"Martial Arts Arena, what kind of place is that?" Qin Chuan said curiously.

When it came to this martial arts arena, this Yibu Temple was like someone came to give him money, and he suddenly came to his senses.

It turned out that in this Bashui City, a battle place was built by the city lord's mansion, and this place was the martial arts arena.

Only cultivators below the fifth order are allowed to participate in the martial arts arena, and the participants are only allowed to fight with each other, and only ordinary weapons are allowed, and the winner will receive a certain amount of crystal coins. Earn some crystals for each victory, and the more games you win, the more crystals you get for each game. And when you win ten games in a row, you can live in the residence specially prepared for participants in the martial arts arena, and there are special city guards guarding the residence. And if you win 100 games in a row, you can get a heavy reward specially prepared by the City Lord's Mansion for those who win 100 games in a row.

The martial arts arena in this Bashui City has a history of several decades, and the number of people who can obtain the reward of winning a hundred consecutive victories in the City Lord's Mansion is only a handful until now. And this is not the most important thing, the important thing is that the city guards will send out invitations to those who perform well in the martial arts arena, and now there are many generals in the city guards in this Bashui City who joined the city guards through the martial arts arena back then. Nowadays, most of the participants in this Bashui City Martial Arts Arena are not only for the rewards of each victory, but also for being favored by a certain general of the city guard army and seeking a good future.

Private fights are forbidden in this Bashui City, and civilians in the city are more willing to go to the martial arts arena to watch the fights. Although a small amount of crystal coins will be charged every time you enter, there are also gambling games set up by several major gambling houses in Bashui City in the martial arts arena, which are specially opened for the victory or defeat of each game.

When it came to the gambling game in this martial arts arena, Yi Busi shook his head even more, it seemed that he had not bet less.

Qin Chuan was confused by the words of this Yibu Temple, but after ten consecutive victories, he was able to live in a residence guarded by the city guards, which was quite attractive to him.

Now that there are Zhong Linyi and his group of subordinates in this Bashui City, Qin Chuan is really not at ease, if he can live in a residence guarded by the city guards, then at least he doesn't have to worry too much about safety.

The medicine hall of Yibu Temple is in a lively area, and the city guards often come and go, but for the time being, there is no need to worry about what Zhong Lin is right. Qin Chuan entrusted Zhong Yishui, who was not yet awake, to Yibu Temple to take care of him for a while, and he wanted to go to the martial arts arena to take a look.

Yi Busi patted his chest and promised that he had collected the medical bills and would not let his patients have any problems before they were cured.

After explaining, Qin Chuan came all the way to the martial arts arena in the direction he came from Yibu Temple.

The arena is a large open-air building, surrounded by high-rise stands and stone staircase stands, which are reserved for spectators watching the fight.

In the center of the arena, there is an alloy platform about 20 steps long and wide, the platform is one zhang above the ground, and above it is the space reserved for the participants of the arena to fight.

At this time, the martial arts arena was full of people, and it should be that there was a fierce battle on the battle platform.

The periphery of the martial arts arena was guarded by city guards to maintain order, and Qin Chuan was able to enter the stone staircase stands in the martial arts arena after paying the fee of two crystal coins.

There are many people who come to the martial arts arena to watch the battle, there are many cultivators, and there are also many civilians in Bashui City, and the battle here has almost become an important entertainment project in Bashui City. The cost of access to the stone staircase stands is two crystals, while the high-rise stands with a better view cost five crystals. Looking at the crowds of people in this martial arts arena, Qin Chuan only felt that the Bashui City City Lord's Mansion should not be ordinarily wealthy.

On the battle platform, a sturdy cultivator was wielding a heavy sword and chasing after his opponent, a nimble thin cultivator, who used his body technique to dodge the heavy sword that was instantly injured at the touch.

In the martial arts arena, there are also special cultivators to explain the battle. At this moment, the battle commentators in the arena were passionately explaining the battle on the battlefield.

Some gamblers who bet on heavy sword cultivators in this casino were so anxious that their faces were red, and they couldn't wait to rush up and press the thin cultivator on the battle platform there, so that the heavy sword could be accurately slashed.

And the gambler who bet on the thin cultivator clenched his fists, and his heart was raised to his throat. Every time the thin man cultivator narrowly avoided the edge of the heavy sword, their group of gamblers would breathe a sigh of relief for him and for themselves.

In addition to those spectators who were purely watching the excitement, there were also some cultivators with the status of spectators, who came to observe the battle and improve their combat ability.

Qin Chuan watched the battle on the battle platform, and after a moment, he felt that this heavy sword cultivator was about to lose. Perhaps most of the audience in this martial arts arena didn't think that the thin cultivator who had always been at a disadvantage would turn defeat into victory, but in Qin Chuan's vision, although this thin cultivator was dangerous and dangerous every time, his pace had always been steady, and there was no sign of panic, indicating that he had been waiting for an opportunity to fight back.

On the other hand, the cultivator who held the heavy sword and looked like a terrifying attack power, every attack was able to shock the alloy battle platform, but such an attack also consumed a lot of physical strength, and every time the heavy sword was in vain, this cultivator did not change his tactics, I am afraid that he would not be far from being defeated by exhausting his physical strength.

Sure enough, half a quarter of an hour later, the heavy sword cultivator was careless, and the heavy sword in his hand was raised a little slower, so that the thin man cultivator seized the opportunity, jumped over and stabbed the heavy sword cultivator's wrist, making him no longer have the strength to pick up the heavy sword, and finally had to retreat in defeat.

After the end of this battle, there were quickly personnel in the arena to clear the battle platform. After a while, another battle took place on it.

Qin Chuan, who has experienced a fight in the basement, still has some intimacy with this kind of one-on-one fighting. No longer hesitated, Qin Chuan went to the place where the participants of the martial arts arena had signed up, he wanted to enter such a battle and win ten victories, so that he could have a place to live without worrying about Zhong Linyi as soon as possible.

"Mr. Qin Chuan, this is your serial number card, this batch of battles with your serial number will start in two hours, and then you can play according to the serial number. The sweet-looking martial arts arena service lady handed the black metal card in her hand to Qin Chuan, and at the same time introduced the rules of battle to Qin Chuan at a standard speaking speed.

After Qin Chuan received the serial number plate, he meditated in the special waiting area to adjust his state. Although the previous battle at the city gate had consumed a lot of Qin Chuan's vitality, he had recovered as early as when he was in the medicine hall, and now in order to meet the next battle, he needed to adjust his state to the best state possible.

This is a habit left over the years in the Death Base, every battle, no matter how big or small it is, Qin Chuan will take it seriously, and before the battle, whenever he has time, he will adjust his own state to the best as possible.

Two hours later, Qin Chuan's group of participants began to play from the first serial number plate, and two people went up each time. The winner can choose to continue the fight, take a break and go up, or simply take the reward and leave.

Qin Chuan's serial number was No. 7, and about half an hour later, the battle of the six people in front of him had ended, and they all chose to retreat and rest after winning a game.

The opponent Qin Chuan needed to face in the first battle was the serial number behind him, No. 8.

Qin Chuan casually picked up the two short swords among the weapons provided by the martial arts arena and boarded the alloy battle platform in the voice of the battle commentator.

The platform is one foot above the ground, and in addition to defeating the opponent in battle, the opponent can also be directly defeated by letting the opponent fall out of the platform. The surface of the alloy battle platform is not as smooth as imagined, and it is not easy to relay on the feet. On the contrary, it is a little rough, and in some places there are even depressions of different sizes and shades, which are left by the battle.

Qin Chuan had just started to participate in the battle in the martial arts arena, and the same batch of people as him were all new participants, and the one with the serial number of No. 8 walked to the battle platform under Qin Chuan's gaze.

Qin Chuan's opponent, the one with the serial number of eight, was a middle-aged man, a third-order cultivator. He obviously looked down on his opponent Qin Chuan, and felt that it was completely easy to win against a young man who was not very strong.

When both sides are on the battlefield, it represents the beginning of the battle.

This middle-aged man carried a long sword, walked to Qin Chuan a few steps, looked at Qin Chuan condescendingly with the rest of his eyes, and said with a sneer: "Which kid sneaked out, I don't know if there is no one to avenge you if you die on this battlefield, I advise you to take the initiative to admit defeat and jump off the battlefield, so that I can still let go of the ...... uncle"

Before the middle-aged man finished speaking, Qin Chuan, who seemed to be calm, suddenly burst out, quickly took two steps, and then raised a foot and kicked on the middle-aged man's chest with the sound of whirring wind.

"You~ah......"

Qin Chuan's physical strength had already far surpassed that of cultivators of the same level, otherwise it would not have been possible to crash into Zhong Linyi's subordinates while they were outside the city gate.

This middle-aged man was far worse than Zhong Linyi's subordinates, and when he was hit by the power of the instant burst of power from the muscles on Qin Chuan's legs, he only felt that his heart was suddenly beaten, and then he felt like he was in the air.

The middle-aged man was kicked in the air by Qin Chuan in a miserable scream, and then Qin Chuan's kick turned around before he could retract it, and he kicked it horizontally at the middle-aged man who had just left the battle platform.

The middle-aged man who was suddenly attacked by Qin Chuan had not yet started to attack, and was sent out of the edge of the battle platform by Qin Chuan with two consecutive kicks. He originally wanted to persuade Qin Chuan to take the initiative to withdraw, but who would have thought that Qin Chuan would do it directly, but the thunder caught him off guard, so that he was sent out of the battle platform before he even had time to make any defense.

The battle commentator was speechless, he had just figured out how to explain the battle, but before he could say anything, the battle was over.

It's over!

The audience sighed for a while, obviously they despised the middle-aged man very much, and he was sent off the stage with one move.

At the end of this battle, Qin Chuan withdrew from the battle platform, but stood in place and waited quietly.

According to the rules of the martial arts arena, if someone in a batch of participants wants to continue after winning a game, they just need to not leave the battle platform, and the following serial numbers will come up one after another until that person defeats all the remaining people in the same batch, or defeats the battle platform.

"Huh, he didn't leave the battle platform!Does our victor want to continue the next battle as the champion?!" The battle commentator suddenly noticed Qin Chuan who was staying on the battle platform, and explained with a PA device that could make his voice heard by the entire martial arts arena.

The mood of this battle commentator was also a little excited, usually few people would choose to fight in a row, and every time such a situation occurred, it could mobilize the atmosphere of the entire martial arts arena to boil.