Early in the morning, Qin Lan and Ye Xiaoxiao came out of the room one after another, and at first glance they saw Meng Zilang with red eyes.

Ye Xiaoxiao was obviously taken aback by his appearance and asked:

"Mr. Meng, are you alright?"

Obviously, Ye Xiaoxiao didn't know that Qin Lan had sent Meng Zilang to guard her door for a night, and she didn't know what happened last night.

Meng Zilang shook his head, his face full of exhaustion was self-evident

Last night, there were more than ten seventh-grade powerhouses killed alone, and the sixth-grade powerhouses were more than twice as much, although they were all disposed of by Meng Zilang, but the consumption of Meng Zilang himself was also very huge.

At this time, Qin Lan also came out and said casually:

"Let's go, get something to eat."

Along the way, the discussions of various people came through noisily, and Qin Lan had already put on a new face at this time.

"Hey, have you heard? It looks like someone was hell in this inn last night! ”

"What the hell, it's clear that there is a peerless demon eating people, I have seen it all!"

As he spoke, the man gestured his finger to his eyes, and his expression was very exaggerated.

Hearing this, many people leaned over and asked:

"Brother, can you see what kind of monster it is?"

The man said mysteriously:

"It's a big purple python, someone saw it, when it opened its mouth, it was more than two people tall, and it swam back and forth in that corridor last night, and ate a lot of people!"

Some people disdainfully scolded the man for talking nonsense, and the man was not happy at the time, shouting for the person who spoke just now to say 1510.

I heard someone unable to sit still, and said in a loud voice:

"Didn't you see? The corpses on the east side of the city have all fallen into a mountain this morning! It's clearly a peerless powerhouse who made a move! ”

"Ah, I know, Lao Wang seems to be in that corpse too"

"But is the king of the south of the city falling? He's a seven-rank powerhouse! ”

Suddenly, there was another gasp around them.

Qin Lan played with the taste: "It's not bad, look at it this way, half of the people in Qingzhou City want my life......"

Meng Zilang is also full of black lines, that is a half-city powerhouse, he was killed by Qin Lan's order, I don't know how long it will take for Qingzhou City to recover this time.

After the meal, Qin Lan muttered: "I don't have too much money in my hand now, so it is inevitable that I will be a little nervous to go to the auction like this, and there is still a lot of time before the evening, Meng Zilang, is there any way you can get some more money?" ”

Meng Zilang thought for a while, and then said: "In the Great Xia Dynasty, there has always been an underground arena called "Wujiang", and all the participants wear masks, so they will not let people know their identities. ”

Qin Lan's eyes narrowed slightly, "You mean to let me fight black boxing?" ”

Meng Zilang shrugged his shoulders and said:

"This is the fastest way I can think of to get money, every time I win a game in Wujiang, I can get a gold coin, and there is no shortage of rich people gambling every day, and the person who is bet on can directly get one-fifth of the bet if he wins."

Qin Lan asked, "Is this Wujiang Arena all over every city of the Great Xia Dynasty?" How come I've never heard of it before? ”

Mencius denied:

"In fact, there is only one city in each state that has this Heijiang Arena, and Wujiang will not stay in one place for too long, over the years, the imperial court has also sent people to look for the initiator of this Wujiang, but has never found it."

Qin Lan knew a lot......

"Lead the way, go now, and try to earn him tens of thousands of gold coins before the evening."

Meng Zilang's eyelids jumped, and he walked to the front silently

Earn tens of thousands of ...... a day That's at least a thousand fights......

Does this man not know if the sky is high or is it really a monster......

"Xiaoxiao, you just stay here, it's not a good place, it's a mixed bag, I'll pick you up when the time comes at night."

Qin Lan specially instructed Ye Xiaoxiao before leaving, Ye Xiaoxiao was also very sensible and did not pester Qin Lan to go, she only wanted to improve her strength now, and immediately returned to the room to cultivate after seeing Qin Lan leave.

Qin Lan followed Meng Zilang all the way around and around the corners, and Meng Zilang walked through countless alleys like an aboriginal who had lived in Qingzhou City for several years, and finally came to an ordinary wooden house.

Mencius entered the house with a familiar car, found an unremarkable wall, groped back and forth on the bookshelf standing next to the wall for a while, and finally put his hand on a dark purple decorative bead, twisted slightly, only to hear the rumbling behind the wall, and then to both sides, revealing a dark tunnel.

Qin Lan looked surprised and walked into the dark corridor with Meng Zilang.

After about a cup of tea, I could vaguely hear the shouts and encouragement, and then, the sound became louder and louder, the darkness faded, and the light began to be seen, and the space in front of me became cheerful.

The lights shone from everywhere, and Qin Lan was surprised to find that although it was underground, the space was surprisingly large.

The ring alone is five feet wide!

When Meng Zilang was young, he walked the rivers and lakes, picked flowers everywhere, and often came here when he needed money, so he was relatively familiar with this place, and handed a silver coin printed with a special pattern to the doorman guarding the entrance.

"This is your registration form as a contestant, and I will hand it over to the steward for you after you finish writing it in a while, and I can arrange the competition for you immediately."

Meng Zilang handed the brass mask to Qin Lan again, and said solemnly: "You will wear this mask when you participate in the competition, and you can't take it off at any time, this is the rule." ”

Qin Lan nodded, and couldn't help but feel a little strange, when he went out, he took the person he bought yesterday with him. Leather mask, and now there is another mask on it......

His eyes looked at the contract in his hand, on which there was no name, only a title.

"Since this place is called Wujiang, then what's the harm if I sacrifice my life like a killing?"

Qin Lan thought for a while, and then wrote on it with spiritual power,

"Overlord"

Writing down, Qin Lan suddenly asked out loud:

"What does the grade mean by this?"

Mencius explained:

According to the record in this Wujiang, the players will be divided into several levels, among which people like the young master who have just come, who are not famous and win are called "boxers", who have participated in 100 battles, or won 20 rounds in a row, they can be promoted to "Baizu", if they have participated in 200 battles or won 50 rounds in a row, they will be directly promoted to "Qianhuan", and after being promoted to Qianhuan, they can gamble with the top 200 players in Wujiang, and they will really enter the field of vision of those rich people who gamble on boxing. ”

"In other words, only by winning fifty games in a row can you really have a chance to make a lot of money......"

Qin Lan muttered to herself, and was overheard by a passer-by next to her, who sneered and said:

"What kind of strength, and win a hundred games in a row, that is a feat that only the top ten players in strength can achieve, you newcomer who doesn't know where to come from, don't flash your tongue when you talk big here!"

Qin Lan ignored the passer-by, and after asking Meng Zilang to help him take the contract away, he heard someone shouting from above:

"Twenty-fifth, torch vs. overlord! Players from both sides are invited to the stage. ”

Qin Lan used a force under his feet, and his body turned into a streamer and jumped onto the battle platform, and opposite him was a sturdy man who exuded a flame aura, even through the brass mask, people could feel the essence in his eyes.

Someone at the bottom whispered: "Where did this newcomer come from, but he was really unlucky to touch the torch." ”

Someone agreed:

"The torch has won twenty-three rounds in a row, and its strength is quite strong in Baizu, and the strength of the flame fist in one hand is extremely exquisite, and it seems that there is no doubt about this battle."

On the battle platform, the torch simply saluted Qin Lan, and as the referee started, the momentum on the torch's body slammed again, like a raging flame, sweeping towards Qin Lan, and with a punch, even the surrounding air became hot.

In the early days of Liupin, it was a good hand in the rivers and lakes.

Qin Lan flashed the attack distance of the torch in one step, and said indifferently:

"You'd better use all your strength, or I'm afraid you won't have a chance next......"

As soon as these words came out, the audience instantly became noisy, and some people shouted loudly, asking the torch to give this arrogant newcomer some color.

The torch was obviously also annoyed, and snorted coldly

"You can take my tricks and talk about it!"

The spiritual power on the torch's body exploded again, and the flames on its body were surrounded, and it stepped out suddenly, and the void was slightly distorted wherever it passed.

"Yanyan Fist Print!"

The torch struck out a punch, and from the edge of the fist condensed into a fiery red seal, dazzling and scorching.

Qin Lan shook his head helplessly, and saw that he flicked his sleeves casually, and the menacing fist print seemed to be extinguished by a splash of cold rain, and instantly dissipated into the air.

The torch was stunned, and the spectators in the audience were also stunned and rubbed their eyes, unable to believe what they saw.

Why did the attack of the torch suddenly go out just now??

The torch didn't believe in evil, and condensed all the spiritual power into its right fist, only to see that the fist was gradually dyed with a layer of orange red, and there was a bit of crystal clear texture, as if the divine light was plated on it.

"Yanri Fist!"

The torch's right fist suddenly magnified several times in the air, as if a god lifted a great sun and smashed it towards Qin Lan!

In the face of such an offensive, Qin Lan just didn't change his face, just like an elder commenting on a junior from a high place

"It looks quite big, but it's a pity that it's flashy, the spiritual power is scattered but not gathered, and it can be broken with only one hand!"

As he spoke, Qin Lan stretched out a finger, and the pitch-black spiritual power lingered on it, like a thousand-year-old cold marrow, lightly tapping on the unpredictable fist print.

I saw a black light instantly penetrate the great sun, and the fist mark was shattered into several fragments, turning into a rain of light scattered in all directions.

At this moment, Qin Lan's figure flashed, like an arrow from the string, flashed in front of the torch, grabbed his forearm under his horrified gaze, and smashed his whole person to the ground!

The solid platform was suddenly filled with smoke and dust, and a human-shaped hole more than an inch deep appeared on it.

What followed was the sound of everyone's eyes falling to the ground and shattering.