Chapter 8 Chapter 111 Gladiatorial Fight
"Demon Capital? Is it constructed with a fantasy enchantment on the outside? β
The street that seemed to be cold and empty before, after entering, a black cube building with a huge area that reached straight into the sky stood in front of Zhao Mu, and at the bottom of the building directly in front of him, there was a rectangular doorway that just accommodated one person. ββοΌ
"Xiaoqin, don't use your mental power to find out, just come in with me."
The huge building pressed Xiaoqin beside Zhao Mu very comfortable, but after being held by Zhao Mu's hand, Xiaoqin's whole person was soothed. However, this black cube building looks very weird, and it cannot be ruled out that Xiaoqin's spiritual power will not be eaten back after penetrating into it.
"R Zone?"
Zhao Mu and Xiaoqin's admission tickets are clearly marked with 'R area' in the lower right corner.
As the two enter through a small door on the lower floor of the building, there is a huge circular elevator inside. On the wall of the elevator there are a total of 26 buttons from A to Z.
After Zhao Mu pressed R, the elevator began to go up at a very fast speed.
"You have arrived in the area you specified, please have fun."
After the prompt sounded, the elevator door opened, and a large noise came in from the outside. However, standing in front of Zhao Mu and Xiaoqin was a strong man who was almost four meters tall, his eyes and nose were all nailed with nails, but only his mouth could still be used.
"Pass."
The big man bent down to look at Zhao Mu and Xiaoqin, and a heavy voice came from his mouth.
As the two handed each other the passes, the strong man clumsily moved his body blocking the gate to reveal the iron gate leading to a special place behind him.
"Distinguished guests, please come in, may you have fun inside." The strong man unscrewed the doorknob with his thick fingers and made a gesture of please with the other hand.
"It's dangerous inside Brother Mu." Xiaoqin muttered softly.
"It's okay, Xiaoqin, you follow me. Can you feel Sister Zhuge and their breath? β
"There are tens of thousands of ghosts inside, and Sister Zhuge is covered by something. If there is, it is very weak. β
"Come on in."
Zhao Mu said that it was impossible for him not to worry, but now he needs to examine the current situation. The other party's intention is already obvious, using his companion as bait to force himself into the trap.
As Zhao Mu entered through the iron gate, the scene in front of him was noisy. The scene in the center awakens memories that I once suppressed in my heart.
Inside was a huge gladiatorial arena covering an area of at least 10,000 square meters, with tens of thousands of spectators sitting on both sides, and it can be seen from the crazy expressions of the audience on the surface how addicted these people are.
"Are they all ghosts?"
The ghost sitting in the audience did not disguise itself as a human as usual, but maintained its original form. A fat woman next to Zhao Mu had a total of eleven holes in her face, obviously she was stabbed like this with a knife before she died. Another old man was shriveled and shriveled, and he didn't know what serious illness he had before his death.
There was no one standing on the huge round gladiatorial ring in the center, but judging by the atmosphere of the scene. It seems that it will not be long before the real competition will begin, so that the audience here has an impatient expression.
"Xiaoqin, where does Sister Zhuge breath come from?"
Xiaoqin pointed to the special auditorium directly above the opposite side, on which there seemed to be some high-ranking ghosts with strange and distorted white masks on their faces.
"Is it inside?"
When Zhao Mu took Xiaoqin's little hand and walked around the huge gladiatorial arena room, intending to go in the direction of the second floor, Xiaoqin suddenly stopped.
"Sister Zhuge 's breath is moving."
As soon as Xiaoqin's words were finished, the lights of the entire gladiatorial arena suddenly went out. Only a white light shone on the huge round platform in the center of the arena.
"Ladies and gentlemen!"
A strangely beautiful man slowly emerged from the center of the round platform, holding a microphone in his hand. The sound reverberated throughout the arena. The aura of fear emanating from its body silenced the otherwise noisy scene.
The appearance of the man seemed to make everyone present, including the ghost wearing a white strange mask on the second floor, tremble, and they all got up from their seats and naturally fell to their knees.
"Wine-sucking lord!" The momentum was loud and deafening.
"As spectators tonight, not my courtiers, you don't have to restrain yourself with etiquette. I'm here today as a judge and a spectator, and tonight's fight will be unique in history. β
The voice of the drunken boy finished. There was an overwhelming momentum in the audience.
"The rules have changed tonight, and the 19th Championship will be cancelled tonight."
As soon as these words were spoken, the momentum of the audience gradually decreased.
"But tonight was a real championship night. The champions of the eighteen realms in history will gather here to compete for the title of King of Demons. β
As soon as this remark came out. Everyone present was dumbfounded, as if they did not dare to hear what they had imagined.
"What, I heard you right, right? The champion of each edition? When I came here one hundred and fifty years ago, it was already the eleventh edition. I've heard that when it was first built, it was very champion. β
"I didn't expect our luck tonight to be able to see this game of the century."
"Long live the wine-swallowing man!" All the spectators in the audience began to cheer.
At this time, Zhao Mu waited for Xiaoqin to hide in a corner that was not discovered, "Brother Mu, Sister Zhuge feels that Sister Zhuge is under the round platform." β
"Well, I probably know what the other party is going to do. The wine swallowing boy, the legendary big monster of Dongying, didn't expect to find me. Zhao Mu squeezed his fists.
"Now let's invite the eighteen champions of our history to appear in turn, but it took me a lot of work to get all of them here tonight."
Then ghosts with different figures, physiques, appearances, and breaths appeared on the field one after another. It's not like the real world of boxing is all muscular men.
Among the eighteen people standing here, the youngest was less than one meter three, and he was skinny. The largest fat man with a waist circumference of more than thirty meters sat in the center of the round platform, feeling that he was bigger than the other seventeen people combined. There is even an extraordinary-looking woman in a leotard among them, whose blue eyes make people dare not despise it at all.
When the audience saw this scene, their blood began to boil, and they violently shouted the name of the person they felt the most powerful in their hearts.
"Okay, okay, audience, please don't be impatient. Tonight is not a match between the eighteen of them, and in order to get everyone involved, I will give you an hour to choose one of their eighteen to challenge, and if the challenge is successful, you will be able to compete in his place for tonight's match. β
said so, but how many people dared to go up at the scene, the eighteen people on the round platform were all elites among high-level ghosts, and they were strong people who had trampled countless heads here.
"Oops, I almost forgot. Tonight's reward hasn't been told to everyone, in addition to the title of 'King of Demons' mentioned earlier, there is one more thing to give to everyone. β
Suddenly, an iron chair rose in the center of the round platform, and on the iron chair was restrained a woman with fair skin and some revealing clothes, whose crystal clear eyes were not who Zhuge Feixuan was.
"Second-level Prison Division, the main soul stone seal is unlocked, and Cheng dΓΉ 32%. Those of you who have reached the advanced ghost level should know that it is impossible for you to obtain such a supplement in the human world, and tonight's champion has this opportunity. β
"Considering that there will be new visitors every day, I would like to state the rules here. No abilities are allowed on the playing field, only punch-to-fist collisions. Once the violator is saved, I will personally judge it. β
"Now, the one-hour challenge begins."
As the words of the drunken boy ended, the huge circular ring was divided into eighteen pieces according to the size of the eighteen people.
Although there were tens of thousands of people present, none of them came to the stage to challenge at the first time. A short time passed, and a tall, skeletal challenger stepped into the ring where the shortest, scrawny man was.
"Born with skeletal skills, it really can't be counted as ability, so let's start the game."
As Jiu Swallow's right hand fell, the tall, skeletal challenger swung his fist at him. The seemingly skinny man's movements were extremely flexible, and when the opponent's fist fell, the short man had already appeared on the opponent's side, jumping lightly on his feet, and the small fist landed on the temple of the skeletonized man.
"Smack!" The whole head seemed to explode directly due to the impact of the huge force, and the whole process took only two seconds. The audience erupted in loud cheers, and the challengers who had previously sat in the audience were stunned.
"Brother Mu, you're going, right? Don't worry, I'll take care of myself. "Xiaoqin is very sensible.
"Yes."
Zhao Mu walked towards the challenge platform, and the direction was the only female champion.
"Prison Messenger?" With the appearance of Zhao Mu's figure, everyone on the field realized that an alien had mixed in, and immediately a boo sounded, and even a female ghost who was closer to Zhao Mu became extremely hideous, and opened her blood basin mouth towards Zhao Mu.
"Smack!"
The moment the neck was broken, a faint soul essence was directly pulled out by Zhao Mu with his right hand, and the corpse was thrown to the ground at will, and the whole process was smooth, making the ghosts present a little shocked.
"We don't have a rule here that it can only be a ghost, since Mr. Prison Envoy is interested in this qiΔ, please come to the stage." When the wine swallowing boy looked at Zhao Mu, there was a strange look in his eyes.
When Zhao Mu stepped into this ring, a memory began to emerge in his head.
Looking at the woman with blue pupils on the opposite side, the corners of Zhao Mu's mouth raised a smile. (To be continued......)