Chapter 964

Snap, snap, snap...

Three crisp sounds of breaking number plates came one after another. The three National Football brothers stood up and walked toward the Notary Office. The three brothers also gave up the match because their opponent in this round was very strong—the Zerg Bank.

In an instant, eight contestants forfeited.

"What! Eight contestants forfeited??"

The commentator Hake was full of disbelief. He hadn't hosted a Void Arena match for a long time. According to the past situation, there would be at least 40 contestants remaining after the second round, but this time only 22 remained.

This Void Arena could be considered the cruelest one in a hundred years. The reason for this was that there were too many spectators.

Being remembered by more people was undoubtedly an opportunity to become famous. After becoming famous, one would receive the attention of major forces, and opportunities would naturally increase. This time there were as many as three million spectators. At the beginning of the match, in order to become famous, the contestants fought almost to the death, which led to a sharp rise in the number of casualties.

Now that it was the later stage of the match, the contestants gradually calmed down. Some contestants who were not top-tier and were injured began to hesitate whether to continue participating.

One had to know that there were many ruthless people among the contestants this time: the famous Wind Prince, the Zerg combat race Bank, the Gray Stone race of the Hard Stone Star, the iron man Croff, the ear hunter Leisha, and what was even more outrageous was that the Law-Breaker also participated in this match.

Facing these opponents who looked unbeatable no matter how one looked at them, some contestants who were not very strong and were injured hesitated.

Crack, crack.

Two more crisp sounds. Two contestants who were not lightly injured gave up the match. Both were stunned, smiled at each other, and walked toward the Notary Office.

"A shocking reversal! Only ten contestants remain!!"

Hake shouted hoarsely, leaning back.

Hearing that only ten people remained, the audience was silent for a moment, followed by sky-shaking cheers.

"What will happen next?"

Hake was excited to the extreme. He aimed the amplification device in his hand at the audience.

"Deathmatch melee, deathmatch melee, deathmatch melee..."

The shouting of the spectators was deafening. Su Xiao pinched the number plate card with his thumb and middle finger. He was ready to give up the match. After all, the rewards for the top three were unknown, and he didn't want to stay in the Void Arena for too long. For him, the Void was too dangerous now.

However, after hearing this deathmatch melee, a thought emerged in Su Xiao's mind. If it was the same as he guessed, then the Void Arena was very likely to end within an hour. He had already participated for three days. If the subsequent matches were not long, then participating wouldn't be a big deal. After all, there were rewards for the top three.

What was bizarre was that Su Xiao still didn't know what the rewards for the top three were. The Void Arena seemed very confident in the rewards it brought out, and the facts were indeed so. Even if the rewards were not announced, a large number of contestants still participated.

"Let's invite the remaining ten contestants to the stage."

Hearing Hake's shout, Pi Pang's eyebrows twitched, and he realized something. He had been very puzzled about one thing before, which was why the Void Arena's conventional matches could have such high popularity.

Now it seemed that the Void Arena's matches were not conventional at all, but rather ingenious.

The early matches of the Void Arena were indeed conventional, but when the number of contestants was equal to or less than ten, the rules changed.

Ten people appeared on the stage at the same time, a melee. The ranking was based on the order of death or forfeiture. The person who persisted to the end was the winner of the Void Arena.

In the ten-person melee, one could forfeit. If there were six people left on the field after forfeiture, the final ranking of the person who forfeited would be seventh. Even if someone died later, the ranking of the person who forfeited would not improve.

If one couldn't persist to the end, then it tested the timing of forfeiture. If one forfeited too early, the ranking would be relatively low. If one forfeited late, there would be no "later"—forfeiting late meant death.

The organizers didn't care at all whether the ten-person melee was reasonable; they wanted popularity. As for the unfairness caused by cooperation between contestants, that was simply sophistry. Having the ability to cooperate with others was also part of strength.

This was the Void Arena, an arena with almost no rules, not a ring battle. The style here was: yellow sand, blood, beauty, honor, and life-and-death struggle.

The strong get everything, the weak go out horizontally—it was that simple and direct.

Su Xiao walked into the yellow sand field, and the other nine people stood in each corner of the field.

The atmosphere of the arena reached its peak. After Hake felt the timing was appropriate, he quietly contacted the person in charge of the arena. I don't know what Hake negotiated with the person in charge, but his mouth curled up.

"According to convention, before the deathmatch melee begins, the rewards for the top three will be announced."

Hake waved his hand, and three scantily clad young women walked onto the commentary stage with trays. Each tray was covered with a black cloth. At the same time, a large screen behind the audience opened.

"First, the prize for third place is the Ainkni Type III Combat Assistance Device."

Hake pulled off the black cloth on one of the trays. It was a high-tech arm armor. The screen gave a close-up of the "Ainkni Type III Combat Assistance Device."

The audience was stunned. The reward for third place was of high value. The Ainkni Combat Assistance Device had quite a reputation in the Void. Even Type I could sell for a sky-high price, let alone Type III.

"Hahaha, do you regret not participating? And there are things you will regret even more."

Hake pulled off another black cloth. On the second tray was a "document." This was not a document, but an approval letter.

"Approval letter for the High-Vibration Steel Mine. The mine is located on the Nantis Star. After obtaining this approval letter, one can mine at will without taxes."

Hake swallowed his saliva. Not to mention the audience, even he was tempted. High-Vibration Steel was a top-grade metal material, extremely expensive. Alchemy, high-tier mechs, weapon forging, some high-tech products, etc., all could not do without High-Vibration Steel. When sold, it was measured by the weight of a hair. The smaller the unit of measurement used for sale, the higher the price of the item, which showed the preciousness of High-Vibration Steel.

"Wow~"

The audience was in an uproar. Not only were the spectators jealous, but even those major forces that came to recruit talent were jealous. Whoever obtained that approval letter, even if that person's strength was not very good, major forces would spare no effort to recruit them and give them a high status.

Being able to bring out such rewards actually showed how violent the business of the arena was. "One book, ten thousand profits" was not enough to describe it.

"Then! It's time to announce the prize for first place. This time the prize is..."

Hake fell silent. As a commentator, he was actually unable to suppress the greed in his heart.

The black cloth on the tray was pulled off. A crystal the size of a fist was placed on the tray. This crystal was emerald green all over, and the wooden tray that came into contact with this crystal had already sprouted tender buds. This was not dead wood meeting spring, but dead wood reborn.

Rich life aura spread. Millions of spectators below were a bit confused. Most of the spectators didn't recognize this thing for a while, but those who knew the goods had already stood up, their breathing becoming rapid.