Royal Family? Qingming was stunned, and subconsciously looked at Luoluo, but he was nowhere to be seen.

It turned out that this unsatisfactory guy had already knelt down on all fours and worshiped without knowing it.

Are there actually powerful and noble human beings here?

"Royal family?" The royal girl shook her head and waved her hands, her frivolous tone full of self-deprecation.

She patted Qingming's chest and winked: "Come on, keep an eye on you, you are really going to beat us by three to seven points!"

After saying that, the royal girl went towards the audience seat.

Qingming suddenly remembered the small jade piece given to him by the old king in his personal space. It was a token of the Three Kingdoms.

He was immediately overjoyed. Could this be the royal member he was looking for? However, looking at her decadent appearance, could he really be trusted?

Qingming has already made a decision, saving people is the most important thing, "Well, Your Highness, can you bet more, this three... is a bit small."

The royal girl didn't even look back, waved her hands and said, "It's you seven and me three."

The life of rich people is so simple and boring. I couldn't understand this sentence before Qingming, but now I finally understand it.

Qingming turned around helplessly and looked at Luoluo who had just stood up. He was still a little worried about this reckless guy and said to the centaur: "Well, I will ask you to help look after this kid for the time being."

After hearing this, Luoluo's eyes widened.

The centaur's reaction was even more exaggerated. It was not even as big as the reaction when the thunder and lightning just fell. "What a joke! You actually want the noble centaur to help one slave take care of another slave?"

"Do you still want the money?" Qingming raised his eyebrows, "Believe it or not, I just finished two games and just accepted the game passively?"

The centaur was stunned, does this guy really have such strength?

It doesn't seem like a bad idea to take care of him by the way, just to prevent him from running around, right?

"Well, if you don't fight well, I'll sell you and him together."

"Yes!" Qingming readily agreed, and after asking for directions to the preparation area, the two of them stayed behind.

The centaur snorted, but said nothing more.

He said to Luoluo: "Boy, follow closely, don't lose it and let others sell it. I don't care."

Luoluo nodded and followed closely.

Saying this, the centaur deliberately slowed down his pace as he left, looking back from time to time.

Although Luoluo was panting behind him, he did not fall behind.

The so-called war preparation area is actually a small secret room of about a hundred square meters.

There are various subhumans here, as well as humans like Qingming. The positions of both sides are also particular. The subhumans are loose and scattered all over the ground. The humans on the other side are gathered in a small pile, sort of joining together to keep warm.

Feel.

But there is no difference. They are all doing their own pre-game warm-ups and are full of energy.

As the saying goes, "Do as the Romans do when you're in the country". Qingming didn't want to be too ostentatious. He planned to join the humans after receiving the weapons, just to get a better understanding of the customs and habits here.

"Hi, hello!" Qingming greeted everyone enthusiastically after passing a small gathering of humans.

Qingming's enthusiasm could not be exchanged for equal treatment. No, he was immediately greeted with cynicism.

"Hey, little sissy, this is not the place you should be here. Go home and drink milk." The person who spoke was a strong boxer. His hands were wrapped in circles of bandages, and a clear circle of bandages could be seen on his ankles.

The traces of the shackles look like they were recently lifted.

Qingming is helpless, this guy is so miserable

That’s it, are you still thinking about fighting among yourself?

"Allport!" On the other side, a middle-aged man holding a heavy sword glared at the boxer who just spoke, and walked towards Qingming.

Boxer Allport snorted, turned around and continued punching in the air.

The middle-aged man first looked Qingming up and down and asked, "Are you new here?"

Qingming had to stop and nodded, there was nothing to hide.

He was also sizing up this middle-aged man. Unlike the boxer man, this guy had no traces of shackles on his hands or feet, and even his hands didn't have slave-marked bracelets. This guy's identity... wasn't simple.

"My name is Kevlar." The middle-aged man handed the epee to his other hand and stretched out his hand towards Qingming.

"Qingming." Qingming nodded and reached out to hold Kevlar.

Qingming's hands were not like ordinary slaves, they were covered with hard calluses, which made Kefla a little confused.

How come this man has never been seen before? Which family is he a slave? What crime did he commit to be sent here?

With his hands separated, Kevlar did not directly ask the doubts in his heart, but became concerned about Qingming's situation: "Where is your weapon?"

Qingming looked at it and pointed to the opposite side, "Isn't there a public one over there?"

He was referring to the row of eighteen weapons hanging on the wall in the rest area, like cabbage for anyone to choose from.

There, several demihumans were carefully selecting and weighing.

The reason why Qingming does not use weapons in the carry-on space is because the rules clearly state that contestants without weapons can choose from the public weapons library in the rest area. If there is any damage, the original price will be compensated and it will be deducted from the deposit.

Qingming thought this way, it was no use in vain, the centaur had already paid the deposit for him, what else was there to be embarrassed about?

"Where?" Kevlar glared, this guy is really a complete newcomer? He reminded in a low voice: "There is a public weapons depot, but... Hey, it would be okay if you came earlier, but now you are all covered by that

Helping this guy occupy it!"

Qingming frowned, "Are they not happy to make money even though they have money?"

"Of course the organizers want to make money, but I can't convince them. This has long been an unspoken rule.

However, it doesn’t matter if you don’t have weapons, try to wait as long as possible. As long as you can delay for thirty seconds, you can successfully enter the next level. The organizer is quite friendly to newcomers and generally does not send too many powerful opponents."

Qingming nodded and continued to move forward. Escape? He also wanted to make some money!

He knew the importance of money very well, and money had embarrassed him more than once during his time in the Sharet Empire.

"You..." Kefla was stunned and deliberately wanted to stop this arrogant boy.

But when he thought of the cruelty in the arena, he stopped. Maybe it wouldn't be a bad thing to teach him a lesson now.

Kevlar returned to the human "camp", but he always paid attention to Qingming.

With him watching, those people will always give them some face, right?

Qingming's actions also attracted the attention of other humans. They were all curious, what is this kid doing?

"Kevlar, do you think he is going to die?" Allport sneered and pointed at Qingming.

"Allport, as a human being, can't you have a better attitude?"

"I only believe in strength. If he can pass 3 levels, I will call him boss in the future! Maybe I will also ask him for some escape tricks."

…

Qingming couldn't hear the conversation between the two people. He had already walked to the center of the rest area.

"Boy, you've crossed the line!" A demi-human wearing Khajiit skin pointed at Qingming and bared his teeth.

The sharp claw blades seemed to have been polished, reflecting the light from the magic lighting on the ceiling.

Qingming glanced at the unkind tiger man and ignored him.

Compared with Clarence, this guy is like a deflated inflatable doll. Such an arrogant guy who wants strength but not strength, and looks and good looks cannot arouse his mood at all.

A little ripple.

The tiger man's beard trembled obviously, but he was ignored, or was he being ignored by a lowly human being?

The tiger man was angry. Even in the Kingdom of Elida, the tiger man was an upper-middle-level race. Even the werewolves did not dare to ignore him like this. Who does this guy count?

"Stop, you bastard!"

Qingming seemed not to hear it,

But he could pretend not to hear, but the other "good friend" got angry.

There was a "boom", and suddenly there was a thunderbolt on a sunny day outside the tower. The large thunder and lightning cleverly avoided the lightning rod, and directly penetrated several floors of the arena tower from the slope, hitting the ceiling to burst, and the remaining lightning power directly blasted

On the scolding tiger man.

Fortunately, there were several layers of buildings blocking the attack, so the tiger man was only electrocuted until his hair exploded all over his body, and he fell to the ground convulsing.

This is a divine punishment! When the master is insulted, the plane automatically protects the master.

Qingming was stunned for a moment, then suddenly came to his senses.

I can't help but laugh to myself, if I want to deal with someone in the future, all I need to do is act mean in front of him?

Whether it was the human side or the demihuman side, the mouths were open as if they were dislocated, so big that one could almost see the tonsils.

Some of the demihumans who had just wanted to stop them suddenly lost their courage.

Even though they thought it was a coincidence, a pure coincidence.

But this inexplicable coincidence alone was enough to scare them out of their wits. After all, no one dared to try these one-time things rashly, so they had to obediently make way. Coincidence or not, when he got to the field, he

There's no time to hide.
To be continued...