In the ninth year of Qingli, spring.

The drizzle of cool spring rain fell all night.

Fang Ark walked out of the extremely dilapidated house and struggled to buckle the rusty iron lock.

Walk out of the foul-smelling alleyway, step into the dirty streets of slums where sewage accumulates, and rats can be seen everywhere. Small vendors are crowded on both sides, and hawking sounds are endless.

"Ao!"

A deafening sound exploded in my ears.

Fang Ark looked up and saw that the entire sky was dark. It was a giant flying beast with dark scales, covering the huge and intimidating body. Every inch of flesh and blood exuded a fear that made the soul tremble.

Spread your wings and cover the sky and the sun.

On the back of this dragon, there are brightly lit palaces and towers.

It swept over the Jiufang City Village at a low altitude, bringing a roar of dragons. At the lowest point, it is even less than 100 meters away from the roof of a high building. If it stands on a high building, it seems to be within reach.

Based on the memory of this body, Fang Ark knew that such a terrifying existence was called Feilong, which was a means of transportation that was forcibly promoted and popularized by the powerful people of the tribe after breaking the portal of the human race.

The flying dragon goes away, and the dragon roar disappears.

The human race in the city, shocked by the dragon's power, pressed fear into his heart, became noisy again, and ran around for life.

Fang Ark looked around and was in a daze. He had been traveling to this world for a month, but he still couldn't adapt.

This is a bizarre world.

Humans, gods, immortals, demons, and other races have their own survival domains.

The human race lives within the human race realm, and there is a unified human race dynasty and the Daqing Dynasty.

Daqing has been in power for 900 years since its founding of the destruction of the previous dynasty. Because of the lessons of the destruction of the previous dynasty, he knew the terror of warriors and was afraid of being overthrown by force again, so he started the dynasty emperor to carry out the "burning books and slaughtering martial arts" measures.

He destroyed countless secret books on martial arts, and the emperor of the dynasty led a large army to destroy many martial arts sects.

Subsequently, Emperors of Daqing successively promulgated the ban on martial arts, and in addition to the royal family, practicing martial arts violated the law.

And advocate literature and develop business.

The ban on martial arts lasted for 800 years, and folk martial arts did not exist, which was rare for warriors.

Because of the ban on martial arts, there are fewer things to violate the ban with martial arts, and the dynasty will rule the world and the country will be prosperous and the people will be safe.

However, until a hundred years ago...

Outside the human domain.

The tribes led by gods, immortals and demons went through decades of temptations, and finally used terrible power to force the self-proclaimed portal of the human race domain and invaded the human territory on the grounds of developing racial trade.

The warriors of the Daqing royal family were defeated like a mountain.

All prosperity is in vain.

...

Jiufang City Village is divided into inner and outer cities.

The outer city is a slum, while the inner city is the residence of the rich and foreign races.

The ark passed through the slums in the outer city and embarked on the slightly tidy bluestone road.

After passing through the sentry posts of the inner and outer cities, verifying their identity, and walking towards the inner city.

Soon, the ark came to a huge ring-shaped building. The building was huge and exquisite, with red paint painted on the building walls, carved railings, black tiles, and flying eaves and corners.

Looking from above and from a bird's eye view, it looks like a stadium.

Of course, a more vivid description is similar to the medieval Colosseum.

Facing the invasion of alien races such as gods, demons, monsters, and immortals, the army formed by Daqing royal warriors was defeated continuously, and finally chose to lift the ban on martial arts and restore freedom of martial arts practice.

After the "Fighting Arena" resumed its freedom to practice martial arts, it grew up like mushrooms in various states and cities.

The original intention is to quickly develop human martial arts.

However, due to the successive military policies issued by the court and the intervention of foreign powers, the development of the martial arts arena went astray, and finally became a casino where high officials and powerful men and foreign merchants bet on martial arts to make money.

And Fang Ark's identity is a servant in this martial arts arena.

He is responsible for serving tea, water, applying ice and medicine to the martial artists who practice boxing, and sometimes he also plays a guest appearance in the work of throwing corpses, and can receive some extra hard money.

As for the thrown corpses, some were warriors who died in the ring, some were gamblers who were beaten to death after owing debts, and some even smokers who sucked "Furong Fairy Ointment" in the martial arts field.

After passing through the bright passage inlaid with luminous crystal stones, after screening them layer by layer, he entered the Jiufang City Village Fighting Arena.

There are boxing rings of various levels in the martial arts arena, and dense audiences are surrounded by them.

The noisy screams, as well as the pungent smell of smoke and alcohol, make people feel a splitting headache.

However, after working in this martial arts arena for a month, Ark gradually adapted to this bad environment.

...

...

Yellow letter No. 89 boxing ring.

Under the boxing ring, Fang Ark possessed slightly, with a white cloth towel on his shoulders, and a wooden barrel full of ice and water in his hand. His pupils were tightened, his muscles were tight, and he always maintained a charge posture.

On the boxing ring, two warriors fought with their hands, their flesh fists and their lips and teeth stained with blood.

The hair soaked in sweat, the blood that shot, and the roar when he fisted.

Cruel, passionate, and shocking.

The Ark's eyes moved slightly, surrounding the boxing ring. Not far away was the separated audience seat. The audience was crowded with people. The audience was holding gambling tickets in their hands, with red eyes, roaring constantly, and saliva flying!

He raised his eyes slightly and looked up at the martial arts arena.

There are gorgeously decorated private rooms, with powerful officials with status in the city, as well as some foreign guests such as gods, demons, immortals and demons.

Sometimes, there are boxing below, and the private room upstairs holds a cocktail party, and invites the dancer in the house, and the riddles of the lanterns.

In order to survive, I will fight to death.

Enjoy it freely, and live a drunken life and dream of death.

"Du——"

The woman in exposed clothes, with a smile on her face, and walked long legs outside the fence of the boxing ring, circled around the platform, ringing the golden gong for rest.

The sound of the soul-squeezing gong immediately retracted Fang Fang's vision.

The competition on the ring entered the rest and adjustment stage, and the servants guarding around the ring rushed out one after another.

Fang Ark also took a deep breath, kicked down, and immediately rushed towards the ring with the ice water barrel to seize the quota.

In the martial arts arena, even if you are a servant, you have to fight and grab it!

"Hurry up! One person who stops bleeding, and one person who applies ice!"

"Stupid brat, why are you stupid! Get faster!"

"Didn't you eat?! Speed ​​up the bleeding-stop movements!"

Below, the warrior coach who bet on the gambling ticket was roaring, his eyes turning red.

Fang Ark and several servants who had won the quota rushed to the ring quickly and began to stop bleeding from the panting warriors, apply ice, rinse their mouths, wipe sweat, etc....

However, the servant who stopped bleeding was new, slow movements and heavy moves, which hurt the warrior.

The warrior cursed angrily and punched the servant on the head, causing the servant to bleeding his mouth and nose, his eyes rolled straight, and his ears buzzed.

The servant was beaten and fell on the ring, struggling and crawling for several times but still getting up.

Under the arena, the coach hurriedly called out a new servant.

Other servants indifferently pulled the unconscious servant off the ring.

Fang Ark looked straight and did not meddle in other people's business.

After completing his mission, he carried the bucket and a blood-stained cloth towel, and bent down with a few servants, took out a new white cloth, and walked towards another yellow ring with the wooden bucket, adjusting his status, and fighting for the opportunity to stop bleeding and apply ice to the warriors.

The scope of service for these servants is the boxing rings of Huang and Xuan.

Warriors with the Di and Tian font sizes are all identities and status in the martial arts arena.

They fight boxing and fight with a dedicated team.

The servants such as Fang Ark were not worthy of serving him at all.

Walking between the yellow boxing rings, Fang Ao was sweating profusely, gasping violently, and his legs were trembling.

All the white cloths brought were stained with blood, and Fang Fang had completed today's mission.

Leaning against the corner of the wall, his chest was undulating violently, silently biting the prepared cold and hard steamed bun, swallowing it hard, Fang Fang was a little envious of the warrior who roared in the boxing ring and won a rich prize.

After looking at it for a while, Fang Zhou felt a little drowsy and leaned against the wall and closed his eyes.

Suddenly, the sky was spinning.

Fang Ao opened his eyes with a palpitations, but found that the noise around him disappeared.
To be continued...