"You dare to stop me, don't you want to be a centurion?" Song Yuchun frantically broke free, but he couldn't break free from the shackles of the ninth powerhouse of the Heavenly Martial Realm.

"Little young master, even if your grandfather is here, he doesn't dare to let you make trouble here, because Marshal Su Mo is probably watching here in the dark. I'm doing this for your own good, and I also have to tell you that whether I can be a centurion or not is only related to my own strength and my military exploits, and has nothing to do with your grandfather. ”

The centurion's words, as well as the fierce expression shown at that time, made Song Yuchun stunned, he had long heard that the Netherworld Army had strict military discipline, not his own family, only if he had status, he could do anything wrong, and a little centurion here dared to teach him a lesson, it was conceivable.

"In addition, I also thought of a way for the little young master, Captain Song Yang is not one of the examiners, you can use his strength to fix this guy after you go in, what do you think?"

"Okay!" Song Yuchun waved his sleeves and glared at Long Chen, and then walked towards the Ghost Colosseum.

All this, Long Chen saw in his eyes.

"Thank you. When signing up, Long Chen said to the centurion.

"If you listen to my advice, don't go in, I saw that you are talented, have great potential, and are only the fourth level of the Tianwu Realm, so I warned you, no matter how good it is in a few years, you will not meet someone like Song Yuchun, and you are also very sure. The centurion glanced at Long Chen, then lowered his head and advised.

"I'm pretty sure right now. Long Chen grinned, and in his smile, he showed a lot of confidence.

"Huh?" The centurion found himself underestimating Long Chen, and from Long Chen's smile and words, he could feel that he seemed to be a very steady teenager who would not make some risky and desperate moves.

After the registration was completed, Long Chen got a number of his own, walked into the ghost Colosseum, and saw that Long Chen was able to enter, many people were a little dumbfounded, they could only say that this guy was too mysterious.

Among the peers, there are many people who have successfully signed up and walked into the Ghost Colosseum together, these teenagers have nervous faces, but they are full of dreams, the Netherworld Army is their dream, after seeing these teenagers, Long Chen suddenly felt very strange.

"Although I'm definitely not as old as them, why do you always have a sense of vicissitudes?"

At this point, Long Chen was quite speechless.

Maybe he has experienced a lot, he takes dreams very lightly, and what urges him to move forward is more responsibility, the responsibility for his father's affection, the responsibility for Lingxi's love, and the responsibility for Brother Mo Xiaowolf. It is these responsibilities that push him forward, not his dreams.

It's like, he never had a dream of his own.

The ghost Colosseum in front of him was an incomparably huge building, Long Chen walked into the tall and empty gate, it was dark inside, and the others, the sound of clattering footsteps resounded through this space, and finally they saw a bright place in front of them, and after walking out of this bright light, Long Chen found that this was just a small door inside the Colosseum.

At the door, there were quite a few Nether Army.

"Rookies, find a seat at random, sit down first, and wait for everyone to come in, and this selection will really begin. ”

Following the orders of these Nether Army, Long Chen sat down on a wooden chair not far away. There are tens of thousands, tens of thousands of seats, and they surround the Colosseum below, which is a flat, wide black earth. There were a lot of fierce beast footprints on it, as well as traces after the battle, and there was a strong smell of blood in the soil, and a trace of blood had dried up, but it could still be seen that it should have been a large pool of blood before.

This means that there are many people or beasts who have died in this place.

The air was filled with a solemn question.

One by one, the preparatory Netherworld Army who participated in the selection came out of the small door and sat down in the seats surrounding the Colosseum, because there were tens of thousands of seats, but now there were only hundreds of people present, and everyone didn't believe each other, and they sat very sparsely for a while, and there was no one within ten meters next to Long Chen.

Long Chen should have come relatively early.

It is estimated that the registration will not close until noon, and the real selection will probably not start until this time.

The Colosseum, as the name suggests, is used to fight fierce beasts, which is also a method of training for the Netherworld, and even ordinary martial artists, Long Chen felt a burst of vibrations on the ground, which can be seen that in this Colosseum, there should be a lot of fierce beasts.

At the same time, there are also combat puppet beasts developed by puppeteers, which also have powerful combat power, and even have the means to stimulate similar combat skills. Among the Nether Army, there are many puppeteers.

Contestants are free to choose their opponents, generally speaking, fierce beasts are more ferocious, while golems are generally super attacked, but more mechanical.

As long as it is recognized by the four examiners, it will be successful.

This selection is estimated to last for several days, so that thousands of people can completely complete the battle, and thousands of fierce beasts or puppet beasts can be taken out, which shows how big this Netherworld Army's handiwork is.

The Netherworld Army will conduct a selection once a month, which is not grand, so there are only four martial artists who are the first in the Divine Martial Realm.

At this time, Long Chen looked at the top of the Colosseum, which was full of Netherworld troops at this time, surrounded by Netherworlds, there were four huge seats, directly in front of the Colosseum, in this position you can be condescending, clearly see every detail of the Colosseum, and at the same time you can release your majesty.

Those four examiners, when they arrive, should be sitting in this position.

It's like the Big Four, giving people a huge deterrent.

The time has not yet come, Long Chen is so bored that he closes his eyes and recuperates, it is really not easy to enter the Netherworld Battlefield once. Time has gradually passed, and there are more and more characters in the Colosseum, many of which have tens of thousands of seats, are almost half full, and there are many people participating in the selection this time. It's probably 5,000 people.

Fortunately, Long Chen chose to come in at the beginning, so that he wouldn't have to wait that long.

As soon as there are many people, the surroundings are much more noisy, although the military discipline of the Netherworld Army is strict, and everyone does not dare to speak, but some subtle conversations can be considered relatively noisy when combined.

It's all about this selection.

"The four examiners in this selection, I heard that they are very strict, all of them are very turned, sometimes even if they perform very perfectly, they can pick out the thorns and brush you down, this time it is even more perverted, there are more than 5,000 people in total, and only 100 people are recruited, doesn't it mean that if you can't kill the opponent in seconds, it's basically impossible to get in?"

"Don't worry too much, five thousand people, the four of them, the selection is the most prominent one hundred people, I believe I have this strength, with my strength, if I can't be selected, there must be an insider, it's a big deal to change the main city, I can still participate." ”

All kinds of discussions filled Long Chen's ears.

"Sure enough, is there Song Yang, the commander of a thousand people, the first in the Shenwu Realm?"

Song Yuchun and Song Yang must be related.

"It seems that this time I have to be the most prominent, otherwise, it is really impossible to go in, and I want to act like everyone else has nothing to say. ”

Long Chen secretly made up his mind.

Among the five thousand people, only one hundred entered, and it was actually quite difficult to meet the taste of those four people, even if it was Long Chen himself, he was not absolutely sure.

Soon, noon had arrived.

"Look, it's that Ye Xuan!" At this moment, a handsome young man, accompanied by several Netherworld Army, came here.

"With his strength, he could have entered the Netherworld Army directly, but he didn't expect to come to participate in the selection. ”

"That's right. I really don't know what this guy thinks, he is in the Divine Martial Realm, and he came to fight with us for that place. ”

"He is using his own strength to prove that he did not come in by relationships, unlike some people, some connections, so he stuffed himself into his eyes, and those who came in by connections will die sooner or later in the cruel competition rules of the Netherworld. ”

"When you say this, I admire this Ye Xuan a little. ”

"Handsome, young, and with a deep background, strong strength and huge potential, this Ye Xuan is simply a perfect person, if I were him, it would be good. ”

"yes, and there is such a perfect sister......"

In the envious eyes of everyone, Ye Xuan casually found a seat, and after sitting down, he didn't say anything, and looked at the Colosseum below with an indifferent face.

From his demeanor, it was completely impossible to tell that he had been fatally attacked and killed last night.

"I don't know who killed Ye Xuan, who killed him that day?" Long Chen glanced over there.

At this moment, an old man wearing an ordinary Netherworld Battle Armor sat down next to Ye Xuan, this old man was a little strange, Long Chen looked at it a little, and determined that this guy should have the strength of the Divine Martial Realm, and it was not only the first in the Divine Martial Realm.

His feelings have always been very keen, and by comparing Ye Xuan with this old man, he can roughly determine it.

Ye Xuan, the old man, talked, with a faint smile on his face.

"This old man must be a high-ranking figure of the Netherworld Army who came to watch, and he should be a 10,000-strong commander, commanding 10,000 Netherworld Army. ”

Ten thousand Heavenly Martial Realm powerhouses above the seventh level can do a lot of things in the entire Netherworld.