In the study room of the City Lord's Palace, City Lord Lin Minghao leaned on the back of his chair and closed his eyes to listen to Lin Zou's report.

"Very good, in addition to the Wind Wolf Gladiatorial Troupe, are there any other regiments with child gladiators?" After listening to the report, Lin Minghao opened his eyes, sat up straight and asked.

"Back to the city lord, only the Wind Wolf has a ten-year-old child in the gladiatorial group. ”

"Let's watch it first. How's it going over there?"

Lin Zou recalled for a while and replied: "Ming Zong seems to have given the surname Wang some things, but I don't know what it is. ”

"It should be a hole card left for Zheng Qiu, but it may also be something else, continue to monitor. ”

Master Wang returned to the warehouse of the Liesha Gladiatorial Troupe and called Zheng Qiu for the "Cangcui Jue" and two bags of seeds, and explained that the seeds had an offensive effect.

Zheng Qiu flipped through "Cangcui Jue" and found that there were many words and sentences in the blank space behind.

He was very happy, thinking that it was because of the increase in the energy in his body that he could see the hidden content, but there were still a lot of blank pages behind him, and he didn't know what cultivation was needed to see it.

These newly appeared content was about realm breakthroughs, Zheng Qiu immediately buried his head in reading, if he could improve the realm before the game, the chances of winning would be greatly increased.

Seeing that Zheng Qiu was reading so seriously, and had no intention of asking questions, Master Wang couldn't help but feel proud in his heart.

At that time, his blind lies were quite effective, Zheng Qiu really thought that the content in the book had to be cultivated to become higher before he could see it.

At this time, Zheng Qiu suddenly put down the book and asked him: "Master, there are many ways to break through the realm here, but I don't know what realm I am in now.

Can you tell me, I don't know which one to break through next!"

Master Wang replied according to Master Mingzong's instructions: "You realize this yourself, if the realm has to be guided by others, then what else is there to cultivate." ”

"Oh!" Zheng Qiu retracted his head and obediently lowered his head to read the exercises.

One day, two days, time flies, and the day of the Bounty Gladiatorial Tournament is approaching in the blink of an eye.

Early in the morning, Meng Tiansha came to the middle of the teaching field, opened his voice and shouted: "Get up, get up, get up for me......"

The shouts were infused with energy, and thunderous waves swept in all directions, and a few streamers flew up from the streets in the distance, and it was an inexplicable cultivator who was watching here.

One by one, the gladiators came out of the stone huts, arranged their clothes and went to the teaching ground, where they were neatly arranged in two rows according to their height.

Zheng Qiu and the eared cat are short and on the far left of the line, and Ma Peng's size can already be in the middle of the line.

Zheng Qiu looked left and right, and asked the eared cat in a low voice: "Why are you lined up in two rows like this, aren't you going to a gladiatorial competition?"

The eared cat raised his eyebrows and replied with a smile: "You go to the warehouse to practice every day, of course you don't know, the head of the Mengjiao sect now practices like this every day, what is it called the wartime training method." ”

Before Zheng Qiu understood the meaning of the eared cat, Meng Tiansha in front of the team raised his right fist and shouted loudly: "Our slogan!"

"The Liesha Gladiatorial Troupe is the strongest! The Liesha Gladiatorial Troupe is invincible!"

The gladiators next to him suddenly raised their fists and shouted slogans in unison, which made Zheng Qiu really startled.

After shouting two sentences, the eared cat pushed Zheng Qiu with his elbow and reminded in a low voice: "You also shout, eight more times." ”

"Okay......" Zheng Qiu also learned to raise his fist and shouted with everyone, "The Liesha Gladiatorial Troupe is the strongest!

In front of the line, Meng Tiansha counted loudly: "One, two, three...... Nine, ten. ”

When the gladiators had finished shouting the slogan ten times, he clapped his hands and announced to everyone in a loud voice: "Today is an important day! We, the Liesha Gladiatorial Troupe, are going to participate in the Bounty Gladiatorial Tournament in the Lonely Gladiatorial Arena!"

Later, I'll take you to the Colosseum. Don't be afraid, don't be nervous, remember, you are the great gladiators of the Blazing Sand Regiment, and you will definitely achieve the final victory.

Cheers, riches, and glory await us!"

Meng Tiansha raised his fist again, and the muscles in his arms bulged under the clench: "Victory!!"

All the gladiators raised their fists and waved: "Victory, victory, victory, victory......"

The Lonely Gladiatorial Arena, built on the right side of the City Lord's Palace, is a huge circular building with a diameter of more than 300 zhang.

The gladiatorial arena is the tallest building in the isolated city, taller than the palace of the city lord, a total of 40 zhang up and down, divided into 42 floors.

Each floor was built with a bed-sized boulder supported by a five-foot-thick iron pillar, and the boulder was covered with thick iron plates that served as armor to protect the stone.

Such a dusty building, like a sleeping beast curled up, exudes the aura of slaughter and blood all the time.

The Great Wilderness Lonely City, every city lord has been killed from here, and every city lord has also fallen here.

Kill the enemy alone and kill the sea of blood, and stand proudly at the head of the city;

Life and death are fighting each other, and the yellow sand is endless.

Every day, blood was spilled in the sand of the arena, but the battle never stopped, and countless people threw themselves into it like moths to a fire, just to get their share of the reward.

Meng Tiansha led the team through the streets and walked to the Colosseum. Zheng Qiu is the shortest, so he naturally walks at the front of the team.

Looking across the low-rise single-storey house on the side of the street, he could see the upper part of the gladiatorial arena from a distance.

The top of the gray building is covered with snow, like a huge gray dough sprinkled with powdered sugar.

However, this gray dough conveyed an exhilarating aura, and Zheng Qiu looked at it for a moment, and felt that his heart was beating faster and his blood was surging.

Whew, he exhaled the turbid breath in his chest, withdrew his gaze and followed Meng Tiansha forward.

After some time, the team turned a few corners and came to a street that led directly to the Colosseum.

The early morning sun is slanting down, and the end of the street is shrouded in the shadow of the colosseum, which makes people look and feel frightened, as if this is a road to darkness.

As they moved forward, the stone houses on both sides of the street moved back in turn, getting closer and closer to the arena, and as the team stepped into the shadows and stood in front of the arena, everyone looked up at the huge building.

"Good...... It's so big!" Ma Peng sighed with his mouth open, stammering.

Except for the three children, others have already come here more than once, and someone has spoken to spread knowledge: "The solitary gladiatorial arena is not built of stone and iron alone, it is said that there are formations in the walls and pillars, and there are also in the ground. ”

"Yes, I heard that the Qianyun Sect helped build it. Another gladiator added.

A young man in armor said, "Don't be kidding, this gladiatorial arena should be seven or eight hundred years old, how can it be built with the help of others." ”

Someone retorted: "What are you putting in your head, the Qianyun Sect is a thousand-year-old sect, earlier than the Great Wilderness Lonely City." ”

"That's it, they are still the sect with the most Cloud Sleeve Formations. ”

Zheng Qiu listened to it in his ears, and he had a slight impression of this Qianyun Sect, as if there was a tall stone square building.

But thinking about it in detail, it was blank again, shaking his head, he really couldn't think of a specific picture, maybe Fang Lou just dreamed of it when he was sleeping, and Qianyun Sect didn't have that kind of thing at all.

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