"Yi Lin Shuai is not this kind of person! No matter what it is for, it is impossible to take so many red scorpions as sacrifices!"

Wei Potian's expression was solemn, and the slickness of his usual days was swept away, looking at Qianye's excited and resolute expression, he just patted him on the shoulder and did not continue to speak.

Qianye's heart was at a loss, and there was confusion that even he didn't want to face it. In his memory, Lin Xitang is by no means the kind of person who will betray his subordinates for a little profit, if he can really be so ruthless, he will not be dragged into the mud of the rebellion in Western Xinjiang.

Qianye couldn't believe that man would do such a thing! It was Lin Xitang who took him out of the garbage dump, and Qianye got not only a new life, but also a goal in life. Qianye's hard work and hard work are all in order to one day be able to stand in front of that man and let him know that he has lived up to his expectations.

Even in the hardest days after being tainted by the blood of darkness, Chiya still grasped every faint glimmer of hope to live, because the life that man had given him was too important to give up easily. But if, if Wei Potian's guess had the slightest possibility, then all his past perseverance and struggles would become meaningless!

Wei Potian stretched out his hand to hold Qianye's arm and tightened it, "Xiaoye, forget about those things, you can't go back!"

Qianye didn't expect the rough and straightforward Wei Potian to say this, and couldn't help but be stunned. His mind was now confused and sluggish, and after a while he asked, "I'm the only survivor of that battle, right?"

"In fact, in the eyes of the Empire, you would have died long ago. ”

This night, Qianye couldn't sleep at all, and he simply got up to cultivate, and became proficient in the state of golden blood qi running independently in his body. Since Mr. Wen thinks that the abnormal performance of his body comes from Dawn Qiming, then make good use of this misunderstanding.

Early the next morning, the fighting ring was held in the martial arts arena on the mountain behind the Weiguo Palace. The huge arena is divided into dozens of fields, and the competition can be played at the same time.

Hundreds of people signed up for the competition, and the vast majority of them were children of the scholar clan. The first three rounds are a knockout and wheel mode, which is played in a single day, which means that each qualifier has to beat several opponents. A child of a family like Kiki will not go into battle until the fourth round tomorrow. Zhao Junhong and Song Zining will enter the game in the fifth round, and they can choose their opponents for that match.

Different from the actual hunting ground where the family team is mainly formed, the fighting competition is the stage where the children of the warrior clan can really get ahead. Not to mention anything else, the highest reward in the fighting match is a level 5 tailor-made version of the Force gun, which is probably the strongest weapon a warrior family can get!

With the addition of the word tailor-made, it's not just limited to the level of the Force gun. In the hands of some people with special talents, a level 5 gun that can give full play to its natural ability may be more powerful than an ordinary level 6 Force gun.

Zhao Junhong's iconic Silver Wing Fantasy is a customized version of the fifth-level gun. As one of the four sons of the new generation of the Zhao family, he also uses a level 5 custom gun, which shows how attractive the prize of the fighting competition is.

In addition to those rich rewards, this is also the ladder for the children of the scholar clan to ascend to the sky. Wei Guogong and his dignitaries will be present to watch the battle, which can be a more intuitive display of personal strength and talent than the actual battle in the hunting ground, and the outstanding contestants will be eagerly recruited by the family without exception. Therefore, every disciple of the scholar clan attaches great importance to this competition and does his best.

As soon as Qianye arrived at the arena, he felt the atmosphere of high fighting spirit. On the side of the martial arts arena, the contestants lined up in a long line and were receiving numbered tickets. The first three rounds are entirely determined by drawing lots, and perhaps two powerful warriors will be separated in the first round, which happens every year in the spring hunt.

Wei Guogong would not have taken any steps to avoid such a situation, and in the imperial concept, luck is also part of strength. If you have the heart of a strong man who wants to reach the top, then you must have the courage to crush all opponents in the future.

Qianye lined up in the line, slowly moved forward, and then received a number plate of his own: number 163.

A huge virtual light curtain rises on one side of the arena, on which all the arenas are displayed. Immediately, pairs of numbers began to appear in the arena, and this was the battle table that was about to begin.

Chiya found her number on it, and walked to the Twenty Arena.

A bald man stood in front of Qianye. He had a thick beard, a pair of strange blue-gray eyes, and a burly body that was almost two or three circles larger than Chiya's, and one arm alone was thicker than Chiya's thighs.

The big man showed a malicious smile, looked Qianye up and down, and said, "Boy who plays with guns, I know you." I heard that you used an eagle strike to cripple Zhao Ergongzi's team? This is really amazing, but this is the ring, we have to use our fists to solve the battle, you can't use your gun. ”

The big man moved his hands, his joints crackling continuously, and then began to run around the thousand nights in small steps, saying as he went, "I've always hated snipers, very, very much hate! They just need to have the strength to move their fingers, so they're all like lean monkeys, or like! yes, you're like you!"

Qianye's eyes were lowered, and her legs were slightly spread and shoulder-level, which was the most basic standing posture in military martial arts. He didn't move, as if he hadn't heard what the big man was saying.

"Boy, I'll smash your pretty face with one punch when the game starts!

Qianye still stood quietly, like a statue.

At this time, a low and desolate horn sounded over the arena, which was the sign of the beginning of the fighting match.

Qianye's eyes suddenly opened, and the momentum around his body suddenly rose, and the higher he raised, the more he raised it, and in the blink of an eye, it was surging like a raging tide!

The bald man had already made an oblique lunge and was about to throw a punch, but at this moment he seemed to be suddenly stunned, his mouth opened wide, and his hand was stagnant!

The battle-experienced man suddenly came back to his senses, realizing that he was actually intimidated by his opponent's momentum! He let out a strange scream, his fist speed increased, and he smashed down on the head of Qianye!

However, the Han had lost the opportunity, and this punch was a hasty shot to break through the momentum of a thousand nights, more than strong, and not enough change. He saw that Qianye's martial arts were fighting techniques in the army, and he was ready to be attacked by the gap, and he also thought about the next change of attack moves.

However, Qianye exhaled and made a sound, and the luck punched out, and it was actually the same punch, and he punched the big man firmly!

Dahan's face suddenly looked like a kaleidoscope, and countless expressions appeared at the same time in an instant, and he couldn't tell whether he was shocked or frightened or worried. His arms suddenly clicked and twisted.

The result of the fist was that the big man's arm was directly abolished!

Qianye flew up with a kick and kicked heavily on the big man's stomach! This kick kicked the big man into the air, but it was weirdly stuck to the Thousand Nights military boots, and it didn't fly out of the fighting arena in an instant.

Those who know how to do it immediately knew that Qianye's leg strength was too strong, and it was a sudden attack, leaving no room for the opponent to retreat with strength, so he could only bear the strength of this kick firmly.

Qianye retracted his legs, and the big man froze in the air for a moment, and then he fell to the ground with a thud, his face hit the ground, and there was a muffled sound, and more than ten teeth were scattered in the blood on the ground.

"I'm sorry, you're a little slow to admit defeat, so I couldn't stop it. Qianye said lightly.

The big man could only let out a ho-ho cry of pain. After the start of the war, he was almost instantly defeated by the Thousand Nights with a devastating force, where is there room to speak?

Two guards of Wei Guogong's private army came over and carried the bald man down.

Qianye looked at the fighting arena left and right in front and back, mostly when the fierce battle was in full swing.

Most of the children of the warrior clan who dared to participate in this kind of wheel battle were of good strength, so there were quite a lot of battles that were evenly matched. Blood began to appear in many fighting rings, and even two lives were lost. In contrast, the bald man who fell under Qianye's hand was injured quite lightly, but the loss was too ugly, and it is estimated that he will be ridiculed for a long time when he comes out to walk in the future.

Qianye slowly walked to the side of the fighting arena, and was looking for a place to rest, when a few applause suddenly came from the side, and someone praised: "Good fight!"

He looked up and saw Zhao Junhong standing on the sidelines, and he didn't know how long Lu Dao had been here.

Qianye smiled slightly and said, "Xie Lu Xie Zhao Er Gongzi praises." ”

Zhao Junhong didn't seem to hear the slight ridicule in Qianye's words, and said: "This is a little interesting, so as not to even see my face." I'll be waiting for you in the final battle, and if you can win, then my prize in the spring hunt will be yours. ”

Qianye smiled again, this time with a little more sincerity, "Then thank you for the generosity of the second son of Zhao first." ”

Zhao Junhong said lightly: "Let's talk about it when you have the ability to see me." ”

Groups of fighters keep walking onto the ring, then winning or losing, and then leaving the ring. Some people have been turned into corpses forever in the fighting arena, and every narrow staircase on the ladder is no more merciful than the bloody fighting in the Black Stream City of the Eternal Night Continent.

Finally, the first round of fighting is over, and Qianye ushered in a second opponent, a rather sweet and lovely looking warrior girl. She stood in front of Qianye, with a pair of beautiful eyes, as if she could speak, and kept looking at Qianye.

"You're so good-looking!" she said suddenly.

"Thank you. Qianye replied lightly.

"My name is Xie Yumiao, will you let me talk about it later?"

"Not good. ”

Qianye's cold answer made her eyes suddenly red, as if she had been greatly wronged. She stood there a little timidly, just looking down and fiddling with the corners of her clothes, looking like she didn't look like someone who had come to the fighting ring, but like a cardamom girl raised in the boudoir.

The horn sounded again, and the momentum of Qianye increased again, and in the blink of an eye, it was like a rushing sea. He arrived in front of Xie Yumiao in a few steps and hit him in the chest with a punch.

Xie Yumiao seemed to be frightened, and he didn't dodge at all, but instead straightened his chest and faced Qianye's fist. With this action, she almost squeezed all her amazingly full breasts out of her clothes, and even made the two young men of the scholar clan who were fighting on the side look bloody, and their faces were red.