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Chapter 511

Hearing Xinsheng's laughter, a few little guys looked over her gaze.

I saw that in the private room not far away, Yuwen Huo was holding Chu Ningxuan and watching the situation in the duel arena, selecting the eight people above, and discussing with relish.

Chu Ningxuan was not surprised to get back on the position. What was surprised was that she was covered in injuries. She didn't even say that she was wearing a bandage. The funniest thing was...

Her hand was actually broken, and there was a board hanging on her hand, which looked very miserable.

Xinxian felt pitiful and funny that Chu Ningxuan, the miserable injured person, had to go to work with his injuries to complete the drinking service tonight.

Seeing that she was covered in wounds and looked flattering, Xin Qian couldn't stop smiling.

If he is disabled and strong in his will, if he is in modern society, he might be selected as "Touching the Country" and become famous in one fell swoop.

Xinxian laughed quite restrainedly, and those little ones almost rolled on the ground and laughed to death in the private room.

Especially Chu Ningxuan's forbearing and pleasing expression, it was really amazing.

As soon as the little fan of Xinxian opened, she blinked at Xiaoqing and said, "I'll just say, what's the turning point? She will definitely be broken."

Xiaoqing sighed: "You guys are really bad."

Just when the private room was having fun, the bidding outside was coming to an end.

Among the five fighters who came up to bid, seven of them were bidding away, and only the last one was left without anyone to bid.

Xinxian glanced at it. The boy was pretty, but he looked very thin, and his face was a little pale and had no energy, giving people the feeling that he could fall down when the wind blew.

Everyone's starting price is not low. One hundred spirit stones are enough to discourage many people. In addition, he looks like this, no one is willing to buy this money-lossing product.

According to the rules, if no one is willing to buy him, he can only pay for himself.

Most people can't afford to buy their own.

If you can't afford to go, you can't participate in the duel.

If you can't participate in the duel, you can't win. If you can't win, you can't get out of the Tower of Heaven.

He could only stay in the Tower of Tongtian to continue his struggle, or climb up to the sixth floor and leave the Tower of Tongtian.

You should know that there are thousands of people who enter the first floor of Tongtian Tower every year. There are no more than five people who can come out of the sixth floor and turn into cocoons and butterflies every year.

This is thousands or hundreds of times harder than winning once in the duel arena.

Therefore, most people choose to participate in a duel to obtain the qualification to leave the Tower of Heaven.

Although it comes out of the third floor, which is much worse than that of the sixth floor, the experience of the previous several levels of Tongtian Tower is enough to transform a person.

Everyone who can leave the Tower of Heaven will have a brand new life.

And those who cannot do without the Tower of Heaven can only die inside.

At this time, the young man on the field lowered his head, not looking at the audience at all, and did not give any pitiful and sympathetic look.

I just lowered my head quietly, with no emotion on my face, as if I was waiting for the verdict of fate.

Xinxian stared at him for a long time, and finally sighed quietly.

Xiaoqing immediately became alert: "Miss, we have no money anymore, don't you be unable to help but do good deeds again, right?"

"Battlestick! When the leader of the nine major sects was selected, someone paid me a thousand spirit stones, and they were all bought chicken legs. If you dare to use them privately, I won't eat chicken legs, and I will fight with you!" Xiaohong threatened.
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