"Name?"

Ruan Zun thought for a moment and filled in the three words "Ruan Xiaoer" on the register. Pen~Fun~Ge www.biquge.info Although his sense of identity with these three words is getting weaker and weaker, these three words are the most important fate for him to come to this continent of gods and demons.

"Age?"

"Fourteen, oh no, fifteen. "Give yourself a year of fiction.

"Origin?"

"Jeju, Shandong. ”

"Spiritual cultivation?"

"Junior Spiritualist. ”

"Oh yes, this, I'm going to have to take a spiritual test later. What is the weapon of the Good Messenger?"

"Sword, long sword. ”

Steward Chen filled in a few options on the register slightly, and finally his face became solemn, and he said: "There is a required item, that is, if you die in the fighting beast, who to contact, who will take over the property after death, and who will receive the pension. ”

Seeing that he said solemnly, several figures quickly appeared in Ruan Zun's mind. His parents died early, he had no brothers, and his daughter-in-law and girlfriend only existed in his imagination. I really have to think about who the beneficiary of this accident insurance is. Ruan Xiaowu and Ruan Xiaoqi, the two clan brothers? No, it's too cheap for them. A few acquaintances of his colleague Lu Huzi, who had been with Taiwei Hong for several years, such as Weng Qingxin, Zhao Zhizhao, and Zhong Xiu, may not be able to look at his own things.

He closed his eyes slightly, and his mind was filled with the beautiful fairy-like figure. I smiled bitterly again, is a person like me worthy of thinking about such a fairy? Even if I think about it, it will be a stain on her.

In the end, I wrote a long line on that column and completed the formalities.

"Ugh. Steward Chen took the register, and the expression on his face was very exciting, "Little brother, what do you mean that all the belongings after death will be replaced with roast chicken and fine wine, and put them in the back mountain of Longhu Mountain to support the spirit beasts guarding the mountain, a fierce tiger and a big white snake?"

"Why don't you leave it alone, can you do it?" asked Ruan Zun.

"Do your best. Steward Chen was speechless.

Ruan Zun asked again: "Do you have to ask this question again when every beastfighting spirit is registered?

"It's not high, it's half and half. When Steward Chen said this, he saw Ruan Zun's face dark.

Whether he is too impulsive or not, it was originally in the spirit of exercising himself, not later, the exercise was not successful, but became a snack for the spirit beast.

In the end, however, he signed his name on the register and completed the formalities. After registering, he received a token symbolizing the identity of the Beastfighter, and he officially became a junior Beastfighter in the Colosseum of Shinshu City. Steward Chen gave him some more words, and asked him to go around and visit on his own. A creature of the rudimentary rank is not worthy of the Colosseum's care.

Thinking about the words of Steward Chen just now, Ruan Zun first came to the audience at the Colosseum. It is a huge hall-like place, fan-shaped, with hundreds of seats on one side of the outside and a huge fine iron cage in the center. At this time, in the cage, a colosse was being played.

The spirit who went out to fight was the same junior spirit who also wore a goblin mask, leather armor, and a fine iron sword. This is the standard equipment of the Beastfighter at the junior spirit level.

His opponent was a huge jackal the size of a big bull, and in appearance, it looked similar to an ordinary mad dog, but the claws and teeth were sharper, and the long canine teeth were half a foot long, shining with a sharp edge exposed outside the lips. On its limbs and toes, it has sharp claws like tigers and wolves, which make people feel frightened when they look at it. The skin on its body is very thick at first glance, like rhinoceros skin armor, indicating that its defense power should not be underestimated.

The jackal's eyes glowed red, and he stared at his opponent fiercely. As a wise person, it knows that the outcome of this competition is either to be sliced into a dog meat hot pot by itself, or to turn the other party into human meat buns. Therefore, it is natural to do our best to survive.

Although it was only a lowest-level first-order spirit beast, it was still raised, not from the wild, and Ruan Zun was still taken aback by this image. This is a jackal, it looks more fierce than a tiger.

When Ruan Zun arrived, one man and one beast had already fought for several rounds, all of which were mainly based on testing the virtual and the real, and there was no direct fighting, so it was not too late. Looking at the battle card next to him, the name of the junior spirit warrior was Zhuang Siping, and two stars were drawn next to his name, indicating that he had defeated two first-order spirit beasts.

There are two people behind him whispering comments, talking about the origin of this Zhuang Siping. This person is a young master of the Xinzhou Chengbei Yiqiang Gang, and he has perfected his swordsmanship. Due to the previous good record and winning both games, the betting market was more balanced, basically five or five. But both men bet a hundred taels of gold on him to win.

In the huge beast cage, one man and one beast took a look at each other again, swapping positions.

This made many of the audience dissatisfied, and some of them booed. Everyone comes here to see wonderful fighting scenes, not to see hide and seek.

Zhuang Siping also felt the atmosphere outside the court, shook the iron long sword, stepped up sideways, and the long sword slashed directly under the neck of the jackal spirit beast.

The lower part of the neck is the vital point, and if the blood vessels here are severed, it will immediately collapse.

"Saved!" the jackal stretched out his claws and scratched his sword, and forcibly blocked the sword, and the claws and swords intersected, and a spark burst out.

Zhuang Siping put away his sword, changed his moves, and scattered a few sword flowers, and the tip of the sword pierced the jackal's eyes, which was still the key point.

"Good!" someone in the audience applauded.

The jackal snorted, opened its bloody mouth, "Bang!" and stubbornly bit the sword body. The strain speed of this bite was very fast, Zhuang Siping was caught off guard, and he drew his sword, but the sword did not move in the jackal's mouth.

"Ahh

At this time, the jackal's hind legs have already kicked out. On these two feet, the claws are like sharp blades, if they are solid, they have to draw a few deep wounds on Zhuang Siping's body.

Helpless, he had to let go of his sword, flew and jumped, leaned against the cage wall, and waited for the battle.

The two people behind Ruan Zun had already stood up, their faces full of anxiety, and they couldn't stop shouting. One of them said angrily: "This vicious dog is obviously just a first-order spirit beast that has been raised, why does it have such a quick reaction and strength?

Ruan Zun's heart was also pounding, and he couldn't help but wonder if he had a chance of winning if he was fighting against this jackal. In the end, I was disappointed to find that if I played, I would inevitably suffer more. Even if you use the calming technique and fix it for three breaths, if you are soft and don't grasp the timing well, you may not be able to win.

In the cage, the jackal threw the long sword far behind him, snorted, and slowly approached Zhuang Siping.

Zhuang Siping's face was ugly, he suddenly sank, his spiritual power was transported on his fist, and he shouted violently, and a huge spiritual fist phantom was formed on his fist, and he hit the jackal in the head with a punch!

This punch has a good momentum, if it can be hit on the head, I am afraid that it can also cause a certain amount of vertigo. The strange thing is that the jackal's agility was far beyond his expectations, but it just flashed sideways, kicked onto the cage wall, not only dodged the fist, but also pounced with the power of the rebound of the cage wall.

"Huh!" Zhuang Siping's chest suddenly appeared five blood marks, and blood gushed out. His originally calm reaction finally changed, he tore off his mask, desperately threw himself on the cage wall, slapped the fine iron cage wall, and panicked to the people outside for help: "Help me, help, save me!"

His young face was now full of horror, even slightly deformed.

Many of the audience had unbearable looks on their faces, but since they came here to watch the battle, they were prepared for such an ending. And the rules here are also clear to everyone.

Since the life and death certificate has been signed, no one will interfere with the life and death in the cage.

No one moved half a step, and the hundreds of people present were as dead as wood.

At this time, the jackal roared up, and its open mouth bit the back of Zhuang Siping's neck from behind!