Countless eyes focused on the gladiatorial room on the third floor, and in the deathly silence, the gladiators in the gladiatorial room had worry and fear written on their faces, and finally they all took a step back and shrank into a deeper corner.

The lonely young man in the field, who looked kind and kind, was actually a more ruthless existence than Mu Cheng, if anyone provoked him, I am afraid that he could only end up with no bones left.

"Didn't anyone play?" Xia Gui's slightly hoarse voice sounded.

After a few more minutes of waiting, there was silence in the gladiatorial battle on the third floor.

At this critical time, no one was willing to come forward.

Xia Gui sighed and looked at Mi Wuzong helplessly.

Gu Xun took a step forward and said in a low voice: "Young Master, Mu Cheng, the strongest warrior of the third layer, has been defeated, and there is no one left who will be his opponent." In my opinion, this third-level gladiatorial struggle will end here. ”

The third level is the Freedom Challenge, which is over if the gladiators are unwilling to fight and the winner does not name the opponent.

"It's over?" the corners of Mi Wuzong's mouth twitched, and he was so angry that he almost slapped Gu Xun in the face.

The gladiatorial match on the third floor has just been contested and it is over?

Isn't that too hasty!

Shouldn't we be challenged from weak to strong to finally determine the winner? This is the regular routine of gladiatorial matches.

"No, I've hosted so many games, and every time it's a game, it's over, isn't this a mess!"

"No, young master, according to the rules, it should be like this. Gu Xun said.

"Shut up! no one is on, so one by one, one by one!" Mi Wu yelled in frustration.

When the gladiators in the gladiatorial room heard this, their hearts skipped a beat, and everyone's eyes stared directly at Mi Wuzong on the high platform.

When they found that the expression on this Mi Wuzong's face was serious, they all gasped and hurriedly bowed their heads and remained silent. The gladiators were afraid that their emotions would be too flamboyant and attract the attention of Mi Wuzong, and if they didn't do well, they would be sent to battle.

Xia Gui laughed tiredly, "I don't care. They have all reached the third floor, and it is the same to kill one person or ten people. If Young Master Wu Zong thinks that it is too boring for no one to play, then it is better to name them one by one, and I will kill one by one. ”

"Whew!" Mi Wu snorted.

When the gladiators in the arena heard this conversation, they couldn't help but shrink back in, and several of them had already shrunk into the corners, nervous expressions covering their cheeks.

"If this man cares no more than his feelings, and if he really wants to kill us all, we will not be able to take them all right. After a while, we will fight in wheels, and the weakest will go first, and Xin Kang, your palace, will kill him if you want to die. Wang Ersan's eyes showed ruthlessness.

"That's right, he killed Brother Mu, we must take revenge!" Xin Kang nodded.

The atmosphere in the third layer of the gladiatorial battle was tense, and Xin Kang, Wang Ersan and the others were full of anger written on their faces, and they were quite ready to fight to the death after being forced into a desperate situation.

Xia Gui's gaze slowly fell onto the high platform, and he laughed, "Young Master Wuzong, have you thought about it?"

Mi Wuzong's face was cloudy, and he didn't give an answer, he was weighing whether it was necessary to send the remaining group of wine bags and rice bags to fight.

In fact, Mi Wuzong also knew very well that it was unnecessary to force the gladiators to fight.

The strongest of the third layer has been defeated, and the remaining gladiators are even more unbearable, so they can only be used as jumping clowns to make up for Xia Gui.

But it was really a shameless thing for him to announce Xia Gui's victory, so he didn't reply for a while.

Xia Gui smiled slightly, and his face also returned to a gentle smile that was harmless to humans and animals, "Young Master Wuzong, if you can't make a decision for a long time, I will meditate and heal my injuries first." ”

After saying that, he sat down cross-legged and closed his eyes seriously.

A faint essence of true qi swept out of the dantian, lingering around his body, and Xia Gui really sank into the cultivation.

With the flow and warmth of that true qi, the pure energy began to repair the skin around him, the bleeding wound gradually stopped, and Xia Gui's face began to return to normal.

Seeing that Xia Gui looked like he was in good times, Mi Wu clenched his fists in anger and was speechless.

Does this kid really think he doesn't exist?

"Wu Zong, none of the remaining gladiators here are his opponents, and if you force them to play, you are just a live target to continue to send the kid to practice. In my opinion, if you give this kid to me, I will torture him for you. Mi Wuhuan threw a brother-like smile at Mi Wuzong.

Mi Wuzong shook his head again and again, "Big brother, you haven't broken through this fourth layer yet, how can people give it to you, you have to follow the rules in the gladiatorial arena." ”

"Then don't regret it. Mi Wuhuan smiled.

Mi Wuzong glared at Mi Wuhuan angrily.

Man, he won't hand it over.

Anyway, with the big man on the fourth layer pressing the formation, this kid will definitely die.

After some deliberation, Mi Wuzong finally said loudly: "According to the rules, the third-tier competition system is free challenge. As the strongest gladiator at the moment, if the gladiator Turtle does not name his opponent and no one volunteers to fight, then the game is over. Ahem, gladiator, Turtle, let me ask you, do you have a designated fighter?"

Mi Wuzong's voice was so loud that it could even be heard in the other garden two miles away.

However, Xia Gui, who was sitting in the middle of the gladiatorial arena, seemed to be immersed in an extremely deep cultivation state, and turned a deaf ear to Qi Wuzong's words.

A blue light swirled around Xia Gui's body, warming the eight veins of the Qi Jing and quickly flowing into the dantian, Xia Gui's eyes were closed, and his eyelashes just trembled, as if he hadn't heard anything.

A trace of embarrassment flashed across Mi Wuzong's face, and he suddenly became evil in his heart, and shouted at the gladiator on the third layer, "He is now deeply settled, it is a good opportunity to kill him, and whoever of you is on it will be rewarded!"

The gladiators in the room were stunned for a moment, and before they could react, Xia Gui, who was sitting in the middle of the gladiatorial arena and cultivating quietly, suddenly opened his eyes and woke up with a confused expression, "What? Young Master Wuzong, who wants to challenge me?"

"No, no one wants to challenge. One gladiator replied in a trembling voice.

“......”

"Hahaha!"

Loud laughter erupted in the stands, and the tense atmosphere on the field eased somewhat.

Everyone can see that Xia Gui is pretending to be crazy and stupid.

On the viewing platform of the female dependents, the little girl Mi Zhuyu also frowned, "Brother Wu Zong's behavior is really unacceptable." ”

"Who is your brother, can you tell the difference?" Aunt Thirteen also smiled slightly.

Mi Zhu said: "Mom, this turtle is very smart, Brother Wu Zong is not his opponent." ”

"What do you say?" the thirteenth aunt looked at Dogwood with a smile.

Mi Zhu smiled slightly, "This turtle doesn't want to kill people at all." He first threatened to kill all the remaining gladiators, and those cowards were naturally cowardly, and no one dared to fight. And when Brother Wu Zong asked him if he had designated an opponent, he pretended not to hear about the cultivation and healing, and directly ignored Brother Wu Zong's question. Brother Wu Zong was so stupid, he didn't know that Ah Gui was teasing him, and even asked if anyone wanted to take the opportunity to kill Ah Gui...... Haha, it's a shame. ”

Aunt Thirteen smiled: "That's true, haha." ”

Mi Xuefu looked sideways, but when she saw that her sister's eyes were full of undisguised good feelings, she couldn't help but smile and shake her head, this little girl is young, and she is really easy to have a good impression of people.

The matter has come to this point, and if Mi Wuzong continues to persecute it, it will inevitably be a little boring for himself. It is really meaningless to stand on a high platform and force gladiators to kill.

The third-tier ranking is very accurate, Mu Cheng has been in the first place for eight months, and no one has ever surpassed him. It can be said that before Xia Gui's breakthrough, Mu Cheng was indeed the undoubted leader.

However, Xia Gui defeated it, which re-updated the ranking of the third layer, making Xia Gui jump to the top of the list.

In this case, anyone with a clear mind would not choose to challenge Xia Gui, even if Xia Gui is now injured.

Mi Wu took a deep breath, since no one dared to come forward to face the battle, and Xia Gui didn't want to point out the opponent, then according to the rules, the third-level game should be over. Qi Wuzong's lips trembled twice, and because of his face, he couldn't say anything about ending the game, he turned his head to Gu Xun and said, "You come and announce it!"

Gu Xun understood, "Yes." ”

Qi Wuzong angrily walked to the Taishi's chair and sat down fiercely. And Gu Xun stood calmly on the high platform, and said loudly: "Count down to five, if no one declares war, the third-level competition will be over." Five, four, three, two......"

In Gu Xun's extremely slow countdown, tens of thousands of eyes were also focused on the narrow gladiatorial room, and the gladiatorial arena fell into a dead silence.

"One. ”

Finally, Gu Xun said the last word.

As these last words fell, the arena finally boiled.

This third-level gladiatorial competition finally came to an end.

"I declare that the special guest gladiator Turtle...... Ascend to the fourth floor of the gladiatorial arena!" Gu Xun said loudly.

Suddenly, the atmosphere at the scene was even higher, and the popularity was pushed to the peak.

The crowd of black oppressors all got up and stood up, and some even raised their arms and shook them from side to side, as if they were celebrating Xia Gui.

Xia Gui raised his head, his eyes surrounded the huge gladiatorial arena, and he saw strangers cheering for him, and wave after wave of cheers soared into the sky. Most of these people are excited and looking forward to it, as if they are about to go to the fourth layer to die or kill, and they can be excited by this bloodthirsty carnival.

Through these black hole-like faces, Xia Gui only felt a wave of fatigue in his heart.

The cheers and excitement written on their faces were actually extremely numb and indifferent to human life.

He worked so hard to save more than a dozen lives, and not only did not one of them appreciate the confession, but he was still cheering like thunder for the next upcoming life-and-death duel.

In this patio-like gladiatorial arena, no one has the most basic respect for their own lives. It's either maliciously trying to kill yourself, or watching the excitement and hoping that you will be brutally killed.

The young man sighed, and a trace of confusion was projected in the young gaze.

If people's hearts are cold, how can the troubled times end?