Sunset horizon.

Night falls.

In the pitch-black giant hall, the bronze giant door leading to the dungeon killing arena slowly opened, making a creaking sound, and a dull aura came to the surface.

Behind the bronze giant gate, tens of thousands of people who poured here instantly became excited.

They were eager to see what kind of person could win thirty games in a row in one night, and fight a hundred games in a row with such a big talk.

In less than half a quarter of an hour, the people in the pitch-black giant hall rushed in like a fish.

It's a pity.

The dungeon can accommodate up to 5,000 people, and another 5,000 people can only be blocked outside, and they are unwilling to leave.

After entering the underground palace, Lin Huang glanced at Nie Jinglei from a distance, nodded slightly, and then went straight into the killing arena.

Looking at the black-robed young man who quietly appeared in the killing arena, the people watching the battle around all frowned.

Dressed in black and white-haired, with a slightly thin body, he doesn't look very powerful, does he really have such a strong strength?

And the spectators who had already appeared in the dungeon last night screamed excitedly.

Only after witnessing it with your own eyes can you know what amazing power is hidden under that emaciated figure.

In the killing arena, Lin Huang sat in it, feeling the boiling noise around him, and his mind was as calm as a lake. He knew what it meant to fight 100 battles in a row. But if you don't take this step, you won't find that glimmer of life.

Since it's all gambling on life, it's better to gamble in this killing arena first.

"Senior Brother Luo, this person is only Wuhou Qizhongtian, how could he win thirty games in a row last night. Even if it is in the Qingtian Martial Mansion, the Wang Xiao, who is known as the invincible under the Martial King, may not be able to do it if he comes here."

In the crowd of thousands of people, near the guardrail of the killing arena, there were several young people.

They were all dressed in uniform costumes, with a cyan short shirt on the upper body and a dark pleated skirt on the bottom, similar to the clothing of the disciples of the Qingtian Martial Mansion.

On the chest of their clothes, a delicate double fish Ouroboros is depicted.

It is similar to the Taoist Taiji diagram, but it represents the meaning of heaven and earth.

The one who spoke just now was a slightly shorter young man, who held his arm with one hand and pointed to Lin Huang in the killing arena with the other, and commented simply.

"He's not simple!"

The young man known as Senior Brother Luo spoke calmly, his expression calm. has a cold face, and a figure that stands tall like a green pine, and bright eyes, looking younger, but giving people a more mature feeling.

That kind of maturity is not old-fashioned, but calm and calm like a lake.

Behind Senior Brother Luo, there were two girls and another man.

"Senior Brother Luo commented on this person, but he saw through his strength?"

One of the delicate-looking women spoke, looking at the forest barren below, the light in her eyes flowing, looking a little curious.

Senior Brother Luo shook his head gently, "I'm not in the realm of Wuhou, where can I see through others at a glance." However, in the face of tens of thousands of onlookers, his expression did not change in the slightest, and this attitude of not being surprised by changes alone shows the firmness of the latter's heart."

"I don't care, Senior Brother Luo is the most powerful. If it weren't for the presence of this person, it disrupted our trip. Maybe Senior Brother Luo has beaten Wang Xiao down now?"

Next to Senior Brother Luo, a round-faced girl next to the latter said coquettishly, with a hint of greasy taste in her soft voice, which seemed to lower the girl's age by two years.

"Huh...... I'll meet him later if I have the chance!"

Seeing the round-faced girl tugging at the corner of Senior Brother Luo's clothes, her expression was bright. Another slightly burly young man opened his mouth with a little jealousy, staring at Lin Huang and said coldly.

"This is the territory of the Qingtian Martial Mansion, and we are from the Taiyi Martial Mansion, so our identity is relatively special. Everything is put on the bright side, and it's better not to cause trouble."

Senior Brother Luo admonished the burly young man.

......

On the other side outside the guardrail of the killing arena, Song Changling grabbed the guardrail with both hands, staring at the forest wilderness below with a calm expression, with neither anxiety nor a smile on his face, looking extremely indifferent.

But it was Song Changling's indifferent expression that made people feel a little unusual.

But in a moment, amid the anxious waiting of everyone and the boiling noise, a deafening drum sounded in the killing arena.

Boom......

The sound of drums spread out, and it seemed to have infinite magical power, which made the entire underground palace quiet.

Subsequently, a referee with two circles of meat wrapped around his waist appeared in the killing arena, and after clearing his throat, he directly announced the rules of the killing arena:

"Tonight, the combatants in the killing arena are Lin Changsheng from the Divine Pole Temple, Wuhou Qizhongtian!"

"Challenger, in the Longyuan Pavilion and the Sword Qi Building, there are twenty-five people each, a total of fifty people. The other fifty people, the martial artists who were present to watch the battle, as long as the realm was below the realm of the martial king, they could all enter the killing arena to challenge. If there are less than fifty people, it will be filled by Longyuan Pavilion and Sword Qi Building."

Before the referee's voice fell, there was already a boiling sound all around.

In the history of the killing arena, there have also been cases where the challenger was not the person of the three major forces. However, it is necessary to release fifty places at once, which must be ruthless.

After all, every person on stage, if they win, they will take a part of the banker's interests, otherwise why go on stage to perform like a monkey.

Such a rule also aroused everyone's fighting spirit and desire for fame and fortune!

Among the several disciples of the Taiyi Martial Mansion who were watching the battle, the burly young man snorted slightly, his face showing a strong battle intent, and a trace of cold murderous intent.

Song Changling frowned slightly.

Behind the dungeon, the principals of the three major forces looked indifferent, staring at the killing arena below, their expressions did not change in the slightest, as if nothing could cause the slightest fluctuation in their minds.

And the three principals tonight are no longer the three of last night.

Even Nie Jinglei had to stand respectfully behind the person in charge of the Divine Pole Temple.

The Lord of the Temple of God.

Longyuan Pavilion Master.

and the owner of the Sword Qi Building.

On weekdays, the appearance of these three people together will inevitably cause a great sensation in Hundred Battles City. But today, all the focus and limelight were robbed by Lin Huang in the killing arena.

Then, after the referee in the killing arena waited for the noisy atmosphere around him to calm down a little, he cleared his throat and continued: "Today's betting rules have been changed, and it is not based on the victory or defeat of each game. And bet on Lin Changsheng's winning streak, the higher the winning streak, the higher the odds! After the first battle begins, you can't bet again!"

In the dungeon, there is no need for the referee to say that the place of betting is already crowded with people.

It's just that tonight's odds are a bit unreasonable, making countless spectators who bet on scold their father and mother.

Lin Huang has to win fifty games in a row to double the odds. In the history of the Killing Arena, the highest number of consecutive victories is only 47 matches.

In order to make money, it's really fucking shameless.

Fortunately, after fifty games, Lin Huang's odds also rose rapidly......

After the referee came on the court to finish the two most important rules, he was about to continue with a tirade, but the result was a roar of expulsion.

The latter hugged his stomach helplessly and walked out of the killing arena silently, he had never seen such a group of people in such a hurry.

Boom.

Soon after the referee left, a huge drum sounded again in the dungeon.

A bronze door leading to the killing arena also slowly opened.

A disciple of the Longyuan Pavilion walked out of it......