The iron flute is a weapon that belongs to one of the Qimen weapons, and under normal circumstances, the iron flute contains hidden weapons inside, which can be stimulated in a unique way, such as hitting, impacting, or more subtle, such as relying on the rhythm of the blow, which is relatively common. However, this is without exception, it takes extremely high skill requirements to control it well, and Ning, a twelve- or thirteen-year-old hairy boy with a Qimen weapon, no one will believe that he knows how to use it.

Since this was a choice made by Ning, Guan Yun and the others naturally wouldn't say anything more. When leaving the armory, Ying Luan and Guan Yun glanced at the cold cylinder sword that was still hanging on the beam, if Ah Jing knew about this, I am afraid he would be mad.

I worked hard to do good deeds, but the other party didn't appreciate it at all.

In the morning battle, the boy named Lu Yu unsurprisingly successfully passed the beast cage trial, and his battle was very exciting, with a flexible lightning whip Shengsheng sucked a snow-spotted leopard that was also known for its speed to death.

A young man less than fifteen years old showed a superb mastery of skills, which made people have to believe that this young man surnamed Lu must be from a family sect with a terrible background.

Ning went to the Colosseum accompanied by Yingluan and Guan Yun, the number of contestants in the afternoon will be less than in the morning, and the general wonderful competitions will be arranged in the morning, and the name of the chicken is really a little unpopular, and it always makes people feel that this is to see the Colosseum to feed the beasts.

"I heard that no, the afternoon beast lottery has been announced!"

"That's not it, the Black Water Snake, it's been almost a year since the Black Water Snake has appeared. ”

"The little guy who participated in the beast cage trial is called the chicken, this time the little chicken cub is really going to feed the snake. ”

The originally sparse viewing area seemed to have increased the number of people all of a sudden.

Ying Luan's face suddenly became a little ugly: "Senior brother, how could a chicken draw the Black Water Snake, this is too unlucky." ”

Guan Yun didn't expect this to be the result, when the fierce beast lottery of the Black Water Snake appeared a year ago, that poor guy was swallowed alive by him in less than ten rounds, and ended up with no bones.

Ah Jing had already arrived at the beast cage early, and when he saw Guan Yun and Ying Luan, he immediately rushed over: "I'll just say that kid is a god of decay, now my cold cylinder sword is going to be put in." ”

Although he was feeling sorry for his weapon, he was more worried about Ning: "How can this guy's luck be so bad, that black water snake is a snake species, and the leather armor is as hard as gold and stone, even if it is a cold cylinder sword, it may not be able to slash it, and one thing is that these cold-blooded guys will not be like those tigers, wolves, bears and leopards, and they will lose their combat effectiveness under hunger." Alas, just after entering the black town, he ended up with a life of nine deaths, it was really ......"

Ah Jing looked around, but he didn't see Ning, and asked, "Has that kid already entered the cage?"

Sakura nodded: "I don't want to watch this competition anymore." ”

"Anyway, the master brought him back, let's take a look. Guan Yun said that he had already walked to the viewing seat that had been booked in advance.

Alain hesitated for a long time before he could keep up with the footsteps of a few people, although he had seen a lot of life and death, but the beast cage was the first time he had seen it, and he couldn't imagine how terrifying the scene was about to be.

Ning had been led by the town warriors to the enclosure, a huge bowl-shaped battlefield surrounded by granite walls more than two feet high, smooth as ice, and it was impossible for anyone to jump on it to escape.

Ah Jing noticed that Ning was holding a rusty iron flute in his hand, instead of the cold-cylinder sword he had prepared for him, and couldn't help but sigh: "Didn't he take my cold-cylinder sword?"

Sakura Luan was a little disappointed and said, "Maybe he didn't think he could survive in the morning, so he didn't want to waste your kindness any more." ”

"This guy is so stupid. Ah Jing didn't know whether he should be happy to keep the cold cylinder sword, or be angry at this guy called Miji. He doesn't often show kindness to people, and it's rare that he was rejected once.

Alan didn't think that Ning came here to suffer death, when he was outside the city, when Ning replaced the real chicken, his willingness to enter the black town was very firm, if he came in just to die, then what is the difference between dying in the city and dying outside the city?

Directly in front of Ning was a huge black cement swamp, and other fierce beasts would be released from the iron cage gate cave in all directions, but this black water snake would definitely emerge from under this mud.

Looking at the burning yellow incense on the high platform, Ning slowly turned the iron flute in his hand, and when this incense was burned, that was when the beast cage trial really began.

Maybe many people don't notice that when the iron flute is slowly rotated between Ning's fingers, every time it turns for a week, some rust on the iron flute will fall off, although it is subtle, but it does not stop.

Compared to when it was just touched out of the armory, there was already a lot of luster on the top of this iron flute, especially the area of the mouthpiece, which already had a faint silver luster.

There seemed to be more emotion in Ning's eyes, the original confusion did not disappear, but there seemed to be something more in the depths of his eyes, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and the whole person looked extraordinarily relaxed.

With a bang, the yellow bell was struck, and the last bit of incense ash of the yellow incense on the high platform collapsed, fell into the incense burner, and shattered into a handful.

At this moment, bubbles began to bubble in the black cement bog in front of it.

In an uproar, a black shadow lifted up nearly half of the muddy water, turned into a black slurry, and slaughtered in the direction where Ning was.

This was the beginning, Ning looked in the right direction, and towards the side was a tumbling, overwhelming amount of rancid mud that did not splash a single bit on his body.

Avoiding a blow, Ning pulled his leg and ran, but because of the previous leg injury, his running speed was not only not fast, but his movements were also very funny, and the audience on the stage had to let out a 'whoo' sound for a while.

This kind of battle is really much worse to watch, and it is really hard not to be disappointed when I finally draw a black water snake's beast stick, but what I see is a comical escape without any competition.

The figure of the Black Water Snake was also revealed at this moment, the body as black as ink, reflecting a faint metallic light, and those crimson eyes, like the cursed pupils of the soul, stared tightly at Ning's body.

Just as he met the eyes of the Black Water Snake, Ning's left pupil began to gradually deepen, and finally turned pitch black, and the voice sounded in Ning's heart again.