Chapter 789: The Colosseum
"This young lady, are you from outsider?" An old woman selling melons suddenly asked.
Mo Jiuxi paused and said with a smile: "I came here once before, but I didn't expect that after a few years, this place is still the same." â
The old woman's wrinkled face lamented: "Miss is right, no matter how many decades or centuries have passed here, it will not change a bit. â
Mo Jiuxi observed the old woman's expression, and found that her eyes were full of sorrow, her body was extremely thin, and she felt that her bones were about to poke out of her skin, and it seemed that she had also suffered a lot.
"Old woman, my brother and I have just arrived, and we don't have any spars on us, so I don't know where to make money?" Mo Jiuxi inquired and asked, she didn't have any medicinal materials on her, it was impossible to rely on refining pills in the past to fool money, but every place has a way to survive in every place, so she didn't believe that she couldn't find a way to make money.
The old woman looked at Mo Jiuxi and Xiao Tianqi lovingly, it seems that these two children are also a hard-working species, where do you say it is not good to be reincarnated? I was reincarnated into gluttonous territory, alas......
"Little girl, people of humble status like us, if they want to earn spars, they can only go to the gladiatorial arena, where they can fight to the death, this is the only way." The old woman said earnestly that the competition in the gladiatorial arena was too fierce, and in fact she did not approve of letting such a young girl go. But if you don't go to the gladiatorial arena and the nobles find this girl, you will probably be arrested.
Mo Jiuxi calculated in his mind, he couldn't do alchemy, and the things in the Panlong Ring couldn't be sold, and the slavery system here was too strict, it seemed that it was really as her mother-in-law said, she could only go to the gladiatorial arena to fight, and she didn't know how many spars the fifth-order god emperor could earn.
"Thank you mother-in-law for mentioning it, I don't know where the gladiatorial arena should go?" Mo Jiuxi is completely unfamiliar with this place, and if he wants to find the gladiatorial arena, he can only rely on his sweet mouth.
The old woman seriously pointed out the way for Mo Jiuxi and Xiao Tianqi, and then saw that the two of them were really pitiful, so she gave them a white melon and a few fruits.
Mo Jiuxi's body didn't need to supplement food, so she gave these melons and fruits to Xiao Tianqi to eat.
After a long journey of two hours, one large and one small finally found the location of the gladiatorial arena.
"Excuse me, is this the place to register?" Mo Jiuxi walked to a wooden table in front of the door, knocked on the table, and asked.
There was an obese middle-aged man lying on the table, who seemed to be taking a nap, but was suddenly woken up by Mo Jiuxi, and looked up very unhappily: "Who dares to disturb Lao Tzu's sleep!" I'm impatient, aren't you? â
Mo Jiuxi frowned and looked at the fierce and vicious middle-aged fat man, and patiently asked again: "May I ask if this is the registration place for the gladiatorial arena?" â
Only then did the middle-aged fat man face up to Mo Jiuxi and Xiao Tianqi, and he disdained and sneered: "Hmph, two little beggars, you have to beg to beg elsewhere, and don't look for bad luck in labor and management." â
Xiao Tianqi bared his teeth fiercely, it's just that this dead fat man is ugly, and he dares to insult his big sister and look for death!
Mo Jiuxi patted Xiao Tianqi's shoulder and calmed him down, then said in a cold voice, "I said, I'm here to sign up." â
After finishing speaking, Mo Jiuxi suddenly slapped the tabletop, and under the frightened eyes of the middle-aged fat man, the two-meter-long sturdy wooden table suddenly turned into ashes.
The people and slaves around them all stopped what they were doing and looked at them in shock.
"Ouch...... It turned out that he was a soldier who came to sign up, and he didn't know Taishan with his eyes! The middle-aged fat man's fierce and vicious face changed quickly.
"May I ask this young lady, are you going to challenge that warrior? Please take a look at this. The middle-aged fat man smiled flatteringly, and he took out a blank piece of paper from his bosom with two hundred names written on it.
Mo Jiuxi took it, it turned out to be the ranking of the warriors in the gladiatorial arena, and the cultivation was also clearly indicated after the name.
"I'm challenging for the 128th place, a warrior named Moos." Mo Jiuxi pointed to Moos's name and said to the middle-aged fat man.
As for why Mo Jiuxi chose Moos, it was because Moose was a seventh-order God Emperor, she had soul refining silk in hand, and phantom footwork, so she should be able to fight beyond the level.
The middle-aged fat man rubbed his hands with a smile: "Moos, it's a good choice!" Since the girl came to the gladiatorial arena, she should know the rules, right? You must sign a contract before the challenge, and if you win, you will receive 100 high-grade hedron according to Moos's ranking. But if you lose, your freedom will forever belong to the Colosseum. â
Mo Jiuxi frowned, she didn't know this rule, but looking at the slavery here, it was not surprising that there was such a rule.
"Well, I'll sign it." Reluctant to let the child trap the wolf, Mo Jiuxi knows this truth very well.
The middle-aged fat man's smile deepened: "The girl has thought about it?" Are you sure you want to challenge Moose? You can regret it now if you lose......"
Mo Jiuxi waved his hand: "Take the contract, you won't regret it." â
The middle-aged fat man had to hurriedly take out the contract in black and white and put it in front of Mo Jiuxi, and handed out a pen.
Mo Jiuxi swiped twice and signed the big word "black phoenix", in the world here, signing a contract and swearing are the same thing, both are protected by the rules of heaven and earth. If you break the contract and the oath, you will be punished to a certain extent. The reason why Mo Jiuxi didn't sign her real name was also because she kept a hand for herself, if she really lost at that time, then she could also take the opportunity to escape.
The middle-aged man took the contract, took Mo Jiuxi into the hall, and led her into a room.
"My lord, this is today's challenger, and he said that he is going to challenge 128 Moose." The middle-aged fat man pushed open the door with a smile and said to the man in brocade standing with his hands behind his back on the opposite side.
The man in brocade nodded, his voice hoarse and obscure: "Well, I know, let's go out." â
The middle-aged man threw down Mo Jiuxi and Xiao Tianqi, closed the door and went out first.
"You're going to challenge Moose?" The brocade-clothed man turned around, he wore a silver mask, showing only his lips and chin, and asked indifferently.
Mo Jiuxi looked at the masked man carefully, judging from his voice and skin, he should be in his twenties, and his cultivation was above her, and the fat man just now called him "adult", so this person's status in the gladiatorial arena must not be low.
"Yes." Mo Jiuxi nodded honestly, she has always been more knowledgeable about current affairs.
Xiao Tianqi blinked cutely, quiet as if there had never been a zĂ i.
The masked man sat on the chair next to him and elegantly cocked Erlang's legs: "Go wash your face and change this outfit." â
Mo Jiuxi took the red riding suit handed over by the masked man, and squinted a little embarrassed, she didn't care about changing clothes, just washing her face, it was a little difficult to do.