"How? Can a strong man be satisfied with this contract? Steward Zhao said with a smile.

"Hmm. Not bad. Mo Moxibustion Ge nodded without moving, and took the brush handed over by Steward Zhao and filled it in.

His gaze flickered as he swept over the last note, this arena was a lot of fun, not only encouraging the fighters to fight with each other, but also encouraging them to kill their opponents!

The contract clearly stipulates that only by killing the other party can you get the other party's appearance treatment!

Mo Moxibustion Song condensed slightly when filling in the code name, and finally wrote the word dark fox with a big stroke of the pen.

After handing the contract to Steward Zhao, it didn't take long for Steward Zhao to send someone to give her a badge, which was made of bronze, with a sharp sword carved on it in a special way, and a small dark fox written in the lower corner.

"This is your badge, remember to take it." Smiling, handing the bronze badge to Moxibustion Ge, Steward Zhao said to the person behind him, "Li Hu, go and arrange the first competition of the dark fox." ”

"Yes!" The man named Li Hu bowed his head and led Moxibustion Song to another secret door, "Please." ”

Mo Moxibustion Song put away the badge and followed Li Hu in.

"Tear him up! Tear him up! ”

"Oooh oh!! Well played! ”

"Blow his head out!"

The crazy high-pitched voice pierced the eardrum in an instant, and a thick bloody breath filled the nose.

Moxibustion Ge frowned slightly, allowing his eyes to quickly adjust to the sudden darkening environment.

A huge platform stretched across the vast space, surrounded by iron fences, like a huge cage, and the two people in the cage who fought each other were like beasts for entertainment, and they entertained the nobles with their thirst for killing.

The iron bars had been soaked in blood and changed color, and even the black stone floor on the round platform was soaked in a dark red color, as if it had been watered with the blood of countless people.

"Ahh!!hh With a roar of pain, the people in the stands became even more agitated, their eyes red and their eyes were split, as if they had taken stimulants.

"Knife marks!" The earth-shattering roar seemed to be pierced by the eardrum.

In the stands, a burly man raised his hands and laughed wildly and triumphantly. A scar on the ferocious face stretched across the entire face from the right eye.

At his feet, a corpse torn in half was bleeding, and the internal organs of his intestines fell to the ground, and it was extremely bloody.

If you want Moxibustion Song to find any adjectives to describe the arena, it is only eight words, bloody and crazy, and annihilating human nature!

Seeing that Mo Moxibustion's eyes kept looking at the fighting platform, Li Hu next to him explained, "That's a knife mark, a third-level fighter, extremely powerful." Orange Xuan Intermediate Martial Artist, none of the fighters who encountered him survived, and his favorite thing was to tear a living person in half with his bare hands. ”

"Hmm." Moxibustion Song retracted his gaze and replied without being salty.

Li Hu has a bit of a high opinion of him. When ordinary people saw this scene, even if they didn't vomit, they would be disgusted for a few days, but her expression was flat.

"I just asked, there is no first-level fighter today, do you want to ...... tomorrow" Although he was surprised by Mo Moxibustion's reaction, Li Hu did not forget his business.

"No, just find a second-level fighter." Hearing that there was no first-level fighter, Mo Moxibustion frowned, she was in a hurry to use the money now. As for whether it is a first-level fighter or a second-level fighter, it doesn't matter too much, as long as you have money.