After fighting with Bai Xiao, although Shen Mo exhausted all his aura, his body lay on the bed softly and rested for a day. But when his physical strength recovered, Shen Mo was pleasantly surprised to find that the strength of the Mixed Yuan One Qi Technique was even stronger, and the speed at which the dantian absorbed the qi of heaven and earth also became faster, and it was only one step away from the middle stage of the Triple Qi Realm.

The silence of the two lives is so meticulous, recalling that every time after a big battle, the strength will improve rapidly, and after a short period of surprise, I immediately understand the reason.

For ordinary people, the experience of blood and bones, the bitter battle of life and death, is to hide if you can. Silence, on the other hand, sees combat as a form of training.

The academy promotion tournament is getting closer and closer, and Shen Mo must improve his strength as soon as possible.

Early the next morning, Shen Mo found Leng Dong and asked if there were any arenas or anything like that in the local area.

Leng Dong thought for a moment and said, "I know a place, on the Black Stone Mountain in the east of the city, it is an underground arena, why are you asking this?"

Underground arenas, the kind of places where everything is done to win the prize?

What Shen Mo needs most now is this kind of place, there is no point to stop, there is no meeting friends with force, everything is the most real battle, not only to improve his strength, but also to accumulate actual combat experience.

Shen Mo didn't answer Leng Dong's question, and after asking Leng Dong for the address, he went alone.

Located at the end of the 100,000 mountains, Mt. Kuroishi is named after the coal that is produced on the mountain, and most of the people who travel to and from Mt. Kuroishi are underground arena players, except for miners. The so-called underground arena is nothing more than a large paddock made of stones, surrounded by stands, and in the center is the arena.

A champion is chosen every day, and the winner will receive five gold coins.

Perhaps for the rich, five gold coins are just pocket money, but for ordinary people, five gold coins are enough for a year's expenses.

Therefore, for the sake of this mere five gold coins, countless people came to the arena to squander their blood and passion, and the winner gained prestige and money, and the loser gained nothing, and even lost his life.

At this time, there was still some time before the first game, and after silently registering, he waited around the paddock while observing the strength and fighting skills of the other players.

Shen Mo found that most of the players who came here to participate in the competition were below the middle stage of the dual level of the Qi Realm, and there were very few late stages of the Double Realm, and the Triple Stage of the Qi Realm was even rarer.

Since the people in the audience entered the arena, the cheers have not stopped, they have all bet heavily on their favorite players, every time the players have the upper hand, every time they lose, they have always affected their sensitive nerves.

After a few games, the audience gradually fell into a state of madness, and the bets became more unscrupulous.

"Here's Han Bo, who has been in the arena for a long time, won twenty-six games and lost twelve games!"

After a passionate shout, a strong man nearly two meters tall, with a bare upper body and explosive muscles on his body, walked into the arena.

"It's a newcomer to the arena who is fighting against Han Bo, a newcomer to Shen Mo!"

The moment Shen Mo walked into the arena, the boiling audience instantly fell silent, and a moment later, disdainful discussions came and went.

"Damn, this kid is really tired and crooked, look at his little body, Han Bo can beat him to death with one punch!"

"Fortunately, I put all the money on Han Bo, if I press on this kid, I will definitely lose all my money!"

In the bustling audience sat a beautiful girl, dressed in bright red to highlight her hot personality. She looked at Han Bo, then at Shen Mo, the corners of her mouth raised a strange arc, and asked the messenger waiting beside her, "What are the odds now?"

The waiter replied respectfully: "Miss, Han Bo's odds are one to one, and Shen Mo's odds are one to ten." Who are you going to press?"

The girl said without thinking: "Press fifty gold coins on Shen Mo." ”

Hearing this answer, the waiter was stunned for a moment, and then said in disbelief: "Miss, that kid named Shen Mo is a newcomer to the arena, and he is young, so it is impossible for him to have too strong strength. And Han Bo is an old bird in the arena, and his strength has reached the early stage of the dual strength realm. That silence has no chance of winning at all, do you want to think about it again?"

"What, you doubt my eyes?" the girl's eyes narrowed slightly, and two rays of light shot directly at the waiter.

Being stared at by the girl's gaze, the waiter was shocked, his back was cold, and he hurriedly bowed his head and said, "Don't dare, don't dare, the villain will go and bet on you." ”

After the waiter left, the girl looked at the silence in the field with deep meaning, and said with a smile: "A few days ago, I killed Bai Qing and Bai Lang in the 100,000 mountains, and yesterday I severely injured the silence of Bai Xiao, and it is really not good-looking, I want to see how capable you are, don't let me down." ”

All the spectators have placed their bets and the game begins.

Han Bo glanced at Shen Mo, and seeing that Shen Mo was young and thin, he couldn't help but show a contemptuous look in his eyes. Put his hands in front of him, squeaked his fists, and sneered: "Boy, if you know each other, kneel on the ground and beg for mercy, I may be able to let you go." Otherwise, when the fight starts, I will kill you by mistake, but don't blame me for not warning you in advance!"

In the face of Han Bo's naked ridicule, Shen Mo showed indifference and asked softly, "Do you think you are strong?"

"Enough to kill you!"

A loud shout sounded, and in the cheers of the audience, Han Bo exerted his legs and rushed towards Shen Mo like a wild horse, and when he reached Shen Mo, his right arm, which was covered with green muscles, raised and suddenly bombarded Shen Mo: "Impact punch!"

The fifth level of the yellow level, the impact fist? Shen Mo sneered, did not use his martial arts, just threw a punch out of thin air.

Although Shen Mo shot late, he came first and hit Han Bo in the chest before Han Bo hit him. I saw Han Bo, who was still menacing just now, with a stiff expression on his face, and after his body paused for a second, as if he had been hit by a cannonball, the whole person flew out upside down at a speed invisible to the naked eye, flew directly out of the arena, and smashed into the audience.

Surprisingly quiet!

The audience who was waiting to see Han Bo beating Shen Mo was instantly stunned, and their eyes were stunned as they looked at the silence in the field, and they were stunned for a minute before they came back to their senses. When they looked at Han Bo, who had smashed a hole in the audience and had long since lost consciousness, they realized what had happened, and they were speechless again in shock for a while.

"How...... How is it possible? Han Bo, who is a dual primary in the Qi Realm, actually ...... actually let Shen Mo defeat with one punch, and it was so completely defeated. ”

An illusion, it must be an illusion! But it's all so real.

"MD, Lao Tzu pressed ten silver coins on Han Bo, and he actually lost!"

"Don't complain, I pressed a gold coin on Han Bo! I didn't expect Han Bo to be vulnerable in front of Shen Mo, how strong is this Shen Mo's strength. ”

All the audience had a sad face, only one person was laughing, and this person was the girl who had just bet on Shen Mo.

The odds of silence are ten to one, and the girl pressed fifty gold coins, and now it has become five hundred gold coins in a blink of an eye. When the waiter brought a large bag of gold coins to the girl, the gamblers around her all stared at a pair of blood-red eyes, and their faces were full of envy, jealousy and hatred.

And the reason why the girl laughed was not because she won the money, but because the silence did not disappoint her.

"Silence, I remember you. The girl stood up, gave a deep look at the silence, and turned to leave.

Although Shen Mo won the game, he, like most of the audience, frowned and did not have the slightest joy.

Shen Mo was not here for the prize money, nor for fame, but for a real fight, but the players in the arena disappointed him.

The competition continued, and soon it was time for the two-of-four qualifiers.

This time, the people in the arena learned to be obedient and lowered the odds of Shen Mo from one to ten to one to one, and Shen Mo also changed from the original no one to the favorite to win the championship.

Shen Mo took the lead and played against Mahe, who was in the late stage of the Strength and Strength Realm.

Like Han Bo, Mach is also a veteran of the arena, and has been here for a long time, with a very proud record, with 32 wins and 8 defeats.

With Han Bo's experience, Ma He didn't dare to underestimate Shen Mo, and as soon as he got on the field, he saluted Shen Mo and said modestly: "Dude, when the game starts, the two of us will stop at the point, and we will lose our lives for just five gold coins." ”

This is reasonable, but Shen Mo is not interested, but said in a sonorous tone: "I will do my best, I hope you are the same." ”

Maher didn't expect Shen Mo to refuse his proposal, since he had no choice but to go all out.

At the beginning of the game, Shen Mo took the lead in attacking, rushing in front of Mach in one small step.

"Tiangang Fist!"

Silence's right fist erupted with powerful energy fluctuations, and the air around him began to boil. Maher realized the danger, dodged with a dodge, raised his right leg and kicked at the silent head with lightning speed: "Storm Legs!"

Storm Leg is also a yellow-level mid-grade martial art, the same level as Tiangang Fist, and compared with Tiangang Fist, which focuses on strength, Storm Leg focuses on speed.

Micro-step reappeared, easily dodging Mahe's storm leg, and then swung his right fist twice in a row: "Tiangang fist, two in a row!"

Although Mach moved quickly and dodged the first punch, he was still hit by the second. The body that was hit instantly turned into a bow, and the whole person flew into the air only two meters before falling. As soon as the result landed, the silent fist had already arrived as scheduled, and it hit Mach's shoulder, knocking Mach more than ten meters away.

Poof! A mouthful of blood spurted out.

Before Mach could get up from the ground, Shen Mo had already reached him with a slight step, and his fierce fist swung out again.

If he is punched, Mach will definitely die. And just as the fist was about to hit, Maher raised his hands and shouted, "I admit defeat!"

The fist with a ferocious wind stopped in front of Mahe's nose, and the remaining fist wind instantly broke Mahe's nose bone, and blood rushed out.

If Ma He was just shocked by Shen Mo's strength just now, at this time, Shen Mo could control the attack as he wanted, and the blow to Ma He's heart would be even greater, and he even began to congratulate himself for admitting defeat.

Shen Mo withdrew his fist, frowned, and said in disappointment, "Didn't I say that we both did our best?"

Hearing this, Ma He, who was proud of his achievements, was shocked, he had obviously tried his best, but Shen Mo hadn't used his strength yet?

"I'm not your opponent, I've done my best. Maher's pride shattered, and he said deflatedly.

"Okay. Shen Mo said casually, turned around and walked out of the field.

The victory and defeat were decided, and the audience erupted in violent cheers, and the audience who had won the money on Shen Mo shouted: "Shen Mo, Shen Mo, Shen Mo!"

Surrounded by cheers, Shen Mo walked to the rest area, and when he was about to sit down, a calm voice sounded in his ears.

"You're strong, I can't wait to play against you. ”

Looking in the direction from which the voice came, I saw a middle-aged man standing not far away, thirty or forty years old, with a thick beard and two shocking scars on his bare arms. When the eyes fell on his hand, it was found that it was covered with calluses, which had been sharpened by using weapons for many years, and not surprisingly, this person was a veteran who had been on the battlefield.

When Shen Mo came into contact with the eyes of the middle-aged man, he sensed a calmness from the deep pupils of the other party, which had been precipitated after experiencing the tempering of blood and fire.

The silence that had begun to regret coming here was finally stimulated, and he smiled: "I'm waiting for you." ”

The middle-aged man nodded heavily and stepped into the paddock.

The middle-aged man's movements are very fast, and his strength is also very strong, and the martial art he uses is called 'Iron Armor Eight Style', which is a kind of yellow-level mid-grade martial art.

Although the strength of the opponent and the middle-aged man is about the same, but in the face of the middle-aged man with rich combat experience, he can only be beaten, and in just a few minutes, the opponent was punched out of the arena by the middle-aged man and won easily.

With a passionate shout from the host, the final began, and the audience roared almost frantically, and everyone bet heavily on silence and middle-aged men.

"The highlight is coming, against Wu Wei, who is a perennial general in the arena with 80 wins and zero defeats. The challenger is today's dark horse, silent!"