"Okay, let's go to the "Summit Arena" next, and go over and register first. ”

After obtaining their own "Black Yao" crest, Master and Disciple Liyong left the Adventurers' Guild and walked along the ground paved with delicate broken stone tiles towards the "Pinnacle Arena" located in the corner of the city.

Due to the reason that he was in a hurry to sign up today, Lion did not take Changfeng to visit the unique scenery of the city, but ran directly to the "Summit Arena", in fact, there are still a lot of places to play in this city.

For example, the "Knighted Statue Museum" is made of wax with white wax, which can confirm the wax figures of 543 "knighted" adventurers in history, which not only makes the wax figures lifelike, but also records the lives of these hundreds of martyrs in detail.

When Li Yonggang came to this city, the "Fengjue Wax Museum" was one of his favorite places to go, and every time he went inside, he could feel the heavy historical precipitation.

And if you're not interested in wax figures and history, try your luck at the Royal Flea Market, where tens of thousands of goods are shipped every day.

What's even more interesting is that it is still a very famous "black goods market", which is full of fakes and black goods, and shopping here requires a very keen eye.

Of course, if you are shrewd enough, you can also buy high-priced goods at a low price, for example, there was an adventurer who bought a "mortal-level" blood holy weapon at a very low price, and this matter has been talked about for a long time.

"Yo, it's quite lively here, isn't there any good show to see?"

When Ryon and his apprentices walked to the vicinity of the "Peak Arena", there was already a crowd of people outside the huge circular building, and there were bursts of shouts, and the long wind began to stop and watch frequently.

Although he had not yet entered the magnificent "Peak Arena", Changfeng had already felt a sense of heat that was different from that on the ordinary streets.

That feeling was very close to the battle atmosphere he had been feeling so frequently lately! An incomparably hot breath came from all around, making the boy's blood suddenly boil a little!

"There...... By the way, there are four small open-air arenas around the "Pinnacle Arena", which are usually open, and anyone can go up and compete. ”

Li Yong looked at the situation over there, and immediately grinned and walked over there with a long wind.

The small open-air arena is much less spectacular than the "Summit Arena" where tens of thousands of people gather, but it is also a good place to entertain and hone yourself.

It's just that according to Lilon's memory, these small open-air arenas don't seem to have so many users and onlookers, so why are they so lively today?

Oh yes, maybe it's because of that "scramble"...... After a few moments, Rion found a convincing reason.

Because the "scramble" would begin in two days, many of the young contestants came to the four small arenas for the purpose of warming up or searching for information.

"Dare to come up with this little ability! Get out of here!"

However, just as Liyong and Changfeng squeezed through the crowd to the ring, they suddenly heard a violent voice sound on the stage, and then a black shadow pressed down towards Changfeng!

Changfeng is no longer Wuxia Ameng, although this black shadow came very suddenly, he still reacted quickly and reached out to catch it, and firmly caught this bald man who looked blue and swollen and had been beaten to the point of not being human.

When he saw this bald man, a drop of cold sweat suddenly appeared on Lion's forehead, because this was the first time he had seen this benevolent brother today.

At this moment, there was a loud uproar from the crowd around them, and it seemed that they were very dissatisfied with the defeat of the bald man.

"You...... Are you okay, do you need help?" But at this time, Changfeng completely ignored the shouts around him, and instead helped the bald man to his feet.

I don't know if it was because he was stunned or because he was originally hard-headed, the bald man actually forcibly let go of Changfeng at this time and helped himself to stand up, and then said: "Thank you...... I can walk on my own. ”

"Hey, stupid big guy!" Just as the bald man stood up tremblingly, a rather insolent-sounding voice sounded from the ring on the side again, and attracted Changfeng's attention.

Changfeng finally had time to look into the ring, and on top of the one-person ring, there was a young man with a dark complexion.

His unusually muscular upper body was naked, his lower body was dressed like an animal's skin skirt, his arms were long and thick, and his skirt belt around his waist was filled with six or seven weapons of different shapes!

This dress ...... It's a desert adventurer in the area of the "Ancient Capital of Saro". The moment he saw this young man, Liyong, who had been traveling from south to north for many years, knew where he came from.

Compared to the adventurers in several other places, the adventurers of the "Western Regions" and "Northern Regions" are obviously more rugged, more short-tempered, and more lethal.

Of course, this is also related to the characteristics of these two places, the "Western Regions" is close to the "Grull Desert", the wind and sun are blowing every day, and there are many strange beasts and demons around, so the people living here are more or less fierce.

"Didn't you look very powerful when you came on stage just now?" the young man walked to the edge of the ring and said condescendingly to the bald man beside Changfeng.

"You!ahem...... Ahem!" The bald man wanted to say something, but the smell of blood in his throat made him cough violently.

Waste is waste, and the level of the Southern Regions is no more than that. After seeing this scene, the expression on the young man's face became even more pleasant.

So he continued: "What? If you can't do it, how about letting your little henchman come up and avenge you? Or how about if he wins if he can last ten breaths in the ring?" hahahahahaha!"

Because he had just won six matches in a row, the young man named Rahman was now in a state of extreme excitement, so he said such a thing without thinking.

What kind of little follower?

After hearing this, Changfeng didn't know what he was talking about at first, but when he found that the eyes of the surrounding audience were focused on him, he realized that Rahman was talking about the little follower...... It turned out to be yourself?

"What are you doing in a daze?"

"That is, if your companion is beaten, you don't have to help him avenge him?"

"But you see that this guy is young, he is probably still a rookie who has just debuted, and it's normal not to dare to go up, hahaha. ”

"Wait! I'm not ......" When he noticed that the atmosphere around him was starting to get strange, and many people were already trying to push himself on stage, Changfeng immediately waved his hand to say something, but found that no one wanted to listen to him at all.

Mr. Liyong!...... What the hell is you!

At this time, Changfeng instinctively wanted to find the "big tree" that he could rely on, but when he turned around, he found that the big tree had been uprooted and disappeared behind him......

"Lyon, you are really a great teacher, and you have taken great pains to grow your apprentices. ”

At the same time, on a large tree around this small open-air arena, Riyong had already sat on the trunk of the tree at some point, and while looking at the beloved disciples in the crowd who didn't know what to do, he shamelessly began to praise himself.

That's right, just when Changfeng was about to be driven to the shelves, Liyong, as his teacher, slipped away without saying a word, and slipped away very quickly, almost wanting people to want to yell at him: "Why are you so skilled!"

At this moment, Changfeng only felt that his mind was in a mess, the noise around him made him feel very irritated, and the contemptuous gaze of the young man in the ring also made him feel very uncomfortable.

"Little ...... Little brother, you better go first, it's none of your business. Just when Changfeng didn't know what to do, the bald man took the initiative to stand up.

While holding his scarred body, he stubbornly stood in front of Changfeng's body, taking all the piercing glances and constant scolding around him.

"Cut, seed. After seeing that the bald man dared to stand up, Rahman in the ring suddenly let out a burst of ridicule, and with a "bah", he spit on the bald man's greasy bald head......

"Let's go, let's go. After being spat on, the bald man's face suddenly turned red like a tomato, but he still took a deep breath and pushed the long wind to try to make this kind young man leave first......

The situation is stronger than people, although the bald man is not strong, but he is more or less an adventurer who has been in the mix for many years, he knows that his skills are not as good as others at the moment, and he can only knock out his teeth and swallow blood when he is beaten and scolded.

But in Dahan's view, no matter how he is, it's just his own business, and there is no need to involve irrelevant passers-by......

Looking at the scarred figure of this bald man, but still holding on to push himself away, a certain thread in Changfeng's mind seemed to be broken suddenly.

In an instant, his body moved involuntarily, and after taking a deep breath, he suddenly jumped to his feet, flying like a big bird and jumping into the one-man high ring.

"Stop, did I say you can go?" Just as the young man named Rahman had just turned around and was about to step out of the ring to rest for a while, something from behind him.