Chapter 466: I will definitely take down the small prison death row
The match was scheduled for the third day after the Spring Festival. The time was well chosen because it was the biggest festival in Jiuzhou and everyone had time to pay attention to the match.
The attention to this match was global.
Zheng Yu chose the venue of the prison death cell behind the Shangyu City Temple, which was the open space where Lu Xiuwen planned to build the landmark building of the Tenth Temple.
Landmark building?
Is there anything more iconic than a prison death cell with 18 floors above and 18 floors below?
Zheng Yu spent nearly a month to completely transform the prison death cell and let the King of Hell separate a small part of the hell black fog to cover the appearance of the prison death cell alone.
Make it look more gloomy and terrifying.
The first to enter were the media and reporters. They entered the hall of the prison death cell from the side passage, and then the lucky audience who were selected could go to the prison death cell to watch the live match.
Zheng Yu opened a separate passage for them and built the hall of the prison death cell a little more "warm".
After all, most of them are ordinary people.
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Through the Dark Blood Eye, all the scenes in the prison death row can be presented at the same time. The Dark Blood Eye has installed surveillance on each player, so no exciting scenes will be missed.
"This feeling, this atmosphere, this atmosphere... It really feels like the eighteenth level of hell."
"Don't say it, I'm tired of the previous single-challenge competition system. This special competition method proposed by Zheng Yu really makes me very interested."
"Now it depends on whether Zheng Yu's prison death row abyss can really do what they advertised, and can provide a challenge on each level, not only to challenge the limits of new professionals, but also to accurately compete and rank."
"I feel that it's almost okay, and there's no need to be too picky. After all, this is the first session, and it's also the first time that Zheng Yu has put the prison death row into use."
"Besides, there are more than a thousand players in this competition. How much manpower and workload are needed to manage this group of players?"
The seated media reporters and experts began to discuss the prison death row.
The atmosphere is really novel.
The competition... actually has a theme.
This makes many people look forward to it.
Even the new players participating in this competition think that getting rid of the single-challenge system is also an advantage for them.
Because single-challenge is a competition of combat ability and hard power.
But some professionals do not have an advantage in single-challenge competitions, such as auxiliary professions, even assassins, mages, and paladins do not like the single-challenge system.
Because there are too many opponents who restrain them.
The professions such as warriors and monks with relatively high comprehensive data are indeed incomparable. 90% of the champions of previous youth professional competitions are warrior professions.
Therefore, most of the contestants are eager to show their skills in this competition.
It doesnβt matter if they donβt get a place. After all, the number of places is limited. What they want is actually pure resources and some exposure.
"Is this Zheng Yu's Abyss? It does look quite intimidating."
"Actually, I don't like this kind of competition. It's better to play a one-on-one match. At least it's fair. It's hard for me to tell whether Zheng Yu will favor the players from their country."
"I think... he will definitely favor them. But is the one-on-one match fair? They are the organizers. What if they arrange Rong Mingjian as your first opponent? Where can you cry?"
"That's right..."
"I think this kind of competition is good. After all, judging the strength of a professional can't just rely on one-on-one matches. Passing the Abyss, discovering details, responding to situations, coping with the environment, and killing bosses should all be used as criteria for judgment."
"Zheng Yu himself is a very strong Abyss passer-by professional. Only he can come up with this kind of competition method."
In the waiting room of the temple, the newcomers can also see the prison death row in the distance. Although it looks gloomy and terrifying, the newcomers here are all geniuses who have experienced various abysses. This scene is nothing.
Many newcomers are full of confidence.
"Heh, a small prison cell, I will definitely take it down!"
"There's really nothing to be afraid of. I remember that this prison cell is the abyss that Zheng Yu passed perfectly at level 30. I don't think it can be too difficult."
"That's right, if everyone passes his prison cell, the final decision will have to be made in a one-on-one match."
"After all, this is an elimination match."
"..."
Next to this group of confident players, there sat a foreign player with a very dark face. His skin looked like the country on the equator, but his pupils were dark brown.
There were too many abysses left over from the collapse of the equator country, and there were not many countries left, let alone spending money to participate in such a competition.
It was mainly because they really didn't have any talented players worth showing off.
This boy pretending to be a player from the equator country was naturally Kong Yi who got in through the back door through Zheng Yu.
He almost couldn't help laughing when he heard the group of people around him saying "I will definitely take down the prison cell."
It was really... the funniest joke he had heard today.
Zheng Yu, the living devil who kills without blinking an eye, the pervert who upgraded to level 70 in just two years, could you let you pass it so easily?
A small prison death row?
Even a genius like me doesn't dare to call this prison cell "small", you are really not afraid of Zheng Yu...
Kong Yi can clearly feel a sense of fear from this prison cell that he has never felt before.
That is a kind of...absolute suppression in strength.
From...the deepest part of the prison in the distance.
"What on earth did you hide in this prison?"
Kong Yi stared at the prison cell deeply, thinking of the wild king, "Let's take it step by step, first overcome that damn bull."
To be honest, Kong Yi still has a psychological shadow on Zheng Yu's wild king.
Too restrained for such an explosive profession.
Kong Yi found that most of the contestants in the waiting room did not seem to be under any pressure, and felt that the prison cell was mostly ordinary people.
Only one person, Kong Yi saw a trace of worry and...strange fear from his expression.
"Is that person Rong Mingjian?"
Kong Yi naturally knew Rong Mingjian.
If there is no Zheng Yu in this world, and if I, who has already entered the Advent Sect, were excluded, then Rong Mingjian would definitely be the first genius in Jiuzhou... the first genius in public.
But if I and Zheng Yu are counted, then he can only be ranked third.
"You are even more unlucky."
Kong Yi could see the familiar emotions from the expression on Rong Mingjian's face, and he could empathize with Rong Mingjian's current feelings.
Obviously, Rong Mingjian should also feel that the prison death row is not that simple.
Kong Yi looked at Rong Mingjian with sympathy.
At this time, the door of the temple waiting room opened.
Dang!
From the prison death row, a bell sounded, which sounded like the sound of bells in the temple. It was this very ordinary bell sound, but it made all the audience, media, and more than a thousand contestants stop discussing and look in the direction of the prison death row.
Even this bell sound made all the people present who heard it clear their eyes and hearts, as if they were purified.
Zhang Zhan in the VIP viewing room was very familiar with this bell sound.
"Isn't this... the bell of the slow monk in the Demon Temple? I didn't expect Zheng Yu to use it as the start signal. What a luxury."
The bell sounded.
Buzzββ
The black iron door of the prison's death row slowly opened.
A gust of cold wind accompanied by a strong smell of blood blew towards the faces of more than a thousand contestants.
Zheng Yu, Liao Ning, and Rong Li stood at the prison gate.
Zheng Yu smiled and said to all the contestants and the camera responsible for the live broadcast around the world: "There will be no opening performance. I don't have anything to say. Everything depends on strength."
"Now the prison door has been opened for all challengers."
"As long as you step into the prison's death row, you can admit defeat and give up the game, but the whole process will be recorded and broadcast live to the world, so you still have to grit your teeth and persevere. I believe you will gain something."
"In addition, as long as the contestants dare to enter the prison's death row, I will give them a reward. This reward is something you can't get in any low-level abyss...good things."
"Finally...come on, everyone."
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