As soon as he passed through the barrier of the magic circle, a prompt voice came from the Douwu badge that only he heard: "There are still nine free times left." ”

At the same time, the sound of fighting in the ring was also heard in my ears.

The barrier that enveloped the ring could only block the aftermath of the battle, not the sound.

Mo Qianhong sat down nearby and looked at the ring.

This is a battle of life and death, and it has begun to burn about half a stick of incense, and the battle has entered a white heat.

On both sides of the battle, one is a big man in shabby clothes, with the word "slave" branded on the left side of his face, which looks like it has been burned out of a hot mold.

His wrists and ankles had been shackled for a long time, and even if he was repaired by the Dao Power of the Second Realm of Dao Scars, he could not completely remove this trace, and his speed and strength were also affected.

His opponent was a middle-aged man with a shirtless body, who was above him in size and momentum.

Both sides are explosive in power, punching each other, punching to the flesh, and many people in the audience screamed.

Mo Qianhong found that the Dao power of the two people on the stage was gone, and what they were fighting now was pure physical power.

Although the middle-aged man has the upper hand, the gap is not big.

The slave man had a greater desire for life and freedom, and after receiving a blow from the middle-aged man, he hugged the other party and then bit the other party's neck.

"Ahh

The screams came, and Mo Qianhong closed his eyes.

The scene was so bloody that he found that he couldn't bear it for a while.

"Is this a life-and-death battle? Bet everything, there is no way back!"

Mo Qianhong gasped, his heart pounding.

"What I'm going to face next may be even more tragic than this!"

Mo Qianhong clenched his fists and asked himself over and over again, do you dare?

"If you don't even dare to look at it, then how can you really play, let alone be the enemy of the Immortal Continent!"

Mo Qianhong forced himself to open his eyes and watch the battle on the field.

The middle-aged man's neck was bitten off, blood gushed out, and he struggled constantly.

His face was distorted and he looked very disgusting.

The slave man's eyes are like a wolf, and he will not let go.

After a few moments, the middle-aged man finally stopped struggling and lost his breath.

There were many people in the audience who pressed him to win, and when he saw the result, he immediately stood up with a curse, and left the circle while saying that he was unlucky.

No one was saddened by the death of the middle-aged man, only some were glad that they had bet on the right person.

The slave man didn't look at his opponent, he only knew that he had won and gained freedom! From then on, he could start a new life.

"The law of the jungle, this is the reality!"

Mo Qianhong faced the cruel life and death, and his mood changed.

"People die and their names disappear, no matter what happened before they died, no one will remember him after death, I don't want to be a weak person!"

Mo Qianhong stood up, his eyes were firm, and his breathing was steady.

He walked to the life-and-death battle registration office outside the magic circle, ready for battle, he was ready!

There were a lot of people at the registration office, and after waiting in line for a while, it was Mo Qianhong's turn.

"Give me the Douwu badge. "The person in charge of registration is a child of the Qiu family, named Qiu Mu, who looks to be in his twenties, a little older than Mo Qianhong, but his cultivation is only in the first realm of Dao marks.

Because of his lack of talent, he was assigned by his family to register here, doing boring work every day, and his face showed exhaustion.

Mo Qianhong handed over the Douwu badge.

"First time?" Qiu Mu was stunned for a moment, he participated in the battle of life and death for the first time, he hadn't seen it before, but his strength was basically at the peak of the same level, Mo Qianhong was only in the middle of the Dao Scar Realm, according to the distribution rules of the life and death battle, even if it was the least dangerous battle of the same level, it was possible to encounter the peak of the Dao Scar Realm.

"What kind of life-and-death battle are you going to participate in?" Although Qiu Mu was surprised, he still followed the process and asked.

At the same time, he looked at Mo Qianhong carefully, wanting to see something special from Mo Qianhong.

Mo Qianhong said: "Fight at the same level!"

Although he is ready for battle, Mo Qianhong is not arrogant, under the threat of death, everyone will exert a higher level of strength than normal, and the peak of the Dao Scar Realm is the limit of what he can guarantee to kill at present.

He came to earn spirit stones, not to die.

"Do you understand the rules of life and death battles?" Qiu Mu didn't say much, but seeing that Mo Qianhong was here for the first time, he couldn't help but ask.

Mo Qianhong remembered the introduction on the previous piece of paper: "There are no other restrictions except for the prohibition of the use of large-scale destructive treasures. ”

Qiu Mu said: "That's true, then have you thought clearly, your opponent is likely to be the peak of the Dao Scar Realm!"

Mo Qianhong knew that Qiu Mu was kindly reminded, so he smiled and said, "I know, help me register." ”

"Okay!"

Qiu Mu saw that Mo Qianhong insisted, so he didn't say more, adjusted the information in the Douwu badge, and returned it to Mo Qianhong: "It's changed, now this No. 70 ring is full, you have been transferred to the No. 65 ring, the battle will start in an hour, you can go there and wait in advance, if you want to place a bet, you can go to the Lingshi betting point over there." ”

"Thank you!"

Mo Qianhong took back the Douwu badge, and then walked in the direction pointed by Qiu Mu for a while, and saw a honeycomb-like building composed of small rooms.

There are ten places in this spirit stone betting place in the martial arts arena, and each place can accommodate five hundred people to bet at the same time.

Mo Qianhong chose a room with an open door and walked in.

When he entered, the door closed automatically.

The room is not big, and there are not many things inside, the most conspicuous thing is a large luminous roulette wheel in the middle, suspended in the air, slowly turning.

Behind the roulette wheel is a recliner with a staff member in charge of betting records, who is also a member of the Qiu family, named Qiu Bai, in his fifties, obese, holding a chicken leg in his hand.

"Put the Fighting Badge in the center of the wheel. Qiu Bai said as he took a bite of the meat.

Mo Qianhong subconsciously covered his nose with Dao power, this room was not big, and as soon as the door was closed, it was immediately filled with the smell of food.

It's not disgusting, but it's still uncomfortable to smell like this.

"Good!"

Mo Qianhong saw that in the center of the roulette wheel, there was a concave position, just enough to put down the Douwu badge.

He put the Douwu badge on it.

With a "hum", the roulette wheel began to rotate, and the pictures and texts on it also changed, and after the final freeze, there was a life-and-death battle signed up by Mo Qianhong.

The pattern on the roulette wheel is like Tai Chi, the left side displays: Moon Gongzi, the middle stage of the first realm of Dao marks, zero wins and zero losses, and the right side displays: Heavenly Remnant Guest, late stage of the first realm of Dao marks, two wins and one loss.

This negative means that the Heavenly Remnant has lost a melee battle, and among the two wins, there is also a melee battle, however, the victory of the melee battle is not counted in the winning streak rewards issued by the martial arts arena, but only in personal information.

Between the two pieces of information, are the countdowns and odds.