Unlike the gladiatorial fight between Qin Qi and Meng Feiting, the stands were extremely noisy and seemed very casual. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

This time the battle between Mu Chen and Fang Leng, from the information, shows that Fang Leng has an absolute advantage, the realm of the two is too far apart, for this group of gamblers, it is as simple as picking up spirit stones, there is no suspense at all.

Of course, there are also a very small number of people who buy the unpopular, and among these very few people, the vast majority of them are people who lose the red eye.

They just hope for what happens, anyway, there are not many spirit stones in their hands anymore, so it's better to buy an unpopular one, in case there is any accident in this game, and earn back the spirit stones they lost before!

"Do it, lest you say I'm bullying you!" Mu Chen crossed his waist with one hand, touched his chin with the other, and shook his legs diagonally, just like an old man who was about to clean up a roadside stall in the market!

In Fang Leng's eyes, Mu Chen's appearance was undoubtedly no different from an idiot! It's just that his realm was originally higher than Mu Chen, and if he had to deal with someone like Mu Chen, he would have to make a move first, just afraid that it would make people laugh.

When Mu Chen looked at the stands just now, his gaze also looked over. As he had expected, after escaping by himself in Mingyue Lake, Su Yun did not die in the hands of the Demon Cloud Sect, but survived intact.

In front of Su Yun, it is even more impossible for him to show weakness in momentum, if he makes the first move, he will not be able to show how idiotic Su Yun is such a stunned young man.

He hugged his flying sword and sneered: "A fool like you, don't say you're the only one, even if you come to ten together, you won't be my opponent!

The gap between the two is huge, and it seems to everyone that it is. When Mu Chen heard the other party's words, he lost his ruffian appearance just now, and walked towards Fang Leng with a cold snort.

Fang Leng smiled disdainfully at Mu Chen's approach, no matter what, the other party was just a Qi Gathering Realm cultivator, this was a fact that could not be changed, in the face of absolute cultivation superiority, he believed that no matter what means the other party had, there was nothing to fear.

When the distance between the two was still a zhang, Mu Chen took out the iron rod from the Qiankun bag, such a close distance was an advantage for a physical cultivator, he jumped suddenly, the whole person soared in the air, and the iron rod in his hand smashed towards Fang Leng hard!

Bang...

A sound of tapping metal sounded, and I saw that in front of Fang Leng's body, a metal shield with a diameter of more than one meter blocked in front of him, and on that metal shield, there was also a hideous dragon head wrinkled and shining in the sun!

Fang Leng inherited the cultivation technique of Falling Cloud Peak, he was the purest gold-type cultivator, this system's use of magic weapons was the highest among the five elements, and it was also a shield spell, and the shields of gold-type cultivators were often stronger than the defenses of other systems!

Mu Chen's powerful stick did not hurt Fang Leng, under this violent metal knocking sound, everyone quickly covered their ears, if it weren't for the fact that the gladiatorial arena was still a certain distance from the stands, I was afraid that this metal hiss would have to deafen the ears of those who had cultivated to inferiority!

Fang Leng had never taken Mu Chen seriously, to him, Mu Chen was just a clown who jumped off the beam, and there was nothing to be afraid of at all.

When Mu Chen's stick attacked, he didn't resist with all his strength, so that under this stick, he retreated again and again, and finally fell to the ground with a sonorous bang, although he was not injured, he was very embarrassed!

"Bastard, what are you doing..."

"Fang Leng, you idiot stand up and fight..."

There was a burst of scolding from the stands, in their opinion, Fang Leng's winning rate in this gladiatorial battle was already nine out of ten, but they didn't expect that this had just begun, just because Fang Leng's arrogance was so embarrassed, this had to make the people in the stands indignant!

Fang Leng died or not, it didn't have much to do with these people, for them, even if Fang Leng died, it didn't matter, the key was that they pressed the spirit stone on this bastard, if they lost, they had to turn out Fang Leng's ancestors for eight generations and scold them!

Mu Chen struck a blow and sneered in his heart. His physical cultivation has reached the quenching bone realm, even if he fights hard, he is not afraid at all, he is very glad that the gladiatorial arena has never appeared physical cultivation, so that the inspectors of the gladiatorial arena only check the immortal cultivation realm!

At the moment when Fang Leng fell to the ground, Mu Chen was unforgiving, and the whole person jumped over again, and the long stick in his hand was danced by him, even though Fang Leng had a shield in his hand and did not suffer much damage, but under Mu Chen's fierce attack, his tiger mouth also shook and his hand bones cracked.

Mu Chen's physical strength is too strong, as if he is a monster with natural divine power. And this gladiatorial fight became funny in the eyes of the audience in the stands, and the battle between the two immortal cultivators turned out to be like a fight between gangsters in the market.

The most terrible thing is that it is a Qi Gathering Monk, holding an inconspicuous black iron rod, constantly hitting the body of a foundation building monk, this scene can no one imagine!

"There is a shady scene, it must be Fang Leng, this bastard is poor and crazy, and he deliberately released water..."

"That's right, we have to return the spirit stone, this game doesn't count!"

A large crowd shouted, shouting at the gladiatorial monks who maintained order. Only a small number of people covered their mouths and snickered, they were all people who bought Mu Chen to win, looking at this situation, it seems that they bought the right one!

Mu Chen didn't have the strength to fight back against Fang Leng, and suddenly, thirty-six runes rushed out of his body, surrounding the two of them, and when everyone thought that Fang Leng might be about to turn back, a large amount of mist suddenly emerged from these thirty-six runes, completely covering Mu Chen and Fang Leng's bodies!

Boom

There was a sound of metal pounding in the fog, and this gladiatorial fight was the most boring in history, because except for the initial contact like a gangster fight, all the audience could see was a fog, and they couldn't see the fight inside.

The unpleasant sound of metal percussion came, which was even more uncomfortable, but when I heard the rhythmic metal percussion sound inside, most of the people who bought the party and won coldly fell to the bottom.

This sound lasted for a long time, and Mu Chen, who was in the mist, gradually put away the mist. When their figures were revealed, all the audience stared at the two people in the field in disbelief!

Fang Leng still fell to the ground and did not get up to fight Mu Chen. On his body, a very ornate and large shield obscured his entire body, and his body curled up in a ball. Because of the resistance of this shield, he was like a turtle with a shrunken head at this time, and he did not move.

As for Mu Chen, he was sitting cross-legged on the ground, holding an iron rod in one hand, and tapping the shield in front of him rhythmically, and with his other hand, he grabbed a handful of chestnuts from the Qiankun bag from time to time, and after each stroke, he put one in his mouth, looking leisurely!

Many of the spectators present were old fritters in the gladiatorial arena, and this kind of gladiatorial scene, let alone seen it, was even more unheard of before. Is this a fucking gladiatorial fight? It's like a half-grown kid playing a boring game!

"Retreat Stone..."

"Fang Leng, you bastard, get out..."

When the first person shouted, most of them became angry and furious. If they had fought with real knives and guns, it would be nothing if they lost, but this funny scene really made them unacceptable!

However, Fang Liang, who was under the shield, didn't think so, Mu Chen's seemingly random knock was actually powerful, and whenever he wanted to turn over, he was knocked to the ground by this force.

The sound of the iron rod and shield striking was particularly uncomfortable for him, and his ears were buzzing, and even his head was dizzy from the sound, and he couldn't gather his spirit to cast any spells.

It was as if he had entered a dead loop, and he could only save his life under this shield, unable to break free from Mu Chen's suppression.