Cataclysmic Transformation Chapter 336: A game of luck

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? The orc capital, Zuma City. ""

Perhaps because of the battle between the young and the strong, Zuma City is more lively than usual. On the bustling streets, the elites of all ethnic groups from all over the country are crowded with the streets and lanes. There are many young faces on the streets, their faces Full of vigor, with a little courage that a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers.

Perhaps because of the popularity brought about by the battle between the young and the strong, the business of the shops is also 30-40% higher than usual.

A round-shaped big arena stands in the center of Zuma City. This is a landmark building in Zuma City for thousands of years. It is also the venue for the life and death battles of the young orc empires.

The entire round arena is full of history. Although it has been renovated many times, the arena is still mottled. In the long years it has witnessed countless battles, survival and death, despair and glory, one scene Another scene of tragicomedy was staged here.

The blood of the orcs is full of aggressive factors. The salivation of the big arena is to satisfy the glory in the hearts of the orcs, the glory of the strong. On the field, they can get everything, cheers, applause, Fame, honor, money, woman, power...

This is different from humans. The nobles of humans often send warriors to duels, but most of them are for fun.

Of course, the glory of this strong man does not only belong to the orcs, but all races, including Warcraft and Elves, come to participate. As long as you are under twenty-five years old, you can participate in this glory battle.

In a box in the Arena, this is the place where you can enjoy the most exciting games. Of course, this box is not for ordinary people to sit in, even if it is rich, but this pair of orcs Miss Moran from the Golden Family is not that difficult.

Moran sat there with Ron, Tieshan, Ao Jiao and others. Except for Moran, the other three were the contestants. There are three other people, namely Xiao Yudian, Kay and Basara. They were originally not qualified to sit here, but at Ron's insistence, Moran could only accept it.

"Brother Ron, look, there are so many people—" Xiao Yudian leaned on the railing and looked out. Today, she was wearing a light purple dress. She looked very cute and her face was full of excitement. With a trace of girlish innocence, Basala also put on holiday costumes.

Ron also stood there and looked at him. From top to bottom, you can see everything in the big arena. In the player lounge, he saw a lot of young and powerful players, many of whom were already young at a young age. Seeing this scene, Ron couldn't help but marvel at the strength of the vulgar. There are still many geniuses in this world.

At this moment, Moran opened the door of the box and came in. He looked at everyone and said, "Ron, Tieshan, Ao Jiao, I have already signed up for you, wait a moment, you will go to the preliminaries, you know? ?"

"There are preliminaries?" Ron frowned.

"Of course, there are so many people signing up!" Moran glanced at him and said loudly, "You are all young and strong, don't tell me that you can't even pass the preliminaries!"

"Of course it's impossible!" Ao Jiao sat on the side, holding a glass of red wine in his hand, and said proudly. This is the treatment only available in the VIP box. His eyes looked at Barsara and A little rain, after Ron swept his emotionless gaze, he narrowed a little.

"I hope so!" Moran nodded and said, "I won't sit here anymore, grandpa is here, I'm going to accompany him..." She glanced at Ron and reminded, "Ron, Cherish the opportunity!"

"Got it!" Ron said blankly. He knew that the grandfather that Moran was talking about was Liga, the **** of war of the tauren clan.

Moran nodded and turned to leave.

Basara’s eyes were a little worried, she walked to Ron and said softly, "Ron, although this battle is a life and death battle, you can surrender in the field. If you can’t fight it, Do not force..."

"No!" Ron shook his head and said quietly, "Basara, do you think I still have a chance to choose?"

"This—" Basala was speechless for a while.

Ron knew very well that this battle between young and strong was his last chance. If he surrendered, it would be no different from death in battle, and the Orc Empire would no longer tolerate him.

Rather than surrendering and being executed by Moran, it is better to take a fight, this is Ron's decision before coming.

"Boom boom boom--" After a while, the waiter from the arena knocked on the door and came in.

"Who is Mr. Ron, Mr. Iron Mountain, and Mr. Ao Jiao?"

After the three responded, the waiter took out a sign from his arms, "This is your number plate, please take it, and report to the competition in a while to participate in the qualifiers..."

Ron and the three each took his own brand, among them Tieshan is No. 16, Ron is No. 98, and Ao Jiao is No. 156.

"Brother Ron, come on!" Xiao Yudian said.

"Ron, you must not die!" Basala said worriedly.

"I hope you come back!" Kay said.

With the encouragement and blessings of everyone, Ron left the box and went to the game.

In the box, Ron saw the players participating in the competition with him. There were a lot of players in the preliminaries. Ron's number ranked behind, and it took him a long time to play. He could only wait quietly.

In the big arena outside, cheers, exclamations and applause were endless, and the atmosphere was very intense.

"The battle must be wonderful..." Ron thought to himself.

If he can, Ron really wants to watch them fight, but he is a player and can only stay in the player lounge.

Waiting is the most boring thing, and Ron couldn't help but start dazed.

But from the outside sounds, the game is going very fast, and it should be his turn soon.

"Hey, brother, have a few words?" At this moment, a young human swordsman approached with a smile and greeted him.

"Hello!" Ron nodded politely.

"Hello, my name is Hamm..." The human swordsman named Hamm introduced himself and sat down next to him.

He looked at Ron carefully, then smiled, "Are you human too?"

"Yes!" Ron nodded and replied.

"Haha, yes, I am also a human!" Hamm was happy, as if opening a chatterbox, "You are here to try your luck, too?"

"Try your luck?" Ron was a little strange. The battle between the young and the strong is a battle of life and death, and how about luck?

"Brother, what's that chance?" Ron became humble.

"Hehe, haven't you heard of it?" Hamm was a little proud, "I think you are a good guy, so let me tell you..."

"Based on the experience I gained from participating in the two competitions between the young and the strong, the battle between the young and the strong is actually a battle of luck. Because it is a random draw and free match, you simply I don't know who your opponent is, so the opponent you run into is all luck..." Hamm explained.

"So..." Ron nodded, "If you run into a weak opponent, it will be easy to pass the preliminaries!"

"Not bad!" Hamm said excitedly, "If I'm lucky, I've always run into weak opponents, then I will be developed..."

"Ron, do you know? There used to be a human being who actually rushed to the top ten because of luck, the top ten..." The top ten rewards are also very impressive, and Hamm's eyes revealed Hot color, but he knew in his heart that with his strength, it was impossible to reach the top ten.

Ron frowned. "According to you, can humans rush to the top ten, can they only take a chance? Didn't they rush to the top ten because of their strength?"

"Humans rushed to the top ten by strength?" Hamm glanced at Ron in astonishment. "Brother, don't you have a fever? How can human strength rush to the top ten? Unless it's luck."

Hamm said affirmatively.

Ron frowned, "Could it be that among human beings, there are no superb powerhouses?"

"Of course, there are strong men among humans!" Hamm said with a smile, "but Brother Ron, don't forget what competition this is. This is a competition for young and strong. Only teenagers can participate. Age is limited. At twenty-three...no...this year's twenty-five years old, do you think that with our human talents, it is possible to defeat those extremely abnormal races at the same age?"

"In the past few strong battles, the top ten rankings have been monopolized by the monsters, orcs and elves. In fact, the young strong battles are the stage for their higher races to perform. Are we humans, haha, we are not in the flow... "Ham said mockingly.

"Those talented monsters, some of them are masters from birth, do you think we humans can compare with them?"

Ron was silent, he knew what Hamm was saying was the truth.

Speaking, he pointed to a large group of humans in the previous competition, and said softly, "Ron, don’t you look at those humans who signed up so many, in fact, like me, they are here to try their luck. I I can bet with you that as long as those guys see that their opponent is an orc or a monster, they will immediately abstain, and will not even play the game, believe it or not..."

Ron suddenly realized that, no wonder the game was going so fast, so all of them abstained.

"Hehe, of course, sometimes it’s bad luck. In the qualifiers, there will be a showdown between Warcraft and Warcraft, then it’s wonderful..." Hamm was fascinated, "I remember the last one The strength can completely aspire to the top three monsters in the young and strong battles. A thrilling decisive battle was launched in the pre-match. One of the monsters lost and withdrew from the contention. In this case, another top ten place was vacated..."

"It would be great if you met humans. In this case, the chances of getting rankings would increase!" Hamm smiled, "In general, the top ten is still possible, and the top five is simply impossible. How to try your luck, you still need some strength..."

Ron finally understood some common sense of the game system, and there were some things Moran hadn't told him at all.

"By the way, Brother Ron, what kind of profession are you?" Hamm asked with a smile, he couldn't see his profession from Ron's attire.

"I am a Necromancer!"

"..."

Ham was speechless for a while, thinking that today is a strange thing, the Necromancer, who can't beat even ordinary humans, actually came to participate in the young strong battle? Still want to try your luck? Isn't it just to show your face in front of everyone?

At this time, there was a sound from the venue.

"Now invite player No. 13 and player No. 167 in..."

"It's me!" Player Hamm stood up, and Ron saw that he was holding a "167" number plate in his hand.

"Hope I have better luck, don't run into opponents of abnormal races, I will be eliminated in the first round of qualifiers!" Hamm said with a wry smile.

Ron also stood up and nodded, "Come on!" Please go to "" to see the first release without ads.

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