"Is it a pity?" Mu Chen smiled evilly, looked at Meng Feiting on the side and said: "To deal with this kind of wolf-hearted person, God will bless me, I think it will definitely not be me who dies in this scene!"

Mu Chen saw the rules of gladiatorial fighting clearly, and he had full confidence in himself, believing that he would definitely be able to kill Fang Leng. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Meng Feiting was very displeased, who would dare to contradict him like this among the people present? When he was about to get angry, Qin Qi stretched out his hand to stop him, and smiled at Mu Chen: "It's good that the little brother has this confidence, I wish the little brother a victory!"

The two chatted briefly, but they were all inconsequential topics. It didn't take long to hear a voice from outside the gladiatorial arena, the last gladiatorial fight had ended, and the next one, which was also the last one today, would be Mu Chen and Fang Leng!

"Brother Qin, I'll leave first, if I'm free in the future, I'll talk to you later!" Seeing that he was going to participate in this gladiatorial fight, Mu Chen got up and hugged his fists at Qin Qi and said.

Qin Qi smiled, also stood up and hugged his fist at Mu Chen and saluted: "I hit it off with my little brother at first sight, if the little brother returns victoriously, I will be the east, please be sure to appreciate the face of the little brother when the time comes!"

"It must be!" Mu Chen said casually, not taking it seriously, turned his head and said to the gladiatorial monk outside the rest area: "This big brother, in the next gladiatorial fight of mine, can I bet myself?"

Mu Chen still has more than 100 spirit stones in his bag, if he loses, he will die, these spirit stones are useless, if he wins, he can double the spirit stones in his hand, why not?

"Yes, but you can only buy it yourself!" replied the monk.

This is the usual rule of the gladiatorial arena, and the monks who participate in the gladiatorial fight can only buy their own wins when placing bets, so as to avoid some people colluding to defraud the gladiatorial arena of gambling funds.

"Nonsense, of course I won by myself! How can a shameless person like this be my opponent?" Mu Chen flicked his sleeves and said with a big grin. When going to bet, don't forget to give Fang Leng a provocative look!

"Boy, you humiliated me in front of me three or four times, and I will make you die an ugly death later!" Fang Leng stood up suddenly, finally unable to bear Mu Chen's humiliation, stared at him with a grim face, and said viciously.

From the moment he first met him, Mu Chen had been talking about words like shameless and wolf-hearted, perhaps because what Mu Chen said was the truth, which made Fang Leng even more annoyed.

"You think too highly of yourself, you are a slut, you are not worthy of my humiliation, I am just stating a fact! Pushing your own life-saving benefactor and junior sister into the enemy's sword is only a shameless bastard like you can do it!"

Mu Chen said lightly while cleaning up all his spirit stones with the Qiankun bag.

Everyone's eyes were focused on these two people, and death fights rarely appeared in the gladiatorial arena, after all, life would of course be more important than spirit stones.

Every death match is often mixed with personal grievances, and obviously Mu Chen and Fang Leng are no exception.

After Mu Chen said this, everyone looked at Fang Leng's expression and became different from usual. A person who assassinates his life-saving benefactor must not have deep friendships. If you are with this kind of person, who knows if you will be stabbed in the back by this kind of person when you encounter danger in the future?

Whether it is a wicked person or a good person, they are extremely disgusted by this kind of person who stabs him in the back.

Fang Leng had a gloomy face, and after snorting coldly, he sat down. At this moment, there is no point in arguing between words, it is better to recharge your energy and wait for the gladiatorial battle to come out again!

"Interesting!" Qin Qi smiled slightly, and said again: "I also buy a thousand spirit stones, buy Mu Chen's little brother Sheng!"

He didn't say anything about buying it himself, but turned his head to Meng Feiting and said, "Feiting, don't you buy some?"

"This..." Seeing Qin Qi's gaze, Meng Feiting looked very hesitant, but in the end he gritted his teeth and said to the people outside: "I will also buy two hundred spirit stones, buy Mu Chen's little brother Sheng!"

It's a matchup of disparities. Mu Chen has been tested, but he is only the ninth layer of Qi Gathering, and he has not yet built a foundation, in the face of Fang Leng, who has already built a foundation, no one will be optimistic about him, in fact, in everyone's opinion, Mu Chen's death has become a foregone conclusion!

It's just that Qin Qi asked like this, but Meng Feiting didn't want to brush Qin Qi's intentions, so he had to symbolically take out two hundred spirit stones and buy Mu Chensheng.

He didn't have any hope of winning, he just had fun with Qin Qi!

Mu Chen looked at the gambling ticket in his hand and solemnly hid it in the Qiankun bag. This is all his belongings, and the principal alone has one hundred and thirty-eight spirit stones.

In the last game, the information of him and Fang Leng had already been announced. Because there are too few people who are optimistic about him, the gambling capital of the two is about one to ten, and with the increase of gambling money, this proportion is still expanding.

If he wins, this bet ticket will become 1,380 spirit stones, which is a huge amount for Mu Chen.

After the last game, there will be a break. This time is reserved for the audience to slowly reminisce about the gladiatorial fight just now, and it is also time to place bets on the next gladiatorial fight.

When Mu Chen, Qin Qi and the others made bets, the commentator shouted outside: "The next person to appear is Fang Leng, the foundation building monk, and his challenger, the Qi Gathering Monk Mu Chen!"

The two of them, led by the gladiatorial monks, walked to the two ends of the rest area. The two ends are connected to the two passages in the arena to ensure that the two do not engage in body language on the way through.

When both of them disappeared into the passage, Meng Feiting was slightly puzzled and asked, "Big brother, who are you?"

Qin Qi naturally knew what Meng Feiting wanted to say, and he explained lightly: "Don't be deceived by Mu Chen's appearance, this person looks very arrogant, but he is actually quite scheming. Before the gladiatorial fight, he deliberately provoked the opponent, and being impetuous is a taboo in battle!"

Meng Feiting nodded slightly, he agreed with this, but in his opinion, the difference in strength between the two was too great, even if these small means that could increase the probability of victory were used, they might not be able to turn the tide of the battle.

"All we can see is something on the bright side, although Mu Chen is young, but I can be sure that he is by no means the kind of reckless person, since he dares to take the initiative to challenge Fang Leng, he must be somewhat sure!

Qin Qi's face was calm and he talked eloquently. He didn't know why Mu Chen had so much confidence and dared to challenge someone who was a big realm higher than him, but he vaguely felt that Mu Chen might not lose this time in the gladiatorial battle.

After listening to Qin Qi's words, Meng Feiting didn't think so. He never believed that a Qi Gathering Cultivator could kill a Foundation Building Cultivator, the level of the Immortal Cultivation Realm was divided after countless years, and the crushing of the level, how could it be said that it would be broken if it was broken.

"If he wins, is Big Brother planning to invite him to join us?" Meng Feiting stood behind Qin Qi and asked again.

"Yes!" Qin Qi didn't hesitate, and immediately said: "No matter what means he is hiding, as long as he wins, I will invite him to a banquet;

The rules of deathmatch are that one party must die before it is over. Defeat means death, Qin Qi is just the first time he has met Mu Chen, although he admires him a little, but he is not talking about anything to avenge Mu Chen.

Mu Chen walked slowly forward in the passage, it was already afternoon at this moment, and the sun was still a little dazzling when it shone. When he came out of the passage, he saw that the ground of the gladiatorial arena was covered with thick yellow sand, and the audience in the stands was crowded and dense, but it was not as fanatical as when Qin Qi and Meng Feiting came out.

He walked forward in the yellow sand, staring at the young man in brocade in front of him. When he was about to arrive at the center, he looked up at the stands and noticed the worried look on Su Yun's face from a distance.

Mu Chen smiled at her reassuringly, turned his head again, and looked at Fang Leng again. There was a sneer on the corner of his mouth, as if when he saw Fang Leng, he sincerely felt disdainful.

On the other hand, Fang Leng looked pale. From the moment he saw Mu Chen, he was also extremely disgusted with this person. Although there is no such thing as reputation in the gladiatorial arena, it was only one day, and it was revealed by Mu Chen several times, which had to make him furious!

"This is the last battle of the day, the two sides have signed a contract of life and death, and the death of either person has nothing to do with the others!" After the two stood still, the narrator said loudly to the audience.

When Mu Chen and the others saluted the narrator, the narrator said loudly: "Prepare for the gladiatorial fight, now..."