"Here's your 5.5k gold coins as deposit for ten rounds of fight in advance."
"And I also want to bet on me. Here's 55k gold coins on my winning."
They were all shocked to what was happening.
I sat inside the waiting room untill round 1 began again.
The place was bit dull; a man was sitting beside the door, he would open it for the warriors.
There were weapons & armour's in racks. To be donned before going inside the blood thirsty field.
***
After a long announcement, finally the gates opened. Damn... this howling crowds, the boos, the praises everything was so surreal. I was feeling like a Roman gladiator from time.
I walked out of that dark room & in 90 - 100 metres distance, a man came out from another room.
A 7 feet giant of a man, his body was filled with scars. He didn't wielded any sword or spear. Nor did he had a shield or armour.
"Crush, crush, crush...arrr...awooo"
The public was screaming at top of their voice. This guy surely crushes his opponent with brute force. Or he would atleast have a weapon on him.
The man slowly came towards me; looked in my eye & then spat on the ground. He then turned towards the audience and made a gesture with his hand of crushing the enemy with closed fists.
The public again howled in rage,
When he was at 7-8 meter distance from me,
"BADHUSS"
A monstrous noise; numerous numbers of leads conned out of my M1912 shotgun shell & blasted his head like a ripe watermelon.
"KHACCHAK"
with that sound my shotgun emptied out the spent shell from it's loading chamber.
Whole of his head was cleaned off, above the chin.
A ping sound was heard from my system and with a thud the guys body fell too.
Used my assessment skill to check on him.
[User extracted 2x gold teeth.]
Breaking the dead silence; the public roared in amazement as they haven't seen such lethality in ages... Most of them were still angry for losing their bet.
The body stayed lifeless spewing blood from the mortal wound.
Two men came running with a stretcher sort of stuff to clear the field.
The announcer made an announcement, "Now the winner may take half an hour rest before next fight or if he whishes he can continue it in next day."
I waved my hands at the announcer to attract his attention,
He asked an employee of the arena to come down & listen to what I have to say.
I asked the man to tell him, I don't need rest, I'll continue...
The man reconfirmed my answer & wen't back.
The announcer was amazed at my decision. I gave him a thums up for continuation.
"People of the great arena, you don't have to go back. Our generous fighter here has decided to continue fighting. So there's going to be nothing more than entertainment.. entertainment.. entertainment.. Round 2 commences!"
Whistles & people's joy filled voices engulfed the arena again.
The door again opened with a creak.
Two men came out, tall, robust body. A veteran look of a warrior ran through their faces. Armed with spear & the other guy was with one handed mid sized sword, on the other hand he had an one handed shield for defence. They both wore leather armour's basically T1 grade.
"KLAM"
A 7.92×57mm Mauser round ran through my Kar98k & made a big cavity on the shielded guy's chest. The leather armour was basically useless against my Kar98k.
Seeing his partner in arm fall, the spear guy charaged towards me in a blind rage.
Two shots were fired one in his right arm where he was holding the spear, the second one blew off his right knee cap.
The guy fell down on the ground & was wriggling in tremendous pain.
My system alerted me two times confirming the kills.
Another round was completed.
The announcer looked at me & I gave him a thumbs up with a smile. He understood & the third round began.
This time the audience was not so lively, they were grinding their teeths, cupping their fists tightly. It was normal for anyone to get angry. As they were losing money.
The funny part was that; none of them had betted a single coin on me & they even thought that I wouldn't survive a single round.
This time it was three men; two swordsman & one archer. Basically, what I understood was, the number of people will increase according to numbers of the round. In round four, I will face four men & the number will increase so on.
A headshot for the archer, while keeping a tab on the swordsman through my kar98k's crosshair.
The two of the swordsmen used shield to cover them up & slowly moved towards me.
I could have easily put a couple of bullets in their thighs, knees or foot to kill them.
To their surprise, I shoot two rounds and both of them penetrated their t3 shields & armours.
One slug ripped through one's sternum & the second guy's neck & spinal cord got blown to smithereens by my second slug.
Bodies fell, with shields and armours which has big "O" shaped hole in them, as for the audiences mouth too.
***
"Sir, is he going to win all the rounds, like this!"
"It looks so..."
BURR BURR BURR
the hookah made an monotonous sound while the owner puffed tobacco's & was deep in thought.
He could clearly see that the deal he signed was going to come true. More than that, the guy who was going to kill more than 50 guys at a strech was a simple man with no heavy weapons or armour's. He was wielding a muskets of unknown origin with supreme lethality.
It was truly a breakthrough for musket wielding warriors.
***
The fourth round's result were same 4 kills within a minute or so. The fifth round was almost same but due to increase in number of archers, I got shot twice.
One arrow wen't through my left hand & another was in my left chest. I thought I would die as it got penetrated deep. But, it was different. I got some damage & plus some additional damage for 30 seconds.
In reality I would have died, if got shot in the chest due to lung collapse or penetration of heart. Due to video game interfere; like a video game character I couldn't die of mortal wounds like reality.
Only a 0 hp will kill me; to ensure that one last thing was left was not to get a headshot. And after that I would run wild throughout the battlefields wrecking mass destruction.
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