Yesterday, when Tang Bai asked him about the plot of the novel, he specially used a classic battle of rats to illustrate to Tang Bai how to write a mecha competition. Although he did not mention the code name of rats, competitive fans who know a little about rats should be able to recognize who the mecha master is.

But Tang Bai didn't.

"Do you want to go to the underground arena to watch the game?" Xie Ruheng asked.

Tang Bai nodded vigorously, "Yes!"

Amber eyes were full of expectations, which was curiosity about unknown areas, but the underground arena was not as harmless as amusement parks.

Xie Ruheng took Tang Bai to a clothing store, "The audience needs to wear masks to enter the venue, you can choose the mask you like."

Tang Bai chose a white feather mask and helped Xie Ruheng choose the paired black feather mask. Seeing that Xie Ruheng had no objection, he put on the mask in front of the mirror.

After putting on the mask, Xie Ruheng and he walked to the fitting room and opened the door of the fitting room. There was also a well-disguised door in the fitting room. When he opened the door, Tang Bai saw the pitch-black lifting stairs.

He followed Xie Ruheng into the elevator and heard Xie Ruheng say to him: "You can't take photos after entering, and you can't record videos. It's noon game now. There is no mecha game, only ordinary fighting games. We have to choose which side we will win before entering the court. The seat is related to the players we choose..."

"drop."

The closed door automatically opened, and Tang Bai's eyes appeared in front of him. Three or four rows of men and women wearing masks sat in the audience. The martial arts stage had not yet come up, and the huge space seemed a bit deserted.

“There will be fewer people at noon, and the night is the most lively.”

Tang Bai couldn't tell the strength of the opponent, so he asked Xie Ruheng to choose. Xie Ruheng just glanced and chose a player named "Blood Wolf".

They sat in the audience, and there were waiters coming to sell alcohol. Tang Bai had a poor alcohol content. He waved his hand and said that before the opening, the atmosphere was so quiet that it could be described as quiet.

"Dear audiences, welcome to Noon Stadium. Our players are ready. Next, we invite the "Eagles" who have won ten consecutive victories and the newcomer "Blood Wolf" to appear!" A beta commentator said passionately: "Is it the "Eagles" that created the record of eleven consecutive victories, defending his first stage, or is it our newcomer "Blood Wolf" who has won the championship? Let's wait and see!"

There were sparse applause from the audience. In a not-warm atmosphere, Tang Bai saw the two contestants appearing. They were both thin and thin. The eagle was blinded. The blood wolf was very young and looked seventeen or eighteen years old.

They did not exchange any greetings, and they started to fight as soon as they came on stage, fisting and fucking, without any competition etiquette, and used many despicable ways of playing.

Someone soon saw blood.

It was not until this time that a sound of admiration came from the audience. Their interest was motivated by the bright red, and someone shouted "Beat him to death".

Tang Bai frowned, he turned his face away and didn't want to look at it again.

"What's wrong?" His dark eyes were quietly looking at him under the black mask.

Tang Bai pursed his lips and said softly: "It's a bit cruel... What do you think is the meaning of this kind of competition?"

"significance?"

Xie Ruheng whispered: "For the audience, it should be the meaning of having fun."

Tang Bai frowned even more, "Will you be happy to watch this kind of game?"

"I?"

"I usually stand on the stage for people to have fun." Xie Ruheng's voice seemed particularly cold in the audience's increasingly excited shouts. He was plainly like telling a story from someone else: "For the contestants, the meaning of the existence of the underground arena should be survival."

"In order to survive, for a slim chance, we can live better."

“Being an underground arena star may be the only way for children in slums to make a name for themselves,” he said. “Do you know the 'rat’? The 'rat’ is because of the underground arena that has the chance to be admitted to the federal military academy.”

"If there was no such road, he would have been just a stinky mouse hiding in the gutter for the rest of his life."

Then his hand was tightly held, and a candy was stuffed into his palm.

He heard Tang Bai say seriously: "But I don't think it's true. I know 'rat', he is my idol. If it were him, he would be able to reap glory no matter which way he takes."
Chapter completed!