Chapter five hundred and twentieth: the true face of the arena
To be fair, Mr. Lu's ability to deal with a large number of executives and then calmly escape with the help of a helping hand cannot be said to be too weak.
At that level, Mr. Lu can only win fifty consecutive games?
Although there may be a factor in this that Diluc didn't like the trouble and gave up, but it also explains the problem.
Gu Sanqiu bowed his hands to everyone, and after some polite remarks, he left Hidden Dragon Mountain. After all, everyone knew that it was the emperor's decree, and it was necessary to arrive as soon as possible.
As the giant shadow came up, Hu Tao grabbed Gu Sanqiu's waist with both hands and twisted it around fiercely.
"I said, is it a little inhumane for you to do this to a person who has just recovered?"
Hu Taodu said: "It's even more inhumane for you to let me watch you being beaten like that."
Gu Sanqiu smiled: "Didn't I leave you a note? How about it? Do I keep my word? If I'm not dead, I'm not dead."
"Hmph, I'll let you go this time."
"Okay, okay, then thank you Hall Master Hu for your great kindness."
Gu Sanqiu raised his hand and looked at the red mark: "It seems that I am the only one who can go there this time. I will send you back to Liyue Port first."
"They are so reassured. In addition to trusting the emperor's character, there should be some special mark after a hundred consecutive victories, or something similar to a souvenir to prove my achievements."
Hu Tao was puzzled: "But if the True Lord hadn't brought the news this time, I wouldn't have known that there was actually an arena with such a name. It must be named after an ancient god. It must have a great background."
"I don't know, I've never heard of it before."
If practitioners hear this name and ask questions without knowing it, they will think that this is a trial specially arranged for them by the old man.
But since this thing is very well-known, it is unlikely that it is a secret realm customized for myself.
In short, just like this time, if there is any problem inside, the old man can't save himself.
After begging Hall Master Hu, "Don't tell your sister what happened these days," Gu Sanqiu asked Juying wither to return to his own territory to continue fighting for world domination. He followed the guidance on the mark and came to the vicinity of Yaoguang Beach.
"Then what the hell is the Ancient God Arena right here?"
Gu Sanqiu looked at the empty Yaoguang Beach and was a little confused. Logically speaking, if this thing was in Liyue, there was no reason why he wouldn't know about it.
Buzz——
The red mark flashed with light, and a gorgeous silver-blue portal appeared in front of Gu Sanqiu.
?
Gu Sanqiu squinted his eyes and noticed something was wrong.
Isn’t this the challenger door?
What the hell is the Ancient God Arena? Is there such a thing as activity in reality?
Gu Sanqiu almost wanted to lift the table, but the red mark in front of him kept flashing brightly, as if it was the driver urging the passengers to get on the bus.
"Forget it, it's impossible for True Monarch Cutting the Moon and Building the Yang to be fake anyway."
Gu Sanqiu muttered something and then walked through the door.
"One hundred consecutive wins, right? Look at me winning it easily!"
Seeing this scene, Zhongli finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the cyan elf sitting on one of his dragon whiskers took off again, looking extremely happy as he dashed left and right.
"Finally, arrangements have been made for this unlucky child. We didn't expect those people to be willing to help. I was really surprised."
"Based on common sense, this is indeed the case. I didn't expect that they actually helped Xiao Sanqiu such a big favor."
Zhongli wiped his dragon beard with the black and yellow energy: "Turn bad luck into good luck, although the identity of this 'good luck' appears is a bit sensitive."
"Tsk tsk tsk, that's right. Xiao Kongkong's sister actually showed up. Do you think my eldest nephew will tell Xiao Kongkong these things?"
Wendy sat back on Zhongli's dragon whiskers, as if the wiping action just now was just to clean the seat for this wind god.
"No, since she is involved in the power of the abyss, Sanqiu will not tell him until she is sufficiently sure of these things. You can rest assured about this."
"I asked, why hasn't my eldest nephew become an immortal yet? If his strength has been raised to the level of an immortal, the situation this time will not be so bad."
Zhongli thought for a moment, then shook Wendy's beard and shook Wendy aside, and then answered his question.
"No, it's not the time yet. He can't become an immortal yet."
Wendy was stunned: "Isn't there any hidden danger in what happened back then? For example, the kind that will explode after becoming an immortal?"
"You have so much on your mind."
Zhong Li glanced at Wendy with disgust: "I do have this idea, but I didn't specifically ask him for it. I can only say that we just happened to think of it together."
"Tsk, tsk, do you two have a heart-to-heart between father and son?"
The elf spread his hands: "Also, what is the Ancient God Arena? If I read it correctly, it seems to be the same thing from back then?"
"Well, yes, that's it."
Zhongli said calmly: "The cave world that Nata created secretly back then was just to allow powerful warriors to gather together, so that if there was a fight, he could watch the battle for entertainment."
Wendy was helpless: "It was really a relaxing thing made by that troublesome boss. It has not been worn out even now. Is it really just a game for leisure time?"
"Someone has been maintaining that small world, and that arena has no intelligence, otherwise how could it still be active on this continent."
"I see."
Wendy patted her chest: "It's much better to have such a person in front of me. The most I can do is drink and sing. How can I waste people and money to build a small world like that person?"
"Hmph, just in terms of not doing business, I'm afraid no one in this world can compare to you."
Zhongli looked at the elf: "It's time for you to leave, and by the way, fix the back door you made yourself. I don't want to see you here again out of nowhere."
"Hey, it's rare for old friends to meet and chat in person. Why are you so resistant to people thousands of miles away?"
The two old people were still teasing each other (cross out), but Gu Sanqiu had already passed through the door and entered an empty arena.
The floor was paved with stone slabs, and there were four huge stone pillars on the edge, with four flames burning at the top, which looked like the referee was already in place.
“What a clean place.”
Gu Sanqiu stretched out his hand and wiped it. There was not even dust in the arena. If the stone was not special, it would be that the entire space had some kind of program set in it.
"Identity confirmed, from Liyue."
"The physical strength is extremely high."
"Combat skills, not recorded."
"Already possess the Eye of God, attributes confirmed."
"You are being matched with equally matched opponents."
?
Gu Sanqiu's face became strange. He always felt that this was not a serious place. For a moment, he even doubted the old man's reliability.
"No, no, no, the old man is God, the God among gods, there is no doubt about it."
After casually reciting a few words of "rainbow fart", Gu Sanqiu drew his weapon with his backhand and stared at the other side of the arena, intending to test how smart the matching mechanism of this arena was.