A ray of dawn shines through the tattered roofs and on the white tents

Xiao Chen opened his eyes, and with the healing pill and the whole night of Great Zhou Tian running, the damaged meridians were basically healed.

He took a deep breath and walked out of the tent unhurriedly, because the environment here was so harsh that the newborn sun in the sky looked gray.

Walking towards the central square, there were already many people gathered here, in addition to the young men who participated in the death match, there were also many old people, women and children.

The square was as filthy as the streets, and from time to time you could see men and women in the crowd making peace.

The little marquis frowned, and he didn't even find a corner where there were few people to do this kind of thing, and the people in Beicheng were really "bold" enough.

But if you think about it, you can understand that the men are about to undergo the baptism of deathmatch, and it is likely that they will never come back, of course, they must hurry up and cool off before they die.

After a while, a few guys who led the way for the little marquis last night walked up to the high platform, they carried a metal box, and everyone's eyes couldn't help but converge on the box.

A few people didn't talk nonsense, and put the box on the ground, someone opened the small door in the lower position in the front, someone opened the mechanism on the side, and finally someone kicked it in the back.

Whoosh......

Two metal signs flew out, with different numbers engraved on them.

The number on each metal plate corresponds to a person. Last night, the little marquis was told that his digital code name was ninety-five-two-seven.

In Beicheng, no one dares to cheat in the lottery, although the results are not registered, everyone strictly follows the lottery results, even if their opponent is the strongest person here, knowing that they will definitely die, they have to accept this reality.

The metal tiles are taken away one by one by the corresponding people, and those who are assigned to the weaker opponent cheer happily, while those who encounter the stronger opponent are silent.

In addition to the monthly deathmatch, in which every adult man must participate, men can also initiate a deathmatch, and as long as the two agree to do so, they can go to the deathmatch at any time.

Because about half of the men are lost every month, the number of people in the northern city is not large, and in order to maintain this status quo, the Church of the Gods sends in a large number of captured prisoners, and there are very few people who actually descend from the southern city.

The appearance of Xiao Chen, the little marquis of the lock industry, made many people feel excited.

A metal plate engraved with the number 9527 appeared, and its counterpart was 631, and the first person to see this result had a tense face.

"Hahaha, it's really good luck!" A strong man with a height of nearly two meters walked out of the crowd, bent down to pick up the 631 metal plate, and said with a smile: "Lao Tzu's opponent this time is not only lower than me, but also a newcomer who has just come from Nancheng, hahaha!"

Xiao Chen walked over expressionlessly, picked up his brand, and glanced up at the strong man: "You are my opponent?"

"That's right, it's me, my name is Chaklee!" The strong man had a proud expression on his face: "New boy, I might as well tell you the truth, my record is thirty-six wins, and I don't have a single defeat record! You are unlucky to meet me, wait for death." ”

Here, there is only one outcome of a deathmatch, live or die.

The little marquis looked at him coldly: "Don't worry, I will let you taste defeat in the thirty-seventh game." ”

"Don't be ashamed!" Chakle said proudly: "Don't think that it's great that you came from Nancheng, I also came from there, and when I was the helmsman over there, I made a little mistake, so I ...... Boy, no matter what, the one who died today must be you. ”

The little marquis shrugged: "Then wait and see." ”

After a while, the draw ended, and surrounded by thousands of people, hundreds of deathmatch players walked to the deathmatch.

It's even more lively than the lottery square, with a dozen tables put together and a bunch of people filling the place with money to buy gambling tickets.

Because it is a battle of life and death, there is only one kind of gambling method - the most single room - to press the winner, and you can press any player who participates in the death match, and if you win, the gambling money will be doubled, and you will lose all your money.

Seeing this scene, the little marquis couldn't help but sound the fat man Li Hantao, if that guy came here, he would definitely be able to take the gambling industry in Beicheng to a higher level.

There are a total of 16 large iron cages on the death arena, with a height of more than 20 meters and a diameter of 30 meters, made of black iron bars as thick as children's arms, which at first glance look like cages for raising birds.

Since Xiao Chen is a newcomer, he was arranged in the first batch of deathmatch lists.

In a flash, Chakle was already standing in a cage, hooked his fingers at him and said, "Boy, don't come in soon, my time is precious!"

"Some people are in a hurry to make money, some are in a hurry to eat, and some are in a hurry to sleep with women. The little marquis walked over unhurriedly, and said, "But it's the first time I've seen such a thing as dying in a hurry." ”

Chaklee laughed: "Boy, I put ten taels of gold on my head, as long as I kill you, I can win twenty taels." ”

As soon as the little marquis entered the cage, the iron door closed automatically, and according to the regulations, one of the two must die before the iron door opened.

"Ten taels of gold, it's really a huge amount of money. The little marquis sneered and said, "I just don't know if the person who set up the gamble will be kind enough to help you burn a few pieces of paper after winning your money." ”

"Boy arrogant, look at the knife!" Chakle's weapons were two scimitars, the one in his right hand was four feet long, and the one in his left hand was three feet long, and the whole body was made of snow silver, which was extremely sharp.

Xiao Hou Ye blinked: "What, don't you even have a martial soul?"

Chakle sneered: "What's wrong with no martial soul, Lao Tzu's level is the peak of the Immortal Martial Realm, you only have the fourth level of the Immortal Martial Realm, which is stronger and which is weaker at a glance!"

"Not necessarily!" Xiao Hou Ye smiled faintly, and four leaf martial spirits appeared at the same time, increasing the increase by forty percent for the master.

Chakle disagreed: "What can you do with the increase of martial souls, you still can't reach the level of the peak of the Immortal Martial Realm, look at how I can dismantle you into eight pieces!"

Jingling......

He raised his cutlass aloft, the blades clashing with a crisp sound.

The poison-attribute leaf martial soul shoots out the flying needle, and the ice-attribute one also shoots out, hitting the tail of the flying needle in front of it to complete the relay.

Chakle dodged, but the flying needle was too fast, and it was still pierced through his right arm.

The flying needle hit a cage bone, and a spark was sparked.

He looked down and saw that there was a small pinhole on his lower right arm, and said with a smile: "It's just a small skill of carving insects, Lao Tzu just stands still and lets you shoot casually, what can you do to me?"

"Really?" Xiao Hou Ye stood firmly in place and made a gesture of invitation: "Now you will attack." ”

"You're still so arrogant!" Chakra moved, and ran towards him on two long legs.

One step, two steps, three steps......

By the fourth step, Chakra's feet were fluttering, and something resembling a white mist appeared in front of him, which was the result of the poisonous hair.

Xiao Hou Ye smiled faintly, suddenly took two steps forward, reached out and snatched the opponent's scimitar, and slashed everything.

In the next second, Chakle's eyes widened, a blood line appeared on his neck, and his head slowly detached until it fell to the ground.

Burst......

The corpse's neck squirted a large amount of black-red plasma, and then slowly fell to the ground.

The people watching around were all stunned, and it was incredible that they would kill an opponent who was six levels higher than themselves with one move!

PS: Happy National Day to everyone!