A bizarre gladiatorial arena.
The rules challenge is underway. Since there are no safety officers to rescue people this time, almost every round has seen fierce fighting, and there have even been casualties.
The spectators in the stands cheered and shouted loudly, even more enthusiastic than usual!
The more intense and bloody the scene, the more excited they became, and the more frantically they placed bets.
At the highest point on the east side of the stands, there is a room with floor-to-ceiling windows offering a panoramic view of the entire stadium; this is the manager's office.
At this moment, a man and a woman stood by the window, watching the game below.
Behind them stood seven or eight bodyguards, all of whom were ghost hunters.
In the past few days, someone from the Liu family has been killed. For safety reasons, some important members are equipped with bodyguards who accompany them even when they sleep or go to the toilet.
Liu Zhengyang was holding a tablet computer, checking the audience's betting information.
"This guy named Chu Xu has a lot of people betting on him!"
The woman next to him is the manager in charge of the arena's daily operations, named Liu Yanfang.
She glanced at the player information on the tablet and explained, "This player solved two wild puzzles, both of which were a bit difficult, and his solution was very imaginative. The audience was quite impressed with him and was willing to bet on him."
Liu Zhengyang pondered for a moment, then casually said, "Raise his odds a bit to attract more people to bet, then arrange for someone to eliminate him. We can't let this talented player advance to the next round, or it will affect our plans."
Liu Yanfang nodded. "I'll make the arrangements right away."
In reality, the so-called rules challenge is just a way to rip off fools and make money.
This arena was jointly established by the Liu, Wang, and Hu families, with the Liu family contributing the most capital and being responsible for its daily operations.
The strange occurrences in the arena were captured by three master ghost hunters. After capturing them, they would interrogate them to reveal the rules of death.
The organizers not only understood the various bizarre rules, but also arranged for several contestants to participate in the competition.
This allows them to manipulate the outcome of the game, winning or losing at will, and thus reaping the profits from the audience's bets.
People like Xia Tianqiong, who are talented at breaking the rules, could influence the manipulation of the betting game if they advance to the next round.
Therefore, it needs to be phased out as soon as possible.
Liu Yanfang made a phone call and summoned a robust young man to her office.
"When you're scheduled to play later, you must be the first to break the rules. Even if you can't be the first to break them, you must prevent that person from breaking them."
As she spoke, she showed the robust young man a tablet computer, which displayed a photo of Chu Xu.
The robust young man nodded and said, "Don't worry, manager, I guarantee I'll complete the task."
At that moment, Mo Ling was placing a bet on her phone in the audience.
Mo Beihan sat to her right, glanced at his phone screen, and frowned slightly. "Don't bet all the money you won yesterday. There will be other players interfering in today's match. Even if they know how to crack the rules, they may not be able to succeed."
Mo Ling pursed her lips, looking completely unconcerned. "Anyway, it's because of the money he won. It doesn't matter if we lose it because of him!"
Other young members of the Mohist school were also placing bets at that moment.
A dozen minutes later, it was finally Chu Xu's turn to play.
At this moment, Chu Xu was naturally Xia Tianqiong in disguise. He and the other five contestants walked into the arena together.
Then, a disheveled female ghost dressed in white stood in the arena.
Her hair completely covered her face, and her loose white dress also concealed her figure.
So much so that when it stands there, you can't tell which side is the front and which side is the back.
The competition began when the six players entered the arena.
The woman in white suddenly transformed into a wisp of green smoke, whooshed to the back of one of the male contestants, and then climbed onto his back.
"Look at me, am I pretty?"
The female ghost's voice was deep and had an inherently terrifying effect.
The male contestant felt a chill run down his spine, a coldness seeping into his entire body, and immediately became serious.
Since they dared to participate in the competition, they must have some ability and courage.
He wasn't afraid; instead, he was trying to figure out how to answer the female ghost's question.
At this moment, the other five contestants dispersed and gathered around, wanting to see how he would solve the problem.
The male contestant pondered for almost a minute before finally making a move.
He slowly turned his head to look behind him, and the female ghost's head was resting on his shoulder. The two heads, one human and one ghost, were very close together, almost kissing.
However, the female ghost's hair completely covered her face, making it impossible to see her appearance.
"You are beautiful."
The male contestant spoke against his conscience, while his whole body tensed up, ready to strike at any moment.
He is also a ghost hunter. If the rules are triggered, he will take action against the female ghost immediately to avoid being killed by her.
The female ghost's deep voice came from within her hair, "You didn't even see my face? How can you be sure I'm beautiful?"
The male contestant's heart skipped a beat; he knew he had triggered the rule.
He raised his hand to grab her back, preparing to use his trickery to attack the female ghost.
But suddenly, his head was twisted by an invisible force.
With a snap! His head turned halfway around, his neck was twisted and broken, leaving him facing backwards.
The surrounding contestants were all shocked, not expecting the white-clad female ghost to kill so swiftly and decisively, even the ghost hunters couldn't react in time.
Xia Tianqiong stood to the side, her expression calm.
He had the right to choose the strangest creature first. When he was selecting on the app, he guessed from the photo that this female ghost was the "turning ghost" type, so he chose it.
Looking at it now, it really is a trick of turning back.
Its death rule is that you cannot look back, but you must see its face, and you cannot lie; you must give a sincere evaluation of its appearance.
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