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(Today's update, two in one long chapter ~)
Chapter 503 "I Want To Compete!"
Eight days before the New Year, the registration for the Very First Under Heaven Tournament was finally announced.
From the time the announcement was made until now, a total of two and a half months had passed. It had to be said that this period of time was a bit short. For example, even if some remote areas of the continent received the news of this tournament, the news would come back and forth. For those warriors from remote areas to rush to the capital to participate in the tournament, the journey would probably take close to two months.
As a result, a few days after the announcement, there were still warriors from other places who came one after another. Because they missed the registration deadline, they were angry and dissatisfied. They demonstrated and shouted around the Knight Association's headquarters. Du Wei didn't care about these and directly ordered the soldiers of the Public Security Bureau to drag these guys away.
By the last day of registration, the number of people who registered for the Very First Under Heaven Tournament had reached a total of 4100 people. Unfortunately … when it came to the actual preliminaries, the number of people who came to participate was less than 600 … These 600 people all lost the qualification to participate because of "outside factors".
Some of them were killed or injured in fights while staying in the capital. Some of them were locked up in prison by the Public Security Bureau. Some of them saw that the capital was filled with experts and thought that they weren't good enough, so they just quietly left to avoid making a fool of themselves in front of everyone.
However, Du Wei didn't care about these and Delon didn't care either. In any case, he had already earned a lot of money. After so many consecutive editions of the "tournament script", Delon's net income was close to ten thousand gold coins. Moreover, every edition of the "tournament script" was in short supply as soon as it was released. They kept printing and printing, making Delon's fingers cramp from counting the money.
In these two months, Du Wei had already ordered people to renovate the huge plaza in the Knight Association's headquarters. In the middle of the plaza, a one meter tall circular arena was laid. It was about half the size of a football field.
The surrounding three-story buildings were also hastily built into the "grandstand" designed by Du Wei. Although it was simple and crude, it was only a wall facing the ring that was dismantled and a railing installed. However, after careful separation, the number of VIP boxes on the third floor reached 116. Du Wei announced the sale of these boxes according to the "package" model. Those who bought these boxes could watch the preliminaries all the way to the finals.
At the same time, news was released on the first day that the two best boxes had been gifted to the royal family and the church respectively. It was also said that His Highness the Regent and His Majesty the Pope would attend the competition. Once this kind of news was released, the remaining hundred plus private rooms were immediately snatched up by the rich and powerful nobles of the imperial capital. This was a good opportunity to get close to the royal family and the church!
Even though they were priced at 3,000 gold coins each, they were all sold out within three days. With just over a hundred private rooms, they had earned more than 300,000 gold coins!
As for the VIP seats on the first floor, a total of more than 600 were made. They were also sold in the form of "package tickets" and were not sold at retail. The seats that were priced at 300 gold coins each were all sold out in just a few days.
Just by selling the tickets on the second and third floors, they've already earned nearly 500,000 gold coins. Looking at the numbers in the account book, Delon's face was flushed red. It seems he couldn't wait to kiss Du Wei a few times on the spot!
500,000 gold coins! That was five hundred thousand gold coins!!
This Du-Wei is indeed worthy of being known as the Empire's golden finger! Wherever he went, he would bring fortune with him!
As for the viewing tickets on the first floor square … Du Wei simply waved his pen and sold them at the price of three copper coins per day. Such a low price made Delon a little surprised, but then Du Wei smiled faintly. "The seats upstairs are used to earn gold coins from the rich people of the imperial capital! After all, the imperial capital has gone through hundreds of years of peace. There are many rich people. But most of the spectators in the square are ordinary citizens. For these citizens, a few copper coins are already a day's living expenses. They can't take out more money to watch the excitement. So the price doesn't need to be too high. Otherwise, I'm afraid no one will come to watch. "
Even so, the thousands of viewing tickets on the first floor square were sold out quickly. After all, for civilians, a few copper coins were not a small expense. Many people were still watching … But Du Wei predicted that when the competition really started, the tickets would sell out quickly.
According to the calculation, just selling the ordinary viewing tickets on the first floor was enough to recoup the cost of the renovation of the competition venue.
Of the 500,000 gold coins on the second and third floors, Du Wei gave 100,000 to Delon, took 100,000 for himself, and donated the rest to the imperial treasury. This move made the Regent very satisfied. That night, the finance minister went to Du Wei to express his gratitude. He even proposed to let Du Wei's brother marry his granddaughter in advance.
Du Wei heard this and muttered in his heart: Gabriel is only 14 years old! According to the customs of the empire, it's barely okay. But this old man's granddaughter is only 12 years old!! This is simply a crime!
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Because there were too many contestants, if they were to fight in pairs, the competition would not end until next spring!
So Du Wei and Delon discussed for a while. After Delon came forward and discussed with the other three judges, they came up with the rules of the preliminaries! All the contestants would draw lots, and then every eight people would be in a group — a group fight!
Of the eight people on the stage, the one who was still standing in the end would be the winner of this group!
This proposal originally received some doubts. After all, it was too difficult for one person to win against seven opponents at the same time! Although it was easy for an excellent warrior to defeat seven ordinary people, but … this was a warrior's competition! If in a group, a sixth level warrior encountered seven fifth level warriors, then even if the sixth level warrior was the strongest, he would certainly not be able to defeat seven fifth level warriors!
However, Delon came up with Du Wei's argument: "The competition is not only about personal strength, but also about wisdom! In the duel, it's not only about personal brute force, but also about using one's brain! Hide yourself, preserve your strength, and so on … We hope that the champion will be able to lead the Knight of Roland's Sword to glory. We don't want a brute who only knows how to use brute force. If we really encounter the situation you're talking about, then as the strongest person in the group, he will inevitably be hostile to the other contestants, so he must use his brain! "
This argument convinced the other three judges.
Four days before the New Year, the First Under Heaven Tournament officially began!
During the preliminaries, the huge ring was divided into eight small areas. In each small area, there was a small group fighting each other, and the time limit was only a stick of incense! After the incense burned out, it would take about half an hour. If within half an hour, there was no winner in a group, then the whole group would be eliminated!
Although it was a bit unfair … in this way, it was inevitable that there would be some so-called "death group", where some of the stronger contestants would be placed in the same group, or if they couldn't finish the competition within the time limit, the whole group would be eliminated … But Du Wei's view on this was: There was no absolute fairness in the world! Sometimes, luck was also a kind of strength!
For example, in the "World Cup" in Du Wei's previous life, it was also a group competition. The final champion didn't necessarily have to defeat all the strong teams, as long as he defeated his opponent, he would be the champion … Could you say that this was absolutely fair?
No matter what, in the midst of the lively and noisy evaluation, the competition officially began!
Du Wei didn't have a competition on the first day, and his group was on the second day. So on this day, he happily sat in the box on the third floor, watching the contestants fight below.
Zuckerberg also brought a group of people to sit in the square on the first floor, closest to the ring. There were even a few tables set up, and a few of his subordinates were constantly recording something.
Because there were a few popular contestants in the preliminaries, as the head of the gambling group, Zuckerberg had to record the results of the competition, and then cash out the bets one by one. At the same time, he would change the odds according to the results of the competition.
As a result, on the first day of the competition, many gamblers lost everything!
It was obvious that in this day and age, it was no longer possible to use "Knight's level" to measure strength!
In today's group, there were two popular bets placed in the same group. These two fellows both had the strength of a fifth level warrior, and could be considered intermediate warriors. They both had the strength to use dou qi, and after drawing lots, these two fellows were placed in the same group, which immediately caused a lot of criticism from the gamblers. As for the other six contestants in the same group, they were all second or third level warriors.
According to normal guesses, this group would most likely be a duel between two fifth level warriors.
But the result was out of everyone's expectations!!
At the beginning of the competition, these two fifth level warriors were very smart. They even reached a tacit understanding, and didn't attack each other first, but cooperated with each other to form an alliance, and planned to first clean up the other lower level contestants on the ring! This would prevent the two of them from being surrounded and attacked by the other six players because they stood out from the crowd.
But what made the audience stunned was that the two fifth level warriors teamed up to defeat the other five contestants. In the end, other than them, there was only a very thin and weak looking young man left on the ring ….. According to the information announced before the competition, this young man only had the strength of a third level warrior, and was only twenty years old.
A third level twenty year old young man had to face the joint attack of two fifth level warriors ….. But the result was …..
Under the watchful eyes of the audience, this young man, who was wearing a coarse grey robe and holding a worn-out long sword, suddenly shouted, and a grey dou qi burst out from the long sword!
As a result, this young man's sword forced one of the fifth level warriors to retreat, and the opponent's sword was sent flying! Then, taking advantage of the other guy's stupefied state, the young man flew up and kicked the other guy in the chest, directly sending him off the ring!
The guy whose sword was sent flying was already vomiting blood, so when the young man's sword was pointed at his throat, he simply raised both his hands, indicating that he admitted defeat!
The audience was in an uproar!
Then, under the countless shouts of the audience, the young man walked down the ring to welcome the cheers of the audience. Even Du Wei, who was standing in the box, stood up, smiled and applauded …..
Of course, he was very happy! Two of the most popular bets had been taken out! This allowed his gambling group to make a big profit!
"What is the name of this young man?" Du Wei asked Dyron, who was beside him. He looked at the young man below the ring. The young man was tall and thin, with green hair, a protruding face and a determined expression. One glance was all it took to tell that he was a very strong young man.
Dyron quickly flipped through the list of today's contestants and said with a smile, "Oh, found it! His name is … Piccolo … what a strange name. "
This was not the only dark horse on the first day. In another group, there was a sixth level expert. Additionally, this expert was the God Paladin!
The strength of a sixth level God Paladin was not something to be underestimated! Everyone knew that! Thus, in this group, everyone believed that this sixth level God Paladin would win – there was no doubt that he was also a popular contender for this group!
But in the end, a young man in his twenties with straw-like hair spoke with a typical southern accent and wore a white warrior's robe made of coarse cloth. He didn't even draw his weapon, but with a speed that was close to that of a ghost, he knocked all his opponents off the arena in an instant!
In the end, he easily dodged the sword of this sixth level Knight. Sticking close to him, he punched this sixth level Knight in the waist, knocking him down the ring … … what shocked Du Wei the most was that after this sixth level Knight fell down the ring, he immediately jumped up, seemingly uninjured!
What did that mean? It meant that this fellow knew how to control his strength! He could easily control the power of his attacks!
Knocking an opponent down the ring was not difficult. What was difficult was not injuring the opponent! Controlling the strength within a certain range, making the opponent lose their ability to resist while not injuring the opponent …
This kid was an expert! Du Wei immediately made a judgment: His strength was at least at the seventh level!
"What's his name?" Du Wei immediately asked Dylon.
"Uh … … his name is … … another strange name, Kakarrot, from … … um, so strange, the information shows that he came from the southern swamp! That is a very dangerous place. "
Du Wei: "… …"
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This day's other unpopular creator also had a name that made Du Wei's eyelids twitch!
This guy was in a small group, and with only a few moves, he broke the legs of four fourth level contestants and two third level contestants. The last opponent was so scared that he jumped down the ring … … and this winner, the information showed that he was only a … … first level fighter!!!
Moreover, his information came from … … a small village near the frozen forest in the north. He was twenty-eight years old, and his name was … … Vegeta!!
Du Wei directly rolled his eyes!
Piccolo? Kakarrot? Vegeta?
Damn it … … it really was the "First Under Heaven Martial Arts Tournament"!!
Du-Wei even wanted to point at God and curse: "God, are you playing a dragon ball game for me?!" Is there still Master Roshi! Is there still Tien Shinhan! Is there still Trunks!!
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Although those few coincidental names made Du Wei depressed, he soon became happy.
Why?
A few popular bets were taken out, so his casino naturally made a lot of money!
That night, Du Wei had a good sleep. At the same time, he had people change the odds, increasing the odds of today's "Dragon Ball Trio".
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The next day, the Knight Association's competition venue was completely full!! Even the tickets in the square were sold out! Even on the streets outside the Knight Association, there was a new professional group of people that had never been seen before in the Roland Continent — — ticket scalpers, commonly known as "scalpers"!
These guys walked around in the crowd with a mysterious face. Seeing those who were frowning because they couldn't buy tickets, they quietly stuck close to them and whispered sneakily: "Brother, do you want a ticket? Today is Sir Duke Tulip's competition! "
Of course, Du Wei was unaware of all this. He didn't know that he had brought a new professional group to the continent.
He was sitting in a contestant lounge.
Today's competition venue was very lively. It could be said that there was a sea of people. The square and the stands were all packed. The private rooms upstairs were also full.
Obviously … … the reason why so many spectators came today was because of the Duke Tulip's name!
Many people were curious as to whether or not this magic genius knew any martial arts or not! Or in other words, how strong was his martial skill!
When the competition started, Du Wei was the first person in this group of eight to go up the ring. The audience was thunderous!
Warm applause and cheers could be heard from the stands, among which there were many girls screaming.
And on the stands in the square, there were even some people who worshipped the Duke Tulip, putting up huge signboards!
Words such as' Tulips will win 'were considered reserved.
There were even some crazy girls who jumped up and screamed at Du Wei: "Sir Duke, marry me! I am very beautiful and a virgin!! "
"Sir Duke, I am willing to be your lover! My name is … … … "
"Sir Duke, you are so charming! I am willing to sacrifice myself for you!! "
The screams of the group of girls made Du Wei break out in a cold sweat.
In the private room, Prince Son saw this scene and couldn't help but stroke his chin: "Hahahaha! It seems there is finally someone worthy of the title of 'Number One Love Saint' in our empire! Ever since the death of the previous head of the Lister Family, the title of Number One Love Saint has been vacant. "
Sitting next to him, Prince Charlie had an impatient look. He wanted to see if his teacher would show his skills.
On the other hand, Princess Karina's face showed undisguised disgust as she looked at the girls who were screaming at Du Wei.
In the midst of the screams, the competition began!
To Du Wei's surprise, he was already prepared for battle when the gong sounded. Holding his longbow in his hand, he looked at the seven opponents in front of him. According to common sense, he is the most dazzling person in the group. Therefore, Du Wei was worried that these people would gang up on him first.
But the result … …
One second passed … … Ten seconds passed … … Thirty seconds passed … …
These guys looked at each other and none of them made the first move!
"Hey! I say, are you guys here to enjoy the scenery? Hurry up and make your move! "Du Wei was getting impatient.
On the other hand, the guys closest to Du Wei had a helpless look. Looking at Du Wei, one of them suddenly whispered: "Sir Duke! I beg you, just show us a few moves and we'll jump off the stage ourselves … "
"Yes, yes!" The others quickly nodded.
Du Wei: "… … You guys … …"
That guy had a flattering smile on his face: "You don't have to be polite! With our status, how would we dare to make a move against you! "
"Yes, yes!" The others nodded one after another!
Du Wei immediately understood what was going on!
It turns out that Du Wei is the most dazzling contestant in this group … … But with his status as a Duke, who would dare to make a move against him!
Although everyone believes that the Duke doesn't know any martial arts … … he is a Duke!
Do you dare to slash him? Punch him! Kick him?
Humph, even if you win this competition! Do you think you can walk out of the imperial capital alive?
Even if the Duke is benevolent and doesn't bother with you, there are plenty of people in the imperial capital who want to hug the Duke's thigh! The Duke doesn't even need to make a move and there will be a group of people willing to help him 'vent' his anger!
Winning the competition and getting the prize money?
You need to be alive to spend it!
Du Wei couldn't help but smile bitterly … … To be honest, he didn't have the slightest intention to bully others!
Thinking of this, he simply didn't want to waste any more time with this group of people. He raised his eyebrows: "No more nonsense! Let's fight! "
After saying that, Du Wei took a step forward. Just as his finger was about to pull the bowstring … … Seeing Du Wei raise his finger, the person closest to him had a look of joy on his face. He then suddenly shouted: "Amazing!!"
Just as his voice fell, the person had already let out a 'scream'. His body flew backwards and fell directly outside of the ring!
Du Wei was stunned! He stared dumbfoundedly and didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He subconsciously waved his hand: "Don't … …"
Seeing Du Wei's' waving 'action, the two people standing in front of him immediately looked at each other. With great tacit understanding, they let out two' ah 'screams. One of them even exaggeratedly shouted: "What a powerful Air Splitting Palm!"
After saying that, the two fellows had already 'soared into the air' and landed heavily outside of the ring!!
Duwei was so angry that he almost fainted. He gritted his teeth and stared at the remaining opponents: "You guys! Are you going to fight or not!? "
"This lowly one doesn't dare!" Several people shook their heads with a look of subservience.
Du Wei was angry!
If you don't want to fight, then this daddy will!
Thinking up to here, he rushed forward and raised his leg to kick the two guys in front of him … …
But just as Du Wei raised his leg, the two fellows' faces were already filled with joy. Then with two painful howls, they were directly sent flying to the left and right … …
Looking at the ring, Du Wei had 'taken care' of five opponents in just a few moments, the audience was already booing!
Sitting in the box, Prince Son was laughing so hard that he was rolling around in his chair. With how smart he was, he instantly understood the subtleties of the situation and laughed until tears flowed out.
Du Wei's face couldn't hold it anymore. The sound of booing from the audience made his face turn green and white. He fiercely stared at the two remaining opponents. Looking at the guy on the left, he shouted: "You! I'm talking about you! Come and hit me! "
"This lowly one doesn't dare!" The man took another two steps back.
"Come and hit me!" Du Wei pressed forward.
"This lowly one doesn't dare!" The man took another step back with a look of fear.
"Are you going to fight or not!" Du Wei furrowed his eyebrows and pressed forward.
"This lowly one absolutely doesn't dare!!" The man took another step back!
"If I tell you to fight, then fight!" Du Wei pressed forward again.
"This lowly one really doesn't … … Ah!" Halfway through his words, the man took another step back, but his foot stepped on air. It turned out that he had already retreated to the edge of the ring. This step missed, and he immediately fell off the stage.
Again … … Du Wei finished off another opponent!
Standing there, Duwei was so angry that he almost vomited blood.
The thousands of audience members in the audience shouted in anger: "Shady! Fake fight!! Shady!! Fake fight!! "
Some people even shouted: "Refund!! Refund!! "
In the stands, the Regent laughed so hard that his teacup was thrown over the railing. He held his stomach and his body twitched.
Du Wei stood on the ring and looked at the last 'opponent' in front of him.
Du Wei put away his anger and suddenly used an extremely kind tone to softly say to the man: "Come and hit me, I won't blame you."
The man was about to cry: "Sir, even if you beat me to death, I wouldn't dare."
"I let you hit me, what are you afraid of!"
"I … … I am afraid of everything!" The man's answer made Du Wei's heart spurt out blood.
"How about this, you come. If you cut me with your sword, I will give you 10,000 gold coins! If you kick me, I will give you 20,000 gold coins! "
The man's face was sullen: "Sir! This lowly one is willing to donate all his belongings to Sir … … please stretch out your hand and let me down … … "
Du Wei made up his mind: "Hurry up and do it. As long as you do it, I will make you a commander!"
The man finally stopped crying, and a look of determination appeared on his face! Seeing this, Du Wei felt joy in his heart – he is finally going to make his move?
In the end … … the man suddenly roared and pounced toward Du Wei! Du Wei stood in place and raised his longbow to block … …
However, the position of the man's pouncing position was far above Du Wei's head! He directly jumped over Du Wei's head and … … with a plop, he fell down the ring!
He 'struggled' a few times and spat out a mouthful of blood! He looked at Du Wei and shouted: "Your Excellency the Duke's divine ability is matchless! Powerful, powerful! This lowly one admires you! "
After saying that, he straightened his body and 'fainted'.
Du Wei held onto the longbow and stood there stiffly. He stared at the man's final performance … …
"I, I want to compete!" Du Wei looked up to the sky and gave a long sigh of grief.
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(Two combined into one long chapter ~)
Fine, I admit that I have a bad taste … … there are only a few days left at the end of the month. Everyone still has monthly tickets, please give them to me ~ ~)
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