Xiao Lang walked out of the room, turned around and walked towards the backyard.

Although the yard is dilapidated, it is quite spacious, especially the backyard.

The moonlight is charming, and the white moonlight illuminates the entire courtyard.

"Drink!"

Before I got to the backyard, I heard a loud shout, and what caught my eyes was an extremely shocking picture.

A huge body, holding a boulder with a diameter of one meter, was running wildly in the backyard.

This man was wearing only a pair of black shorts, his upper body was naked, and the chest, back, and arms were full of terrifying muscles like cow tendons, and he was carrying thousands of pounds of boulders on his back, running wildly in the not spacious backyard, bringing a gust of wind and dust.

Shout!

The man, who looked like a prehistoric monster, suddenly stopped and threw the boulder to the side, and when the stone was about to land, his hands quickly reached out, unloading some force, and letting the stone fall gently.

"Brother!"

The giant man turned his head, the knotted muscles on his body slowly retracted, and his immature face still had a silly and demented smile, looking at Xiao Lang and scratching his head embarrassedly.

Xiao Lang said with a smile: "The strength of the knife has risen again recently, it should have more than sixty tiger strengths!"

"It's the power of the Seventy Tigers, but... It's a lot worse than my brother!" Knife was a little embarrassed, and his smile became even more innocent.

"That's right, high-level warriors, strive to break through the battle general realm at this year's Divine Soul Festival!"

Xiao Lang's eyebrows and eyes were full of smiles, the Divine Soul Continent was clearly graded, and each realm was divided into primary, middle, and high-level. For example, in the third-level battle master realm, with the power of ten tigers to one hundred tigers, ten to thirty tigers is the first level, the power of forty to seventy tigers is the intermediate level, and the power of seventy to ninety-nine tigers is a high-level war master.

The power of a few tigers in this world, of course, does not mean that the strength of a martial artist can be greater than that of several tigers, it is just a concept.

According to Xiao Lang's own calculations, the power of a tiger here is almost a hundred catties of the earth. The knife has the power of more than seventy tigers, in other words, it has the strength of more than seven thousand catties, and it is of course easy to run wildly carrying a boulder of thousands of catties.

"Hey, hey!"

Xiaodao just smirked and didn't speak, Xiao Lang nodded and explained: "I'm out, you protect your aunt!"

"Whoever wants to hurt my aunt must step on the corpse of a small knife!"

Knife stopped giggling and said seriously. Then he smirked and grinned, "Brother, you go to the Colosseum again!"

Xiao Lang bowed his head lightly, whistled, a thin little donkey, running happily, Xiao Lang turned over and sat up, out of the courtyard, and the donkey ran in the direction of Yaowang City.

......

Xiao Lang did not enter the Medicine King City, but went to a mountain villa in the northwest of the city.

Smoke and Rain Villa!

The Medicine King City is not big, but it is famous in the War Dynasty, because there is medicine here, and there is also the Mu Ding Medicine King, one of the two major medicine kings of the War Dynasty.

There are medicine kings in the city of Yaowang, there are countless medicines, all the cities are extremely prosperous, there are a lot of rich and rich people, and the nightlife here is obviously extremely rich.

Yanyu Villa is the top pleasure hunting place in Yaowang City, there is no one!

There are only three fields in the Smoke and Rain Villa, the Flower Pavilion, Happy Valley, and the Colosseum.

There are the most lovely girls in the Medicine King City in the Mercy Flower Pavilion, which can meet the needs of the lower body of all men who want to steal fish. Happy Valley is a paradise for noblewomen, where empty and lonely noblewomen can find the feeling of first love and fill the emptiness of their hearts and bodies.

As a son of a poor family, Xiao Lang obviously has no extra money to have fun, and his ordinary appearance cannot win the favor of the ladies.

His purpose was the Colosseum, and he was a gladiator inside the Colosseum.

The Colosseum, as the name suggests, is the land of the Colosseum. It is a beast that fights, it is a terrifying beast, and of course it is a human being who fights with them! It is incomparably bloody and incomparably violent, which can make rich uncles and ladies satisfy their search for excitement and the feeling of trembling at a certain moment.

Xiao Lang did not enter the Yanyu Villa directly, but stopped in a forest outside, patted the donkey's buttocks, and the donkey quietly walked towards the woods. He took out a black trench coat from the package, covered most of his face with a hat, and walked slowly into the villa, without looking at the Flower Pavilion and Happy Valley, and walked directly towards the Colosseum on the far left.

The Colosseum is extremely lively, and the Divine Soul Continent is still martial, even those who don't practice martial arts like to watch this bloody and violent thing. Moreover, the Colosseum is also the largest gambling house in the City of Medicine King, there is no shortage of rich people in the city, and of course there is no shortage of gamblers here.

At this moment, in the Colosseum, scenes that are inappropriate for children have already begun to be staged. A fighter is fighting to the death with an iron-headed wolf, and the fighting beasts here are fought with their bare hands. The fighter was covered in blood, and there were marks of wolf claws scratching his back and chest. The second-level mysterious beast was also uncomfortable, one foot was already lame, several bones on its body were also broken, its eyes were full of fierce light, and it kept whimpering and howling.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

"Kill the Iron-headed Wolf!"

"The iron-headed wolf tore this wretched warrior!"

There was a noisy roar in the Colosseum, and countless gamblers who had placed heavy bets shouted as hard as they could. For them, it doesn't matter whether a man or a wolf in the iron cage in the center of the Colosseum lives or dies, what matters is whether they can win and whether they have a good time.

"Boil!"

The iron-headed wolf howled again, and his head, which was covered in blood, suddenly grew a little, and his body turned into an afterimage, and he leaped high like a sharp arrow, and rushed towards the fighter. This time, instead of opening its large mouth full of cyan fangs, it slammed its head into the fighter with its abruptly doubled head.

The fighter was caught off guard and wanted to dodge to the side, but because of excessive blood loss, he was a beat slower and was knocked out. The iron-headed wolf took advantage of the situation to pounce, and the cyan fangs slid across the fighter's neck, and the fighter screamed, his limbs twitched, and he died directly.

"Wow!"

The Colosseum was in an uproar, scolding, some people shouted excitedly, some people scolded because they lost money, and more people provoked the madness hidden in the blood because of the bloody scene in the cage.

Abrupt!

The uproar in the field quietly weakened, countless people turned around, and finally the field was very eerily quiet. Everyone's eyes converged on a woman who was brought in by the steward Scar in the Colosseum gate.

The venue was originally very lively, but because a woman was silent, this woman must be extraordinary. In fact, this woman is indeed very famous in Medicine King City, very famous!

"Why did the Lang Widow come to the Colosseum?

"Tsk, the Lang widow is really a peerless stunner, look at that face, that chest, that waist, that ass, if this woman plays with me all night, it's worth dying!"

"Shh, you want to die, Widow Lang is the second lady of the Liu family, be careful that there are people from the Liu family nearby!"

In the midst of countless pairs of greedy, contemptuous, or envious eyes, the woman who was called the widow of the waves, under the leadership of the Colosseum steward Scar, and a noble lady behind her directly entered the top Accord on the second floor!

In fact, the noble lady behind the Lang Widow is also quite good, but obviously the men in the Colosseum automatically ignore her existence, which shows how lethal the Lang Widow is to men...

As the most famous woman in the Medicine King City, Widow Lang seems to have become accustomed to the special gaze that everyone looks at her. She walked into the Accord leisurely, waved her hand to let the Colosseum steward Scar go down, took a sip of the tea on the table, and then asked the lady next to her, "Mrs. Qin, are you sure that fighter is very interesting?"

The noble lady who was called Mrs. Qin looked at the face in front of her that made countless men in Medicine King City salivate, and sighed secretly, God was really good to her. It's so good that it can make men crazy, and women are envious and jealous.

Mrs. Qin smiled mysteriously: "This fighter will definitely satisfy you, I've been thinking about it for a long time, but unfortunately I can't get it." Madame Ya, if you eat the meat, remember to give me a drink of soup in the future!"

"Huh, you can't even get it?"

Lang Widow Mrs. Ya frowned a little strangely, she knew very well that this Mrs. Qin's family was also in the middle of the Medicine King City, and her appearance was not bad, and it was not easy to seduce a man to play?

A hint of flattery flashed in Mrs. Qin's eyes, and she whetted Mrs. Ya's appetite for a moment, and then she said slowly: "He is the most attractive man I have ever seen, and there is no one." Pity... He is a person that the Eighth Master values! I dare not move!"

"Eighth Master?"

The corners of Mrs. Ya's mouth curved an arc, and her beautiful face was even more charming. As the second lady of the Liu family of the three major families in Medicine King City, he naturally did not have too much scruples about the eighth master, the owner of this Yanyu Mountain Villa.

She is a little curious about the man that Mrs. Qin said, which can make Mrs. Qin, a slut who has run countless horses, interesting to Mrs. Qin, and make the eighth master value, or a lowly fighter, what kind of man will he be?

The answer was soon revealed!

Under Madame Qin's reminder, Madame Ya retracted her thoughts and set her eyes on the beast fighting ring below.

There are cages in the ring, and two passages are connected on either side of the cage. At this moment, a man walked in the passage on the left, to be precise, a teenager, a young man with a surprisingly flat face.

"Is that the boy?"

Mrs. Ya asked Mrs. Qin next to her a little strangely, but she saw that Mrs. Qin's eyes were full of flattery, and her eyes were staring at the young man who came over, but she didn't reply to her words. Mrs. Ya curled her brows slightly, and looked at the young man more curiously.

Xiao Lang didn't know that he was being stared at by the most famous woman in Medicine King City, Mrs. Ya, and he calmly walked towards the cage in the center of the Colosseum, which was stained with I don't know how much blood.

He walked with ease, like a life-and-death struggle in the Colosseum, for him, it was just a simple experience.

There was silence in the field, and countless eyes converged on him, some were hot, some were appreciative, and there were countless ladies and ladies who couldn't hide their love in their eyes.

He is the king of the beasts here, an ace fighter who has been in the Colosseum for half a year, has fought dozens of battles in a row, and has never been defeated!

"In the next game, the ace fighter lone wolf will fight against the third-level Xuan Beast Earth Splitting Tiger!"

With the applause of the Colosseum host, the venue instantly became lively, and countless people shouted the name of "lone wolf". Countless gamblers have placed bets, although the odds are pitiful, but they are all on Xiao Lang. Because they believe that although the opponent this time is a third-level high-level mysterious beast, but... But he won't lose!

"It's kind of interesting!"

Seeing such a situation in the field, Mrs. Ya's eyes showed a hint of playfulness, but in the next second, this hint of playfulness turned into a strong interest.

Because Xiao Lang glanced at this Accord abruptly, the black and white eyes glanced at Mrs. Ya, and her delicate body trembled!

She saw in these eyes wildness, arrogance, and unruliness.

This is a wild horse, and the most famous slut in Medicine King City, Mrs. Ya, likes to conquer wild horses the most!

Xiao Lang didn't stay on Mrs. Jing for too long, walked straight into the cage, and then began to undress in an extremely strange way.

Mrs. Ya's beautiful eyes shrank suddenly, and she inhaled slightly, and she saw the most beautiful and thrilling pattern she had ever seen in her life.

A back full of criss-crossing scars.

The Divine Soul Continent is good at martial arts, and the scar is a man's medal, but the boy in front of him is obviously only sixteen or seventeen years old, but there are countless medals on his body. The broad and sturdy back, the knotted muscles, are covered with countless scars of different depths and lengths, like a mysterious totem, deeply fascinating Mrs. Jing.

How can he still live until now?

This was Madame Ya's first thought, and it was hard to imagine that a person could survive so many, so badly injured. She was inexplicably a little distressed, how did this teenager spend his childhood?

"Boil!"

In the other passage, the roar of a huge Earth-Splitting Tiger that was brought in by a powerful warrior once again pulled Mrs. Ya's thoughts back.

Rank 3 Mysterious Beast Earth Splitting Tiger!

Can this young man handle it? Although Mrs. Ya also cultivates martial arts, her realm is not high, but as the second lady of the Liu family, her vision is extremely high. She knew very well that this third-level Earth Splitting Tiger was a third-level high-level mysterious beast, and even an ordinary fourth-level battle general would be troublesome to deal with. This young man is only sixteen or seventeen years old, since he is a fighter, he will definitely not be a family martial artist, no matter how rebellious the qualifications of a cold martial artist are, it is already commendable to have the strength of a beginner warrior at this age!

A beginner-level warlord will definitely die against a third-level high-level mysterious beast!

Mrs. Ya had the urge to shout to the steward Scar Ye to stop fighting the beast, but in the end, she endured it, and the interest in her eyes became a little stronger.

Madame Ya groaned for a moment, and muttered in a voice that she could only hear: "Young man, if you can survive this time, you will have the qualifications to climb into Madame Ben's bed once!"