"The next gladiator fight is going to be interesting. The opponent is a two-headed ogre at the peak of the third tier."
"As we all know, two-headed ogres have the ability to fight against enemies of higher ranks. A two-headed ogre at the peak of rank 3 can even rival a weaker rank 4 race. This is definitely a peak rank 3 existence."
"However, as we have said, it is the one being challenged, so its challenger must be weaker than it. So who will its challenger be?"
"Let's welcome the Tier 2 warrior, Goblin Allen!"
As the host finished speaking, the entire arena erupted in an uproar. No one had expected that a Tier 2 goblin would come to challenge a Tier 3 peak two-headed ogre.
"Oh my god! What did it do wrong that its lord would send it to its death?"
"This is insane! How could the organizers of this gladiatorial contest agree to this? This is clearly just a way to fill quotas. I demand a refund!"
"This is absolutely ridiculous! A Tier 2 challenging a Tier 3 peak, and it's a goblin versus a two-headed ogre? Is this little guy even good enough to fill a tooth gap?"
"Well, it seems this was resolved in the blink of an eye. Poor goblin, sent here by its lord just to make a spectacle of itself."
"I'm very curious, who is his lord? He's so talented that he sent a goblin to the arena. Is he trying to make money through gambling?"
"Holy crap, now that you mention it, I just remembered. I checked the board, and the two-headed ogre's odds of winning are only 1.001. That means even if he wins, he won't make much money!"
"No way! Every little bit helps! There are even odds! I thought the odds were 0. Let's sell more. It's just a matter of reselling. Even if we only make a little, we'll still make some money!"
"That makes sense, wait for me!"
...
The audience, realizing what was happening, rushed to the billboard, wanting to bet on the two-headed ogre to win. After all, even though the odds of the goblin winning were as high as 100, no one paid any attention to this obvious outcome.
"Fatty! Let's go buy a million... never mind, let's just buy ten thousand magic crystals as a token gesture. After all, this is Simeng's place, we can't go too far!" Ye Chen said to Fatty.
"Um, that makes sense. This is like money falling from the sky! By the way, what tier of magic crystals should we buy?"
"Tier 4, I guess! If it's Tier 5, they probably can't afford to pay for it, so they'll have to use Tier 4 to offset it later!"
"Pfft! Everyone else is buying Tier 1 magic crystals, and we're buying 10,000 Tier 4 magic crystals? That means we'll lose 1 million Tier 4 magic crystals! And you call this a token gesture?"
"Isn't this just a token? You calculate how much your Duobao Trading Network's daily transaction volume is? Ten thousand Tier 4 Magic Crystals aren't even enough for an hour's transaction volume! Can Wanwu Tower be poorer than us? Besides, won't Si Meng be one of us sooner or later? This little bit of money is nothing, we didn't even ask for a small goal!"
"..." The fat man was stunned for a long time, but in the end he silently went to bet on the goblin to win.
A large group of people had come to bet on the two-headed ogre to win, when suddenly someone bet on the goblin to win, and everyone looked at the fat man as if he were an idiot.
"Are there really people who believe goblins can win?"
"Are you stupid and rich? Thinking of taking a gamble against all odds?"
"Wow, that's impressive. I hope I don't run into him on the rooftop later."
"Holy crap, he bet 10,000 Tier 4 magic crystals! Should we notify the staff to keep watch on the rooftop? Just in case he actually jumps?"
"That...makes sense!"
The fat man placed his bet amidst the strange looks from the group of people, then ran back with a flushed face.
By this time, both the goblin Allen and the two-headed ogre opposite them were ready, and everyone had finished placing their bets and returned to their seats.
Many people were not content with winning only 0.001, so they also placed bets on time-based games, where the odds were much higher if the goblin could be killed within a few minutes.
With Allen entering the game, the fat man and the others became tense again.
Although the three were very confident in its equipment, having even killed a Tier 4 dark creature head-on in the dark.
But that was in the darkness, with many companions to help him. Now, in the arena, a single misstep could cost him his life.
Of course, this is also the best place to test one's strength. Although it is somewhat bloody and cruel, many confident lords still like to bring their kin here to hone their skills.
Wild races, especially trolls, behemoths, and ogres, are frequent visitors here.
"Roar~~~" The two-headed ogre roared as it stepped into the arena.
Compared to the wild ogres, the goblin Allen appeared much more composed, his armor exquisite and luxurious, making him extremely dazzling.
"Holy crap, putting everything else aside, I want that armor too!"
"That's awesome! Who said the goblin lord sent it to its death? Coming here in such luxurious gear to die?"
"Funerary items? To die a more luxurious death?"
"Pah! This goblin must be spoiled. He probably made some mistake and was sent here, but they couldn't bear to see him die like this, so they gave him a set of equipment, hoping he can turn things around."
"Come on, what kind of equipment would allow a Tier 2 goblin to defeat a Tier 3 peak two-headed ogre? You'd need an artifact, right?"
"Maybe this armor is a divine artifact?"
"Get lost, you troll!"
The surrounding crowd was noisy, but the battle continued in the arena at the announcer's command.
Instead of using magic immediately, the ogre brandished its spiked club and charged at the goblin.
Although they can use magic, it doesn't mean they like using magic, let alone use magic for extended periods. Close combat is what they truly excel at.
"Combat mode activated!" Allen murmured softly, enveloped in armor, as steam billowed from the back of his legs, propelling him toward the ogre.
The sudden acceleration made him no slower than the two-headed ogre, and even more agile.
Everyone was stunned. This was actually a set of equipment? Putting everything else aside, the speed alone was definitely at least Tier 3!
Ignoring everyone's thoughts, Allen was about to get close to the enemy when two more nozzles suddenly appeared at the back of his armor, lifting him into the sky.
"Wow~~~" Everyone exclaimed in surprise. No one expected that a tiny goblin could actually fly.
However, what shocked them even more was yet to come. The goblin that took flight was not simply running away. The openings on its arms rose up, revealing two dark cannon barrels. With the sound of cannon fire, energy bullets like Gatling guns were sprayed towards the two-headed ogre.
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