The ring match was fought vigorously, but the death toll was pitiful, and after thousands of rings, there were only a few dead, only a handful.

But most of the people who come here now have some background behind them, which makes people scruples. In such an uncertain period, if you kill someone, then it will lead to endless troubles and endless hunting.

The rules of the underground gladiatorial arena are that there are no rules, and life and death depend on the success or failure of the sky. This made this event in the underground gladiatorial arena the highest mortality rate in history.

In normal times, it is definitely the rhythm of death and death. It will never be so "gentle" as this day. Of course, death is inevitable.

Lan Jiechen really scoffed at this situation, if he was blindly afraid of causing trouble, then the path of cultivation of such a person would be difficult, and he might stop forever.

Throughout the ages, the mighty have all been people who "cause trouble" everywhere, and their path of cultivation is full of dangers, and it is precisely by constantly hovering on the verge of death that they can continue to break through themselves.

The old man often has this saying, "Being lazy is as simple as, and cultivating and advancing to the next level is as difficult as eating." ”

Although the words are vulgar, they say a lot of things.

In this way, the ring match was very vigorous on the surface, and time passed day by day. Until half a month, this fire not only did not stop because of the passage of time, but became more and more intense.

The death toll began to rise, and the private struggles of the red-eyed people began to increase, especially the indelible gap between the demon clan and the remnant clan, and the contradictions between the two clans continued to intensify.

I don't know if someone did it on purpose, or if it was an explosion that had been precipitated over the years.

The private grievances and hatreds between the demon clan and the remnant clan are no longer a matter of one or two days. Freezing three feet is not a day's cold.

There are some very strange things.

According to the intelligence of the Broken Soul Family, there are very few candidates for the Thirteen Young Masters who have actually come to the Divine Blessed City. There were only three or four people, and the others were silent. As if the king's temptation was nothing to them, as if they had all disappeared into this world.

Just like the beginning of the election of the thirteen young masters, not many candidates have shown up, and it seems to be sharpening knives behind closed doors, but it is more like a premeditated event.

Many of the participants did not notice this problem and still enthusiastically participated in the ring. Maybe in their opinion, it would be better without the existence of those thirteen young master candidates.

"It can't ......"

After Lan Jiechen got the news, he suddenly had a feeling that he was keen.

This is the prelude to the coming storm, and everything is full of strangeness, as if the various forces of the Fairy Trail Forest have already woven a net of heaven and earth. Waiting for him to jump in.

"It seems that I take many things for granted, and I think a lot of things too simply, and when I dig a hole, maybe someone else has already discovered the problem......

"What do they want to kill outside after confirming my identity?!"

"Well, it's too likely, what the hell should I do. This is obviously a dead end, I am really stupid, I jumped into the fire pit. I'm still too anxious, too confident. ”

Lan Jiechen began to feel uneasy, and the ominous premonition in his heart lingered.

Lan Juechen finally realized. I really think that this world world is too simple, thinking that the entire world world will revolve around me, and everything will move forward according to my own ideas.

However. By this time, the situation had begun to spiral out of control, towards the endless unknown.

"Looks like I'm going to have to break this game......"

On Lan Juechen's side, he was working hard. While thinking about how to break the game, the battle intent in his body suddenly surged. Lan Juechen trembled, frowned slightly, raised his head and looked directly at the ring.

There has been a wave off the sidelines.

Some people seemed very excited.

"Wow, the femme fatale is finally in the ring!"

"Did he finally make a move? I've been here for so long just to wait for him to appear, he's the idol of our scorpion clan!"

There are some "smart people" who have expressed their opinions and opinions.

"The femme fatale went to the ring, which shows that this time the ring match has finally reached its climax and is about to come to an end. Tut-tut, I don't know who can defeat the femme fatale. This is known as one of the four most gifted young people in the Fairy Trail Forest. I'm looking forward to someone stepping on his head. ”

"The demon clan itself has an advantage over the remnants, and it is estimated that this time the fight will be watched, and the remnants who come to power will be abused into dogs. ”

"Didn't you say that Soul Breaker Dragon Yi threatened to defeat all the thirteen young master candidates, I want to see if he has the courage to fight against the strongest genius of our scorpion clan. He is going to be the man of the thirteen young masters. ”

"Tut-tut, no matter when, the remnants are still human or humanoid after all, they are actually no different from the humans in the outside world, how can they beat the genius of our demon clan, it is estimated that it is difficult, difficult. ”

"None of the four sons of the Immortal Trace are descendants of the remnants, which is enough to explain a point. I don't think Soul Breaker Dragon Yi will come out and be embarrassed, how powerful can he be? After ten years of retreat, how much actual combat experience can he have, I'm very curious. ”

"Hmph, actual combat experience, the so-called actual combat experience in your heart is to show off how many foreign people the femme fatale has tortured and killed over the years? ”

"Hehe, you wolf people will rush up, what else will you do?"

"That's called teamwork, you know?!"

“......”

Like a contagious disease, the discussion began to spread at an incredible speed, and the number of people participating in the discussion increased, and the voice became louder and louder.

The entire underground gladiatorial arena is like a nest of bees, "buzzing" straight ahead.

As the minutes passed, the debate between people intensified over time, from the beginning of the struggle between individuals to the struggle between races.

The people of the remnant clan are not used to the people of the demon clan. People who think that the demon race has too good a sense of self-superiority, and think that they are an superior race. All other races are inferior.

The people of the demon clan dislike and discriminate against the remnants, believing that they are nothing more than a group of refugees. It's good to give you a place to survive, but I'm still disgusted here and there, beeping and pretending to be forked everywhere, and often putting on a proud appearance.

The appearance of the femme fatale seems to have become a catalyst and a fuse, triggering hatred and prejudice between the two races.

Even some impulsive people are already fighting in the audience. However, he was soon arrived by the Guardian of Order in the Underground Colosseum and stopped him.

No sooner had it been stopped here, and there was another struggle in another place, and it began to spread. This has further intensified the contradictions between the two ethnic groups.

A bereaved boy stepped into the ring.

He looked at the femme fatale opposite with pride and disdain, and said, "Hmph! I'll teach you the so-called genius of the demon clan." ”

"Hehe, are you? Are you ready?" the femme fatale was not annoyed by the bereaved boy, with a faint smile on his face, indifferent.

"I don't know what the name of this young hero is, so that I can make a note of one for you in my book of sacrifices, and your strength can barely be included in the book of sacrifices. ”

The Book of Sacrifices is a diary of the femme fatale, which is specially used to record the names of the opponents he kills, the special hobby of the femme fatale. Everyone knows.

The bereaved boy snorted coldly and did not answer the femme fatale's words.

He glared at the femme fatale, who was clearly despising him and thinking he wasn't qualified. As the most gifted member of the clan, he was very angry.

"Drink!" the bereaved boy shouted, offering his weapon. The aura of a bully burst into the sky.

A set of supernatural and domineering armor was attached to his body, and countless electric sparks swirled around him. The eerie runes shone with a mesmerizing light, and the armor was emblazoned with a terrifying beast. Domineering.

"Roar, roar!" a terrifying roar rang out, deafening and earth-shattering.

The roar turned into a powerful energy and rushed into the sky, and the floating clouds at the top of the sky were instantly dispersed, and in an instant, the sky of the underground gladiatorial arena was cloudless.

The power of the young tyrant of the remnant clan set off ripples of energy, spreading towards the surroundings.

The audience instantly fell silent, staring curiously at the development in the ring.

This momentum seems to be much stronger than they imagined, and it seems that there is about to be a wonderful battle!

The battle of the bereaved youth was too great, and even the people of the demon clan began to be a little suspicious. And the femme fatale was still smiling, without any intention of making a move, and looked at the bereaved boy lightly.

When the young man of the remnant clan saw the femme fatale like this, he was furious, too arrogant, and looked down on people too much!

"Roar!" the bereaved young man roared loudly, stepping on the mysterious steps, and rushed towards the femme fatale, wanting to slash the femme fatale with a thousand knives and break the corpse into thousands of pieces.

The Great War is imminent!

Hearing such a huge movement, Lan Jiechen, who had been eating and had never heard of his mouth, couldn't help but raise his head, just in time to see the young man of the remnant clan "making a big fuss".

Seeing the young man of the remnant clan rushing towards the femme fatale, Lan Jiechen couldn't help but shake his head and sighed: "If you don't die, you won't die." Kid, go all the way......"

Soul Breaker and Soul Breaker Shan they were surprised, they were not stupid, they obviously heard that Lan Jiechen was sure that the relict boy would die, as a member of the relict clan, they still hoped that the relict boy could win.

It's just that they don't know why Lu Daolan Jiechen, as a remnant, doesn't care about his own victory or defeat at all, but ignores it.

In Lan Jiechen's eyes, all intelligent beings are the same, there is no so-called absolute good or bad, and there is no so-called flat burden and contempt.

As long as it's not his relatives and friends, whoever dies is none of his business.

Soul Breaker Long Yi smiled slightly, he had expected it for a long time, and did not speak.

That's when it happened.

"Bang!"

After the sound, there was silence, and there was no sound around for a moment, as if it had come to a completely enclosed space, and it was eerily quiet. (To be continued......)