Infinite Sims

Inside a restaurant with simple and stylish decoration.

Several men in suits and leather leaders and hats were chatting about the Rose Gladiator that is about to start in the afternoon.

"It's finally here, those fights in front are too boring."

"I don't think so. Eight enters four today and four enters two tomorrow. Only the day after tomorrow can we see truly exciting battles."

"Yeah, this is a rose ratio that is different from the past."

"Which one of you has extra tickets for the finals, you can make a small profit by reselling them now."

"How much can it be five times or ten times higher"

"Then you underestimate the Rose Ratio, not five times or ten times, but a full thirty times!"

"My God, this is enough for me to buy tickets for the Rose Arena for a whole year."

"Who makes this the Rose Contest?"

The few people were enjoying the conversation when they found a young man standing by.

For this kind of ungentleman behavior, some of them immediately wanted to reprimand, but stopped at the moment they saw the dress of the visitor.

Although the styles of the suits of the men are no different from them, the slight color difference reflected in the sun gives people a more advanced, low-key and luxurious feeling.

In other words, it is.

This suit is worthy of their ten suits, and those who can wear it are obviously not the ones they can offend.

"Gentlemen, good morning."

The young man took off his top hat, placed it on his chest and bowed politely.

"good morning."

Several people hurriedly got up in return.

The young man said: "I am a tourist traveling all over the world. I happened to come to this city today. Now I have many questions in my mind. I don't know if several of you can help me."

"Of course, we are happy."

Several people looked at each other and said with a smile.

After half an hour of happily chatting, the young man bid farewell and quietly helped them settle the meal expenses before leaving the restaurant and embarking on a simple carriage parked on the side of the road not far away.

Sitting in the carriage was an old man with a childish face.

With his head lowered, he was flipping through a book called the Great Madonna, which is a philosophy book recently circulated among the upper-class nobles in the Kingdom of Hope.

"Sir, I have collected the information you want."

The young man entered the carriage and said respectfully to the old man.

The old man Leif closed the book in his hand and put it aside, with a gentle smile on his face: "Berius, sit down and talk."

"Okay, sir."

Perius sat in his seat and summarized the information he had collected from the people in the restaurant.

When he finished speaking, his mouth was a little dry.

"Rosé Tournament, an event that determines the ownership of the arena, seems very interesting." x

Leif smiled and said: "Especially one of the parties is still a twelve-year-old boy, Perrius, are you sure you heard the wrong age?"

Burrius said seriously: "Yes, sir, I also asked specifically once."

"They won't arrive until the day after tomorrow. In these three days, let's take a look at this city's eye-catching game."

Leif said, adding another sentence: "Tickets require ordinary seats. I don't want to reveal whereabouts. What happens to it?"

"As you wish, sir."

Perrius retired from the carriage and soon mixed into the crowd and disappeared.

afternoon.

Half an hour before the game began, many people had already arrived at the Rose Arena in advance.

You know, during the Rose Angle Tournament, all other gladiatorial fights stopped, which means they had to sit here for half an hour, just to watch the four fights of eight to four.

Leif and Burrius also came to the arena early.

The lively atmosphere around made the two feel different from other cities in the atmosphere of the competition, but similar to some large statutory festivals.

"Sir, today is eight in four. There are four battles in total. Among them, the one in which Shi Yong participated was placed in the penultimate one."

Burrius reported the situation he had investigated.

Leif nodded lightly, then cast his gaze to the center of the empty arena. An inexplicable emotion flashed in his eyes, and he muttered in a low voice, "I hope it can surprise me. Time is running out."

In the warm cheers.

The voice of the commentary appeared, and after the impassioned speech, the first battle officially began.

"It's finally started, and I don't know how long it will take to get to me."

In one of the VIP rooms on the stands, Jiang Ren’s back was almost buried on the single sofa, and he constantly took out amethyst fruit similar to grapes from the fruit tray beside him and put it into his mouth, enjoying this moment of peace and tranquility. Cozy.

Just swallowed an amethyst fruit.

When I was about to reach for it, I saw two white and slender fingers pinching one out to his mouth.

Jiang Ren was not polite, opening his mouth and swallowing it.

"Your gladiatorial fight is about to begin, aren't you nervous?"

Vivian sat sideways on the armrest of the sofa, some parts less than half a fist away from Jiang Ren, her white and flawless hands tenderly picked up the amethyst fruit, feeding him one by one.

"Tension makes me stronger"

Jiang Ren did not answer, but instead issued a rhetorical question.

Vivienne glanced at him angrily, and roughly stuffed an amethyst fruit into his mouth: "I don't want to improve myself before the battle begins."

"That makes no sense."

Jiang Ren stretched, then opened his mouth to signal Vivian not to stop to feed.

This kind of temporary embracing is not suitable for everyone, especially for some people who have worked hard enough to reach their limits.

Not only does this have little effect, but it may pull the state down.

"What an unlovable little brother."

Vivian stretched out a finger and poked Jiang Ren angrily, but the other hand still didn't stop feeding him.

Jiang Ren didn't care about this action either, or he was used to it.

From the opening speech of the commentary, to the introduction of the players on both sides, to the official start of the gladiatorial battle, to the atmosphere, until the battle is divided.

It took a full hour and a half before the second fight came to an end.

"I go first."

Seeing that the battle was about to be determined, Jiang Ren got up from the sofa, said hello to Vivian, and left the VIP room.

In the room, only Vivian and Xiluvia were left.

"Miss, can we really win the day after tomorrow"

Xiluvia looked at the closed door, with a trace of worry on her face.

Vivian smiled faintly: "We will lose."

"It's good to win"

Xilu breathed a sigh of relief, but she was stunned just as she was about to nod her head, and stared at her lady in a daze: "Miss, did I hear you wrong just now?"

Vivienne walked to the viewing window with good light penetration and said, "You heard it right, we will lose."

"why"

Xiluvia felt a little confused in her head.

Vivian explained: "Although the little brother's spirit caller is good, he is at best the second person in our arena. It is still a grade behind the first person Junichiro Sato, and it is impossible to win."

Xiluweiya suddenly became anxious: "But if you lose, then why do you agree to the gambling agreement, miss?"

"The gladiatorial fight will lose, but the victory is always in my hands."

Vivienne turned around and rubbed the fluffy hair on Xiluweiya's head.

Hearing this, Xiluweiya finally breathed a sigh of relief, but couldn't help but ask: "But, then why do you want that kid Shi Yong to participate in the competition?" x

"In order to hold Eric, to avoid him detecting abnormalities in advance and doing irrational things."

Vivian stretched out her hand to hug Xilu Weiya and sat on the solo sofa that Jiang Ren had just now. Under the sweet and charming smile, she was deeply guarded against others.

Xiluweiya nodded seemingly.

Although she doesn't know how her own lady will win the victory, she knows that the lady will not deceive herself in this regard.

Just somehow, a trace of sympathy for that kid was born in my heart.

"Let us congratulate the four players who won today, they are"

"Adrian! Yuno! Shi Yong! Sato Junichiro!"

"They will start a two-by-two duel at the same time tomorrow, and finally decide the two places for the finals the day after tomorrow!"

"Let's congratulate the two players who won today"

"Shi Yong! Sato Junichiro!"

"Please look forward to tomorrow's final. This will be our most exciting gladiatorial battle since the Rose Gladiator has been held for decades! There is no one!"

Time came to the afternoon of the third day.

Many people solved their physiological problems early and came to the arena ahead of time, just to watch the finals better.

The Rose Contest that has been hyped for more than ten days!

"I think too much, how can miracles be so easy to encounter"

In the general area of ​​the stands, Leif sighed silently in one of the seats.

The twelve-year-old little gladiator, his fighting talent and strength really surprised him, but that was it.

With his vision.

Through two consecutive battles, as well as detailed written records about the opponent's previous battles collected from some tabloids, it has been seen that the twin spirits of one person and one dog have a very limited upper limit.

Even if the spirit caller has a strong fighting talent, the upper limit of the spirit caller is destined to stop here in the opponent's life.

Leif looked at Perius who was sitting next to him, holding a test of his mind, and asked: "Perius, who do you think will win this battle?"

Perius was silent for a moment: "From the performance of the two, the victory should be 6-4, or 7-3. Sato Junichiro's winning rate is even greater."

Compared to his guess, more spectators compared this game to a close battle.

"you are wrong."

Leif shook his head and said, "Shi Yong's winning rate is zero percent, and Sato Junichiro's winning rate is ten percent."

Burrius' eyes widened.

It's not that I didn't believe Leif's words, but because I believed it, I was surprised by this side's winning percentage.

When the commentary sounded.

The grandstand, which was full of noisy sounds, suddenly became much quieter.

After a long period of emotional speech, the commentary finally began to randomly fight the battlefield in the space when many people were about to become impatient.

The fighting space flickered slightly.

A new battlefield appeared in front of everyone, this was a simple circular table top without any obstructions.

"Arena!"

The commentator exclaimed in surprise: "Our Lady is on ~www.wuxiamtl.com~, it turns out to be the simplest and most common round arena. This is not good for our hunter Shi Yong,"

Compared to other battlefields, the round arena is like the arena that should have been built in the center of the arena, which makes people totally unexpected that it is in a special space.

Even the gladiators in it can easily observe the audience outside and hear their voices.

"Eric"

Vivienne's face became cold, knowing that Eric had done the tricks.

The disgust for the other party deepened in his heart, but he didn't worry about Jiang Ren. After all, this was just an ordinary battle. The spirit caller was dead, and the spirit caller was only weak for a while.

"The amphitheater, really looks up to me."

Standing in front of Guangmen, Jiang Ren couldn't help feeling a little funny looking at the battlefield "random" inside.

Obviously the disadvantage lies in him, but Eric still made some tricks. Should he be cautious or hate himself?

Wow!

Suddenly, the door of light was bright.

Before Jiang Ren could react, his whole person was instantly swallowed by white light and disappeared into the room. div

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