Chapter Eighty-Five: Merry Monarch Fights White Skull

In the center of Qianjia Town, a circular stadium-like building stands in it.

Among them, there is an endless stream of people who come and go, all of whom are enthusiastic and interested. Here, known as the most enthusiastic place in the entire Qianjia Town, the Warrior Arena.

Warrior Arena, always welcoming warriors. Whether you are fifteen years old, twenty-five years old, or thirty-five years old, or whether you are in the Condensation Qi Realm or the Martial Vein Realm, as long as you are enthusiastic enough and courageous enough, you can challenge this place - the Warrior Arena.

Today's Warrior Arena welcomes a strange group of guests.

The group wore strange masks and didn't look like nice people.

However, the staff of the arena are not surprised, after all, the Warrior Arena is easy to offend people, so many people choose to put on masks when fighting.

"We're going to sign up for ......the Warrior Arena," Kong Mufeng said in a hoarse voice.

Name ......

"Merry King. Kong Mufeng wore a silver-white mask and changed his name to Merry King, otherwise Kong Mufeng's name was estimated to be boiling as soon as it came out.

Then, a sturdy man in a red mask said, "I, Red Giant. "As long as this red giant is not blind, he knows, Yuan Haoke.

Immediately afterward, a man wearing a white wolf's head mask came over and said, "My name is white wolf." ”

Immediately afterward, a young man in a gray mask came up and said, "My name is Onitou." ”

"My name is Donkey Head. A man wearing a donkey's head mask said with a grin.

Another, a woman with a green veil, whispered, "Hello, I'm Pothos." ”

"I, knife maniac. "The last one was a rugged young man with a knife.

Seven of the eight people in this group signed up, and each of them was strange, and even the names were strange.

These people don't need to be introduced too much, they are naturally Kong Mufeng and his party.

Soon, several people received a black warrior token with different cultivation on it.

Kong Mufeng's inscription reads: 'High-level Martial Vein Realm Level'

And everyone else wrote: 'Junior Martial Realm Level'

But the same thing is that they are all black Black Iron tokens.

This arena is based on a weightweight and rank system. Black iron is the lowest grade, and the higher it is, the more bronze, bright silver, brilliant gold, and pinnacle

For each loss, one point will be deducted, and one point will be added for each win, and if the opponent is a streak, you can get the points of the opponent's corresponding winning streak. And my winning streak will also add one more point for each more consecutive game. The same goes for a losing streak.

"Kids, I'll give you a sample first......

Kong Mufeng didn't just sleep this time, but bought a defensive martial art steel armor technique and a weapon.

This weapon is known as the closest broken weapon to the prefecture level, and it was sold for 3,000 gold coins. It is called, a shocking stick, the whole body is golden, and the power is endless.

As soon as Kong Mufeng ascended the throne, a wooden sign with Kong Mufeng's identity written on it was hung out.

"Merry King vs. White Skull. ”

Kong Mufeng came to the corresponding arena and saw that there were twenty or thirty people sitting around.

Why? Because these are fans of White Skull. White Skull had already won eight games in a row, and one more win would have entered the bronze medal, but it was defeated by the king of the iron medal, the Black Rock King, who had recently raised the iron medal.

Although there is no record now, the popularity is still there.

"Merry Man, who is this kid?" a group of people looked at the unfamiliar name.

"I haven't heard of it, you look at his record, 0-0, he's a newcomer. ”

A group of people were disappointed, they all bought tickets to come in, definitely wanting to see a good game.

Unexpectedly, the opponent of the White Skull turned out to be a newcomer, and the data sheet also said that the martial vein realm was sevenfold.

It seems that it will not be long before the battle will end, and this battle is destined to be uninteresting.

Kong Mufeng came to the battle platform, and the white skeleton had been waiting for a long time.

As his name suggests, the White Skull is wearing a skull mask on his face, a skull string on his body, and a bone knife in his hand.

Not to mention the battle, just standing there, Kong Mufeng felt a strong sense of oppression.

As soon as Kong Mufeng came on the stage, the men watching burst into laughter. "No wonder it's called Merry King, it turned out to be a little white face. ”

Kong Mufeng's dress is indeed heroic, even with a mask that half covers his face, he can see that Kong Mufeng has clear eyebrows, beautiful eyes, red lips and white teeth, and looks like a gentleman.

"It's boring......" White Skull sneered.

"Before we begin, give you one last chance to live, admit defeat and surrender!" Obviously, White Skull has little interest in people of this level.

Everyone sighed, it seems that this ticket was bought for nothing, and there is no need to look at it.

Just when everyone thought that Kong Mufeng was going to admit defeat, Kong Mufeng smiled evilly at the corner of his mouth.

Learning the tone of the white skull, he shot back: "Give you one last chance to live, the number surrenders!"

The same words were said by two people. The audience was in an uproar.

I didn't expect this little white face to be quite tough, and he replied directly.

"Good, die. The white skull smiled grimly.

"Bone Knife ......"

The White Skull casually used a low-level Xuan-level martial art, and this move was enough to deal with a seven-fold waste of the Martial Vein Realm.

"It's over!" The audience looked sorry, not for Kong Mufeng's life, but for the money they spent for nothing.

"...... Block"

Kong Mufeng withstood the bone knife slash with a messy shot.

The white skull felt that something was wrong, and released the true element vigorously. However, the goose hole Mufeng did not move at all except for the trembling point.

"Shhh......hh

All the audience were ready to leave, but they didn't expect to see Kong Mufeng actually block the bone knife slash of the white skeleton.

"That's a little bit of fun......"

The white skull was not angry but happy, but became interested.

"Look, look, the white skeleton is interested, this money is not lost!"

Everyone stood up excitedly, shouting the name of the white skull.

"I'll bring you a meal, Skeleton Death Curse......"

The White Skull really moved this time, and this Skull Death Curse was one of his famous skills.

"Buzz ......"

Kong Mufeng saw this skeleton, and his head seemed to be unfolded.

"Spiritual?"

Kong Mufeng hugged his head and miscalculated again.

I deliberately learned defensive martial arts, but I came across spiritual martial arts.

Kong Mufeng was directly restrained in place with the skeleton on his back, feeling that there were tens of thousands of insects gnawing at his flesh and skin.

"Ah......h

Kong Mufeng squatted on the ground and held his head, in pain.

"Hmph, it's time to hit the road...... Ghost knife yellow spring. The white skull pulled out the bone knife and killed it towards Kong Mufeng.

"This wave is not a loss, you can see the white skull's murderous stunt ghost knife Huangquan. ”

Ghost knife Huangquan, there is no survival.

The sound was accompanied by the sound of ghosts crying and howling, as if evil spirits were crying.

"Die, die, die......"

Kong Mufeng squatted on the ground, hearing these words repeatedly, his mind was already messy.

At this moment, the knife was getting closer and closer to him.