Lou Yi caught the nameplate thrown by the other party, he also understood that a newcomer has almost no value, and he may lose his life at any time, if he wants to attract the attention of the city lord, the easiest way is to fight, he can win by fighting, and if he wins more, he will naturally attract the attention of others, such as the tiger idiot who has won ninety-nine games in a row.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he walked straight to the No. 7 Douji platform, where there are special people to guard, a heavy metal door, with a big Qi written on it, the guard's expression was indifferent, after checking his nameplate, he opened the metal door, and said to him, "Go in!"

Lou Yi stepped into the back of the metal door and found a staircase that winded upward, and a huge stone pillar became the base pillar that supported them, and the passage was not very wide, only about five feet, and the height was about a few feet.

Walking up the ladder, feeling the smell of blood as it approached the ground, he finally walked out of the stairs, and at this time, a man came up at the same time.

Lou Yi felt it and found that this person's cultivation was comparable, and the weapon was also a knife, but the knife in this person's hand was a short knife, speaking of which, this short knife was his specialty, but in order to hide his identity, he had to use this long knife.

While he was looking at the other party, the other party was also looking at him, his eyes were very cautious, and Lou Yi found that he had a slave character printed on his forehead, which seemed to be pressed on it with a soldering iron or something.

Countless pairs of eyes were staring at them, they were shouting, and the men and women were shouting as if they were crazy, but he turned a deaf ear to all this, turning a blind eye, and only his opponent in his eyes.

For some reason, he had a premonition that this war slave was by no means simple, and it gave him a sense of danger, maybe his nervousness was faked, in order to paralyze himself, in order to make him careless.

At this time, a voice said, "Night kill for the rest of your life, the battle begins, life or death!"

As soon as the words fell, the other party moved, but unlike most people, the other party did not strike first, but used a short knife to protect himself, and then quickly retreated to the edge of the arena.

The people watching the game made screeching sounds, and Lou Yi had to block these sounds temporarily, he listened to his wheezing, so calm, without the slightest wave.

He stood still, wanting to see what this man called Yu Sheng was capable of, or what he wanted to do......

The other party saw that he did not step forward to attack, and there was obviously a trace of surprise in his eyes, in his impression, as long as he retreated, those people would be eager to kill, so that he could take advantage of his unpreparedness and take his life.

He is not proud of his strength, but of speed, but on the playing field, no one will specifically tell you what kind of spiritual vein he is, all of this needs to be mastered by yourself.

However, the person in front of him was too strange, he didn't do anything, he just looked at himself, which made him feel a little pressure, because the other party was too calm, and his breathing didn't even change a little.

For the rest of his life, he secretly scolded in his heart, such an opponent was the one he was most unwilling to face, and even the most tricky one he thought, but since the other party was unwilling to take the bait, then why should he pretend to be cowardly, let him become careless, and then take his life by surprise.

Cautiously moved forward, with obvious fear in his eyes, and even the hand holding the short knife trembled slightly, no matter how he looked at it, he looked like a weak chicken for the rest of his life at this time.

However, Lou Yi was unmoved, and even closed his eyes in front of him, which made the rest of his life very angry, this bastard called night killing, did not play cards according to the routine at all, and it seemed that he could only be hard.

The figure flashed, and the speed of Yu Sheng increased sharply, like a shadow, and instantly killed in front of Lou Yi, and the audience outside let out a piercing cheer, as if the short knife that Yu Sheng stretched out at this moment had already killed the arrogant guy opposite him.

However, at this moment, Lou Yi's eyes suddenly opened, and the two of them met each other, and Yu Sheng saw that Lou Yi on the other side was actually laughing, and he chuckled in his heart, only to see an orange light flashing.

Obviously, he made the first move, and he used a short knife himself, but why ......?

With puzzlement and doubt, he watched the orange light slash at his brow bone, cut his body, and the scenery in front of him changed, the world split in two, and he fell forever.

Lou Yi shook off the blood on the knife, looked at the corpse that was split in two on the ground, and muttered to himself, "It's too weak......

Looking up, the originally noisy sound suddenly became quiet, this moment the needle drop could be heard, but the next moment it broke out stronger shouts, only this time everyone's excitement fell on the rough man with scars standing in the field.

Lou Yi raised the knife in his hand and laughed insolently, only he turned around and walked back to the reopened tunnel, slowly disappearing from the audience's sight.

Then he won ten battles and ten victories, and all of them were killed with one sword, so the name of killing at night was gradually established, and Lou Yi's goal was slowly approaching, because every time he competed, there would always be people who were silently paying attention to him, and he knew that although these people were different, they all accepted the people of the city lord of Dingjun.

There is an unwritten rule in the slave fighting field, that is, a fighter or fighting slave who has won ten battles will be promoted to a senior fighter exceptionally, can enjoy better treatment, and can freely choose how to fight with the opponent.

In order to achieve his goal as soon as possible, every time he fights, he chooses a battle of life and death, the higher the ranking, the more difficult the battle, but for him, the opponent is still dead with a sword, as if he is invincible in the same rank.

Forty-nine battles were all won, so that the audience in the slave arena witnessed the birth of another strong man, they became fanatical, became worshipping night killing, every night killing, the audience was always full, and even began to appear that it was difficult to find a ticket.

Finally, the fiftieth battle is coming, and the fifty-win game is the process of witnessing a strong man to a legend, because from this moment on, he has to face an opponent who is a small realm higher than himself.

In other words, Lou Yi's next opponent will be the existence of the late stage of the merger......

Habitually stepping on the rotating staircase, he slowly appeared in the sight of everyone, and there were fierce cheers from the crowd, but today was a little different, because only a few of the audience's eyes were looking at him, and more eyes were on his opponent.

Lou Yi raised his eyes and swept to the opposite side, a man of similar body size to him, holding a heavy horse chopping knife in his hand, a hideous scar, from the top of the left head, all the way to the bottom of the right chin, and all the way to the right chest.

The scar was so hideous that even the man's expression was out of his control, his mouth slanted and cracked, revealing a mouth full of yellow teeth, and a little saliva dripping from the corners of his collapsed lips.

This person's eyes are very terrifying, they are a pair of eyes that are accustomed to life and death, he must often face the battle of life and death, and he has long been accustomed to the distance between life and death!

At this moment, he stared at Lou Yi, revealing a hideous and terrifying smile, Lou Yi secretly said in his heart, "It's really different......"

However, the voice of the person who announced the start in the next moment made him cry and laugh a little, because the opponent he was facing at this moment, his name was Scar, the name he wanted to try in the first place, and the person he had seen on the outer wall before entering here.

Lou Yi sighed that fate was so interesting, he didn't expect that he didn't become a scar, but he met this person called Scar, he looked at each other and said with a smile, "We are very fateful!"

Scarface's grinning grin became even more terrifying, and he sarcastically said in a voice that was not very clear, "Four (is)... Is it?"

And at the moment when the battle began, someone suddenly descended on the arena, and a large group of monks surrounded this figure, and the city lord Liu Tang finally couldn't bear it anymore and came here in person.

He was very excited at the moment, and this fight was also arranged by him personally, it stands to reason that a player of Scar's strength already belongs to the top category, and it will never appear in such a situation.

But Liu Tang arranged it like this, because he was so excited at the moment, he seemed to see the second tiger idiot, a dazzling legend, about to be born at this time, if this night kill can kill Scar, then he will personally recruit the other party, give the other party enough benefits, as long as the conditions allow, he can also mention it casually.

It doesn't matter if he fails, Liu Tang has already made a good greeting, so that Scar will not hurt his life, such a good hand, if it takes time, he will be in charge of his existence, for which he can spend a lot of money.

In a word, no matter whether he wins or loses this battle, killing him at night Liu Tang will be decided!

It seems that Lou Yi's purpose has been achieved, but after killing this scar, he already felt it the first time the other party came, and at this moment the corners of his mouth rose slightly, looking at the scar on the opposite side.

"Just let me see how many catties and taels there are in the existence of this top fighter......" he muttered to himself.

The wind rose, the scar knife swept into the wind, and the true yuan force turned into a sandstorm and swept over, Lou Yi raised his knife to resist, feeling the thicker and thicker earth around him, he seemed to understand that this scar held the last kind of earth power, that is, the power of sand and dust.

Coupled with the weapon in the opponent's hand, it is enough to prove that this scar is a monk from Xizhou, and this person is very strong, every grain of sand in this place is enough to penetrate the monk's body, and with the continuous exertion of the opponent's true yuan power, this effect is constantly strengthening.

Just when Lou Yi felt the power of the other party's sand power, Liu Tang's eyebrows slowly frowned, he looked at the sand and dust in the field, and said coldly, "Is this scar tired and crooked, and dares to break its promise to me!"