Looking at the crowd that kept dispersing, Mu Yu pulled Jing'er and said, "Sister Jing'er, the tickets have all been sold out, let's go somewhere else to play." Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

"Well... All right. Jing'er said listlessly, obviously wanting to go to the martial arts arena to watch the game.

Mu Yu saw Jing'er's expression and said, "Maybe there is another way to go in, I'll take Jing'er over to have a look." ”

Jing'er instantly became happy when she heard this: "I know that Brother Mu Yu is the best." Then he pulled Mu Yu to run to the martial arts arena. At this moment, most of the crowd dispersed, and their road was unimpeded, and in a short time they came to the ticket office.

Mu Yu just wanted to come forward to consult, but the martial artist who sold the tickets said impatiently: "Didn't the kid from which family hear the bell, today's tickets have been sold out, come early next time." ”

Mu Yu was not angry, and asked, "Is there any other way to enter the martial arts arena?" ”

The ticket-selling warrior casually pointed to an entrance not far away, and said contemptuously: "If you want to enter, go there and sign up for the competition." Don't blame me for not reminding you, there are not a few warriors who die in the martial arts arena every year. With your small body, it is estimated that you will not be able to carry it for a round. The ticket-selling martial artist closed his eyes and stopped paying attention to Mu Yu as he spoke, he didn't believe that Mu Yu's cultivation in the junior warrior realm really dared to sign up.

"Thank you for informing!" Mu Yu turned his head and walked towards the registration office.

"Brother Mu Yu, let's not go, it sounds dangerous." Jing'er saw that Mu Yu was going to sign up, and suddenly became nervous, he didn't want Mu Yu to encounter any danger.

"It's okay, Sister Jing'er, don't worry. Didn't I promise to teach you swordsmanship before, so I just took this opportunity to demonstrate it to you. Mu Yu didn't know what Jing'er was thinking, she was just worried about her safety, so she found a reason to persuade her.

"Okay, but Brother Mu Yu must be careful, he can't get hurt." When Jing'er heard that this was to teach her swordsmanship, she immediately nodded and said, she was still very confident in Mu Yu.

The registration office is not far away, and the two of them have already arrived while talking.

The steward here is a middle-aged man with a scar on his face, his eyes are like a demon beast, and his body exudes a faint evil aura, and he looks like the kind of warrior who has been baptized in battle for a long time.

"I'm going to sign up for the competition." Mu Yu stepped forward and said what he meant.

The middle-aged man glanced at Mu Yu casually, and took out a piece of paper, a wooden plaque and a mask with an expressionless face: "Draw a charge on this life and death statement, take the wooden plaque, and you can enter with a mask." ”

"Okay." Mu Yu decisively left his own handprints on the life and death situation, put on a special mask under the supervision of the middle-aged man, and disappeared at the entrance.

Due to the frequent casualties in the martial arts arena, in order to prevent the families of the deceased from seeking revenge, the contestants participating in the competition must wear this special black mask. The mask is custom-made in the arena and does not interfere with the player's vision, and can prevent others from probing.

"Hey, it's a pity that a good seedling. But if you are too impulsive, you are destined to suffer in the martial arts arena. After Mu Yu entered, the middle-aged man shook his head and said.

Most of the martial artists who entered the martial arts arena were martial artists above the senior samurai, and a small number of middle-level samurai were also those who had been famous for a long time, or those with amazing combat power, and even top geniuses like Yan Feng. The middle-aged man felt the same aura as him on Mu Yu's body, which was the evil aura accumulated over the years of killing. But after all, Mu Yu was only a junior warrior's cultivation, and the middle-aged man didn't think that he could be more talented than Yan Feng.

Through a dark passage, Mu Yu came to the contestant area, Mu Yu found the corresponding seat under the guidance of the waiter, and Jing'er followed Mu Yu. According to the regulations, players can bring two people with them.

As soon as Mu Yu and the others sat down, a yin owl voice came from the back row. A gloomy man looked at Jing'er unscrupulously: "Where did the little hairy boy come from, he rushed over to die before he got home from cultivation at a young age." Your sister is very good-looking, and when you die in the ring, you will be handed over to Uncle Ben to take care of, and Uncle Ben will definitely train her well, hahaha! The grim man licked his lips as he spoke, revealing a lewd gaze.

Although Jing'er is young, she looks extremely cute, and she looks like a beautiful embryo at first glance. But a normal martial artist would not have the idea of beating a little girl, and this gloomy man is an extremely psychologically distorted person at first glance.

Hearing the terrifying voice of the gloomy man, Jing'er leaned towards Mu Yu in fear. Feeling the tremor coming from Jing'er's body, Mu Yu gently touched Jing'er's little head with one hand.

With a look in his eyes, he turned around and glared at the gloomy man, and the evil aura that Mu Yu restrained instantly exploded. Over the years, he has killed nearly 10,000 demon beasts and accumulated extremely heavy evil qi. In the previous battle at the city gate, dozens of warriors were killed, and the bloody aura was not eliminated, and the evil aura emitted at this moment was like substance.

The gloomy man just wanted to say something more, but he was shocked by Mu Yu's terrifying gaze, and a dangerous aura enveloped his whole body. The gloomy man was like the prey of a fierce beast, and the uncontrollable fear spread from within him, a feeling that only appeared when encountering a monster beast that could pose a deadly danger to him.

Mu Yu's not very tall figure was like a flood beast in the eyes of the gloomy man at this moment, and he was opening his blood basin to devour himself, and the gloomy man suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. The martial artists around the gloomy man also felt an extremely dangerous aura, and when they were angry, they just wanted to resist but were swept away by this strong evil aura, and no one dared to look at Mu Yu directly.

"This must be an illusion!" The gloomy man shuddered, he didn't believe that this killing intent was emitted by this junior warrior realm kid in front of him. This level of evil qi cannot be formed unless he kills a large number of martial artists of the same level, and at this moment, the gloomy man seems to see a thick sea of blood and countless corpses in Mu Yu's eyes. But now he was too frightened to make any moves.

Jing'er felt a natural sense of security when she leaned close to Mu Yu, and she was no longer afraid, so she snuggled up to Mu Yu like this.

There are a total of four rings in the fighting arena, and the lottery system is adopted, and the people who are drawn compete in the ring. The winner can choose to continue the challenge or rest, while the loser will leave the tournament directly. The eventual winners of the four rings qualify to determine the top four standings.

The higher the ranking, the more generous the rewards, the first place can get 50,000 lower grade Yuan Stones, the second place will be 30,000 lower grade Yuan Stones, and the third and fourth places will each have 20,000 lower grade Yuan Stones. Each win in the ring will also be rewarded with an additional 50 Pinyuan Stones, and the streak will be doubled. This is also the reason why the martial arts arena can attract a large number of martial artists, and such a rich reward is enough to make the martial artists of the samurai realm desperate.

Suddenly, three bells rang at the same time, which was the signal for the start of the game, and in the enthusiastic cheers of the audience, the host appeared in the center of the martial arts arena and said loudly: "The hour has come, I hereby announce the official start of this competition!" ”

"The total number of applicants this time is 416, and they will compete in four rings." The host continued, and Mu Yu looked at the wooden card in his hand, which was engraved with more than four hundred and sixteen small characters, which was the last one.

After speaking, the host bowed to a passage and said, "Now we have our four referees invited!" ”

Amid the warm applause of the audience, three old men and a middle-aged man came from the passage, and they had all reached the realm of martial artists.

"The names of these four seniors will not be introduced one by one below, I believe that their names have long been thunderous in Anyuan City, and they will be responsible for maintaining the order of this competition!"

The appearance of the four martial artists brought the atmosphere of the entire martial arts arena to a new height, and the host struck while the iron was hot: "Okay, now all the players look at the back of their number plates, and the numbers on them correspond to your ring number." ”

Mu Yu's number plate is engraved with the word "four", which corresponds to the fourth ring.

Seeing that the four referees were already in place, the host continued: "It doesn't matter if you live or die in the ring, one side admits defeat or dies and directly withdraws from the game. ”

Hearing this, the warriors in the contestant area were all solemn, only to hear the host read: "No. 7 in the No. 1 ring, No. 64 player, No. 2 in the ring... Ring No. 4, No. 392, No. 416. Now, please go to the corresponding ring to play. ”

Mu Yu and the gloomy man both subconsciously looked at their number plates, and then got up at the same time, and the two glanced at each other. The gloomy man held back the fear in his heart, and until now he still didn't believe what he had just seen, and then the fear turned to violence, and he wanted to kill Mu Yu to eliminate the fear in his heart.

Mu Yu did not hide the murderous intent in his eyes, and he didn't expect that the first match in the No. 4 ring would be between himself and the gloomy man, so just right. The gloomy man is by no means a good type, but Mu Yu is also a decisive person, since the gloomy man covets Jing'er, then Mu Yu has no choice but to kill him.

Shaking the number plate in his hand, Mu Yu said to Jing'er: "Sister Jing'er, wait a while, wait for me to finish this person." ”

Jing'er only reacted now, and looked at Mu Yu with blank eyes: "Then Brother Mu Yu must be careful, Jing'er doesn't want to see Brother Mu Yu injured." ”

"It's okay, I'll come when I go, and watch me help Jing'er teach this villain a lesson." Mu Yu said and swept into the ring, and the gloomy man was already waiting here.

Seeing that all the contestants were in place, the host announced, "The game is on!" ”

With an order, the entire martial arts arena boiled again. In the No. 1 ring were a strong man with a knife and a man with a gun, both of whom were high-ranking samurai, and the fight was in full swing at this time. The strong man with the knife has a huge force of 10,000 catties in each knife, and the knife is calm and interlocking. The man with the gun is also extraordinary, the silver gun in his hand is dancing with a cold light, and each shot hits the key point of the strong man with the knife. Between the tossing figures, several moves have passed, but they are not up or down.

In the second ring, there was a woman in black and an old man in a soap robe, the old man in the soap robe moved his palm like the wind, like a swimming dragon, and he was actually a peak warrior. Although the woman in black is only a high-level samurai, her whip technique is unpredictable, and she is not left behind.

Ring 3 was the fastest to decide the winner, and a peak samurai Fang grabbed the flaw of the intermediate samurai realm opponent as soon as he fought, and smashed his ribs with a punch, and the opponent immediately admitted defeat.

In the fourth ring, Mu Yu slowly walked towards the gloomy man with the ink sword in his hand, as if he was strolling leisurely, but the murderous intent in his eyes intensified.