Lu Qiming touched his chin, pondered for a long time, and said solemnly: "Then when will she arrive? ”

The shopkeeper couldn't help but be a little dumbfounded, silently guessing how much his young lady had done to harm others......

Lu Ziqi saw that the shopkeeper was serious, smiled, and said, "What do you think, my brother is joking!" Outsiders have mixed opinions about Lin Youzhi's temperament, but she knows very well - Lu Qiming and Lin Youzhi are actually very good friends, and saying that "scourge" is just a joke.

Lu Qiming thought about the woman who was a little too smart, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but have a hint of a smile - I haven't seen her for a long time, and I don't know what new things she has come up with during this time...... This time she also came very coincidentally, and he was looking for her for something. Thinking of this, Lu Qiming tapped the table twice with his fingers and asked the shopkeeper, "Have you decided the time and name of this auction?"

"The time is next month," replied the shopkeeper, "and most of the names have been decided, you see, whether I will show it to you now, or ......"

Lu Qiming looked at Lu Ziqi, who was blinking innocently opposite, shook his head and smiled, got up and said, "No need, just send me a copy of the list when the time comes." ”

The shopkeeper hurriedly should be.

Lu Ziqi hurriedly drank all the tea in the cup, and stood up suddenly, indicating that he was ready.

Lu Qiming couldn't help but smile: "Let's go, where to go next?"

While speaking, Lu Ziqi had already run out of the room and looked around. Hearing Lu Qiming's inquiry, she pointed in one direction and said, "Brother, let's go there - a lot of people are going there, there must be something interesting!"

......

Golden Valley Arena.

From a distance, it looks similar to the rows of shops in Yupan Lane, but when you get closer, you will find that the entire street is actually a building. The plaque alone is one story high, with a deficit on a black background, and there is a golden atmosphere in the face. The plaque is engraved with a branch of gold-threaded rice, which represents the industry of the Jingu Trading Company.

"From the Jingu Trading House?" Lu Ziqi was surprised and said, "They even have a fighting field?" "Jingu is a trading house born and raised in Guangyang City, and she only knows that they started as a rice shop.

"In recent years, Jingu has really developed well. Lu Qiming nodded, "The boss is a capable person, but there are also reasons for Fu Yingrui's strong support." "Fu Yingrui is the city lord of Guangyang City, and his position is clear--he is a member of the Dasheng Dynasty.

"No wonder it's such a good position. Lu Ziqi pouted. She looked at the crowd in front of her and asked curiously, "Is the business in the arena so good?"

There were already a lot of people standing in front of the Golden Valley Arena, and many more were coming here.

A tall, lanky man who had just arrived patted a humane on the shoulder and asked, "How's it going?"

"It's the seventh game, and you've come just in time. The other replied, and the two men seemed to know each other well.

"Great!" said the tall, thin man with his fists clenched and his eyes fixed on the door, "It looks like it's almost there." ”

"What's coming?" Lu Ziqi looked confused, turned his head and asked Lu Qiming, "Brother, what are they waiting for?"

Lu Qiming looked at a person who looked like a steward walking out of the door of the arena, and said with a smile: "Don't you know right away?"

The steward waved at the four directions, and then sang loudly: "The genius swordsman has crossed the rank of ten consecutive battles! Now it has reached the most critical juncture! You can enter at half price!"

Before he finished speaking, the people who were waiting around rushed up, giving full play to the expertise of martial cultivators, paying money and entering the arena at a very fast speed, and half of them entered in the blink of an eye.

Lu Qiming and the others looked at the enthusiasm of the crowd, and they were a little dumbfounded for a while.

The steward's sharp eyes saw that the clothes of the two were obviously different from the others, and he hurriedly shouted to the two: "Two young masters, young lady, there are seats left in the VIP area! This time it is a real young genius, and we have invited it with great difficulty, and we will definitely not disappoint the two!"

"'A real young genius'?" Lu Ziqi deliberately repeated in an accentuated tone, and sneered: "Brother, look, you actually said this in front of the two of us!" She raised her little face, pulled Lu Qiming's arm and said, "Brother, let's go and see what kind of 'genius' looks like, okay?" And I haven't entered the arena yet!"

Lu Qiming thought about the word "swordsman" and had some guesses in his heart. He smiled and nodded, and said, "Let's go, go and see." ”

......

The inside of the arena is larger than it looks from the outside. In the middle is a boxy field, and beyond the field are tiers of seating that are too numerous to count. And these seats are almost all filled at this time!

Lu Qiming and the two of them sat down in the middle of the slightly forward position, and at this time, the eighth battle of the Ten Consecutive Battles had already begun for a long time.

Lu Ziqi adjusted a comfortable position and leaned on the soft chair, took a leisurely sip of tea, and then turned his gaze to the two figures fighting on the field. However, the next moment, her gaze froze, and she stared at the young man holding the heavy sword in shock, her face a little pale. She looked away in some panic and said in disbelief: "How can this be...... Lots of blood......"

Lu Qiming looked at the tired but sharp-eyed black-clothed young man in the arena, and sighed in his heart. Sure enough, it was him-Gu Zhiyang.

Ten consecutive battles of the next level, naturally it is not as harsh as the real "field of crossing", but three low-level battles and four flat-level battles, and from the eighth game to start the cross-level battle, there is a cup of tea in the middle of each time to breathe.

But even so, the first seven games were also real; there were no weak people among the people fighting in the arena, and although Gu Zhiyang won seven consecutive games, how could he not pay the price? It is said that the black clothes do not see blood, it is also for ordinary people; not to mention Lu Qiming, even Lu Ziqi can see that his injuries are not light at all.

And this is the eighth game, and it is also the first battle of the cross-level battle, and the biggest difficulty has just begun.

Lu Ziqi looked at the two people with mottled blood on their bodies, as well as a large area of dark red on the ground, and her hands were so hard that her knuckles turned white, and her voice trembled a little: "Didn't the arena say that he was 'invited' to fight? Why is this happening...... Obviously, he was injured so badly...... "Although she didn't know Gu Zhiyang, she knew that he was very young by looking at his eyebrows, which was really ...... She didn't know how to describe it for a moment.

Lu Qiming looked at the black-clothed young man who was struggling to slash in the arena, sighed silently, and said in a low voice: "A competition like this, which has been hyped up by the arena, has to sign a contract before. Once it is not completed, not only will there be no pay, but you will have to pay a lot of money to the arena, and maybe you will have to put yourself in it. ”

Lu Ziqi watched Gu Zhiyang avoid the head-on knife extremely dangerously, and couldn't help but be startled, and said angrily: "That person is not a good person at first glance, and I don't know how to let Jean!" What she said was the person who was fighting Gu Zhiyang, a middle-aged man with thick limbs and bruised muscles on his face.

Lu Qiming glanced at the iron rings on his hands and feet, and said softly: "He should be a slave raised in the arena." If you put water......"

Lu Qiming's words were not finished, but Lu Ziqi understood what he meant-slaves can be executed by their masters. She looked at the two figures who were fighting in a daze, and listened to the excited cheers of the audience in her ears, but her heart was very cold and speechless.

Lu Qiming patted her hand and said comfortingly: "Don't worry too much, this one is about to be won." ”

Lu Ziqi nodded, she knew that her brother's prediction would not be wrong. At this time, she realized that she couldn't see the cultivation of the two people on the stage at all, and asked in surprise: "Brother, what kind of cultivation are they?" She secretly said, is she already a martial artist?

"Martial Master Fourth Order and Fifth Order. Lu Qiming replied.

Lu Ziqi couldn't help but gasp, looking at Gu Zhiyang's gaze was already different. She must admit that this young man in black can indeed be called a "genius". She suddenly remembered something, and said strangely: "A person like him, not only will no force refuse, but will vigorously cultivate, how can it be ...... Reduced to this?"

Lu Qiming thought about the information about him that he found a few days ago, and asked Lu Ziqi with a little emotion: "His name is Gu Zhiyang, have you heard of this name?"

"Gu Zhiyang......" Lu Ziqi repeated, nodded and said, "It's a little familiar." ”

"Even you have heard of it, let alone the other forces in Guangyang City?" Lu Qiming sighed slightly, but did not immediately say the reason, but said in a low voice, "Gu Zhiyang was born as an orphan, and when his talent was not revealed, he grew up with the help of his neighbors. Now that he has the strength and is gradually valued, he has never forgotten the people who helped him at that time, not only that, but he also took in many homeless orphans and orphans. ”

Lu Ziqi listened quietly, looking at the slightly cold eyebrows of the young man in the field, but he felt that he was warmer than many people. She was moved in her heart and said softly: "No wonder he has such talent and strength, he has to work so hard." ”

Lu Qi knew that she was wrong, and shook his head to correct: "He didn't join any forces. ”

Lu Ziqi's eyes widened and he looked at Lu Qiming suspiciously.

"Those forces can accept him, but they are unwilling to take care of more than twenty more 'burdens' for him. Lu Qiming sighed, "So he refused the solicitation of all forces." ”

Lu Ziqi let out a soft "ah", looking at the young man's difficult figure and was speechless for a long time. She suddenly raised her head and said firmly: "Brother, we must help him!"

Lu Qiming nodded, after he read Gu Zhiyang's information that day, he already had this meaning. Lu Qiming recalled the scene when the two met that day, and frowned: "However, with his self-esteem, I'm afraid he won't easily accept help for no reason." ”

"Whatever!" Lu Ziqi sneered, and said with his head raised: "Helping individuals is also responsible for taking care of emotions? Then we are too tired, right? Anyway, after a long time, he naturally knows that we don't want him anything!"

Lu Qiming was slightly stunned, and said, "It makes sense." "It's the most efficient solution.

Hearing that his views were agreed by Lu Qiming, Lu Ziqi couldn't help but feel a little excited. She looked into the arena, stood up, and said, "Now?"

Lu Qiming smiled, pulled her back to her seat, and said, "Wait a minute, don't you see? ”

"I ......" Lu Ziqi sat down slowly, and said stupidly: "Of course I didn't see it." ”

......

Somewhere in front of the arena, a thin black boy in short clothes was staring at Gu Zhiyang with concern, his fists clenched, and he didn't know what he was muttering.

The waitress in the arena couldn't help but be a little more suspicious when she saw his clothes, she approached the black and thin boy, raised a standard smile, and said softly: "This boy, if you forget the location of your seat, you can tell me the mark, and I will lead you there." ”

The big eyes of the black thin boy Xia Wu blinked innocently, and he said with a haha: "It's okay, it's okay, I'm just fascinated, I'll go back!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he nimbly walked around the waitress and quickly walked to the back seat.

Xia Wu's gaze quickly scanned the crowd, and suddenly froze somewhere—that was where Lu Qiming and the others were. He looked away in time before Lu Qiming realized it, and walked by at an even speed like an ordinary passerby.

This Xia Wu is the black and thin boy who met in front of the city gate and Lu Qiming's carriage. He soon came to the back of the arena seat, staring at Lu Qiming and the others with big and bright eyes without blinking, and whispered to himself angrily: "I even came to see Brother Yang's competition...... With your net worth, how can you just pay a ticket price? Since you hit my hand for the second time, hum ......"

He rolled his eyes, looked at the back of the arena - where the waiters were coming in and out, smiled, and had an idea. After a while, a thin male waiter came out of the door with a plate, except for a little loose clothes, his hair was meticulously combed, his face and hands were clean and tidy, and he had a very standard smile like the waitress on his lips, and with those big smart eyes, he was also a handsome young man—no matter who looked at it, he would never have imagined that this was the same person as the thin black boy before!

Xia Wu smiled, very satisfied with himself. Then, he walked straight to Lu Qiming and the others with a dinner plate.