly wrote a note, tied it to the claws of the Bubi Bird, and let it fly. "Okay, we will verify from the Adventurers Guild in these two places, and we will receive a reply at this time tomorrow! If your resume is OK, even if the registration is successful."

"During this period, you can first understand the competition system, or go to the arena below to practice." The receptionist at the registration office pointed to the small square below.
Chapter completed!