When Xu Qingfeng entered this gladiatorial arena, the duel between monks and monks on the dueling platform was full text.

The duels in the exotic land and the challenge in the ring of the world of Kyushu are completely different styles.

The people of the Kyushu world usually hide their true faces when they challenge in the ring, but in this duel in Sun City, the two sides show their true colors, and they can kill you to the death on the field, and they are not afraid of retaliation from both sides afterwards.

This is the difference between the civilization of the Kyushu world and the world fragments!

Although the world of Kyushu is also respected by the strong, but the performance is more subtle, but the fragments of this world are more public, no wonder they will appear in broad daylight, snatching the fruits of victory of the victor, but no one dares to stand up and speak up.

This fragment of the world not only worships the power of the strong, but also advocates blood and violence.

The two sides on the dueling table quickly decided the winner, and one of them won ten consecutive victories, so naturally he obtained a rich reward.

Just when Xu Qingfeng thought that he would make persistent efforts and continue to attack upwards and obtain more rewards, he found that the person on the field had changed, so it was certain that the guy who had won ten consecutive victories had withdrawn from the winning streak duel that he had so hard won.

If this person comes to participate in the duel next time, he will have to start all over again, and the gladiatorial arena will not accumulate victories again, and the battle will only be calculated according to the victory or defeat of the day.

As soon as the people around saw the substitution in the dueling arena, they immediately began to shout angrily, for these people who bet outside, it must be much better to bet on a familiar person than on an unfamiliar person.

But Xu Qingfeng thinks that the person who has won ten consecutive victories is definitely a smart guy.

After he won ten consecutive victories and won a huge reward, he must have already caused some people to covet it secretly, if he continued to fight the duel, whether he could achieve a greater victory, not to mention, even if he continued to win, it would definitely cause more people to covet it.

After all, wealth is moving, and the more wealth you have, the more it can cause people to go crazy.

In the end, not only could the other rewards not be kept, but the rewards of the ten consecutive victories could not be kept, and it was suddenly like a dream, just empty joy, and finally made a wedding dress for others.

This time, the man who came on the field did not show his true face like the dueling people in front of him, but was firmly covered by an iron mask, and he still had long iron chains on his hands and feet.

"It's a monk slave. Chen Yi said softly in Xu Qingfeng's ear.

Xu Qingfeng looked at Chen Yi with some surprise, how could there be monk slaves in this monk gladiatorial arena, didn't it mean that only ordinary slaves would appear in the gladiatorial arena?

"How could there be a monk slave in this gladiatorial arena?"

It may be that Xu Qingfeng's voice was too loud and attracted the attention of others, and an old man looked at Xu Qingfeng and asked, "You are the first time to come to our Sun Realm, right?"

Xu Qingfeng nodded subconsciously, and the old man said with a smile: "This is a gladiatorial arena for monks, and of course it is the monk slaves who appear." ”

Xu Qingfeng asked curiously, "Is there a monk himself who is willing to be a slave, or is it a slave monk who has been specially cultivated?"

The old man smiled maliciously and said, "If you are defeated in battle one day, or wait until you go out, and you are quietly taken away and sold, won't you become a slave of monks?

It may be that Xu Qingfeng's appearance is too young, and the appearance he shows is like those people who are just out of the house and don't know the world, so the old man has deep malice towards Xu Qingfeng.

"Boom!"

The old man was suddenly knocked to the ground by a punch, and then He Shengcai and Yi Evil, as well as two subordinates of Tai Yingyue, pounced on the old man at the same time, and after Chen Yi saw this, he also stepped forward to help.

Thinking about it, Chen Yi must have thought that since he begged Xu Qingfeng to accompany him to this gladiatorial arena, then he had already formed an alliance together, and everything should advance and retreat together.

That punch was shot out by He Shengcai, because there had just been a change on the dueling platform now, and there had been no duel yet, so he didn't put his heart on the dueling platform, but was observing the surroundings, and just heard the old man speak disrespectfully to Xu Qingfeng.

"You old bangzi, old coffin plank, old miscellaneous hair, old grandson, old beast, old splash, old pork belly......"

He Shengcai's foul language, and the cursed words of the Kyushu world, came out of his mouth endlessly, and he was stunned when he heard Xu Qingfeng.

He really didn't expect He Shengcai to scold the street, one after another, every sentence does not deviate from the old words, but it will never be repeated.

The old man naturally didn't understand He Shengcai's scolding, and he didn't have time to listen to He Shengcai's scolding, but screamed and rolled on the ground.

When He Shengcai and the others beat this old man, they did not use magic powers, but only relied on their own strength, and only used one percent of their strength.

They didn't want to kill people, but just wanted to teach the old man a lesson, maybe the old man didn't expect that Xu Qingfeng, who was standing quietly watching the duel, was not alone, but had many companions, and they were all very murderous, and they didn't bother to warn at all.

When the old man was beaten by He Shengcai and others, the people next to him hurriedly retreated, for fear of affecting them, and no one stepped forward to dissuade them, even those who had seats above, and they didn't care, which made Xu Qingfeng really feel the ruthlessness and good-looking of foreign civilizations.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Three gongs sounded in a row, and soon a new duel was about to begin.

Xu Qingfeng said to He Shengcai: "Forget the fat man, let him go this time! ”

He Shengcai spit viciously at the old man, and then reluctantly withdrew his hand and scolded: "Dare to offend our boss, grandpa doesn't beat you so that you don't even recognize your parents." ”

When the old man saw He Shengcai and they stopped, he quickly got up and ran out, not even daring to turn his head, for fear that Xu Qingfeng would regret it.

Someone next to him whispered: "This old man seems to be the human trafficker Uraso, who specializes in selling monks as slaves. ”

When Xu Qingfeng turned his head to look at the person who spoke, he saw that the person had already moved his eyes to the dueling table, as if the sentence just now was not what he said.

Thinking that this old man has long been notorious in this gladiatorial arena, and his power is not small, and outsiders dare not mention his name directly.

Xu Qingfeng regretted it a little now, the old man's words just now were definitely not a joke, but he definitely had the idea of taking himself away and selling him as a slave in his heart.

However, Xu Qingfeng sneered at the same time in his heart, the primeval sun god himself has never been afraid, is it possible that he is still afraid of a small slave trader, and if this Uraso does not have long eyes and really provokes himself, let him see his own means.

The monk in the iron mask on the dueling platform had already walked into the arena and made a duel move, but the other side did not show up for a long time.

Just when Xu Qingfeng was a little puzzled, he saw a violent roar coming, and a fierce beast like a lion, but with wings on its back and flames all over its body, rushed out from the other side of the dueling table.

This is a contest between man and beast!