Remnant land, remnant water, remnant wind, remnant fire, four sets of martial arts mental techniques, are the mental cultivation techniques practiced by all gladiators in the arena.

These four mental methods, the cultivation speed of improving the Force is far faster than imagined, within a few years, an ordinary person with the talent of the Force can quickly become a martial artist or even a fighter, on this planet, it is an unimaginable improvement speed for ordinary cultivators.

The disadvantages of the four sets of martial arts are also obvious, anyone who cultivates this set of martial arts will have a greatly shortened lifespan, and if they reach the level of a fighter, then they will only have a few years of life.

Ding Huo didn't know this.

He only knew that after cultivating this set of exercises, the force in his body was endless, and unless he was injured and his limbs were broken and his internal organs were broken, he still had the strength to fight.

So in the face of Tang Jie, who was still alive and jumping after being seriously injured, Ding Huo was very cautious.

"Woo woo!" Tang Jie shouted, but because his jaw was broken, no one could hear what he was saying, only his madness.

The audience saw that Tang Jie was seriously injured and did not die, and the madness was still there, and they suddenly roared and burst out into wild screams and shouts.

"Kill the Iron Mask! Eat the Iron Mask!"

Inside the Ring of Blood.

"These stupid pigs whose brains have been boiled 'meat'. Ding Huo shook his head and sneered, "Your jaw is rotten, your mouth is full of big teeth, one east and one west, you can't fight back, what do you use to eat me, isn't it?

Wow!

Tang Jie was so angry that he yelled, waved two ice blades, and rushed up, looking still so headless and brainless.

Of course Ding Huo was not afraid of him, waving the stick of flames, he was about to hedge against Tang Jie, at this time, Tang Jie suddenly jumped high, Ding Huo raised his head, but saw that under the noon sun, Tang Jie's figure was blurred.

Rotten!

Ding Huo's heart was terrified, and sure enough, in a trance, Tang Jie was gone, and in Ding Huo's eyes, only the fiery red outline of the sun remained.

Praying Mantis Shadow!

Tang Jie's martial arts, he once used this ability to follow Ami silently, shamelessly sneak attack Ding Huo, disperse the first pearl of force that Ding Huo was about to condense, and almost crushed Ding Huo's only hope of victory, and now, after being seriously injured, Tang Jie once again launched this kind of martial art that can escape.

How does Ding Huo deal with it?

Seeing Tang Jie launch a shadow escape, Ding Huo knew that he was in his shadow, so he didn't hesitate at all, let alone look at his own shadow, but learned from Tang Jie just like that, stomped on his feet and jumped high!

At the moment when Ding Huo had just jumped, two icy 'colored' cold lights passed through the place where Ding Huo was originally standing.

It's Tang Jie!

After using the shadow escape to transfer, he will sneak attack in an instant, if Ding Huo hesitates for a moment, then at this moment, Tang Jie's chest will be split!

"Hey, hey, hey!"

Tang Jie missed, a little surprised, but still strange laughter, as long as Ding Huo fell to the ground and the shadow reappeared, he could use the shadow to hide, hide in Ding Huo's shadow, and follow until Ding Huo was torn apart.

No one can hide from their shadow forever!

Ding Huo, who jumped in the air, knew that once he landed, he would have to face Tang Jie's omnipresent shadow pursuit, how to crack this deadly move, Ding Huo and Ami, since they had already seen Tang Jie's mantis shadow escape, they already had an idea.

"Fire!" The person was in mid-air, and the flame stick in Ding Huo's hand was raised towards the sky, and more than half of the force in his body instantly gushed out, as if he was igniting a fire 'medicine' bucket, and suddenly detonated the fire force that was all over the air.

Suddenly, the sky was full of flowing flames, and the sun lost its 'color', and under the flames, there was no 'yin' shadow, and even less half of the shadow.

If there is no shadow, there will be no praying mantis shadow!

As soon as Ding Huo's move came out, it immediately made an uproar on the high platform, most of the audience were ordinary people, they couldn't understand the level of this move, they only felt that it was very gorgeous, and as for those who had the ability to be a martial artist, they laughed.

This kind of trick of using the force in the body to detonate the force of heaven and earth is extremely rough, and it is generally useless except for using it to self-detonate, after all, the force consumed is so huge, the scope is so wide, the lethality is scattered, and it is extremely weak.

But under the blow, the flying fire was all over the sky, and the shadow did not exist, but it hit the weakness of Tang Jie's mantis shadow.

What a whimsy!

"Yo, it's so pretty. On the six-story platform, the prince of the broken army who had been refreshed, looked sick and lazy, "Lord Land Rover, what kind of martial arts is this?"

"It's not a martial art, it's just a trick that detonates the force in the body, any cultivator will play, and the timing is just good. "As a fighter, Land Rover has experienced a hundred battles, and at this moment, the rough battle in the arena is like a child's juggling, and he is not in his eyes.

Although Tang Jie's shadow escape is one of the martial arts, it is also the lowest-level human level.

During the time when the two of them were talking on the six-story platform, Ding Huo had already fallen from mid-air, taking advantage of Tang Jie's inability to escape, he swung a stick and beat Tang Jie to retreat step by step, Tang Jie shouted, but he was helpless.

was already heavily injured, and Shadow Escape was restrained, at this moment, except for hoping that the Force Flying Fire in mid-air would disperse earlier, Tang Jie had no other ideas.

How could Dante fire let him get his wish!

A stick swept out! All the Force burst out in an instant! Wherever the stick shadow went, a piece of flowing gold 'color' spread, like a gorgeous feather fan unfolded in mid-air!

Tang Jie instinctively felt the threat, this was a fatal move, but it was also an opportunity, as long as he blocked this time, the opponent's force dried up, and he could get a chance to breathe.

There is no way to avoid it, but to ...... Obstruct!

The experience of dozens of life and death gladiatorial battles made Tang Jie choose the most correct way to deal with it and the time to deal with it, he did not retreat but advanced, and rushed forward, planning to take advantage of the flame long stick in Ding Huo's hand when he had not fully exerted his strength, resist this blow, and then take advantage of the situation to counterattack and win in defeat!

But as soon as he took a step, Tang Jie felt that he had stepped on a round thing, and suddenly his feet slipped, and his body leaned forward, and Ding Huo's flame long stick had already caught the chilling sound of the wind that made his liver and gallbladder 'desire', and reached his ears.

At this time, Tang Jie still had the thought to think about what it was, let his feet slip, and his eyes glanced over, but he saw a white, round, and 'flower' egg, very innocently wandering around in the place he had just stepped on.

A ...... Egg?!

How can there be ...... An egg!

Tang Jie had an extremely ridiculous and funny feeling, this was also his last thought, due to the slipping footsteps, the original clever resistance turned into the stupidity of sticking his head forward to send him to death, Ding Huo swept the attack with all his strength, and hit him in the head fiercely.

Bang!

It's like hammering a watermelon.

The sky is full of red, red, white and white.

This scene made the entire arena silent, although from the situation, it had been seen that the double knife mantis was very unfavorable, but when Tang Jie's head was smashed like a watermelon, the huge shock still swept the entire bloody arena.

In the face of everyone's astonishment, Ding Huo sneered, and at the same time raised his right hand, stretched out his thumb, turned downward, and fiercely compared to everyone.

Die, all of you.

This action was like a spark splashing in a boiling oil pot, and it instantly ignited the anger of all the audience.

"Kill him!"

"Kill this iron-masked bastard!"

"Kill him! Whoever can kill him, I'll give you a bounty of 10,000 gold coins!"

"I'll give 10,000 too!"

The crowd was 'excited' and even offered a large bounty, it seemed that Ding Huo had successfully pulled more than 20,000 hatreds, but he didn't care, that feeling of contempt for everything completely appeared on him at this moment, although he lost his memory, but no matter who he was, he didn't care about any enemy!

On the six-story platform, the Prince of the Broken Army couldn't help but smile at the corner of his mouth: "Such an arrogant guy, I really want to break his hands and feet with my own hands, dig out his heart, and 'kill' him little by little! Lord Land Rover, sell him to me!"

"Wait. Land Rover shook his head, "Listen to everyone's roar, it seems that as long as he plays in the future, there will be no one to watch, everyone is waiting to see when he dies in the Ring of Blood, he will be very profitable, and he can't sell it to you for the time being." ”

"Isn't it just money, this prince can give you a lot, how about 100,000 gold coins?" said the prince of the broken army nonchalantly, "enough to buy ten warrior slaves." ”

"Not enough, at least a million. Land Rover said.

"It's too much!" Even if it is the prince of the broken army, one million gold coins is not a small amount, and on the Nanban Continent, an ordinary family of three only needs a hundred gold coins to spend a year in luxury, and one million is really a lion's mouth.

"The Iron Mask Boy brought more than a million in profits, when he provoked the audience just now, the audience proposed who could kill the bounty he obtained, it was already close to this amount, the bloody arena is the business of the general, everything must be based on profit. Land Rover said coldly.

Hearing Land Rover mention the word general, the prince of the broken army showed a trace of awe in his eyes, and then kept silent, just staring greedily at Ding Huo who walked out of the arena, thinking so much, thinking so much, thinking so much about torturing him to death little by little.

Ding Huo didn't know that there was a pervert who was thinking about him, and he wouldn't care if he knew, he was born arrogant, it seemed to be suppressed in the blood, and once it broke out, he would ignore any rules and want to break everything.

A shirtless, emaciated slave who pushed open the wooden 'door' to welcome Ding Huo back, and, flatteringly, bowed his head and bent over, compared with the gladiators, the ordinary slave who was also sold to the bloody arena, but had no Force and could never fight, had an even more pitiful position.

The slave led Ding Huo along another passage, and instead of returning to the cultivation room, he leaned upward, where there was another heaven and earth.

A gladiator's paradise.

In the steaming water, in front of Ding Huo, there is a "seductive" picture composed of "milky" white soup pool, semi-"naked" young "women", fresh fruits, "fine" to beef and "meat", the marble columns are held high, provoking a dome nearly five meters high, and all kinds of "fine" murals are engraved on the pillars, domes, and walls, stepping into it, as if entering the palace of the gods.

Compared to the cramped and dark room, this place is simply heaven.

The bloody arena, in addition to several bloody gladiatorial fights every day, also provides guests with a full set of entertainment services, soup pools, young 'women', food, singing and dancing, etc., just a menu on the surface, any request made by the guests, will be satisfied, including the most perverted, the most incredible, the stupidest, and of course, pay enough money.

Victorious gladiators can get the qualification to have a free day in this soup pond palace, or they can choose any of them to do anything you can think of.

Ding Huo is not the first victory, but it is the first time he has come here, because the gladiatorial battles he experienced before are not real victories, and only the winners of the duel between martial artists are eligible to enjoy heaven.

Is it enjoyment?

Or is it a bone that the owner threw at the dog?

Ding Huo's gaze swept over the 'tempting' delicacies and the snow-white body that was 'exposed', and his eyes were as calm as a piece of ice, only when he touched the 'milky' white soup pool, it melted slightly.

Speaking of which, it's been a long time since I've taken a shower.