"There are so many forging materials, but they are all valuable...... Why don't I help you sell a little bit and improve your life?"

"It's all my treasure, you don't want to sell it. Fu Luo's face darkened, and he hurriedly said.

Chen Ziling smiled helplessly and said, "The juniors know." ”

"You don't have a main martial artist on hand except for the flying knife, this ninth-class martial arts level war gun, take it and try it. Fu Luo threw a black spear to Chen Ziling.

"Thank you, seniors. ”

The Chixiao Sword was in Jiang Chenhan's hands, and he really needed a main blade.

After changing into a night suit, Chen Ziling left Fuluo's shop.

......

Not long after Chen Ziling left, a woman with blue hair and purple shirts stepped into Fuluo's shop.

"I'm not doing business today, so please go back. ”

Fu Luo didn't raise his head, so he threw out a sentence.

"Fu Lao admitted that he was wrong, I didn't come to do business. A light voice came from the woman's mouth.

The person who came was the young deacon of Yudutai.

Fu Luo raised his head when he heard the sound and looked at Deacon Qing, but his face was not kind, and he was even a little angry, and said, "You acted without permission today, but you didn't say hello to me." Chen Ziling is half of my heir, and if you dare to do this again, I will stop my cooperation with you. ”

"The ambush location I chose is only five miles away from the Lin family's mine, and Lin Duan is in the mine, this ambush will fail ninety percent, so why worry about helping the elderly?" said Deacon Qing with a smile.

Fu Luo glanced at Deacon Qing, "Are you here to test his strength?"

"I saw Chen Ziling go to the martial arts, I want to help my seniors, and I also have the meaning of trying his strength. Deacon Qing laughed.

Fu Luo snorted coldly, "I'm different from you, you want to use him, but I just want to train him to be my heir." I went to Wutang just to train him. ”

"Supporting the seniors, what you said is really good, can you forget about the hatred of the Lingtai Ya?" Deacon Qing frowned slightly and said in a low voice.

"The enmity with Jiang Yehan is my own business. ”

"No, it's also about my Jade Terrace. There was a hint of coldness in Deacon Qing's tone.

"I said a long time ago that Jiang Yehan is stronger than you think, and if you want to defeat him, you must keep your eyes on it. ”

"The new sect master of the Chenwu Sect has already determined that it is Jiang Yehan, and immediately, the imperial court will also worship him as a national teacher. If we continue to keep quiet, the gap between us will only get bigger and bigger. Deacon Qing said.

"Then what do you want to do?" Fu Luo said indifferently.

"Chen Ziling is a sharp sword, he is the person who knows Jiang Yehan best, I need to cooperate with him. ”

Fu Luo shook his head and said, "Don't treat him as a tool in your hands, you can't control him." If you really want to work with him, I have a solution. ”

"Help the elderly, please speak. ”

"Do you still have the resin in your hands, the clouds falling into the sky?"

......

The eight halls of the black market, the martial arts hall are on the mountainside in the north of the shady mountain.

Wutang, covering an area of 19,300 acres, has a total of 36 gladiatorial arenas.

Every night, countless bloody gladiatorial fights take place here.

Of the thirty-six gladiatorial arenas, eighteen are ordinary martial arts arenas. This kind of martial arts arena will also be opened by the official Shangwu Kingdom, and the Xuanmen will also be opened, mainly to learn martial arts, which is not new.

And the characteristic of the black market is the remaining eighteen.

Death Arena.

If one side does not die, it cannot step down and fight for its life.

In the black market, ordinary martial arts arenas also have a certain risk of death, but in death arenas, one side must die.

In order to survive, he tried all his strength to fight, which was extremely bloody, but it could also excite countless people and inspire the evil in people's hearts.

In the martial arts, eighty percent of the income comes from the death arena.

The income of a deathmatch contestant is ten times that of a martial arts contestant, or even more, and this is all in exchange for his life.

However, there are still not many people participating in the death match.

Although there is no shortage of outlaws in the black market, the death arena is as high as 50% of the probability of death, even if it is an outlaw, the heart will be frightened.

Only those who are completely reluctant to spare their lives dare to go up and give it a try, this kind of person is still a minority, and the more they die, the less they die.

If you don't reach the end of the road, you don't want to play with your life.

Chen Ziling put on a black tiger skin, held a spear, and strode into the martial hall.

As soon as he walked a few steps, a six-foot man with a hairy face and a sharp mouth jumped out of nowhere and stopped in front of Chen Ziling.

"Look at the appearance of the gentleman, are you here to fight?"

Not only was this man ugly, but he also exuded a disgusting stench all over his body.

"Not bad. ”

Chen Ziling nodded.

"The steward in Xiawutang, Guan Tong, shall I take Gongzi in?" the man smiled, his cloudy teeth exposed.

The steward of the martial arts, every time a newcomer is pulled into the martial hall, there will be a certain amount of dividends.

"Well, trouble. ”

The two entered a small room in a martial arts hall, and Chen Ziling paid one hundred taels of silver as a fixed money.

"I don't know the name of the gentleman?"

"Shen Jian. Chen Ziling replied.

Hearing this name, Guan Tong also knew that it was a pseudonym, but he didn't ask either.

In this black market, there are only a few people who use their real names.

After recording some other information, Guan Tong used the dynamometer to launch Chen Ziling's cultivation, which was about the second martial realm.

"Okay, sir's information has been stored in the system of Wutang Skynet, and in the future, you can use this card to fight in any black market martial arts. After Guan Tong finished speaking, he handed a black card to Chen Ziling.

"I heard that in the martial arts, you can practice the art of war, but I don't know what conditions need to be met?"

"The tactics in the martial arts can only be exchanged for honor points. High-level tactics also require a certain level. Guan Tong introduced.

The level of Wutang, Chen Ziling has heard of it,

There are six levels of white clothes, green cedars, blue robes, purple tripods, red swords, and black wings, and under them, they are divided into nine grades, one is respectful, and nine is secondary, for example, now Chen Ziling is nine white clothes.

But the rules of honor points, Chen Ziling is not very clear.

"How do you get honor points?" asked Chen Ziling.

"A victory in a martial arts fight is worth one point, a victory in a death match is worth ten points, and you can't be deducted if you lose. The worst tactics cost almost 200 honors. ”

Two hundred honors?

Wouldn't that be to win 200 fights?

And it's the worst tactics.

To learn the worst tactics, it is better to practice for a while.

"If you want to get more honor points, deathmatch is the best choice, and you can seek wealth and danger. "Guan Tong said.

"I don't want to participate in a deathmatch, is there any other way to get the honor quickly. ”

Chen Ziling didn't want to participate in a death match, the death match was too brutal, it would make people accustomed to killing, and they would be full of anger.

He is now practicing the most demonic diagram, and he needs to stick to his original heart and not be greedy or stingy, otherwise it is only a matter of time before he falls into the devil's path.