In front of him, there is a three-meter-high wall made of bricks and stones, and this wall surrounds a bowl-shaped open-air building, and in this bowl-shaped building, there is a large opening, which is the entrance.

This is the arena, and the only passages are almost crowded with passers-by, and people from the yellow class have to compete here every day.

The rules of the game are that if you knock your opponent unconscious, or die, you win the game. Get a Yellow Tier Match Ticket and live one more day.

"him."

"Beat him, kill him."

"Whew! Kill him. ”

As soon as I stepped into the crowded arena, I was filled with noisy and noisy sounds. On top of the rows of rounded platforms, there were people wearing masks sitting on them, looking at the stands with a crazy expression.

And above the stands, there is a long knife, and the other is a long sword, two people of similar size are fighting. They have only one purpose, and that is to win the game.

Both of them were red-eyed, and a sword collided with each other, making a clanging sound, and one of the two suddenly relaxed, and the one with the long knife slashed at the man with the long sword without hesitation. The man with the sword was not slow to react. He threw his head back, but the knife was still slashed at his shoulder.

"Poof." Blood gushed out from the shoulder of the man with the sword, and the man with the sword fell backwards with great speed, his brow twisted into a line, and his left hand covered the wound. But the wound still kept bleeding.

"Hah! Die! Seeing that the person with the long sword was injured, the person with the long knife was even more crazy, his eyes slowly reddened, and he shouted. And with the long sword in his hand, he slashed at the man with the long sword.

Although the man with the long sword was injured, he still raised the long sword in his right hand and fought with the man with the machete. However, the man with the sword was already injured. So it's still gradually defeated. In the end, he was slashed by a man with a long knife and fell to the ground. His blood flowed on the jousting ring. The scene was unusually bloody.

Seeing this scene, the people in the stands became even more excited, and burst into bursts of excited shouts.

Then, a man wearing a mask and white hair stepped forward.

"I declare, winner, scorpion!" As his shouts fell, the person holding the long knife became excited, stretched out his tongue and licked the red blood on the knife, and swallowed it directly.

After that, someone came up to the stage and carried the defeated man away, and the blood on the ground was not cleaned, and the winner was given a yellow paper ticket with a slap and laughter. The winner stepped down with a paper ticket.

But the contest did not stop because of the dead man, but because of the dead man, the crowd was even more excited, and soon two more people came on the field. A new round of life-and-death struggle began.

Ye Fan finally saw it, no wonder he was just thinking about living here, and he had to fight a life-and-death battle like this every day. If you win, you live, and if you lose, you die. What a bunch of maniacs.

Shaking his head, Ye Fan didn't want to become such a wicked person who killed people without blinking.

"Huh." Seeing Ye Fan's appearance, for some reason, the blue-masked man suddenly laughed weirdly. Looking at the two men fighting on the jousting platform, he said, "You are the strangest one I have ever met. ”

"Oh? What's weird? Ye Fan answered indifferently.

"If you see such a life-and-death situation, you don't have to be afraid, but you have to compete later, aren't you afraid of dying?" The blue masked man's voice had a slightly eerie smile. Asked.

"Dead? In the face of absolute strength, you can't die. Ye Fan shook his head, the reason why he didn't panic was because it was not the first time he had seen this kind of scene when he came to the Douqi Continent. And it's useless to panic. Besides, he took a look at the crowd around him, most of them were the cultivation of the fighters, the highest, but it was only the cultivation of the fighters, what was he afraid of? He's a great fighter, and he's not an ordinary big fighter.

"Huh." Maybe it was because the surrounding voices were too noisy, the blue-masked man didn't seem to hear what Ye Fan said, and smiled: "You'll be on the field later." Here, there are no real names, they are all codenames. Tell me about your code name. From now on, you will be called by this code in the Valley of the Wicked. Forget the name on your continent. ”

Code name? Touching his chin, Ye Fan had a flash of inspiration, and said to the blue mask: "Emperor Han." ”

"Oh? Emperor Han, quite an interesting code name. The masked man nodded and gave a faint compliment. After that, he said that he was going to report it, and left.

When it comes to Ye Fan's game, someone will call Ye Fan's code name, and then Ye Fan only needs to play a game.

Sitting a little bored, Ye Fan looked at the competition platform, where there were two people fighting. And the people around me don't know why, they all seem to have fallen into a state of madness, basically everyone has red eyes, and the scene looks a little weird.

The two people beside Ye Fan looked at the two people on the competition platform with their hands in full swing and shouted, "Kill him." "I'm more excited than I'm on the field.

I really don't understand, when you compete, aren't you also one of the people on the stage?

There are a total of eight rows of stands, which circle the entire playing field, and each row has about 50 people, that is, there are about 400 people in this yellow staircase area.

I really don't know why this valley of the wicked was built.

Ye Fan asked the Blue Masked Man, the Valley of the Wicked itself is a prison, and he can't get out until he dies.

But Ye Fan didn't believe that the current Ye Fan didn't have the strength to fight against the Valley of the Wicked, but when Ye Fan's cultivation reached the Dou King, or even the Dou Huang, Ye Fan would not be willing to stay here.

Ye Fan, who has cultivated the anti-cold technique, has taken his cultivation to a higher level, and now he is a two-star Doushi, Ye Fan has cultivated, except for the last time he was stuck at the peak of the Doushi, the others have not encountered a bottleneck, it seems that this thing will basically not appear from Ye Fan, as long as Ye Fan cultivates, his cultivation will progress rapidly.

The anti-cold technique is indeed powerful, after cultivating, Ye Fan's fighting spirit has increased several times, and the fighting spirit in the dantian has also increased several times, and now Ye Fan's fighting spirit has a cold breath, and where the fighting qi has passed, the temperature will drop a lot suddenly.

"The Cold Emperor fights the Evil Tiger!" Just when Ye Fan was bored, the host in the stands shouted. The two people who had just competed in the stands were gone, and now it's Ye Fan!

Under everyone's eyes, Ye Fan slowly walked down the stands, and there were several places in the rows of stands that could directly lead to the competition platform. Walk up the stairs of the jousting platform. Ye Fan looked at his opponent.

It was a thin man with a red mask, holding a dagger in his hand, and staring at Ye Fan with red eyes. His hands were still a little trembling, and his cultivation was probably the ninth star of the fighter.

With a loud shout from the host, "The game begins." The thin man took the dagger in his hand and slowly approached Ye Fan. His body may have trembled a little because of fear, but he only has one purpose now, to kill Ye Fan and live.

"Hah!" Looking at the thin masked man holding the dagger, Ye Fan yawned.

"It's now!" Seeing Ye Fan relaxed, the thin masked man's eyes widened, as if he had found an opportunity, and ran towards Ye Fan with a dagger. There was a faint cold light on the dagger. Towards Ye Fan, he ran through.

"Bang bang bang!" A few sounds, but the thin male protagonist didn't have time to react. Already lying on the ground and fainting.

"This ......" the host was stunned for a moment, this battle ended too quickly, right? Even the onlookers were stunned for a moment, but they returned to madness in an instant.

…………

"Tsk. Life is not easy. "I held the competition ticket in my hand, and the yellow ticket had a "yellow" word written on it. Put him above the crack in the doorway. Naturally, someone will come to collect it today.

Ye Fan knew through observation that those who were not in the novice period would put the competition tickets they got at the door every day. Every night someone will come and pick it up on time. Meals delivered by the way.

If there is no match ticket, Ye Fan has seen the fate of the person who does not have a match ticket...... Killed by the masked man who delivered the meal, dragged away. Take a hundred plating and read the latest chapter of "Dou Po from the Disciple Claw Book House" for free for the first time.