At the last moment of the battle, both of them were exhausted and struggling, even if they were standing, they were already reluctant, and then they turned in the same direction and stopped looking at the opponent next to them, and then bowed together with fists.

The people in the stands also followed the line of sight of the two to look outside the stadium, and even the barren weather became serious, only to see that everyone looked at a huge statue outside the stadium, carved with a slender body, a hat on his head, and a mysterious figure wearing a drape to cover his face and figure.

The only skin exposed on the body of the person on this statue is the pair of eyes, and those eyes are also carved lifelike, and the look at them makes people shudder - this is the statue of the Emperor of the Wasteland!

After the salute, the armor and fist gloves of the two Valkyriens disappeared, and they used the last of their strength to put away their equipment, and both passed out on the ground—the battle ended with both men collapsing from exhaustion.

The game in the Martial God Field made the ghost hunter haunted him, and even after stepping out of the Desert Heaven Arena, his mind was still stuck in the previous game, and at this time, he was in a half-drunk and half-awake state when he was drinking, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

"This is not the way to Pang Yuna, where are we going?" Qin Shan reminded Huang Tianhou.

"Oh! let's live in another place, he's too expensive!"

"Eh!" Qin Shan didn't know why, and wanted to ask questions, but was stopped by Qin Hai.

"Forget it, it's good to have it, he has staked all the money into it!" Qin Hai said with a bitter face.

"This, this is too-" Qin Shan wanted to complain to Qin Hai, but after thinking about it, he paused again and twisted his head towards the barren weather.

"Oh my God, you're weather! You even have to pick where you live, this-"

As if he hadn't heard of it, he chased the ghost hunter up, only smirking and not saying a few words along the way.

"What's wrong with the two of them?" asked Shao San suspiciously, rubbing his head.

"One has been like losing his soul since he entered the martial arts arena, eighty percent of them are attracted by the battle, and it can be seen that the ghost hunter brother is very obsessed with physical fighting! As for the other-" Qin Hai paused for a moment.

"It's out of the eye!"

Huang Tianhou didn't go to Pang Yu's place, and picked an ordinary room on the street, even a waiter like Qin Shan and Qin Hai who grew up with Huang Tianhou hadn't lived in such a room for many years!

Except for Qin Shan and Qin Hai, the others had no opinions, and they didn't pick them, so Huang Tianhou completely ignored the protests of the two, and almost jumped like a deer and followed Shao Shan and them in.

"This, this—he's gone mad!" Qin Shan couldn't believe it.

"It's normal, gambler!" Qin Hai said with a wry smile. It's just that at this time, he looked at the back of the desolate weather and was a little worried, it could make him happy like this, how much did he gamble on? A bad premonition came to his heart.

The next day, early in the morning, the barren weather came early to tell the ghost hunter to get up and go to the martial arts arena, but at this time, the ghost hunter was still sleepy-eyed. In the past, it was rare to sleep a day a week in ghost hunting, and most of the time I used meditation instead of sleep.

Huang Tianhou still wanted to go early and there were fewer people, but who would have thought that when they went to the martial arts arena after breakfast, there was already a flow of people. It turned out that just yesterday, after the Emperor of the Wasteland helped the ghost hunters sign up, the Wasteland Arena immediately put out an advertisement.

Tomorrow's game will have a rookie martial arts fighter, a strong man personally recommended by Huang Tianhou, who will make his debut tomorrow. And the other is······

Just relying on the words "Wild Weather personally recommended" is enough to attract many people, not to mention that the popularity of ghost hunting opponents is not low, and he is one of the hundred candidates for the Martial God race, don't look at it as a hundred, and the people who can get the qualification to run for the Martial God in the wasteland should not be underestimated.

The ghost hunter itself is not a martial god, and the opponent is not a martial god, so he is not qualified to step into the martial god competition, but only competes in a relatively open martial arts arena near the central martial god field.

Wild weather led them to the underside of the stands in the arena, where the players rested and picked up their equipment. The winner of the selected equipment will take the equipment with them, but in most cases the players will have their favorite equipment, so it is more often a place to rest.

"The martial arts arena must be equipped with armor and weapons before you can go into battle, can the ghost hunter brothers have weapons?"

"There are weapons, but there is no armor!" the ghost hunter said, and as soon as he held his hand to urge Zhenyuan, a white bone stick appeared in his hand, although it was not good-looking, there was a faint arc of electricity winding on it, as if there would be a thunderbolt explosion at any time.

Huang Tianhou and the others just wanted to take a closer look but were taken back by the ghost hunter, not intentionally, but they just felt that the masculinity above the ghost hunter was a little uncomfortable.

"Okay, then pick an armor!" said with an embarrassed smile at the ghost hunter's faux pas.

There are a lot of armor here, and there are a lot of good-looking ones, and the ghost hunter tried on two pieces and didn't try them out, and he just shook his head and walked away. At first, the barren weather was still very interested in introducing one by one, but in the back there was no interest, so I had to let the ghost hunter choose. He was a little angry, what kind of armor is the ghost hunter picking up? Don't do this, don't do that, clearly have a troublesome face. In fact, who knows that ghost hunting is not a provocation but really doesn't like it.

Just when the wild weather black face guessed whether the ghost hunter didn't want to play temporarily, so he acted like this, the ghost hunter suddenly picked out one with a smile, and immediately saw the wild weather crying and laughing.

The armor held by the hunter only has two pieces of black and smooth thick iron in front and back, connected by two thin iron bars, not so much armor as a black tortoise shell, no matter whether it is beautiful or ugly, but it is heavy to look at.

"Y-are you sure you want this?" the crowd wanted to laugh but didn't know how.

"En, those are too tight, and it's inconvenient to wear!" said the ghost hunter with a serious complaint.

"This-" The few people didn't know what to say, wasn't the armor designed to protect people? the tighter and lighter the better, but this ghost hunter did the opposite, I really don't know whether it was better to say that he was a master of art and bold or that he was stupid and stupid.

"Why don't you take a look at it again?" said Desert Weather, a little embarrassed.

"No, that's it!" the ghost looked at himself happily as he put the 'turtle shell' on his body.

"Do you think I look like a turtle?" the hunter asked the crowd happily, and they were petrified.

"Like! Like!" Qin Shan and the others replied to him with a sigh of relief, if it weren't for the fact that they were able to control themselves, they would have laughed out loud a long time ago.

At this time, even the scorpion was also a pick, but it was instantly suppressed by him and regained that cold face. Huang Tianhou and the others couldn't help but exclaim in their hearts, what a god!

"Hey, where did Third Brother Shao go?" the ghost hunter noticed that Shao San had disappeared at some point.

"Oh, he went to another martial arts arena, and he couldn't bear to sign up after I signed up for you yesterday!" said Huang Tianhou with a smile.

"Oh, if there is no ghost hunting brother and there is a competition, I really want to go and see Shao Sange!" Qin Shan said with a light in his eyes, but unfortunately as he said, compared to Shao San's ghost hunting competition, it was obviously more exciting for them to look forward to it, not to mention that the money in the wilderness was pressed on the ghost hunter, and of course, Shao San's body was also pressed a little bit amicably.