Desert City is worthy of being a medium-to-large city, and there are all the merchants that should be there, and even Jingchen, a place that sells metal, has found one, but unfortunately there is no money in hand now.

The old man next to Jingchen squinted his eyes, still holding a wine gourd in his hand, and took two steps to pour a mouthful, living like an alcoholic. However, what made Jingchen curious was that according to his drinking method, the wine gourd should have been empty, but he kept drinking.

Jingchen looked at the old man who didn't care about anything, and asked helplessly: "Old man, you said you wanted me to help before, just say what you want, I'll do your best." ”

When the old man heard this, he smiled and said, "That's right, the old man is shy, and he just wants you to help make a pot of wine." After speaking, he didn't forget to shake the wine gourd in his hand.

Jingchen breathed a sigh of relief and said, "That's it?"

The old man smiled and nodded.

"That's easy, but I don't have much money now, so I'll help you drink after I go to the Colosseum to earn some money?" Jingchen asked.

He asked a lot about Fengyun Academy before, and the old man patiently answered them one by one, as a reward, a pot of wine in this small gourd was nothing.

The old man remained silent, just smiled and nodded.

The two walked towards the gladiatorial arena with great interest, the people of the desert city are fierce, most of the characters are big grinning, and aggressiveness seems to be a habit left in the bones, so the gladiatorial arena here is a landmark building in the city.

The greatest pleasure of those who live here is to watch those people fight in the gladiatorial arena, and occasionally place a small bet, winning a night in style, and losing the power is unlucky.

It's evening, and a wave of people has gathered in the majestic gladiatorial arena, and when the gladiatorial arena officially opens in the evening, all the people here will gather together.

After Jingchen came to the gladiatorial arena, he inquired for a long time before finding a place to sign up. After taking out a black and white beard mask from Ichiha Zhiqiu and putting it on his face, he walked straight to the registration office.

"Hello, I want to sign up for tonight's race!"

"Name, age, and strength. ”

"Ye Chen, nineteen, strength, eighth-order Yuan Force Realm. Jingchen said casually.

This kind of place is mixed with mermaids, and he killed the illegitimate son of the head of the Yang family, I don't know if the two guards betrayed him, in order to avoid exposure, he simply put on the mask he got in Yang City, and by the way, he used a fake name to confuse others. If you don't look at Jingchen's face, you can't tell how old he is just by looking at his figure.

"The competition starts in two hours, and you will be divided into the high-level Yuan Li group, remember to participate on time, by the way, there is still a five hundred registration fee to pay. "The staff sitting there didn't even lift their heads.

"Five, five hundred registration fees?" Under the mask, Jingchen's face was full of disbelief, he didn't expect to have to pay the registration fee here!

"Nonsense, otherwise you think that the champion reward of 10,000 gold coins is given to you for nothing, who is not here to participate in the championship, you hurry up, if you don't have money, hurry up. "The staff was a little impatient.

Jingchen gritted his teeth, took out the last five hundred gold coins on his body from Yiye Zhiqiu, and said, "Deliver, who said not to pay." By the way, where are you betting here?"

"Go out and turn right!"

Jingchen no longer hesitated, there was still a period of time before the start of the game, and he now didn't have a single gold coin in his hand, although the champion rewarded 10,000 gold coins, but now 10,000 gold coins is just a drop in the bucket for him, you must know that he still owes Xuanlin 500,000 gold coins, although Xuanlin has already said that he doesn't need Jingchen to pay it back, but his character is still unwilling to owe others.

After leaving the gladiatorial arena, Jingchen let out a long sigh and shouted in a low voice: "I'm really too difficult!"

"Little guy, I didn't expect you to be quite cautious, and you still wear a mask in a gladiatorial arena, didn't you offend some enemy? The old man glanced at Jingchen thoughtfully and asked.

Jing Chen smiled bitterly: "It's really a little troublesome, but it's not in the way, by the way, old man, I'm not Ye Chen, my name is Jing Chen." ”

"Jingchen, Jingchen is good..."The old man's eyes lit up and he said.

"Uh, old man, my name is not too outstanding..."Jingchen looked at the old man puzzled, what's wrong with Jingchen's name, although it is not a bad street, it should not be too rare.

"Uh, it's nothing, by the way, the old man is called Dao Xuan. After the old man finished speaking, he took another sip of the wine gourd.

Dao Xuan, such a familiar name, like where have I heard it. Jingchen thought about it for a long time and didn't have a clue, so he simply stopped thinking about it.

Maybe it's because the names of these old men are almost confused, I met a mysterious old man named Xuandong who took Lu Qian away, and now an old man named Dao Xuan suddenly appeared, and Xuan Lin's uncle is also called Feng Xuan, I really don't know how these old men were named in the first place, why are there so many Xuanzi generations?

After a period of weak complaints, Jingchen is still worried about where to get some money to bet, if you get too little, you can't win money, and if you get too much, it's a little... Forget it, you can't get much money at all.

The only way to make money now is to use a leaf of Zhiqiu to heal others and earn a little extra money.

"Senior, I'm going to get some money to bet now, do you want to come with me?" Jingchen unconsciously called the old man as he spoke, this old man named Dao Xuan was obviously not an ordinary person.

Dao Xuan suddenly said something that made Jingchen vomit blood: "How much money do you want, I can lend it to you first." ”

"You... If you have the money, let me help you get a drink!"

"Eh, how can this be the same, I will charge interest on the loan to you. ”

"Poof, okay, I'll borrow two thousand first!" Jingchen scolded shamelessly, but people had to bow their heads under the eaves, what could they do.

"That's it, you don't need to give me interest, just help me make a pot of good wine when you win the game after you finish the game!"

Jingchen didn't even think about it, how much could it cost to make such a small gourd full of good wine?

Borrow 2,000 gold coins, if you keep pressing yourself to win, you should be able to earn 30,000 gold coins in the end, of course, the premise is to win all the time, as long as you lose a game, not only the 2,000 gold coins are gone, but even the bonus can't be obtained.

Dao Xuan casually threw a money bag to Jing Chen, which happened to have two thousand gold coins.

"Senior, you can help me bet on these two thousand gold coins. Jingchen returned the money bag to Dao Xuan.

Dao Xuan nodded and put the gold coins away again.

After everything was ready, Jingchen and Dao Xuan had a casual meal, and then went to the gladiatorial arena to wait for the game to begin.

As the name suggests, all the people who participated in the competition in the high-level Yuan Force Group that Jing Chen was assigned to were Qi cultivators above the fifth-order Yuan Force Realm, and the highest was the ninth-order Yuan Force Realm, and he still had a slight advantage as an eighth-order Yuan Force Realm Qi refiner.

When you reach the Spiritual Cultivation Realm above the Yuan Force Realm, it will be another group of competitions. However, the highest level here is the competition of the Spirit Cultivation Realm, and the Qing Yuan Realm Qi cultivators above will easily not participate in this kind of gladiatorial arena-like competition, unless the competition can come up with a reward that makes their hearts excited.

Although it is a gladiatorial arena, the rule here is that you can't make a dead hand, which is almost the unwritten rule of every gladiatorial arena, unless it is the kind of life and death battle that is signed and no one cares.

By the time Jingchen adjusted his condition, the game was about to start.

Except for a ninth-order Yuan Force Realm wood attribute Qi refiner and an eighth-order Yuan Force Realm fire attribute Qi refiner, the others were not to be afraid.

But unfortunately, Jing Chen's first opponent was this Qi cultivator of the Ninth Order Yuan Force Realm.

"Boy, it seems that you are not very lucky. Dao Xuan looked at Jing Chen, who looked helpless, and took a sip of the wine in the gourd.

Jingchen's expression under the mask didn't show any change, and he walked directly onto the stage after answering Daoxuan's words.

The first time he fought against the ninth-order Yuan Force Realm was with Yuan Su of the Thunderstorm Mercenary Group, but at that time, Yuan Su had been fighting with Baita for a long time, and the Yuan Qi in his body was almost exhausted, but at that time, Jingchen was also injured, compared to that time, his strength had improved, and it was really hard to say who would lose and who would win in a fight.

The people of Desert City were very enthusiastic, but seeing that Jingchen's thinner body was thinner than the others and wearing a mysterious mask, there was still a brief moment of silence in the gladiatorial arena.

It only lasted for a moment, and the sound of a tsunami broke out again in the gladiatorial arena, because the opponent of the mysterious masked man was the strongest person in the territory of Yuanli, and he was also the undefeated god of war of the well-known high-level Yuanli group in the gladiatorial arena, and he was nicknamed "Wooden Bull Barbarian". People still thought that Jingchen was pretending to be forced with a mask, and the wooden cow barbarian was fighting at home, and people were cheering for him, and many bettors tasted the sweetness on him.

"Eighth-Order Yuan Force Realm Fire Attribute Qi Refiner, Ye Chen!"

"Ninth Order Yuan Force Realm Wood Attribute Qi Refiner, Iron Barbarian!"

Tie Man looked very strong, not at all like a wood-attribute Qi refiner, but had a bit of the taste of an earth-attribute Qi refiner.

After the familiar self-report, the game between the two officially began.

At the beginning, the light green Yuan Qi in Tie Man's hand surged, and a wooden hammer gradually appeared in his hand, although it was wooden, the weight did not look light.

Under the mask, Jing Chen's face froze, and the Seven-Star Chixiao Sword fell into his hand, a feeling that he had not felt for a long time!

Tie Man was not afraid, and smashed the wooden hammer towards Jing Chen, Jing Chen quickly took a step back, the wooden hammer smashed on the ground, and a small pit appeared on the ground, which was enough to see how strong Tie Man was.

With a slight wave of his palm, the wooden hammer was held in his hand again, Jingchen retreated, Tie Man followed, the two seemed to stick together, and the thunder light under Jingchen's feet always kept a safe distance from Tie Man.

After chasing for a while, Tie Man seemed to be a little impatient, and stopped with a loud shout.

"Wood Realm, Tree Prison!"

The light green Yuan Qi gradually deepened in color, constantly spreading in the gladiatorial arena, and when Jingchen was surrounded all around, the green Yuan Qi turned into indestructible green trees, surrounding Jingchen in the middle.

Although this iron barbarian is a wood attribute Yuan Qi, his offensive method is the same as metallic, and he has a huge sense of power in his gestures!

Surrounding Jingchen like this, it seems that he wants to touch it in this small prison!