According to the rules of "Game of the Brave", being kicked out of the "weapon circle" means failure.

Although the "Bear Slaughterer" was only bruised and swollen from the fall, he did not suffer any substantial damage.

But under the gaze of many witnesses, his face was bruised and red, and after gritting his teeth for a long time, he could only kneel down on one knee and bow his head to his opponent:

"Elephant Thrower, your bravery reminds me of the heroes who once glorified Turanze. Please allow me to fight side by side with you on the next journey, obey your instructions at any time, and fight for our oldest and common destiny.

Ancestral spirit, seize the supreme glory!"

According to the rules, if there is no grudge, the winner should also show his magnanimity at this time: "Bear Slayer, you are the most powerful opponent I have ever seen in my life, and you will also become my best in the battle of glory.

Comrades in arms, let us fight side by side, challenge the Golden Clan, unite all the armies in Tulanze, and go north, north, all the way north, so that the cowardly people in the Land of Holy Light can once again fight in Tulanze.

Just tremble under the iron hooves of Warrior Lan!"

Witnesses also praised: "This is truly an unprecedented and great battle. The ancestors will definitely be happy for your bravery and bless you!"

With such a happy ending, it can be regarded as a standard, classical, and textbook "Game of the Brave".

Next, many of the witnesses will be so excited that they jump into the weapons circle and challenge other witnesses.

The two gladiators just now will become new witnesses, witnessing more thrilling battles.

According to the rules, the loser will surrender to the winner.

The winner will humbly say that this was really a tough battle and that he only managed to defeat the loser with all his strength.

Witnesses should use colorful language to describe the fierceness, grandeur, and thrill of the battle. In this way, the embarrassment and frustration of the loser can be alleviated to the greatest extent.

In the most ideal ending, the Turan warriors should become friends after more than a dozen games of "Game of the Brave" and have a very clear understanding of each other's strength.

If they have the same temperament, they should start drinking and gambling, gradually forming a close fighting group, going to the battlefield, and challenging other fighting groups.

When it comes to the real battlefield, each other's resources and servants are gathered together, and a battle group that can effectively command and coordinate seamlessly can be formed immediately.

And when they return to their respective families, names such as "Bear Slayer" and "Elephant Thrower" will spread, letting Bloodhoof warriors from all over the world know that there is such a number one figure.

In the era of clans lacking modern communication methods, this method of word-of-mouth communication and mutual acquaintance without fighting may be the best way to quickly organize millions of unruly high-level orcs in the shortest possible time.

Good way.

This is probably the reason why the ancestors of the Turan people played the "Game of the Brave".

However, just like any rules, laws and strategies, in the process of long-term erosion and penetration from the highest level to the lowest level, they will definitely be distorted and even changed beyond recognition.

"Game of the Brave" also has more than one way to play.

The classic gameplay that everyone is happy with is played on the cross streets and is only suitable for young samurai who come from the local area and do not have a deep background. There is no family interests or old grudges to talk about. They just want to make a name for themselves and make friends.

Many prominent families have formed intricate grievances thousands of years ago in order to compete for water sources, mineral veins, the habitat of totem beasts, and the mandala tree that can grow the highest-grade golden fruit.

Once warriors from rival families meet on a narrow road, it's not as simple as stopping.

Making a "weapon circle" is just the luckiest ending.

It is not uncommon for people to suffer broken tendons and fractures, head injuries, bleeding, even brain rupture, and being beaten to death by their opponents using heavy techniques.

Once you step into the "weapon circle" surrounded by swords, spears, halberds, axes and crosses, you will put life and death aside. No matter how miserable the defeat is or how serious the injury is, the losing party must be willing to admit defeat.

At most, with red eyes, he sends someone to play again and launches a second round challenge to the winner.

To be fair, they must also provide the winner with enough totem beast flesh and blood and secret medicine to restore strength, and let the winner rest long enough. At least, this must be done under the watchful eyes of witnesses.

And deep in the back alleys, beyond the sight of the clan warriors.

Some people ignore all rules, resort to evil tricks, use every possible means to ambush all stupid prey within sight.

Some people form gangs and engage in large-scale armed fights with sworn enemies.

Some people are ambitious and eager to snatch other people's totem armors so that their own armors can continuously upgrade, evolve, and become stronger.

Some people actually grabbed several totem armor fragments and couldn't wait to integrate them into their own totem armor, but they couldn't bear the power of the totem that was too complicated, and the memories of the battle that went back thousands of years and were too cruel.

Their spiritual defenses were overwhelmed by the power of the totem, and their flesh and blood bodies were hijacked by the totem armor, turning into monsters that seemed to be randomly fused with flesh and metal, squirming and twitching crazily. In the form of "origin warriors", they wandered

Walking in the streets and alleys of Noire City, launching indiscriminate attacks on all living creatures scanned with murderous intent.

In order to control and seize these "Origin Warriors" and turn them into their own family's secret weapons, countless wealthy families have sent their most elite forces to find and rob the Origin Warriors.

The battle between the Totem Warrior and the Origin Warrior.

Strong men from different families fought to snatch the original warrior.

In these battles, new grudges and old grudges are brought to mind, and new battles emerge.

It was as if the fuel of the secret medicine had been added, adding fuel to the fire that was already burning in Black Horn City.

Just like this, in just one day and one night, many parts of Black Horn City were blasted into ruins covered with blood and rotten flesh by the powerful Bloodhoof warriors.

The entire Black Corner City, except for the temples of wealthy families, major arenas, camps where outsiders gather, and slums where rat people live, most of the areas have been transformed into huge, high-speed, eternal buildings.

An endless arena or meat grinder.

Mince flesh and bones.

A dregs called "Glory" spewed out, stained with the smell of blood.

All the weak ones fled to the temples, arenas, slums, and the intricate maze-like sewage pipes all over the city.

Those who still dare to be arrogant and arrogant are not groups of noble warriors.

He is ruthless, carrying at least three or five lives on his back, and even has a string of fangs pulled out of his opponent's mouth hanging around his waist. He is a real strong man.

At this moment, Black Corner City has completely transformed into a paradise for the strong and a paradise for warriors.

Aces like Ice Storm are at home in this paradise for the brave.

Since last night, she has taken her "Mithril Ripper" and left the Blood Skull Arena to "hunt".

Meng Chao encountered some minor troubles.

Of course he would not stay in the Blood Skull Arena and wait for death.

"Jumanji's Game" is simply a God-given opportunity to fish in troubled waters and take advantage of fire.

He couldn't wait to sneak into the depths of the mean streets and experience the customs and customs of Turanze.

The problem now is that he placed the fragments of the totem armor that he snatched from Big Buck in a very secret abandoned sewage pipe underground in a rat-inhabited area.

But now, this area inhabited by rat people has become a battlefield for two groups of clan warriors to engage in large-scale armed fighting...

"Is there any mistake?"

Meng Chao wore a hooded cloak and an ebony mask to cover himself tightly, hibernating in the shadow of the corner, staring intently at a group of tauren and a group of wild boars who were fighting, as if

Looking at the two groups of naughty children who couldn't control their desire for destruction.

God knows how much effort he put into avoiding those crazy clan warriors.

It seems that from the moment the wolf smoke was lit and the war drums were beaten, all the clan warriors went crazy. They were all more or less affected by the power of the totem, and their aggressiveness increased several times.

Meng Chao didn't want to be entangled by a group of heavily armored warriors without wearing totem armor.

The location he chose turned out to be perfect.

It's right on the edge of a slum where rat people live.

The rat people living here seem to be "garbage bugs".

So much so that the slums stank and a suspicious mist lingered in the sky all day long.

Such a filthy place is not liked by the clan masters, and few strong men will come here.

Even if something went wrong while Meng Chao was constructing the totem armor, and even a tiny bit of his totem power leaked out, there was no need to worry about being discovered by the powerful.

After successfully absorbing the totem armor into his body and having the capital to participate in higher-level games, Meng Chao could also inquire about the children of Cailuo Village from the "garbage bugs" here.

If you are lucky, you may find a few children from Cailuo Village here?

Who would have known that after venturing through half of Black Horn City, I discovered that this place had become a playground for clan warriors.

Perhaps, it is because there are not many strong people in this area, and there are no nosy guys who will jump out as "witnesses".

Only then can they be free from any rules and be able to fight, destroy, kill, and destroy unscrupulously, venting their burning beastiality to their heart's content, right?

When hundreds of wild boars and bulls were waving maces and meteor hammers and dancing near the entrance and exit of abandoned sewage pipes, how should Meng Chao pass through the shadows of swords and swords, get into the sewage pipes, and get his totem?

What about the armor?

You must know that although the highly intelligent ancestors of the advanced orcs left them with a sufficiently developed sewage pipeline system under the city.

However, after tens of millions of years of erosion, many areas in the underground space that have been in disrepair have collapsed and become clogged.

Even in areas that are struggling to maintain themselves, the overall structure is becoming increasingly fragile and in danger.

Looking at the criss-crossing spider web cracks on the ground that were hit heavily by maces and meteor hammers, the area getting bigger and bigger, and the gaps getting wider and wider. Meng Chao was very suspicious that these violent wild boars and bulls would continue to fight.

It is very likely that the entire ground will collapse, and the totem armor he stored underneath will be buried deep in the ruins——
Chapter completed!