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Chapter 39: The Gladiator Broker

肉装法爷会挂机 · 第三十九章 角斗经纪人

About two hours later.

After undergoing multiple tests and imprint constructions involving the soul, flesh, and blood.

Gunie received the gladiator medal.

This blood-colored gladiator medal was about the size of a palm.

On the front was the emblem of the Divine Arena, and on the back was Gunie's name, "Gunie Lawrence."

Inside the gladiator medal was a unique medal imprint constructed from Gunie's soul, flesh, and blood.

Additionally, the gladiator medal itself was a supernatural artifact; when source power permeated it, it could open an energy projection.

On the projection page, one could register for gladiatorial combat and so on.

At the same time, when a match was scheduled, it would also provide information prompts.

Basically, the transmission and interaction of various gladiatorial information throughout the Divine Arena were all conducted within the gladiator medal, making it exceptionally convenient and efficient.

"This medal is almost like a prototype of a mobile phone," Gunie mused as he held it.

While walking toward the meeting point agreed with Dolans, Gunie checked the various content and information within the gladiator medal.

Foremost among them was the information on Divine Arena gladiators.

In the Divine Arena.

A gladiator who had just applied for and obtained a gladiator medal was a "Divine Arena Apprentice Gladiator."

An apprentice gladiator's opponents were also apprentice gladiators.

After winning five consecutive matches, an apprentice gladiator would become a "One-Star Gladiator."

The promotion from one-star to two-star, and from two-star to three-star, followed the same pattern.

Each promotion required a life-and-death contest against five gladiators of the same star rank, emerging victorious.

And if there was any loss.

The outcome was death!

The Divine Arena.

Every match was a life-and-death battle.

The victor lives, the vanquished dies.

This also raised the issue of avatars.

On this point, the Divine Arena had strict restrictions.

The true main body must participate in the battle.

Avatars were not allowed to become gladiators.

Every entry was subject to inspection.

After all, the medal contained the soul, flesh, and blood of the supernatural being; it was basically impossible to slip through.

Thus, life-and-death battles in the Divine Arena were truly life-and-death.

In the midst of combat, bizarre and mysterious supernatural powers and techniques clashed endlessly.

Every gladiator would do their utmost to survive.

And it was precisely because of such bloody and intense confrontations.

That the Divine Arena commanded such high attention across the vast divine kingdoms and even the ruler kingdoms.

To the extent that powerful factions would dispatch a certain number of deities to station themselves in the Divine Arena, specifically to seek out the many talented gladiators.

As he pondered, Gunie registered himself on the page within the gladiator medal.

Gunie approached the five apprentice gladiator versus apprentice gladiator matches with caution.

Although Gunie was not afraid of death, if he capsized, it would be quite unpleasant.

Less than a minute after registering.

"Buzz... buzz..."

The gladiator medal vibrated slightly.

Gunie opened it to check.

"Lord Gunie Lawrence, after 12 source hours, please proceed to Supernatural Seventh Rank, Apprentice Arena No. 556 to participate in your first gladiatorial match."

On the Oya Continent, one source hour was approximately six hours on the Oya Continent.

Twelve source hours meant three days later.

"Three days later, the first fight," Gunie said to himself.

By now, Gunie had arrived at the meeting point agreed with Dolans.

Dolans was already waiting there.

"Did you get the gladiator medal?"

"Yes, it's done. What about yours?" Gunie nodded and asked.

"I've got mine too," Dolans said with a smile.

"There's still a lot to do, like finding a place to stay, buying some necessary equipment and items."

"Using potions and such during battle is not allowed, but you can drink them before entering. Potions that speed up source power recovery, increase speed, enhance physical strength, or even boost attack power are all available in the gladiator shop."

"You can do that?" Gunie was startled.

"Otherwise, what did you think?" Dolans said softly.

"This is life-and-death gladiatorial combat, not child's play. Supernatural beings won't let go of any slight improvement."

"That little bit of improvement could be the deciding factor in the final moment."

"That's true," Gunie nodded slightly.

For Gunie, he was currently at the mid-stage of Supernatural Master seventh rank.

Source power consumption was basically not a big issue.

On one hand, Gunie's source pool now had a capacity of 300,000 source power units.

Moreover, he had been continuously using the Deep Sea Source Crystals of the Royal Grade Sea Demon Tree, which gave his demon source pool an astonishing recovery speed—a baseline of hundreds of source power units per second.

Additionally, Gunie's successive reincarnation transformations had made his affinity with source power remarkably high.

This further increased the base source power recovery by about three times.

That meant a recovery rate of over 300 source power units per second.

During normal spellcasting, Gunie's source power consumption rate couldn't even keep up with the recovery rate.

At the same time, Gunie was not afraid of anti-magic measures.

This was another extraordinary aspect he had shown after condensing the demonic runes.

In terms of source power, soul, flesh, and speed, Gunie didn't have much to worry about overall.

Currently, what Gunie lacked most were magical weapons and powerful arcane texts.

"Let's go to the Gladiator Shop and see if there's anything suitable to buy. After all, they have a huge variety of items," Dolans suggested.

"Yes, let's go!"

Gunie nodded.

"By the way, Gunie, you're quite strong. Have you considered finding a gladiator broker?" Dolans asked on the way.

"Gladiator broker?" Gunie looked over.

"In the Divine Arena, on the surface, everyone engages in one-on-one life-and-death duels, but behind the scenes, there are many tricks."

"The most active group among them are the 'gladiator brokers.'"

"They operate in various arenas, high and low, watching matches and meticulously assessing the strength of every promising supernatural being."

"For example, they evaluate a supernatural being's overall strength, including equipment, arcane texts, soul strength, physical strength, and so on."

"As these supernatural beings progress to one-star or even two-star gladiators, the brokers secretly contact some officials who arrange match pairings, and then covertly have certain individuals matched together."

"Based on their detailed study of these individuals, they can largely predict the outcome of a match and secretly place bets on the side."

"Often, they end up as winners, reaping generous betting rewards."

"This..." Gunie's heart stirred.

"These people dare to manipulate matches? Doesn't the Divine Arena stop them?"

"It's a one-on-one fair fight; where's the manipulation? Besides, when arranging opponents, they're all from the same star rank."

"All they do is have certain people meet. Can you say that someone is guaranteed to win a hundred percent?"

"Are you just being argumentative!" Gunie shrugged helplessly.

Dolans chuckled softly.

"In fact, the Divine Arena secretly allows such operations; it's a gray-area benefit."

"And if you have a gladiator broker behind you, they will analyze your strength and, as much as possible, help you avoid gladiators who counter you or those who are strong but hide their strength."

"That way, the danger is much reduced."

"Also, even if you don't actively seek a gladiator broker, once you perform well enough to advance to one-star or two-star, brokers will naturally come to you."

"I'm telling you this in advance so you can think it over when the time comes."

After thinking it over, Gunie nodded cautiously. Dolans had told him so much, and it had indeed benefited him. At the very least, this guy was a trustworthy companion.