In ancient times, there were strange things, the horns were like deer, the head was like a camel, the eyes were like rabbits, the neck was like a snake, the abdomen was like a mirage, the scales were like fish, the claws were like eagles, the palms were like tigers, the ears were like cows, there were whiskers next to the mouth, there were pearls under the jaws, and there were reverse scales under the throat.

Rise with the wind, and the wind and clouds come from it. The air is a storm and the sound is thunder. Its name is called "Dragon". The red dragon surveys the sky, and everything is shocked.

No matter how many living beings have a fixed number, whether you are an innate god who opens the heavens, or an ancient power of heaven, you will not escape the wheel of life and death. There is a life, even if its power is endless, and if it dies gloomily, it will be a desolate exit.

When the red dragon fell, blood rain fell from the sky, and it was endless for seven days. The dragon's body falls, and the earth is born. The left eye is the sun, the right eye is the moon, the blood is either the river or the tree, the muscles are the ground, and the muscles are the fields. The hair is the stars, the skin is the grass and trees, the teeth and bones are the gold and stone, the essence is the pearl and jade, and the sweat is the rain.

"Well, this is the origin of our Red Dragon Continent. "A man with a somewhat majestic face, a bit of rigidity and literature between his eyebrows, dressed in a blue and white robe, is a good scholar, but the crow's feet at the corners of his eyes can't hide the traces of time. "That's why our continent is called Red Dragon, and..."

"Haha, Mr. Wu, let's talk about this, what kind of myth, deceive children. Before Wu Cong could finish speaking, he was interrupted by an eleven or twelve-year-old boy.

"Yes, yes, teacher, let's talk about other things, such as how to sharpen your muscles faster. ”

"Listen to the blood. ”

"It's good to be dirty"

In the class, several boys chattered and discussed.

"Hehe, you guys!" Wu Cong was not annoyed when he was interrupted, but he just smiled lightly, "Quenching the body and three mirrors, satin leather, quenching bones, refining dirt, you must have already known, but how to say it......"

Peng, Peng, Peng.

A few gongs and drums came, but they interrupted Wu Cong's words again. Even with Wu Cong's temperament, he inevitably frowned. Immediately, he seemed to think of something, and the corners of his eyes revealed a trace of helplessness and hatred.

"Is it the day of hope again?" asked a girl in a low voice, with a hint of fear in her tone.

"What are you afraid of, you girls, you're just timid. A young man replied harshly, but the fear in his eyes betrayed him, after all, he knew that they only needed men, strong men. Of course, it doesn't matter if you're weak like him, being torn apart can also add a bit of atmosphere.

"Why didn't the adults eradicate such an organization and keep the scourge of people? ”

"That's it. ”

"Hmph, in this place, several major families are involved, and who dares to move?" a young man dressed in sackcloth shouted angrily, and the faces of several people around him changed. Everyone knows about this, but no one dares to say it clearly, and when they are poked out, they don't dare to answer the conversation, and they are all silent. In the corner of the classroom, there are three or four people who move their eyes, their faces are cold, and there is a bit of coldness in their eyes, they are not very old, but they are a little proud, and the silk gown adds a bit of nobility to them, if you look closely, you will find that there is a sign on their chests, although they are different, but they look unique.

Wu Cong took in this scene, but he could only sigh in his heart. The Shura Colosseum is indeed too involved, but it is inseparable from the weakness of their Renyuan City, otherwise there is no need to rely on these things to introduce resources, and even in the surrounding cities, it does not have a very good reputation! Wang, Li, and Hu Sanjia and the Shura Colosseum and Juyuan Arena all have secret interests related. It's a secret, but even a half-grown kid knows this so-called secret, so it's not a secret.

However, Wu Cong said that they were only half-grown boys, but it was not quite right, in the Red Dragon Continent, seventeen or eighteen years old had reached the age of talking about marriage. The weaker warriors are strained in satin and dirty, while the stronger ones can exhale and breathe, and the best of them have the ability to control the sky and the sky, and turn over the mountains and seas.

At this time, on the bluestone street, the bustling crowd was coming and going, and there was a trace of ability and shrewdness between the eyebrows of the people who came and went. The bluestone under the foot is more revealing a little simple, although Renyuan City is only a few decades old, and the bluestone street is only more than ten years, but this bluestone seems to have been nearly a hundred years old, and the name of bluestone also comes from this.

The vendors who set up stalls on the side of the road shouted from time to time, but instead sold not the vegetables and fruits of the farmers, but the short daggers of more than half a foot, the three-foot Qingfeng, and even the fur and sharp teeth of fierce beasts.

"Get out of the way. A big man brutally knocked several people around him away. He was a big man, but he was burly, his muscles showed explosive power, and a half-foot-long scar on his left neck was like a centipede, which added a bit of ferocity to him, and his face was full of flesh, with a fierce and vicious appearance. The occasional grin is also creepy.

A few people around him dodged him half a meter away. This man felt that his face was shining, and he leaked a little self-satisfaction, and he walked with his head held high. This is also the case, in this world, whoever has the biggest fist will have more right to speak.

Just a little fluttering big man suddenly felt cold, and when he looked at it, a huge bowl-shaped structure of the building appeared in front of him, the black masonry seemed to have undergone the baptism of blood and fire, revealing a bit of coldness, sitting on the ground like a fierce beast that chooses people and devours.

"Shura Colosseum, damn it, how did you get here. Dahan felt bitter in his heart, and his expression also had the intention of retreating. The pace seemed to be a little lacking in confidence, and when he was about to hurry around, a few women's sneers came into his ears:

"Hehe, it's a silver spear wax head!" said a woman in green laughed.

"Don't you know, this Colosseum, few men dare to go. Immediately, a woman next to her answered, and at the end of the sentence, her eyes looked straight at the big man, as if she was smiling.

It's not that the two of them are usually thin, but just now the big man was stunned and bumped into his own man, and it was not enough to do it, but they would not let go of the opportunity to have a good time.

I have to say that women's ridicule is always the driving force of men's courage, and at that moment, the big man's face was horizontal, his heart was ruthless, and he walked straight towards the entrance. It's just that the back is a little bleak no matter how you look at it.

The Asura Colosseum, a place with blood and great benefits.

It is a Colosseum on the surface, but on the inside it is a huge slave market. Trafficking in human beings for profiteering. And the surrounding cities often purchase from Renyuan City, after all, with such a large population, a small Renyuan City can't digest it. And these resources have also directly promoted the rapid development of Renyuan City in recent decades. The three major families will not hesitate to lose part of their fame and not let go of the business of the Asura Colosseum.

It was different from the only arena in Renyuan City. Because that arena is only open to the children of the family or those who have achieved martial cultivation, it is their place of fame. But here's for all ages, rich and poor, as long as you're crazy enough.

The day of hope is the day of the monthly beast fight, if it is just a simple beast fight, it is not so frightening, but the thing it fights is not a beast, but more of a man.

The fight between people makes better people come out and sell at a higher price. or as a guard, or as a dead soldier. The value of a person is not intangible, but valuable.

Today, however, the Asura Colosseum is lively, sitting in circles, mostly sturdy men, or sitting, or half-leaning, and even some of them struggle to stand up and roar when they are excited.

Of course, it is not all the roars and obscenities of the men, and there are occasionally a few women's laughter, but looking at the fear on the faces of several strong men next to them, you can know the horror of these women.

This is not to blame them, if the woman does not have strong strength, how can she dare to enter this wolf's den, I am afraid that she will not be eaten and there will be no bones left. Of course, if you think that a woman who has no strength is easy to bully, then I am afraid that your fate will be hehe. Because this kind of woman may have a big background, and even some people's forbidden descent is not something that a small person can offend.

All in all, no one is easy to bully here. If you don't have a pair of sharp eyes to observe words and looks, then you should be an obedient person.

At this time, at the entrance, a big man slowly walked in. But it was the same person who was on Bluestone Street just now. A look of resignation, full of caution. If his face was calm, it would be fine, but this look would immediately be targeted in an unknown corner.

"Boss, it's a newcomer. A black-faced man looked at the big man and whispered with disdain.

"Well, call Erma, and a few more taels are in hand, hehe. A thin young man sneered, a flash of coldness flashing in his eyes as he stared at the big man.

"Let's borrow a light. ”

"Give it a convenience. A middle-aged man with a pockmarked face said.

He said politely, but in fact, he unceremoniously pushed the way open.

"Hurry up and reincarnate!"

"Are you looking for death?" replied one of them after being knocked away. But when he saw that he was middle-aged with a numb face, his face changed, and he hurriedly flashed into the crowd.

This pockmarked middle-aged man is not weak, and he is a bit powerful in this area, so no one dares to offend him.

If you have strength, you can enjoy privileges, which are applicable everywhere, and here, in the Shura Colosseum, it is even more so.