The view is better here, and there are fewer people sitting there, mostly young men and women.
Pairs of eyes looked at them strangely.
At this moment, Chen Muyu seemed to understand something.
This area should be prepared for the princes and nobles of the Jurong Kingdom, right?
It's funny, he actually stole the seats of two princes.
Chen Muyu was a little speechless, but he had no intention of moving his seat, nor was he in the slightest panic.
"Who are you?" Chen Muyu was curious about this woman's identity.
The woman said, "The legitimate daughter of King Ju Rong, Rong Lan."
Ronglan?
Chen Muyu raised his eyebrows, this name looked so familiar.
"Are you the Princess Ronglan who wants to marry the Canglan Kingdom? Known as the most beautiful woman in the Jurong Kingdom?"
Chen Muyu couldn't help but look this woman up and down. Her face was covered by a gauze veil, so she couldn't see her appearance clearly. However, it was just a piece of cloth, which could not block Chen Muyu's spiritual exploration.
She is indeed a very beautiful woman, especially those sapphire-like eyes, which are quite exotic.
When the woman heard this, she was slightly startled.
As long as you are a person, you like to hear good things, especially women. Who doesn't want to be praised?
The phrase "the most beautiful woman in Jurong Kingdom" directly made this woman look at Chen Muyu with admiration.
"If you don't want to cause trouble, leave quickly." Rong Lan reminded.
It can be regarded as a kind reminder. It is the Ice and Snow Festival these days. They beat the Jurong Prince. The other party wants to cause trouble for them. The consequences are almost completely imaginable.
Chen Muyu smiled, "Although I hate trouble, I am never afraid of trouble..."
"oh?"
Rong Lan looked at Chen Muyu in surprise, "It seems that you are not an ordinary person. Why haven't I seen you before? You don't look like a member of our Jurong tribe."
"How did Your Highness the Princess know that I am not a Jurong tribe member?"
"I feel that your appearance is not as rough as the Jurong people, and your behavior is also quite different from the Jurong people. In addition, the aura on your body does not have the unique aura of the Jurong people...
"
Rong Lan said a lot, but in just one sentence, he was sure that Chen Muyu was not from the Jurong clan.
"Your Highness the Princess is really smart as ice and snow."
Chen Muyu smiled and said, "I have some friendship with your crown prince, Prince Rong Sen. This time, it was Prince Rong Sen who invited me to come to your country to experience the customs of your country's Ice and Snow Festival..."
"Oh? Brother Wang?"
Rong Lan frowned slightly, "Why haven't I heard Brother Wang mention it? Are you just talking nonsense here? Pretending to be a friend of the Crown Prince is also a serious crime..."
"How dare you? Prince Rong Sen should be here for today's scene. If you ask him then, it will become clearer." Chen Muyu smiled slightly.
"snort!"
At this time, a cold snort came from the side.
Immediately, two young men and two strong men came to Chen Muyu and others in a menacing manner.
"Look, I told you that trouble is coming, right?"
Rong Lan smiled slightly, then acted like it had nothing to do with him, and sat there waiting to watch the show.
"Jiu Mei, please stay away, so as not to hurt you."
One of the men wearing an animal skin coat shouted to Rong Lan.
Rong Lan said, "Fifth brother, how about you fight outside? The show is about to begin here."
There was no intention of moving away.
"snort."
The man in the animal skin coat pointed at Kuineng and said, "Old fellow, you two, come out and duel."
His eyes widened with anger, and his aura was enough.
How humiliating was it to be thrown out of the Colosseum in front of so many people?
How could the two princes endure such a tone?
The Thirteenth Prince said, "Are you deaf or mute when I talk to you? You two, throw them out."
As the saying goes, treat others in their own way. At this moment, the best way to relieve anger is to throw these two people out.
The two strong men next to him pressed over him without saying a word.
Both are existences in the middle stage of the Saint King Realm.
Among ordinary people, they can be regarded as top masters, but let alone Chen Muyu, even in front of Kuineng, these two people can only be regarded as weaklings.
Before the two of them could get closer, Kuineng glared directly at them, releasing some pressure.
"boom!"
The bodies of the two giant warriors were directly pressed to the ground, and then exploded.
Just die.
Just a look.
This scene shocked everyone around.
Super strong person?
No, it's not just a super strong person, this is probably a super strong person who has reached the perfection state.
There were many experts at the scene, and the momentum that Kuineng had just released had already made them aware of this person's general state.
The two princes were obviously frightened, and took a few steps back, looking at Kuineng in horror.
"Two of you, who said you wanted to duel?"
Kuineng's words almost made the hearts of the two princes jump out of their chests.
The two of them are only in the early stage of the Holy King Realm. How dare they dare to duel with a strong man who has reached the Perfect Super Realm? Isn't that just looking for death?
The fifth prince swallowed hard and turned to look at the thirteenth prince next to him.
This was said by the Thirteenth Prince.
The thirteenth prince's face flushed red, and he immediately became angry and said, "I am Rongchan, the thirteenth prince of Jurong King's Court. Please apologize to me quickly. Fifth brother and I can pretend that this never happened."
The other party is a strong person with a perfect level of perfection, and the two of them are not fools, they just can't get along in terms of face, and they just want to step down.
Report your identity, and if the other party is sensible, they should give you this step.
However, Kuineng smiled and said, "Today is the Ice and Snow Festival. I heard that your country has no laws and regulations during the Ice and Snow Festival..."
The faces of the two princes turned as red as pig liver. It was obvious that they were scared to death.
During the Ice and Snow Festival, there are no laws to speak of. Even if the other party kills them, their death will be in vain. After the Ice and Snow Festival, no one will hold anyone accountable.
This kind of thing happens often in Jurong.
The rules are set by the Royal Court, and the Royal Court must abide by them.
Kuineng walked towards the two princes with a smile on his face.
Both princes' faces were ashen and they subconsciously stepped back.
"Since you are a perfect senior, why bother arguing with juniors like me..."
The fifth prince finally couldn't bear it anymore and began to give in.
Kuineng remained unmoved and slowly walked towards the two of them.
The two of them were horrified and wanted to seek help from those around them. However, among the people around them, who would dare to stand up for them and find a strong person in the Super Perfect Realm?
"Senior, we..."
Their legs were weak and they were about to kneel down.
Although it is embarrassing to be surrounded by so many people, some people will still choose their lives in the face of dignity.
"Senior Kuineng, my two younger brothers are young and ignorant, please calm down."
At this time, a voice came.
Everyone followed the sound and saw a young man walking striding towards them.
Crown Prince, Grand Prince Rong Sen.
Seeing Rong Sen, the princes and nobles at the scene became more honest, and some who were still sitting also stood up.
"Brother."
The two princes seemed to have seen the living Bodhisattva and hurriedly approached Rong Sen.
Rong Sen had a sullen face and scolded them both.
The two of them fled in despair, as if they had been granted amnesty.
"Everyone, feel free to do whatever you want."
Rong Sen bowed his hands to everyone present, and then everyone bowed to the crown prince and sat down.
As the eldest son of King Jurong, Rong Sen has absolute authority in the Jurong clan, not to mention that he also has the status of crown prince.
Although his strength is not very good, and he is in the 30th level of the Transcendent Realm, once the Ju Rong King abdicates, the new Ju Rong King will be this existence.
Among the many sons of King Jurong, none could compete with Rong Sen.
Therefore, the inheritance of Jurong is not as chaotic as other divine kingdoms.
Rong Sen came to the stands and greeted Chen Muyu. Rong Lan consciously moved his seat to the side.
Is this person really a friend of eldest brother?
At this time, Rong Lan was a little stunned and also curious about Chen Muyu's identity.
The one next to him should be his follower, a follower who is in the perfection realm?
Judging from his appearance, he doesn't look like someone from Northern Xinjiang. Could he be a strong man from some divine country?
Rong Lan's mind was flashing with lightning, but it was a pity that she couldn't intervene at the moment, otherwise she would have to ask clearly.
"You arrived in time." Chen Muyu said.
If Rong Sen was late, Kuineng would really take action, and Chen Muyu had no intention of stopping him.
Hearing this, Rong Sen smiled bitterly and said, "During the Ice and Snow Festival, there are a lot of things that need to be dealt with. My father doesn't take care of things very much, so everything is on my shoulders. It's rare for me to take some time out..."
"I heard there is a good show to watch here, what good show is it?" Chen Muyu asked curiously.
So many people gathered here, even these princes and princesses came in droves. What kind of show is so attractive?
Rong Sen smiled and said, "It's not a good show, just a few fights. During the Ice and Snow Festival, the felons imprisoned in the prison in Rongbei City will be released and let them fight in the Colosseum. If they win,
If we do, we will give them freedom..."
"Oh?" Chen Muyu raised his eyebrows.
Rong Sen said, "This time is different. This year, there are several powerful characters imprisoned in the Rongbei Heavenly Prison, and several of them are high-level existences at the super level, so they will be quite interesting..."
"Who are they?"
"One is the leader of the Taihuang Clan, Huanglou, who is at the 82nd level of the Super Realm. This man went to my father many times to ask for the holy title, but failed. Then he became resentful and robbed and killed one of my aunts. After the incident was revealed,
The Taihuang clan was wiped out, and Huanglou was also captured and taken to Rongbeicheng..."
"There is also a Supreme Elder named Yue'e, a supreme elder of the Huiyue Clan. At the Hundred Clans Conference a year ago, she openly opposed my father's plan to go south. My father had no choice but to kill her as a warning to others. This person's realm is worse than Huang's.
The building is slightly lower, with the seventy-third level of the super realm..."
"In addition, there is another one named Shakun..."
"who?"
Hearing this name, Chen Muyu frowned slightly, "Who are you talking about?"
"Sakyamuni!"
Rong Sen repeated, "This man came to Jurong three months ago and killed several generals of Jurong. One of them was the brother of Concubine Zhen. So my father, Thunder King, was furious and captured this man."
Already..."
Chen Muyu raised his eyebrows, "What level does this person have?"
"Excellent level 66!" Rong Sen said.
When Chen Muyu heard this, he hesitated slightly.
I thought about it a bit, maybe it's because the person has the same name.
Probably not the Buddha he knew.
When he came out of the Hongmeng world, the Buddha had just entered the super-level realm for the first time. How long had it been, only two or three years, and he could have cultivated to the 66th level?
This Buddha, unlike Chen Muyu, has a powerful system of support.
Level 66, unless he has some amazing opportunity, it is absolutely impossible.
At the moment, Chen Muyu didn't ask any more questions.
The entire Colosseum suddenly became quiet.
Buzz.
A hemispherical dome rose from the Colosseum, covering the entire square below.
It's about to begin.
The next second, more than a dozen doors opened around the square, and immediately after, a large number of fierce and strong men filed out.
There is no host and no prelude.
As soon as those giant Rong men appeared, they started fighting.
Either they catch each other and fight, or they fight in groups.
…
The process is bloody.
Extremely bloody.
The punches hit the flesh, flesh and blood flying.
The people in the stands seemed to enjoy the enthusiasm very much. They were all screaming and boiling, and their voices became louder and louder.
The first session ends in ten minutes.
Out of a hundred people, only one person was left standing.
It was a one-eyed monk in the middle stage of the Holy King Realm. At this moment, he not only had one eye, but also had a broken arm, and his body was covered in blood.
However, at this moment, this man's face showed not only madness, but also incomparable excitement.
His tongue licked the flesh and blood on his face, bloodthirsty revealing his madness.
The next second, a golden light fell on the man.
The man jumped directly into the air and passed through the shield.
He was free.
In other words, acquitted.
The stands were filled with cheers, and the cheers reached their peak.
Immediately afterwards, the doors around the square opened again.
Before the bloody corpses in the square had time to be cleared, nearly a hundred criminals rushed out of the door.
Just like before, they immediately entered into a fight.
…
Too cruel.
Chen Muyu turned his head and looked around. Both men and women were cheering and excited. Even the most beautiful woman in Jurong, Princess Ronglan, was shouting at the top of her lungs at the moment.
Kill, kill, kill!
This is Jurong, born to be warlike.
There were even countless people at the scene who wanted to go on stage and fight in person.
…
Only one can survive, and only one can be free.
He doesn't take life seriously at all.
After watching more than ten games in a row, the ice and snow in the square were stained red with flesh and blood, and the strong smell of blood stimulated the nerves of everyone present. These people shouted even harder.
"It's boring."
Chen Muyu shook his head, almost falling asleep while watching.
It's just beating, beating, killing, killing over and over again. It's really not interesting to watch.
"oh?"
Rong Sen looked at Chen Muyu in surprise, isn't this nice?
It’s so beautiful, but you can’t say it doesn’t look good?
Perhaps, just as Chen Muyu didn't understand them, it was also difficult for them to understand Chen Muyu. How could such a passionate fight not be beautiful?
"You don't have a market here to place bets on winning or losing?" Chen Muyu asked.
Rong Sen shook his head and said there was no such way.
