Chapter 527: Unlimited Deathmatch, Xu Lang's "First Battle"! |
After the Coliseum's revamp, normal duels turned into unrestricted duels with no limits on items or equipment. If a participant didn't want that, the initiator could also set restrictions voluntarily. But this duel was an unrestricted deathmatch. That's right, a deathmatch!
The loser couldn't escape death through any item, and all their equipment, skills, and items would be dropped! Whenever a deathmatch happened, the atmosphere in the Coliseum became explosively heated!
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[Iron Blood Coliseum Broadcast —]
[Xu Lang of Mad King Building VS Kambada of Sacrifice Building]
[Deathmatch Initiator: Kambada]
[Deathmatch Type: Deathmatch]
[Deathmatch Restrictions: None]
[Kambada's Combat Power: 832 points]
[The winner inherits everything from the loser, including Combat Power!]
[Betting odds will fluctuate based on real-time battlefield conditions. Please bet responsibly!]
[Kambada Initial Odds: 0.3]
[Xu Lang Initial Odds: 0.8]
Inside the Coliseum, two beams of light shot up from the contestant entrances—one scarlet red, one cyan! The cyan beam was thick and vibrant, far surpassing the scarlet beam by several levels. Players called these beams Combat Power Beams; the stronger a contestant's combat power, the more dazzling the beam. Since the Iron Blood Coliseum opened up "free speech," there were no more cryptic codenames—everyone used their real names now.
"Holy crap, it's actually a deathmatch!"
"Sacrifice Building players are savage, but I never expected them to be the first to challenge Xu Lang!"
"The Dorm Owner of Mad King Building and the Dorm Owner of Sacrifice Building are fighting—someone go notify the boss!"
"Oh my god, the odds gap is a full five points—their combat powers are worlds apart!"
"Quick, bet on Xu Lang! Mad King Building is definitely going to win this time!"
"Idiot, Sacrifice Building obviously came prepared!"
The Coliseum erupted into chaos. Light flickered at the doors as people streamed in constantly. They received messages from their own dormitory building players and rushed over immediately.
Many had never seen Xu Lang in action, and they were filled with curiosity about this Acting Dorm Owner of Mad King Building.
"Brother Kai, how much did you bet?"
Zheng Kai and his group of underlings were all in the spectator seats. Zheng Kai now was vastly different from before—he sat upright on the seat, like a tiger coiled in ambush, his weathered face brimming with authority. However, at this moment, that authoritative face was flushed red, and his hands trembled with excitement.
"All in, of course!" He smacked the head of the underling who had asked. "Deathmatch—this is a deathmatch. If Lang Ge dies, do we have any chance of surviving?!"
The group of underlings suddenly understood.
Hearing this, the Mad King Building players also jolted awake and quickly scrambled to borrow money to place their bets.
With the situation favoring him, Xu Lang's odds would only drop. The initial odds were probably the highest Xu Lang would ever get!
The Iron Blood Coliseum's monitoring was extremely strict—it observed player strength in real-time, essentially ruling out the possibility of rigged matches. It also had a calculation system: if too many people bet on one side, the odds would lower accordingly. No matter how players manipulated things, they couldn't squeeze a profit out of the Iron Blood Coliseum. This was the conclusion after countless experiments by the five major dormitory buildings.
Within minutes, nearly forty to fifty percent of Mad King Building players had already arrived.
Blood Calamity?
Screw the Blood Calamity! Was it more important than watching Xu Lang's match?!
"Damn, who the hell is betting on Xu Lang to win?!"
"No need to guess—it's definitely those Mad King Building players!"
"The duel hasn't even started, and their odds are already tied. Xu Lang only has a hundred combat power!"
"They've already overtaken!"
"This is insane! Mad King Building players are way too loaded—has the betting pool hit hundreds of millions?"
"Should we throw in a little bet too?"
Today was the day the Shadow Prison Building had prophesied the Blood Calamity would strike. The Coliseum had been nearly empty, but thanks to Xu Lang's appearance, the scene heated up at an astonishing speed, rivaling the first two days after the Iron Blood Coliseum's revamp. Plenty of elites from the other four buildings had also arrived.
In the spectator seats, the girls of Demon King Castle arrived amid a crowd, surrounded by followers.
But not all of them were there. The ones who didn't come said they had absolute faith in Xu Lang, and with the Blood Calamity looming, they wanted to urgently boost their strength, so they skipped the fun.
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"Gorgeous!"
Players from Finality Building and Sacrifice Building were drawn to Cao Yaxuan and her group, practically unable to tear their eyes away.
High-level players would usually buy one or two pieces of high-tier clothing—high Comfort Level, often with self-cleaning functions, super convenient, and naturally boosting Charm as well. So high-level players generally had very distinctive outfits. Even if someone was ugly, they'd still give off an aura of dominance, authority, warmth, or kindness, making them highly charismatic. Charm scores breaking a hundred were already common.
But girls like Cao Yaxuan, with Charm this high? Most players had almost never seen anything like it.
What sane person would pour resources into Charm instead of Constitution or Spirit?!
"Sister Jiang, those girls are so beautiful—even prettier than you!" On the Sacrifice Building side, a young rookie stared with lovesick eyes, practically drooling.
And his Dorm Owner, Jiang Han, was also a stunning beauty, hailed as the number one beauty of Sacrifice Building, the object of admiration for countless Sacrifice Building players.
Don't blame people for still being obsessed with beauty even in this Dorm Survival Game environment. High-Charm individuals weren't just "good-looking" anymore—it was practically a superpower! Senior Sister Red Butterfly could now command some beasts to commit suicide, which was absolutely insane.
"Xiao Ye, learn to talk properly, or shut up!" a thick-browed, burly man scolded.
"It's fine. I don't really care about those things anyway." Jiang Han said indifferently.
She too was watching Cao Yaxuan and her group, her brow deeply furrowed.
Mad King Building had abundant resources, its players were crazy and loaded—this was common knowledge among other players. But they never imagined they were this ridiculously wealthy. The outfits Cao Yaxuan and her group were wearing were probably all Legendary-tier. Having one or two Legendary outfits was one thing, but even their accessories were sparkling and exceptionally extraordinary—this was way too excessive! It showed they had spent a huge fortune deliberately collecting these non-combat items!
"Chasing vanity?"
"Probably not. Anyone who can keep those Mad King Building lunatics in line can't just be some fool obsessed with appearances."
"High Charm must give them some other benefits—either financial luck or combat power..."
Jiang Han's mind churned with thoughts.
Some people became high-level players not just by luck, but because they truly had some innate potential. Ordinary players only saw that Cao Yaxuan and her group were beautiful, but high-level players like Jiang Han could see the information behind it.
"So, who do you guys think will win—Kambada or Xu Lang?"
"We've prepared so long for this. We're definitely winning!"
"Just thinking about the supplies our building gave Kambada makes my scalp tingle. Xu Lang will die within ten seconds!"
After the commotion caused by Cao Yaxuan and her group's entrance subsided, the Sacrifice Building players got back to business.
Since Xu Lang had already accepted the challenge, they had no reason to pretend anymore.