"Boom ——!!"

With a loud sound that overshadowed the entire audience, a burst of dazzling light also filled the ring.

Countless people stared at the light.

Burst!

Faintly, they heard a vomit of blood, followed by a 'boom' that flew into the shock.

Who won?

These three words came to their minds at the same time.

Although they all thought that the No. 16 slave would win, Chen Yi's performance just now made them feel a little bottomless at the moment.

Even the young man in the box, one hand pinched the shoulder of the pretty woman beside him, who did not dare to make a sound despite the pain.

"Ahh

It's just that as the young man in the Chinese costume worked harder and harder, he even crushed her shoulder bones, so that she finally couldn't help but let out a cry of pain.

The moment she spoke, she realized that it was not good.

But the young man in the Chinese costume ignored her, and instead looked closely at the bloody arena ring below.

The light there has gradually dissipated at this moment.

Under the countless gazes of the young man in Chinese costumes, he saw a figure lying on the ring, trembling like convulsions. In the mouth, there are also streams of blood gushing out.

Whoop——!!

When I saw the appearance of this figure, the audience was in an uproar!

Because of him, he is slave number 16!

Slave No. 16, who has won seventy-nine games in a row, actually ......

Defeated!!

A series of shocked, unbelievable, and incredible eyes converged on Chen Yi, who stood indifferently in the ring.

This young man, who looked to be in his early twenties, actually defeated the ace slave on the sixteenth floor of the slave tower!!

Sky!

It's incredible!!

"Peng!"

In the box, the young man in Chinese costume also smashed a table next to him with a punch.

The pretty woman next to her was startled, and her whole body suddenly shrank on the sofa and shivered.

"Good!good!!"

But the young man in Chinese clothes didn't pay attention to her, but stared coldly at Chen Yi in the ring below, and a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "It's really good to let this son do a good thing!!"

By the end of the day, his face was full of hideousness.

The pretty woman who was tired of cowering on the sofa was even more frightened!

She knows the former's character very well, and this son is quite a perverted master.

"Ahh

And at this moment, the young man in Chinese clothes suddenly looked at her, and directly reached out and threw her to the ground covered with blankets under her exclamation.

"Don't!!"

In her frightened voice, the young man in Chinese clothes had already pounced.

Soon, a scream rang out in the box.

At the door of the box, the man in the black dress who was guarding here couldn't help but shake his head slightly when he heard the movement, "It seems that I have to find another one again..."

......

“3... No. 3130, win!"

In the Blood Arena, the announcement sounded after waiting for a long time.

"Congratulations to No. 3130, the three hundred and sixteenth monk who has successfully killed the seventeenth floor since the establishment of the Slave Tower!!"

"Congratulations to No. 3130, the three hundred and sixteenth monk who has successfully killed the seventeenth floor since the establishment of the Slave Tower!!"

......

Then, a continuous radio echo resounded up and down the Slave Tower.

The slave tower, which had not been calm for a long time, suddenly shook again!

"Oh my God, what's the situation? Isn't this the one who just killed the sixteenth floor!?"

"it!How long has it been, and I've been on the seventeenth floor!Is this a direct sixteenth consecutive victory on the sixteenth floor!?"

"It's too hanging, isn't it!, this 3130, which pervert is it!?"

......

Voices rang out up and down the Slave Tower.

Syllable!

On the first floor of the slave tower, the man's hand trembled as he picked up the pen, and the pen fell directly to the ground.

But instead of rushing to pick it up, he raised his head and looked over the slave tower with a stunned face.

Seventeen floors!

That No. 3130 went up to the seventeenth floor so quickly!!

Sky!

Is this really going to kill the eighteenth floor directly?

"Tineema is terrifying!!"

The man couldn't help but be frightened.

"What are you doing! Register me yet!!"

It wasn't until the people in line in front of him waited impatiently to make a sound that he reacted and quickly picked up the pen to continue registering.

......

Seventeen floors of the Slave Tower, inside a super hall.

"My lord, do you need to buy any other slaves besides these Eidolins?"

Bringing exactly sixteen Night Spirit Clan slaves to Chen Yi on this floor, the middle-aged man in black dress asked respectfully.

His current respect is from the bottom of his heart!

When he had just seen Chen Yi defeat Slave No. 16, he had been completely convinced!

"I'll take a look. ”

"Okay. ”

As he spoke, Chen Yi watched in the hall.

Unlike the previous sixteen floors, all the slaves in this layer were locked up in large cages. So much so that he swept over at a glance, but he couldn't see it all.

Chen Yi is also a little interested in the slaves here.

After all, the slaves who can be locked up in cages alone belong to a more precious category for the Slave Tower.

Chen Yi looked around and also selected a few.

The ones he chose were not the kind of ready-made strength, they were all teenagers with enough potential. Among them, the most satisfying and surprising thing was that he actually picked a young man from the Spirit Pupil Clan for him.

This race is almost extinct in the world today.

But their spirit pupil talent is quite strong. All it takes is one glance to plunge your enemies into a fantasy realm. As far as Chen Yi knew, there was a Scattered Cultivation Saint Monarch of the Spirit Pupil Clan in the Holy Heaven Realm. His ability even made many emperors jealous.

Although Chen Yi had not met him in his previous life, he was somewhat heard.

I didn't expect to meet one for him in the spirit world!

This Spirit Pupil Clan is a special race with a third-class bloodline, and because of this, the Spirit Pupil Clan boy selected by Chen Yi will be placed in this layer.

However, apart from the high bloodline, there was nothing else for the young man of the Spirit Pupil Clan in front of him. The strength is weak, and the bloodline is also very thin. At the age of about fifteen, he has only awakened the most ordinary talent.

If it weren't for this, the existence of a special race as a third-class bloodline would have been chosen or bought long ago.

But for Chen Yi, the bloodline problem is not a problem!

The bloodline medicine pool was ready, and even if it ran out, he could continue to build it. After all, there are still several copies of the materials on his body!

"My lord, are you going to continue?"

Walking out of the hall, the middle-aged man in the black dress asked Chen Yi.

In fact, he felt that there was no need to ask, it was just out of professionalism, so he still asked again.

"Hmm. ”

Sure enough, Chen Yi nodded.

The middle-aged man in the black dress asked again, "Do you need a break?"

As he spoke, he couldn't help but look at Chen Yi twice.

He was too surprised to notice.

At this moment, when he thought about it, seeing that Chen Yi had no injuries on his body at all, he couldn't help but have a look of shock in his eyes.

Chen Yi just fought with Slave No. 16, and he was not injured at all?

Sky!

This is terrible, right!?

"No need. Chen Yi shook his head and said lightly: "Take me directly to the Blood Arena!"

"Well... Okay!"

Although he expected him to answer this way, when he really heard it, the middle-aged man in the black dress couldn't help but gasp in his heart.

"Please come with me!"

He said respectfully, heading in the direction of the seventeenth floor.

Chen Yi followed.

The seventeenth floor of the Slave Tower is basically the same as the sixteenth floor. The only difference is that there is only one blood arena here. And this bloody arena is also the most popular one in the entire slave tower!

Of course, also because its area is one of the largest!

It occupies the center of the seventeenth floor and can accommodate more than 300,000 people.

However, there is still only one bloody ring.

After helping Chen Yi sign up for the middle-aged man in a black dress, he soon ushered in the first bloody fight.

His opponent was not another monk who had reached the seventeenth floor, but a slave!

The monks who can kill the seventeenth floor add up to more than 300 people in history. Among them, there are less than fifty people on the seventeenth floor. Therefore, when you come to the dueling arena, eight or nine times out of ten, you will meet opponents who are slaves.

The slaves here are much stronger than those on the sixteenth floor.

Although it is also the peak of the Holy Soul Realm, you can feel the gap in that strength after facing it.

If it is said that the peak slave of the sixteenth layer of the Holy Soul Realm has just created a complete Holy Soul. Then these peak slaves of the seventeenth layer of the Holy Soul Realm have been created for a long time, and they already belong to the upper level of the middle in the Holy Soul Realm.

Of course, it's a lot worse than the previous slave number 16.

Chen Yi naturally didn't have much pressure to deal with.

Easily win the first bloody fight.

"Number 3130!"

"Number 3130!"

"Number 3130!"

......

The 300,000 spectators in the stadium also cheered for this!

Although Chen Yi had just reached the seventeenth floor, the news that he had defeated the ace slave of the sixteenth floor had quickly spread to the seventeenth floor.

The slave tower also has requirements for the audience. Which floor you can go to as an audience depends entirely on your net worth. Only when the net worth reaches a certain amount, the slave tower goes up to a higher level. And the audience who can go to the sixteenth and seventeenth floors, all of them are worth a lot of money.

Many of them have a relationship with each other. What happened on the sixteenth floor naturally spread to the seventeenth floor in one fell swoop.

Knowing that Chen Yilian's sixteenth-layer ace slave could be defeated, the seventeenth-layer audience of course, of course, all chose to bet on him.

No, the betting ratio that Chen Yi saw when he came in the first game reached 99%!

At this moment, he won, and the countless spectators who bet on him naturally cheered!

Chen Yi didn't care about this, and when he returned to the lounge, he asked the middle-aged man in the black dress to continue to help him sign up.

But this time, after waiting for almost a quarter of an hour, I haven't matched the opponent.

Chen Yi, who was leaning on the sofa in the lounge, couldn't help but open his eyes and look at the middle-aged man in the black dress, "Why is it so slow?"

Because the slave is matched, it is generally not impossible to match the opponent. Unless it's in line.

But there is a blood arena on the seventeenth floor, and he is the only one who is matching now.

It shouldn't be so slow!

"My lord, let me help you ask!"

When the middle-aged man in the black dress heard this, he hurriedly picked up a sound transmission stone.

After half a ring, he put down the sound transmission stone. Xiang Chen Yi said, "My lord, there is something unexpected. It needs to be solved before we can continue to match you, and it may take you a little longer!"

"That's ......"

Chen Yi said: "Then wait a while!"

With that, he continued to close his eyes.

The middle-aged man in the black dress was puzzled.

Because there were very few accidents in the slave tower, and the other party didn't explain to him what the situation was, it made him a little suspicious.

......