Lin Dongtian, who was wearing a scar mask, followed the female monk from before the game to the hall before the game, that is, the place for all the players to rest before the game. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Before the people arrived, a strong breath came to the face, the surging breath was like a hurricane blowing from the mountains, these breaths were cold or murderous or scorching or domineering, all gathered in the hall, faintly entangled, secretly competing.

The friar still had a faint smile on her face, feeling the atmosphere in the hall, without the slightest change, perhaps seeing too many such similar situations, the friar was already dull and even numb.

Lin Dongtian's face also did not change in the slightest, and he followed the footsteps of the female monk and walked towards the hall.

On the way, a carving caught Lin Dongtian's attention.

This is a sword fighter, wearing a helmet, holding a giant sword in both hands, stuck in front of him, eagle nose, knife face, cold eyes like two lightning bolts, looking up, wearing a battle robe on his upper body, a sword intent and battle intent come out, standing in front of the carving, you can clearly feel the breath from this swordsman.

"This is our great swordsman, Calus." The nun looked at Lin Dongtian, who was standing and watching, and explained softly.

"Karus is the greatest great swordsman of my dynasty, he participated in the Colosseum, won five hundred games in a row, and did not lose a single one, and he is the only holder of the record of five hundred undefeated fights in my dynasty for two hundred years, and his record is like the sun in the sky, shining on every player here!" The friar's voice was full of admiration.

"Five hundred games unbeaten?" Hearing the words of the female monk, Lin Dongtian couldn't help but be shocked, looked at the carving of Calus, and sighed: "It's really powerful, this swordsman!" ”

"That's natural, it is said that when the Great Swordsman participated in the competition to the end, many people who crossed the ranks were defeated under his sword, and those who wanted to challenge him gave up their weapons and admitted defeat when they heard his name!"

"I really want to know this great swordsman!" Lin Dongtian sighed.

"Hmph, it's just a legend, if he meets me here, he will definitely see what a great swordsman is." A cold voice came.

Lin Dong Tianxunyin looked at it, it was a young man with long hair, but he was wearing a mask on his face, and he looked at the carving with sharp eyes and said.

He stood there with the impression that a tree on a cliff stood tall.

"Only those who are stupid will believe in the legend of the Great Swordsman, for two hundred years, they have only heard of his legend, but who has ever seen him? Or have you seen his descendants? If it was really so powerful, why had this person never been heard of in the monastic world? The man said coldly.

"It's just a legend that has been circulated in the mortal world to deceive mortals!"

Lin Dongtian frowned slightly, looking at the figure, but did not speak.

"Hehe, if the son of Beiliu was really born in that era, maybe he wouldn't think so!" The nun looked at the young man with a cold expression of disdain.

Beiliu Gongzi glanced back at the female monk and did not speak, but the killing intent exuded in his eyes could be felt by anyone.

Seeing this, the friar looked at him with interest, her beautiful eyes rippled, and the corners of her mouth were full of spring.

"Humph!" Beiliu Gongzi let out a low snort, turned his head over, but his eyes did not forget to glance at Lin Dongtian, and then left.

"Dongmu Daoyou, there is a lounge not far ahead, so I won't take you over there!" The nun looked at the back of the departing Beiliu Gongzi and said.

"It's okay!" Lin Dongtian nodded and walked away.

The so-called lounge is nothing more than an empty underground hall with an exit in front of it, and above the exit is the Colosseum where today's game will be played.

Lin Dongtian took a scarred cheek, which looked very lifelike, and came to this hall with tiger steps.

Suddenly, a pair of eyes shot towards Lin Dongtian.

or contempt or hostility or contempt or pity......

The sky was invisibly heavy again, like a storm coming.

Lin Dongtian walked quietly in a corner, sat down, and then closed his eyes.

The lounge was not quiet, but it was not noisy either, and seeing Lin Dongtian's demeanor like this, he immediately had a few more malicious glances on his body.

"I don't care what your surname is or what you've done, but when you come here, you should ask your seniors to say hello." In front of Lin Dongtian, a shadow appeared, blocking his gaze.

Lin Dongtian looked up and saw that he was a middle-aged man, his hair was messy, and his body exuded a strong bloody aura.

"Why?" Lin Dongtian retracted his gaze and asked lightly.

Feeling Lin Dongtian's attitude, the middle-aged man's whole body immediately erupted with an even stronger bloody aura.

"Because here, whoever has the biggest fist has the final say." His voice was indifferent and ruthless, looking at Lin Dongtian as if he was looking at a dead man.

The realm that Lin Dongtian is showing at the moment is only the peak of Qi training, and the middle-aged man is in the middle of his body training.

When he saw Lin Dongtian walking in like this, sitting here without fear, the anger in the middle-aged man's heart burned from it.

The Divine Soul Liquid is his.

Those who are not strong but have a delusional desire to obtain the Divine Soul Liquid will be killed in the Colosseum rather than injured in this one.

"That means who's got the big fist, and who's going to have the final say here?" Lin Dongtian asked rhetorically.

"You're not too stupid!" The middle-aged man said.

"I'm not stupid, but you're stupid, pitifully stupid." Lin Dongtian said lightly.

Suddenly, the entire hall fell silent, and the contestants looked at this side.

The middle-aged man's name is Tu Shen, a casual cultivator of the Shire Dynasty, who came back from cultivating in the wilderness, and a bloody breath was brought from there, and it is said that several big families are already courting him and want to recruit him to become a member of the family.

"You're fine, it's a pity you can't see the sun on the Colosseum." A sneer appeared at the corner of Tu Shen's mouth, and a fist smashed towards Lin Dongtian's head.

The air was suddenly squeezed by an unknown force, and the suppressed breath rolled towards Tu Shen's arm with ripples, and his arm struck like a dragon.

But.

The crisp sound of "pop" came, and one hand gently grasped Tu Shen's fist and fixed it firmly in the air.

Seeing that his fist was easily grabbed by Lin Dongtian, Tu Shen's face changed drastically, and he was about to stretch out his leg and kick Lin Dongtian who was sitting on the ground, he was fast, Lin Dongtian was faster, only to see Lin Dongtian's delicate five fingers grabbed hard, and several crisp fractures sounded, and at the same time, Lin Dongtian's arm was raised and pulled, and Tu Shen's whole body ran towards Lin Dongtian involuntarily.

Feeling Lin Dongtian's terrifying unimaginable power, Tu Shen's face was shocked, and he opened his mouth and shouted: "Senior, spare ......"

Before he finished speaking, Lin Dongtian's fist slammed into Tu Shen's chest.

With a miserable cry, a mouthful of blood sprayed towards Lin Dongtian, but there was an invisible force that bounced all the blood in the air.

And Tu Shen, the whole person flew towards the opposite side, slammed on the wall, and fell to the ground, already unconscious, and he didn't know life or death.

Looking at this lightning-fast change, everyone only saw Tu Shen punch, and in the blink of an eye, they saw him fall to the ground. The whole hall was quiet again.