"Wow!"

Another mouthful of blood spurted out.

The true qi of the three acupuncture points in Ding Rui's body all dried up, and the pain was like an explosion.

However, he didn't seem to feel anything, and looked back at Qian Wanqiang, his eyes full of sarcasm.

"Hahaha!"

Then he burst out laughing again.

The laughter was crazy, echoing across the long street.

"Puppy looking for death!"

Looking at Ding Rui's arrogant appearance, Qian Wanqiang snorted coldly.

"Old dog, you can only let your mouth open! What can I do? Ding Rui said coldly. Then he stretched out his middle finger and slashed at Qian Wanqiang.

The Colosseum is not the property of any company in White Sands, and the owner behind it is unknown.

The power is very great, and I heard that where there is a city, there is a Colosseum.

The director of the Colosseum in Baisha City is called Bai Feng, and he is just an ordinary eighth-order martial cultivator. In terms of martial arts alone, it is much worse than the Qian family and the Zhuang family.

However, no one dared to offend the Colosseum, let alone break the rules here.

It's called the Colosseum, but in fact, it's not just beasts and monsters that fight, but people also fight.

There are often some martial cultivators who have offended others and join the Colosseum to accept the protection of the Colosseum.

Of course, this protection is not given to you for free. You'll need to participate in a deathmatch, and you'll be allowed to leave after 10 rounds of undying.

According to the rules of the Colosseum, the use of force is strictly forbidden anywhere here, except for competitions.

I heard that in the neighboring country of Northern Wu, there were warriors from the Linghai period, who once killed the enemies who fled here on the stone steps. Afraid of the rules of the Colosseum, he even found the monarch of Northern Wu to say yes to the Colosseum.

But three days later, his head was still hanging under the Colosseum's sign. At the same time, the heads of the three hundred and seventy-two members of the family were also by his side.

"Old dog, you wait slowly!"

Stretching out his hand to wipe his face, Ding Rui glanced at Qian Wanqiang mockingly, then picked up Han Yue again and walked up the stone steps proudly.

There are no people from the Colosseum on the stone steps!

However, Qian Wanqiang didn't dare to make any moves, so he could only stare at Ding Rui's figure slowly walking up. His eyes were blood-red.

"Wait here! Look at the results of this puppy assessment! If this puppy dares to step down the stone steps, he will be killed! ”

Seeing the arrival of several of his subordinates, Qian Wanqiang snorted coldly again.

"Yes!"

Several Qian family members hurriedly responded.

The doors of the Colosseum are wide and the inside is empty.

After entering, Ding Rui saw a wooden counter, and a middle-aged man was sitting behind the counter.

At this time, Ding Rui glanced at Han Yue in his arms again. Reaching out and probing under her nose, he found that his breath was calm, and he was relieved.

"I want to participate in a deathmatch!"

Holding her, Ding Rui walked in front of the middle-aged man and spoke.

"Blood test!"

The middle-aged man said expressionlessly, and then took out another stone plate.

This square stone plate is not unusual, there are ninety-nine eighty-one holes on it, which is the stone plate that tests the realm of martial arts.

As Ding Rui bit his index finger, the blood dripped into the middle of the stone plate.

Immediately, three holes lit up.

"The third order of the master, according to the rules, you must fight against a martial cultivator or demon beast three realms higher than yourself!" The middle-aged man said again.

"I know the rules!" Ding Rui nodded.

"That's good, let's go in and test it! If you win, you'll be eligible to participate in a deathmatch! The middle-aged man continued.

"Sir, I'd like to buy a bottle of Gathering Diffuser!" Ding Rui said as he took out a silver ticket of two hundred taels and put it on the counter.

The true qi in his body was all drained now, and he didn't dare to suck Qian Yuqi and the guard just now, so he could only use the power of medicine.

The so-called puff is not guilty, but he is guilty.

The reason why I don't dare to absorb money is mainly because I am afraid of revealing my secrets.

Killing him will only provoke the master of the Qian family. But if he is turned into ashes in front of the public, it will be a big problem. God knows what kind of warriors will be attracted. If he doesn't get it right, the martial artists of the Linghai period will be interested in him.

"Yes!"

The middle-aged man nodded, and then took out a small porcelain bottle from under the counter and handed it to Ding Rui.

Then he tugged on a rope under the counter.

With a chime, a woman with a graceful figure walked out.

"Take him to rest for half an hour first, and then participate in the assessment!"

The middle-aged man said lightly.

"Yes!"

The woman answered, glanced at Ding Rui, and then led him into a small door next to him.

After seven or eight turns, the two arrived at a quiet room.

"You rest here for half an hour first, and then I'll take you to the assessment room!" Then the woman said another word to Ding Rui.

"Thank you!"

After Ding Rui answered, he put Han Yue on a futon in the quiet room. Only then did he sit cross-legged on the ground and swallow a whole bottle of Qi Gathering Disperse into his stomach.

Then, his mind moved, and the gluttony in his mind opened up.

A ray of true qi immediately rose from his body and began to converge towards the three acupoints.

In the blink of an eye, Ding Rui's first acupuncture point was full of true qi, and the second acupoint was also seven or eight points.

"It's a pity, the amount of this gathering is a little less!"

Ding Rui shook his head, it seems that he can only rely on cultivation to recover his true qi like ordinary martial artists now.

"Brother!"

Just as Ding Rui was meditating, Han Yue's voice suddenly sounded.

"Yue'er, are you awake?"

Ding Rui hurriedly opened his eyes.

"Brother, where are we?" Han Yue threw herself into Ding Rui's arms and asked.

"The Colosseum!" Ding Rui replied.

"What?"

Han Yue exclaimed, of course she knew what the Colosseum was. Thinking about the situation just now, when he was captured by Qian Yuqi and knocked unconscious, he immediately asked, "Brother, what about Qian Yuqi?" ”

"Let me kill!"

Ding Rui said indifferently.

"I'm sorry! Brother! ”

Han Yue was extremely smart, although Ding Rui didn't say much. But I guessed the same situation, and when I said this, my eyes were red.

"It's okay, trust my brother!"

Ding Rui smiled, reached out again and patted Han Yue's head lightly.

"It's time!"

At this time, the door opened, and the woman walked in.

"Let's go! Yue'er, watch my brother go to the assessment! ”

Ding Rui took Han Yue's hand and followed the woman out of the quiet room.

This time, the woman took Ding Rui to a hall, and as soon as he entered, he heard a soft hiss.

I looked into the middle of the hall, but there was a huge iron cage there. The whole body of the iron cage is made of Jinggang, and there are many inscriptions such as insects and words engraved on the iron cage as a blessing.

In the middle of the iron cage was a big python with white spots and yellow eyes, and Ding Rui walked in with the woman. As soon as he opened his mouth and spit out, the crimson snake letter spat out and hissed.

"It's okay, it's not a monster!"

Although this lapis python looked very ferocious, Ding Rui breathed a sigh of relief. Because it's not a demon beast, for itself, it's just a matter of cutting it off.