Why go to the arena, wouldn't it be better to go to a secluded place with no rules and regulations?

It may not be a good place for the arena, but there are endless monks here to supply him with the Kongtong Seal to improve his strength.

"You're going to fight to the death?" In a small dark room, the thin man questioned him suspiciously.

Ning Mu nodded, he had remained silent since he entered the arena. As for the makeup that should hide his face, he has never put it on.

The thin man looked at him strangely, recorded a few strokes with a flashing pen in his hand, and asked, "Name?"

"Ning Mu. "He gave his real name. The thin man paused with a pen in his hand, and said with a somewhat gloomy face: "Boy, don't be kidding, how can anyone in the arena use his real name?"

"Why can't you use your real name?" he couldn't figure out. In this world, hundreds of people fall every day, and the people who call Ning Mu are even more numerous, maybe, he will leave this world quietly one day, and no one knows.

The thin man doesn't talk nonsense anymore, he just remembers things, and it doesn't matter to him if he gets into trouble. Ning Mu took the jade plaque he handed over, and left with no expression on his hard face.

Coming to this life-and-death battle ring, the smell of blood in the air and the strange smell of women's rouge powder running-in, countless people let out deafening excited screams, blood and flesh flew in the ring, and everything touched Ning Mu's nerves all the time.

"Three, two, one and one army!" After a few games, a certain party in the ring shouted Ning Mu's code name, he jumped alone, and got into the ring full of rough and trapped formations, and in front of him, there was a big man with ten layers of condensation, and his fine flesh looked very explosive.

Boom! The roar was deafening at this moment. Countless people shouted, "Kill him, kill him!"

Ning Mu raised his eyebrows, his eyes focused on the big man's contemptuous gaze, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but outline a faint smile, yes, kill that little Misan!

Boom! Dancing in the body, Ning Mu's most junior palm thunder was dazzling and abnormal at this moment, and with a popping sound, in an instant, the big man's pupils shrank, and instantly shattered into flesh and blood sprayed all over the sky!

The silence of the audience, the silence of death!

A wisp of blood qi was absorbed by Ning Mu, and through the Kongtong seal, his strength rose faintly again, and his true qi was even more condensed!

This is the stage that belongs to the realm of condensation, and it also belongs to Ning Mu's slaughterhouse alone, in less than half an hour, after fifty consecutive victories, he has obtained 1,275 lower grade spirit stones.

And most of the time is wasted on receiving spirit stones.

In a hidden room, a very feminine-looking young man smiled sneeringly: "It's the first time I've seen a monk who is more interested in killing than in spirit stones. ”

At the other end, on a seat somewhere, a fat man with a smile like a Maitreya Buddha fiddled with a bronze jade tripod and said lightly: "Young master, this person is going to make us lose a lot of spirit stones in the boxing arena tonight." ”

Although he said this, he didn't care in his tone, looking at the smiling appearance, as if he was only focused on the bronze jade tripod.

"Yes. The feminine boy chuckled. Ning Mu, who had received the fiftieth spirit stone under the ring, jumped into the ring, but the boiling voice was still at this time. A middle-aged man with a giant knife in his hand, a bare upper body, and a rough body, walked over with a sinister aura that could not be concealed.

Ning Mu raised his eyebrows, this middle-aged man's cultivation was quite high, and he had actually reached the tenth layer of the foundation, and he didn't want to fight to the death. As he expected, the middle-aged man hugged him and said, "I don't know if Mr. Ning is interested in participating in the life-and-death battle of the foundation level, but the reward for the base level can be doubled for Mr. Ning." ”

The audience was in an uproar!

The reward for building the base level starts with five, multiplied, if Ning Mu wins ten games in a row, then the reward of the spirit stone can be called terrifying. But everyone knows that Ning Mu, this young man with the same batch of dark horses will not agree, and it is very likely that he will fight against the monks of the Great Perfection of the Foundation with the cultivation of the tenth layer of condensation, this is not a head to make Xiu Wow?

Seeing the silent Ning Mu, Dahan seemed to be expecting, but he didn't say it in advance, and said: "In addition, as long as Mr. Ning agrees to this condition, this boxing stadium will reward one hundred spirit stones first, and Mr. Ning's winning streak can continue." ”

There was an uproar in the field again, Ning Mu was also moved, and promised to win a game, which would be seven hundred and sixty-six spirit stones. And for the kindness of this boxing field, Ning Mu still has to think about whether he is the opponent of the Great Perfection of the Foundation?

The silence in the field could be heard as Ning Mu, who seemed to be unable to speak, nodded or shook his head, but in the end, he still nodded, and retreated a few meters away from the big man in one step!

Boom! The big man, who had been cultivating to be almost suppressed, suddenly burst out, and the huge knife in his hand, accompanied by the tense muscles of his whole body, slashed down at it!

A vast wave of heat swept in, and the rough defense and prohibition of this ring flickered again and again, as if it was impossible to parry, and under this knife, the heat wave enveloped the entire ring like an area attack!

Ning Mu was like a swaying lonely boat, swaying in the waves, but his eyes were full of brilliance, this big man's technique, under his incomparably condensed true qi now, was full of loopholes.

"It's too scattered...... Ning Mu shook his head, the thunder in his hand soared, and under the surprised gaze of everyone, it turned into a thunderbolt and shot towards the vast sword wave!

Rumble!

The sword wave was defeated, the big man's pupils shrank, and he was directly blown away by Ning Mu's punch!

But before it was over, Ning Mu immediately stepped on the ground, rushed up, pinched the trick in his hand, the long sword flew out, faintly flickering, and the wind blade was slashed out by him!

Ning Mu fell to the ground, and a vast and incomparably pure blood qi was absorbed by him violently. The blood qi in his body suddenly surged, and the true qi was suddenly suppressed to the extreme, Ning Mu's eyes widened, and his body was about to explode, and there were cracks all over his body, and blood was dripping for a while.

Ning Mu's heart beat violently, he stepped down and received the more than seven hundred spirit stones, and his body kept running the healing technique, so he left this place in everyone's field of vision. "The body, it seems that it can't bear such a pure true qi......"

defeated the big man, Ning Mu had to say that it was still luck, if it was really a blow with strength, he might not even be able to catch a big man's punch. Even now, with the true qi that has been condensed to the extreme in his current physique, he can't defeat that big man.

Cultivation, the gap is too big!

What disappointed Ning Mu was that in such a large arena, among the more than fifty monks, there was not even a single true fire and true water monk, and even that rough man was a fire attribute spirit root, and he couldn't talk about the level of true fire at all.

"Young master, he seems to be injured. The fat man of Maitreya Buddha smiled and still looked at the bronze jade tripod and said lightly.

"Hmph. The feminine man's breath sank, and a killing intent flashed in his eyes, "I just wanted to teach him a lesson, but I never thought that this son would be able to kill the tiger and let me lose a general." The tens of thousands of spirit stones that I lost, I will definitely let him return it a hundred times!"

Ning Mu's profit is only a small part, and it is those crazy gamblers who really account for a lot of profits. If it weren't for Ning Mu's miraculous victory over the rugged man in the last game, maybe, this boxing arena would be difficult to operate in just one night.

"Viper ......," the feminine man said in an arrogant and flirtatious tone, and in a dark corner, a bewitching woman with a face that could not be seen clearly appeared.

"Go and bring back the corpse of Na Ning Mu to Young Master Ben. ”