After the girl led Law and Bohara into the elevator, she began to explain the daily process.
"From the first floor to the 200th floor, ten floors are one level."
"That is to say, if you win on the 50th floor, you will be promoted to the 60th floor."
"On the other hand, if you lose, you will be demoted to the 40th floor. After passing the 100th floor, you will have a private room."
The girl spoke at a speed that was neither fast nor slow, which made people feel comfortable to listen to. This paragraph shows that she may have said it thousands of times.
"When we reach the 200th floor, isn't the promotion based on ten floors?" Law saw that the elevator had risen to the 30th floor and asked in time.
The receptionist smiled and said: "As long as you can be promoted to the 200th floor, there will be relevant staff to explain it to you."
Knowing that he couldn't ask more, Law curled his lips.
"Ding!"
As soon as the floor arrived, the elevator door opened.
The receptionist returned the ticket to Law and Bohara and smiled: "Please take this ticket and follow the guide marks on the wall to the counter to receive your bonus and prepare for the next battle. Good luck!"
"Thank you."
Taking the ticket, Law thanked her.
The smile on the receptionist's face did not change at all. She closed the elevator door and returned to the ground floor.
Law looked around. It was a very spacious corridor with many directional marks hanging on the walls.
"Let's go get our bonus first."
"How much can we get?" Bohara asked.
"Very little."
Law responded casually and led Bouhara to the right.
"Your appetite has become too scary. It's best to make a good sum of money here. Conservatively speaking, you have to save a year's worth of food expenses first?" Law said as he walked.
"I will work hard." Bohara smiled.
The two came to a counter similar to a bank service window. In the transparent glass, there was still a sweet-looking girl.
"Please show me your ticket." The girl said politely.
Law and Bohara took out their tickets at the same time and handed them to the girl through the opening under the glass window.
The girl took the ticket, verified it, took out a few coins and handed them to the two.
There were four coins, a total of two hundred and fifty-two yuan rings, equivalent to a more expensive drink. Moreover, there were two drink vending machines next to the counter, which presumably were specially prepared for the contestants.
This was the award ceremony on the 50th floor. Everyone received the same amount of prize money.
In fact, in the first level, regardless of whether one won or lost, one would receive 252 rings of prize money. However, if one lost the next round, there would be no more prize money. Moreover, from the 50th level onwards, there would be a watershed.
If one won on the 50th floor, the prize would be as high as 50,000 yuan rings. The higher one went, the higher the prize would be. At the 100th floor, the prize would be in the millions. At the 150th floor, the prize would be in the tens of millions. At the 200th floor, the prize would be in the hundreds of millions.
Law picked up the coin and threw it directly into the vending machine to exchange for a tin of coffee, while Bouharar exchanged it for a tin of juice.
The two of them drank their drinks as they headed to the preparation lounge.
Outside the lounge, Law threw the empty coffee can into the trash can, then pushed the door in, followed by Bouharr.
In the lounge, there were more than two hundred people either sitting or standing.
Hearing the sound of the door opening, the contestants inside all looked over, just glanced at Law and Bouharr, and then looked away.
The quality of the contestants in the lounge was obviously higher, unlike the first floor, but at a glance, there were no telekinesis users among the more than two hundred people, just ordinary people with good physical fitness.
Law led Bouharr to a seat and sat down. The winner of the preliminary selection would start the second game today. If he won, he would be promoted to the 60th floor, and if he lost, he would be demoted to the 40th floor.
"I'm a little hungry."
While waiting for the arrangement, Bouharr touched his stomach and said.
"You've eaten so much, and you're hungry in less than two hours?" Law stared.
Bouharr shrunk his neck and said, "A little."
Law slapped his forehead and said helplessly, "I really want to know what you've done in the past year."
Bohala scratched his head. Over the past year, his appetite for every meal had indeed increased, but the amount of training Baboon had also increased. It was as if the amount of training and the amount of food he ate had increased in tandem.
"Beep!"
The square loudspeaker hanging on the wall of the lounge made a sound.
"Mr. Luo Xian and Mr. Bouharr, please go to Ring B on the 58th floor."
Starting from the second game, the organizers will directly call the contestants by their names and put the honorific "Mr." behind it.
Hearing the notification, Law and Bouharr suddenly looked at each other.
In the second game of the first day, the result was a direct collision and they were arranged to be in the same ring.
"Boss, I'll forfeit!" Bouharr said.
"No need." Law got up with a smile and said, "I'm just going to try my ability."
Seeing Law say so, Bouharr had to bite the bullet even if he was unwilling.
The two got up and left the lounge and headed for the 58th floor.
Above the 50th floor, there will be a separate indoor ring and a packed audience, which is very different from the situation at the bottom floor.
When Law and Bouharr came to Ring B on the 58th floor, the auditorium was full of people, who raised their hands and cheered. Waves of sound echoed throughout the room, as if this was a world-level fighting competition.
In fact, this was just a fighting competition on the 50th floor.
The audience who came here bought tickets to enter, but they can see many fighting competitions in a day, and they can bet on every fighting competition, which is why the audience's enthusiasm is high.
"Everyone, sorry to keep you waiting. Let's welcome Mr. Luo Xian and Mr. Bouharr to the ring."
"Both of them jumped directly to the 50th floor with excellent performance on the first floor. Please pay attention, the previous battle between the two will be broadcasted on the big screen!"
A young woman wearing headphones sat on the commentary platform, guiding the audience to look at the huge screen hanging on the wall of the venue.
A wave of electric waves flashed across the dark screen, and then a picture appeared. It was the scene of Law easily blocking his opponent's punch and then throwing his opponent out of the ring. After the broadcast, it was the scene of Bouharr slapping his opponent out of the ring.
This video was to let the audience know the strength of Law and Bouharr, and then make a judgment and choose which side to bet on.
After the audience saw the performance of Law and Bouharr in the previous battle, the female commentator raised her voice and said loudly, "So, are you ready to bet? Now, please press the button! "
"Beep, beep, beep …!"
After seeing the strength of Law and Bouharr from the video, the audience all took out the controller used for betting and bet on the contestants they were optimistic about.
The fighting competition on the 50th floor was not qualified for a global live broadcast, only the battles above the 200th floor were qualified for this, but the fighting competition below the 200th floor could still arouse the enthusiasm of the audience.
The reason was the betting.
After a while, the audience placed their bets, and the results were displayed on the huge screen.
"The results of the betting are out! Mr. Bouharr is more optimistic! "
The odds of the two sides were out, Law's odds were 2.275, and Bouharr's odds were 1.300!
Judging from the odds, Bouharr had an overwhelming advantage.
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