In the pitch-black palace, the giant bronze door leading to the underground palace killing arena slowly opened, making a creaking sound, and a dull breath came out.
Behind the giant bronze gate, tens of thousands of people gathered here and became excited instantly.
They really wanted to see what kind of person could win thirty games in a row overnight, and even boast so much that he would win a hundred games in a row.
In less than half a quarter of an hour, people in the huge dark palace were filing in.
it is a pity.
The underground palace can accommodate up to five thousand people, and the other five thousand people can only block the outside and are unwilling to leave.
After entering the underground palace, Lin Huang glanced at Nie Jinglei from a distance, nodded slightly, and then went straight into the killing arena.
Looking at the young man in black robe who quietly appeared in the killing arena, everyone watching the battle frowned.
He is dressed in black and has white hair. He is slightly thin and does not look very powerful. Is he really so powerful?
But the spectators who had appeared in the underground palace last night screamed with excitement.
Only after witnessing it with one's own eyes can one realize the amazing power hidden under that thin figure.
In the killing arena, Lin Huang sat cross-legged, feeling the boiling noise around him, and his mind was as calm as a lake. He knew that fighting a hundred games in a row meant how shockingly difficult it was. But if he didn't take this step, he would not be able to find a way out.
To that glimmer of hope.
Since we are all gambling on our lives, why not take the gamble first in this killing arena.
"Senior Brother Luo, this person is only in the seventh level of Wuhou. How could he win thirty games in a row last night? Even if Wang Xiao from Qingtian Wufu, who is said to be unbeatable under King Wu, comes here, he may not be able to do it."
Among the crowd of thousands of people, there were a few young people near the guardrail of the killing arena.
They all wear uniform clothing, with a cyan short shirt on the upper body and a modified black pleated skirt on the lower body, similar to the clothing of Qingtian Wufu disciples.
On the chest of their clothes, there is an exquisite pattern of Pisces with tails.
It is similar to the Taoist Tai Chi diagram, but it represents the infinite meaning of heaven and earth.
The person who just spoke was a slightly short young man. The latter held his arms with one hand and pointed at the forest wasteland in the killing arena with one hand, and commented briefly.
"He is not simple!"
The young man known as Senior Brother Luo spoke calmly, with a calm expression. He had a stern face, a figure as tall as a green pine, and bright eyes. He looked younger, but gave people a more mature feeling.
That kind of maturity is not old-fashioned, but as calm and calm as lake water.
Behind Senior Brother Luo, there were two girls and another man.
"Senior Brother Luo said this about this person, but have you seen through his strength?"
One of the delicate-looking women spoke up and looked at the forest wilderness below, the light in her eyes flowing, looking a little curious.
Senior Brother Luo shook his head gently, "I'm not in the realm of Marquis Wu, so I can't see through others at a glance. However, when facing tens of thousands of people watching, his expression didn't change at all. This attitude of not being surprised at all changes is enough to show what's to come.
The firmness of one’s mind.”
"I don't care, Senior Brother Luo is the most powerful. If this person hadn't appeared and disrupted our schedule, maybe Senior Brother Luo would have defeated Wang Xiao by now?"
Next to Senior Brother Luo, a round-faced girl said coquettishly, with a hint of boredom in her soft voice, which seemed to have lowered the girl's age by two years.
"Ha... If I have a chance later, I will go and meet him!"
Seeing the round-faced girl tugging at the hem of Senior Brother Luo's clothes with a bright look on his face, another young man with a slightly burly stature spoke with some jealousy, stared at Lin Huang and said coldly.
"This is the territory of Qingtian Martial Palace, and we are from Taiyi Martial Palace, so our status is quite special. We should keep everything open, so it's best not to cause trouble."
Senior Brother Luo warned the burly young man.
…
On the other side outside the guardrail of the killing arena, Song Changling grasped the guardrail with both hands and stared at the forest wilderness below with a calm expression. There was neither anxiety nor a smile on his face, and he looked particularly indifferent.
But it was Song Changling's indifferent expression that made people feel a little unusual.
Within a moment, amidst everyone's anxious waiting and boiling shouts, a deafening drum beat sounded in the killing arena.
Boom...
The sound of the drum spread and seemed to have infinite magic power, causing the entire underground palace to become quiet.
Then, a referee with two rings of meat around his waist appeared in the killing arena. After clearing his throat, he directly announced the rules of the killing arena:
"Tonight, the one who will take part in the battle in the killing arena is Lin Changsheng from the Shenji Palace, the Seventh Heavenly Lord of Wu!"
"Challengers, there are twenty-five people from Longyuan Pavilion and Jianqi Tower each, for a total of fifty people. The other fifty people, the warriors watching the battle, as long as their realm is below the realm of King Wu, can enter the killing arena
If there are less than fifty people, Longyuan Pavilion and Jianqi Pavilion will fill the gap."
Before the referee of the Killing Arena finished speaking, there was already a roar of excitement all around.
In the history of the Killing Arena, there have been situations where the challenger was not from the three major forces. However, it would be cruel to release fifty places at once.
After all, every time a person comes on stage, if they win, they will share part of the banker's profits. Otherwise, why would they go on stage and act like a monkey?
Such rules also arouse everyone's fighting spirit and desire for fame and fortune!
Among the disciples of the Taiyi Martial House who were watching the battle, the burly young man snorted slightly, with a strong fighting spirit and a trace of cold murderous intention on his face.
Song Changling frowned slightly.
Behind the underground palace, the leaders of the three major forces looked indifferent and stared at the killing arena below. Their expressions did not change at all. It seemed that nothing could cause the slightest fluctuation in their moods.
And the three people in charge tonight are no longer the three people from last night.
Even Nie Jinglei had to stand respectfully behind the person in charge of Shenji Hall.
The master of Shenji Palace.
The master of Longyuan Pavilion.
And the owner of Jianqi Tower.
On a normal day, the appearance of these three people together would definitely cause a great sensation in Baizhan City. But today, all the focus and limelight were snatched away by Lin Huang in the killing arena.
Afterwards, the referee in the killing arena waited for the noisy atmosphere around him to calm down a little, then he cleared his throat and continued: "Today's betting rules have been changed. It will not be based on the outcome of each game. Instead, the bet will be based on Lin Changsheng's winning streak.
, the higher the winning streak, the higher the odds! After the first battle starts, no more bets are allowed!"
In the underground palace, there was no need for the referee to say anything, as the betting area was already crowded with people.
It's just that tonight's odds are a bit unreasonable, causing countless bettors to curse.
Lin Huang had to win fifty games in a row before his odds could double. In the history of the Killing Arena, the highest record of consecutive wins was only forty-seven games.
In order to make money, you are so fucking shameless.
Fortunately, after fifty games, Lin Huang's odds also increased rapidly...
After the referee came on the stage and explained the two most important rules, he was about to continue a long speech, but he was surrounded by the sound of expulsion.
The latter hugged his belly helplessly and walked out of the killing arena silently. He had never seen such a group of people in such a hurry.
Boom.
Shortly after the referee left, a huge drum sound sounded again in the underground palace.
A bronze door leading to the killing arena also slowly opened.
A disciple of Longyuan Pavilion walked out of it...