If you don't have Elemental Stones, you have to get them!

Mo Jinnian finally gave up the idea of staying in the garment shop any longer, the sun above her head was very big, and the whole world was bright and white, but it couldn't stop her from going to the legendary Colosseum to have a look.

In her sporadic memory, on the way to Ziwei Academy, she also listened to those who drank and bragged in the inn boast to each other about the beast fighting atmosphere on this side of the Holy City. As long as you are a person and someone who is not afraid of death, you can come and sign up for the fighting beast.

Those who sign up for the beast fight can choose to fight with the beast, they can choose to fight with people and beasts, or they can bring their own monster to a duel with other people and other people's monsters.

Regardless of whether the duel here is alive or dead, everyone who walks into the Colosseum first needs to sign a document that puts life and death out of the way, so that you will not be illegal after you die. This is also a rule of the Battle of the Holy City, and no one is allowed to fight or kill people illegally in the Holy City.

If brawls and killings are legal, that's another story.

The Colosseum and the Arena are legal killings and brawls, and in this way, there will be some people who voluntarily come here to fight to the death because of personal grudges. The Colosseum and the Colosseum are generally unstoppable, after all, many people here like to watch someone kill someone to the death.

Killing people legally, watching people kill people legally, and with the power of the elements that many, many people will never have to compete with, it is very attractive for people to come and watch.

Every time a major match comes, thousands of people in the Holy City are empty, flocking to the stands of the Colosseum, waiting to witness the bloody battles. Everyone, the cruelty of human nature is undoubtedly revealed here, but no one will think to care!

Many of the Beasts and Monsters died here, and their bodies were dragged out and then scrawled for burial or returned to their families. But even so, it can't stop people's enthusiasm to participate in the beast fight, not only because of the rare blood, but also because of the huge profits.

In a beast fight, each person who comes in to watch will need to pay ten silver coins, each intermediate grandstand will need to pay one gold coin, and each senior grandstand will cost ten gold coins. A small part of all this income will be used to reward the fighters of the deathmatch.

Most of the profits go to the people behind the Colosseum.

However, even so, the money that falls into the hands of the people in the deathmatch is a very considerable amount of money, not to mention, those who win against high-level demonic beasts every day will also be rewarded with elemental stones.

In this way, the income of the Colosseum turned out to be one of the two best among all the industries in the Holy City, and the other was the industry that entered the 100,000 mountains to hunt for Warcraft, which was highly profitable and also accompanied by huge risks.

Many people choose to go into the Colosseum, not only because the risks are similar, but also because they receive a pension if they die here.

When Mo Jinnian and his party appeared here, the front of the Colosseum was already crowded with many dirty people, most of whom were unkempt and ragged. As they walked along, an argument broke out in the group, and a slightly thin child was pushed out of the group. Shirt Feng hurriedly protected them, so that the dirty child did not fall on them.

She lowered her head, and clearly saw the dirty little child raise his overly black and white eyes and look up at her timidly, and the eyes were full of compromise and reverence for life.

That kind of look can be said to hit people's hearts.

However, such a look is useless to these people who have been tortured by life, these people have long been tortured to the point of invulnerability, and no amount of suffering can lead them to sympathy, let alone this little boy!

The crowd was crowded like an ugly black centipede, and the crowd erupted into a commotion, and an ugly fat man with a full beard and a scar on his eyebrows roared angrily: "Damn little cub, what are you robbing, rushing to die?" Lao Tzu, this will fulfill you! ”

When it was too late, the whole fat body had already swayed over, and the fat big hand pinched the poor boy without saying anything, pulled it in front of him and said, "Damn little cub, don't you have long eyes?" dared to take the initiative to provoke Lao Tzu. ”

The little boy could barely breathe, and was forced to pick his feet very much, and climbed the fat and ugly strong man as a mountain, and a pair of feet wearing broken straw sandals kicked on the strong man's thighs that could run horses, and then he kicked on the strong man's waist, and his hands were desperately picking at the strong man's hand that pinched his neck, and shouted: "Let go of me, let go of me!" ”

There was a commotion in the crowd, but they all laughed and coaxed, "Yo you, dare to have a little cub come to challenge Zhang Zhuang!" It seems that Zhang Zhuang is no longer good, you have not been killed by the Warcraft, and now you don't even take you seriously as a dirty kid. ”

Zhang Zhuang was already so angry that his cheeks were red, and he looked even more ugly, and angrily threw the boy to the ground, and the people around him were afraid of falling on him, and they all scattered with a hula. Then, he had already grabbed the neck of the person who had just laughed at him, and his right hand formed a fist the size of a bowl, and slammed it into a punch. There was a louder commotion for a while.

Someone shouted: "Bastard, what are you hitting me for, it's not me who is laughing at you!" It's that little ghost just now! It's kind of you going to kill him! ”

Zhang Zhuang roared angrily: "Don't think that Lao Tzu is deaf, you are the loudest screamer, and you are not much different from that hateful little ghost." ”

"You talk nonsense!" The man who was firmly grasped by the collar shouted desperately, and also began to take some measures, throwing a punch at Zhang Zhuang, who was much taller and stronger than him.

The two scuffled together without saying a word.

The boy had just been thrown heavily into the loess, coughing so sadly that he almost wanted to cough out his heart, liver and lungs. coughed for a long time before he reluctantly helped the crowd to stand up, and before he could stand firmly, he was crushed by the two people who were fighting.

"Ahem!" The boy struggled desperately, but he didn't cry out for help, and even if he did, I am afraid that no one would come to save him at this moment.

Shi Feng frowned, and opened his arms to protect Mo Jinnian and Shi Yue, not letting the two of them come forward, nor letting the chaotic crowd in front of them have a chance to break through and squeeze them.

Mo Jinnian also frowned slightly when he looked at the young man who fell to the ground and struggled desperately under the two brawling strong men. She didn't have much sympathy, but she couldn't bear to see it.

The boy struggled desperately, but there was no strength to support himself to lift the two and climb out. The people around him looked excited, their eyes were shining with excitement, and they clenched their fists and shouted nervously: "Come on, beat him hard, beat him to death!" ”

The people around him were like this, and they were also shouting loudly: "Hit, hit hard!" ”

The boy seized the opportunity, and when the two strong men on his body stood up, he climbed out with all his might, and got under the legs of one of the people next to him, and then before he could climb farther with his hands and feet, the people next to him had already avoided loudly. Exposing him to two people who were fighting, and shouting to attract the attention of the strong man.

The strong man punched the cursing man under him to spit blood from his mouth, spit out two back molars, and then fainted to the ground and stopped moving. The crowd erupted into a roar of satisfaction. The strong man didn't bypass others, he frantically pushed away the people around him, and then grabbed the boy's feet and dragged him back.

The boy desperately pulled the ground in front of him, and did not let him stop his backward trend.

No matter how the boy struggled, he was finally dragged back by the strong man, and then as soon as the strong man freed his hand, he grabbed the clothes on his back, and his left hand came up and pinched the young man's collar again and lifted him up, and his right hand approached as a fist.

The boy was pinched to the point, and he was pressed again just now, and he had already suffered very serious internal injuries, and at this moment, he could only cough and did not have the strength to resist, and could only watch the strong man's bowl-sized fist approaching little by little.

At this moment, a larger fist stretched out from the diagonal ground and firmly pushed away the strong man's fist.

Mo Jinnian followed the prestige, but it was a middle-aged man who was about the same size as the strong man who made trouble just now, with two sturdy arms exposed, and then pushed away the punch of the man just now, and then blocked the attack of the strong man's other hand with one hand.

He didn't say a word, he just glanced coldly at the strong man with an extremely sharp one-eye, yes, one-eyed, this middle-aged serious man only had one eye. The other eye was unobstructed and was exposed like that, which must have been a deep wound.

He only glanced at it coldly, then pushed away the strong man and walked straight to the place where the rank was served, and coldly reported his name: Lone Eagle.

Of course, he didn't have to report his name himself, the registrar had already finished writing his name with great difficulty, and handed him a blue sign at the same time. He took the sign and said nothing, and walked straight through the crowd, pausing in front of the boy's feet before walking away.

The people around him looked at him with awe, but he didn't say anything, and walked through the corridor of the dark stone building that came from them.

The boy sat alone on the ground, tears of remorse welling up from his eyes in an instant, his eyes wet, and two furrows on his dirty face. He clenched his fist and pounded the ground hatefully, then covered his face!