Heng Fei, the master of the "Graceful" sect, is a person who is close to ascending, and he is actually a master of cultivation, and he is very familiar with the exercises cultivated by various sects in the hidden realm. The cultivation of the hidden realm is the cultivation of condensing internal qi, and it is the cultivation of excavating one's own vitality.

This is consistent with the cultivation of the outside world.

Only people like him who have experienced the experience of the secret realm can partially gather spiritual energy from the outside world.

And like the gladiatorial arena, it completely relies on absorbing the aura of the outside world for cultivation, and the hidden realm does not exist. Now that this situation is happening, there must be an inhuman intrusion. Whether the Inhuman is from the outside world (which he thinks is unlikely) or if it is somewhere else is unknown.

This morning, he immediately sent his son Hengxing to the gladiatorial arena to investigate the situation.

Hengxing came to the gladiatorial arena and directly handed his father's greeting post to the big coffee in the town, asking what was going on, only to learn that Manager Yin had bought a gladiator privately yesterday.

The big coffee said that this son is extraordinary, like an intruder from the outside world. Although he has not cultivated, he is a malleable talent, and a little training can be of great use.

Heng Shaozhu thought about it, after a month, the "holy spring" that happened once in 60 years would be bathed, and the three major sects would inevitably dispute over the quota for bathing, and it was a common practice to use gladiatorial battles to compete for places.

The "holy spring" is also known as the spring of life, and each time it is opened, it can only accommodate 9 people to take a bath, and I don't know when it began, the custom of "competing for baths" was formed.

The convention is that each faction sends one yellow-level gladiator to compete, and the sect that wins the first place can have 5 people bathing, the second place sect can have 3 people, and the last place sect has only 1 person.

Of course, the bath of the "Holy Spring" is an internal matter of the three major sects, and the outside world does not know about it at all.

Bathing in the "Holy Spring" is a kind of reborn cultivation for cultivators.

The water of the "Holy Spring" can wash away the turbidity precipitated in the bone marrow of the cultivator, as well as scars and warts on the skin. To put it bluntly, it can wash away the waste in the body, and even the dots, moles, freckles and so on the skin.

Not only cultivators want to soak in the "holy spring", but even the female dependents who cannot cultivate in the three major sects also want to soak in the "holy spring". Just imagine, a girl with freckles and pimples on her face, take a shower, and the freckles and pimples are gone, what kind of beautiful thing is this?!

Although the young master Heng is a young master, he has not yet soaked in the "holy spring". The last time he bathed in the Holy Spring, he wasn't even born. According to his contribution to the sect, this time it was not easy for him to soak in the "holy spring" bath.

The deputy sect leader, elder, and protector of the sect...... Who doesn't want to? There are also many old people, old people, noble women, and beautiful women...... Which one doesn't want to?

If you can promote this sect to get 5 places to enter the "Holy Spring" bath, then it is more likely that you will enter the "Holy Spring" bath.

He listened to the words of the big coffee in the town, and he had a plan in his heart.

Sure enough, this person with the number "Cloth Yi Yiding" is extraordinary, and it is a martial arts material. He was right to bet that he would win, after all, 1 million taels of silver is not a small number. In order to prevent cheating - if the gladiatorial arena was not often cheating and fake, where would the huge profits come from?—— he had to remind Manager Yin.

If this person can win the Tiger, he will definitely be allowed to enter the yellow level as soon as possible, so that he can participate in the battle for the "Holy Spring" bathing place.

......

It's too late, it's too soon.

Ning Ke saw that the tiger pounced again, but he still shook to the left, and then to the right, avoiding the tiger's front paws. This time the dodge was smaller, but the tiger's left front paw still caught him. only heard the sound of "tearing", and a piece of his clothes and flesh on his left chest were grabbed off.

At this time, Ning Ke's mind was full of scenes of Wu Song fighting the tiger.

Without hesitation, he grabbed the fur on the tiger's back with both hands and jumped on the tiger's back like a horse. The tiger landed with a "plop", and immediately turned his head and twisted his body to grab Ning Ke with his front paws. Seeing this, Ning Ke kicked his legs towards the tiger's head and neck, and freed up his right fist to punch the tiger's head.

Ning Ke learned Wu Song's style of fighting tigers.

When Ning Ke raised his right fist and was about to make a second punch, he only felt that the arm point of his right arm was hit by a foreign object flying from the audience, and his right arm became sore. It took a few breaths for his right arm to recover.

Someone wants him to die! He wants to be eaten alive by a tiger!

This guy with a dark weapon is definitely a master! The timing of the launch is just right, and the force is slight, but it has achieved the desired effect, and it is difficult for people to see the flaws.

The tiger saw Ning Ke riding on his back, sat back on his hind legs, gathered his strength, and lifted his body forward again, and Ning Ke rolled out from the tiger's back. Ning Ke didn't dare to slack off, so he rolled forward one after another, and then rolled sideways, hitting the dying wild boar before stopping.

All of this was done in a split second, and there was no room for stopping.

He knew that there was no escape today. Not only did he have to fight the ferocious tigers, but he also had to fight the unknown who was hiding in the middle of the spectators in the stands.

Originally, Wu Song's tiger fighting move was likely to help him win this game. But someone is secretly doing evil, what should he do?!

Waiting for death is not his style, as long as he does not give up, there will be miracles! Even if he is eaten by a tiger today, he will never admit it!

The tiger is an intelligent animal, and several attacks today have not been effective. It stared at Ning Ke with a fierce glint in his eyes...... This made Ning Ke realize the meaning of the word "eyeing the tiger".

If he had a mind, he would have adored the young man in front of him.

The first time he pounced, he was caught by this man on his hind legs and almost thrown out as a hammer ball, and the second time he swooped forward, he was hit by this man on his back......

The tiger's actions were instinctive, and it couldn't control so much, so he saw Ning Ke pounce again.

Ning Ke saw that the tiger pounced again, and first shook to the left, and then to the right.

This brute is still fooled. Its soaring form twisted in the air and swooped to the left.

When the tiger landed, it screamed.

At this time, there was some chaos in the audience, Ning Ke didn't have the time to care about the audience, and he couldn't find the person who sent him a secret weapon without divine consciousness now.

"Look! there's a knife stuck in the tiger's belly!"

"Knives, where did they come from?......

"Oh, it's not a knife, it's the fangs of a wild boar!"

......

There was a lot of talk in the audience, and a boar's tusk was inserted into the belly waist of the tiger's left side.

The tiger was wounded, and from time to time he turned his head and licked the wound with his tongue, slacking off for a moment and not wanting to attack again.

Ning Ke knew that the tiger's red muscles were strong, explosive, and his endurance was poor, and if he let it rest too hard, he wouldn't be able to get it well. He pulled a piece of cloth from his clothes, walked to the boar, dipped it in blood from its head, and threw it at the tiger.

The tiger was stimulated by the blood, and rushed towards Ning Ke again. This time, the tiger no longer jumped up, but landed on the ground with its paws, and pounced on Ning Ke with its big mouth open.

Ning Ke did not avoid it, pretending to be powerless to resist, and looked like he was allowed to be bitten by the tiger. Just put the left side of the body in the direction that the last hidden weapon sent. His right hand grabbed the fangs of another boar and waited for the tiger to pounce.

It was a last-ditch effort, and his movements had to be hidden. Otherwise, as long as you show obvious moves, you will be plotted, and you will eventually die in the tiger's mouth.

In fact, Ning Ke's worries no longer exist. Hu Zhenren was discovered by the big coffee in the town when he sent the secret weapon for the first time, but the big coffee in this crowded gladiatorial arena didn't come to stop it.

Then, there was no then, and it was impossible for Hu Zhenren to have follow-up actions.

When the tiger pounced again, Ning Ke leaned back and let the tiger pounce. He felt that such an action, although dangerous, was the most hidden.

His legs fended against the tiger's front paws, and his hands gripped the boar's fangs, which stabbed at the tiger's throat.

When the tiger's bloody mouth was about to bite Ning Ke, its throat suddenly burst out with a bundle of hot blood, all spraying on Ning Ke's face and body.

Ning Ke held the fangs of the wild boar in his hand, and continued to poke and stir in his throat, for two minutes, Ning Ke really couldn't hold on, and as soon as his hand was weak, the tiger pressed on Ning Ke's body......

......

Ning Ke lived in a house at the level of "lifting people", which was the treatment that Xuan-level cultivators only had for gladiators.

The first day, he was imprisoned in the beast's room, not only dirty, but also scorpions. His shoulder was injured by Huber's triangular dart, which led the scorpions to crawl on top of him. He didn't dare to slap easily, as it would lead to a swarm attack by scorpions.

If you don't move, it's good to let these insects suck up some blood, but if you resist, you will definitely be attacked by scorpions.

Scorpion venom contains hydrocyanic acid, which is a neurotoxin, which is transient and highly toxic, and there is almost no solution.

Most of the gladiators raised in the gladiatorial arena are people who have not cultivated. There are not many people who have cultivated to the yellow level, and people who have cultivated at the Xuan level have always been rare.

The sources of gladiators are mainly traitors, murderers, or monks who have seriously violated the rules of the sect, as well as gladiators who are usually raised by the three major sects. - This type of gladiator generally did not live in the gladiatorial arena, but only came during competitions.

Sometimes there were no suitable gladiators, and some disciples in the sect acted on an improvised basis.

It was this method of gladiatorial struggle that resolved many conflicts of interest between the three major factions and avoided bloody massacres between gangs.

The condition of the "lifting" level house is very good, with two rooms inside and outside. The outer room is a place of living, and the inner room is a place of cultivation and a bedroom.

Ning Ke was allowed to move freely in the area where the gladiators were held, unlike most gladiators who were kept in prison-style cells.

Manager Yin put a silver collar on Ning Ke's neck inlaid with several jade pieces, which other gladiators did not have. Ning Ke could see at a glance that there were two formations arranged on the collar: the induction array and the self-detonation array.

The induction array is similar to the divine sense marker, and it can monitor the whereabouts of the wearer within a certain range, and the working principle of the self-detonation array Ning Ke understands, but under what circumstances this collar will explode, he can't figure it out.

He guessed that there were only a few triggers for the collar explosion: distance, disassembly, control...... Which one it was, or if it existed in both, he didn't know.

Every day, he was trained by two martial arts instructors, one who taught him the art of fighting, the other who taught the method of spitting and gathering qi, and a nutritionist was sent to him, so that he could eat cooked meat, unlike when he first arrived, when he first came to eat raw meat.

Someone trained him in his martial arts skills, and he benefited a lot. I don't think more than half a month has passed......