Being Blind For Five Years, All My Disciples Became Forbidden Curse Mages

177  Protruding Spike

"Ahem, how much is it for two people?"

The Dwarf who was collecting the money looked at Qing Niao and Fang Ping and said, "The entry fee is 200 copper coins. You can watch for a day. You will need to pay for re-entry. As for Gladiators, the price is charged according to your level."

It really was an arena. Qing Niao's eyes lit up and asked, "Is it an advanced arena? The kind where no one dies and the energy consumption is very low?"

"Ok."

"I want to be a Gladiator. How much is it? I'm Class 2."

"The entrance fee for Class 2 is two silver coins. The prize money for every win is one silver coin. At most, you can win four consecutive matches. If you lose halfway, you will be eliminated."

"Two silver coins… Fang Ping, I…"

Fang Ping took out four silver coins and handed them to the Dwarf who was collecting the money. "Two gladiators. I'm also a Class 2."

Fang Ping was actually looking forward to the battle in the advanced arena more than Qing Niao.

He had learned so many skills, but he had never really fought. Firstly, he was afraid of death, so he had been staying at the back. Secondly, the energy consumption was too high, and it hurt to use too many skills.

It was rare for him to fight without too much losses. Fang Ping also wanted to see his current strength.

"They're all Class 2 Forbidden Spellcasters."

"Alright." The Dwarf took out two stone cards and handed them to Fang Ping. "Keep them well. You have to use this card later. If you lose it, you have to pay again. Go left through the door."

"Okay."

Fang Ping handed a sign to Qing Niao and walked in.

After calculating, each person paid two silver coins. If they lost one round, they would be eliminated. At most, they could win four consecutive rounds. Then, the arena would earn about half as commission.

Moreover, they could collect a sum of money from the audience.

Looking at the profits alone, the arena was very profitable. However, he did not know how much the operating cost of such an arena was.

Walking down the long corridor, the design here was similar to the team's arena, but the walls were very flat. There were no patterns or decorations, and it was quite Dwarf-style.

Near the exit, there were three areas. There were not many people sitting in each area. There were only about ten to twenty of them in total. Most of them were Dwarves. Fang Ping also saw Humans. He recognized one of them —Anthony.

Although Fang Ping had joined the team by defeating Anthony, their relationship was not bad. They just did not have much interaction.

It was just that Fang Ping did not know when it started, but he kept feeling that Anthony seemed to be deliberately avoiding him. The moment their eyes met, he would quickly move away. When he walked, he would deliberately avoid Fang Ping.

Did I do something?

Fang Ping was also confused.

It was the same this time. When Anthony saw that it was Fang Ping who was walking over, he turned around and turned his back to look at the arena outside the exit. It was a battle between two Dwarves.

"Where are your nameplates?" A Dwarf auntie walked over with a notebook in her hand and a pen in her other hand.

In the Human world, paper was not cheap. In the Dwarf world, there were even fewer people who could use paper.

Glancing at the stone tablet in Fang Ping and Qing Niao's hands, she raised her head and asked again, "Both of you are Class 2?"

"Ok."

"Ok."

She lowered her head and wrote something down in her notebook. At the same time, she said, "There are many Class 2 contestants today. We still have to wait for a while. I'll call you when we arrive. You're number 23, and you're number 24."

Fang Ping took a look at the stone tablet in his hand. It turned out that it was written with a number. 23. Hmm… He could not tell.

The victor had been decided on the stage. Two more Dwarves went on stage. One of them was very special. He drove a metal chariot up.

Qing Niao pointed at the domineering chariot. "This works too?"

The exterior of the chariot was more like a tank. It had a full metal shell and the Dwarf sat in the middle. There were four huge metal wheels with protruding spikes on the edges.

In front of it was a huge cylinder that looked like a steamroller. It was also filled with protruding spikes.

The registration Dwarf Auntie had yet to leave. She took a look and said, "Of course. That's his equipment."

Equipment? Fang Ping used a special characteristic to get a sense of it.

"Characteristic failure. Target: Dwarf Chariot Iron Calt, not the person."

'So this Dwarf called Iron Calt, his profession is called the Dwarf Chariot?'

His equipment was a little shameless.

The Dwarf opposite him was not simple either. His entire body was wrapped in iron armor. Fang Ping had never seen the weapon in his hand before. It was two thick triangular blades that swayed with his hand, as if they were welded to his hand.

His profession was called a War Maniac.

Outside, the host's voice sounded.

"The participants this time are all embodiments of our Dwarven forging skills. They are the strongest killing tools on the battlefield. Now, two Class 3 war machines have collided. Who is stronger? Let us look forward to the exciting battle between the Dwarf Chariot, Iron Calt and the War Maniac and the three-edged blade."

The ground under their feet slowly changed into snow. With the sound of the competition starting, the battle officially began.

The Dwarf Chariot suddenly accelerated and rushed towards the War Maniac. However, the terrain was disadvantageous to him. The heavy Dwarf Chariot was deep in the snow. Its four wheels kept spinning, raising a large snowflake, but its speed was not fast.

In comparison, the War Maniac was like a beam of light. He suddenly accelerated, his body turning into an afterimage as he circled around to avoid the spiked roller in front of the tank. In an instant, he appeared on the side of the tank. Then, he roared and his body lit up with an orange light as he spun quickly.

Sizzle! Sizzle! Sizzle!

An ear-piercing sound rang out as the long spikes on the wheels were bounced off. The heavy blade that was raised horizontally cut a hole in the side of the chariot.

BOOM!

The huge roller in front of him slowly raised and smashed over. The War Maniac roared and used another skill. Then, he exerted strength and stabbed the triangular blade into the wheel. He used the reaction force to retreat and avoid the roller's attack.

He only had a knife left in his hand, but the Dwarf Chariot's wheels were stuck with a knife, making it even more difficult to advance.

Fang Ping did not need to look to guess the outcome.

Dwarf Chariots were more suitable for large-scale battles on the battlefield. Just like tanks, they needed the cooperation of infantry.

However, in such a 1v1 arena, he could not add skills. His attack speed and movement speed were slow. Tanks did not have an advantage.

Looking around, there was indeed no second Dwarf Chariot.

War Maniac was covered in iron armor. Apart from being very fast at the beginning, his movements were also slow. However, in comparison, the Dwarf Chariot was even slower. After spending some time and destroying another wheel, the Dwarf Chariot took the initiative to shout that it admitted defeat.

After watching a few rounds, many Humans and Dwarves arrived one after another.

The Humans were all Lord's Guards. More than ten of them came in at once, and there were also many Dwarves.

"I heard that many Humans came today. Indeed, there are many. I wonder if I can meet one."

"Haha, it's a good thing I didn't go to the mine today. I actually encountered so many Humans."

"Our boss specially asked me to come over and he'll teach me new forging techniques if I win. However, there are only a few Class 1 Humans. It's not easy to encounter them."

"Willow Leaf, I have something to discuss with you. Let me fight a Human. I'll give you fifty copper coins."

"I'll pay a hundred. Let me go first. Willow Bend, I'm related to your neighbor."