The one-armed man was stunned, like a ghost.

He was in charge of the Colosseum, and in this public, he was at a loss for a while, and once forgot to control the field, allowing ridicule and angry scolding to be loud in the stands.

Even he thinks this guy wearing a hat is outrageous!

Ordinary monks in the early stage of foundation building, when they hear the word amethyst python, they are afraid that they will have to pee their pants in fright!

This person is good, but he still thinks that the strength of the purple gold python is not good?

If it weren't for his identity, the one-armed man would even want to scold, and when the cage is closed, you kid will know that the prestige of the amethyst python is not exaggerated and wasted!

The little brother laughed.

He coughed dryly twice and groaned: "The Amethyst Python can be called a nightmare for monks in the early stage of foundation building, only a genius who is strong enough to fight beyond the level has that chance of narrowly defeating ......"

This is not a subtle statement, anyone can hear it-

Those geniuses are all freaks who are unique in ten thousand, and weigh their own strength first!

"What is the nonsense with him, send it directly to the cage of the death fight, and see if he is still so crazy!"

"Hahaha, hurry up, I don't know if he's such a small man, it's enough for an amethyst python to swallow!"

"Over the years, there have been very few demons who can not put the amethyst python in their eyes in the early stage of foundation building!"

"Do you really think of yourself as Yun Yuan? Amusing! ”

Most of the monks who said these words were not in the middle stage of foundation building, which was also a portrayal of the realm of most of the people present.

The strength of the amethyst python is the strength they can understand.

Because of this, they clearly know the terrifying thing about the amethyst python......

Fang Mu was silent, his brows furrowed slightly.

He didn't come to play around, he came to sharpen his combat power, and in the battle between life and death, he constantly controlled his cultivation and tapped the potential of his sword intent.

Relive a lifetime, and there is no sense of rustiness in swordsmanship.

It doesn't make much sense to improve your strength in a short period of time and blindly bury yourself in sword practice.

But this doesn't mean that he doesn't need to work hard, the real strong will always have the heart of an apprentice!

Even when Fang Mu was at his peak, he never felt that he could relax.

"Okay, then the amethyst python is fine."

Fang Mu sighed and didn't force his request again.

If you have that time to talk about it, it is better to solve the matter as soon as possible, now everything is empty talk, and when you cut off the head of the amethyst python, you must be able to obediently block the mouth of the Colosseum.

Seeing that he was relieved, the one-armed man nodded silently.

He turned and gave a look, then limped back into the curtain, no more sound.

"I don't know your number?"

An old man arched his hand at Fang Mu, which was the Colosseum's etiquette to show respect to the monks in the cage.

Even he despised Fang Mu in his heart, feeling that this son was arrogant and unconscious, and there was no one in his eyes.

but

can have the courage to fight to the death in the cage, in a sense, his courage and strong state of mind have surpassed ordinary people too much.

"Dao number?"

Fang Mu narrowed his eyes, what a long-ago unfamiliar word.

The word Thunder Sword has long been annihilated, and now he is just a small Qi Refining Stage cultivator, and he is not qualified to establish a Dao name.

However, when the old man asked what he meant, he didn't really ask for a name, it was just another name, which was easy to call.

The previous one-inch knife is the best illustration.

Most fighters have their own nicknames, and only a few people use their real names, such as Yun Yuan and the like.

Fang Mu pondered for a moment and said, "Let's call it Sword Cultivation." ”

"Understood."

The old man nodded, but it was easy to understand and catchy.

He arched his hand again and said, "I'll wait for this to arrange a deathmatch, please wait for a while." ”

After speaking, he left in a hurry, and he didn't sign any life and death certificates, the nature of the Colosseum, everyone who understands it, and no one will be so stupid as to die in the Colosseum and come to find trouble.

After the old man left, Fang Mu simply leaned his back against the cage, wrapped his hands around his chest, closed his eyes to recuperate, and kept his eyes open.

The mere amethyst python certainly couldn't arouse any interest in him.

The reason why this is like this is just to be fully prepared for the future to face those truly powerful demon beasts.

After a while, the opening sound sounded.

Surprisingly, the betting points of all parties were very lively, endless, and even crowded.

"What? It's actually one to two? I can't think of that kid too much! ”

I don't know if it's out of caution, or what.

This odds are completely out of a kind of temptation, in the Colosseum, Fang Mu was so amazing before, and no matter how arrogant he was, it can be seen that he is still full of confidence.

As for what exactly this person relied on, it is difficult to say.

Therefore, the odds of one to two are already extremely face-giving to Fang Mu.

"I'm betting on the Amethyst Python with a hundred spirit stones!"

"Three hundred spirit stones! All-in on the Amethyst Python! ”

"Why are so many people optimistic about the Amethyst Python? Although this beast is indeed vaguely invincible in the realm of the early stage of foundation building......"

Those who have a mind and a rational mind stop and analyze.

At the urging of the person behind him, the chubby young man hesitated for a moment and took out a hundred spirit stones: "What are you betting on...... Sword Repair! ”

His move caused a lot of laughter.

"What do you know!"

The fat boy glared, and said reasonably: "Those who dare to enter the cage are ruthless people, and few of them are simple characters, that person despises the amethyst python so much, no matter whether this person has some real ability or not, he will not be weak if he thinks about it, just look at how his heart is when the death match begins!" ”

"Besides, one loses two, you can gamble!"

What he said had a beginning and an end, but it frightened many people around him.

Of course, it is more about this odds, which prompted him to bet, only a hundred spirit stones, and it is not too distressing to lose, and it is an unexpected joy to win!

"Nonsense!"

Yu Yuanmiao walked over gracefully, and took out a few hundred spirit stones from the storage ring, scattered them.

That's pretty much all he has.

As soon as he thought of being able to recover some losses, Yu Yuanmiao's face improved.

He sneered: "All in on the Amethyst Python!" ”