"Although I don't know why you are so obsessed with that monster, just be careful not to be confused." Qin Tian nodded and glanced at Luo Xiaoxiao appreciatively.
It also requires enough courage to be able to challenge that place later.
"We are now divided into two groups. Follow Luo Xiaoxiao to the Colosseum, and follow me to the front of the palace." Qin Tian said, sitting in front of a small wooden table with two pairs of chopsticks.
"Then... let me go with Luo Xiaoxiao." Amon scratched his head and said, "I think that place is quite fun."
Everyone: Fun???
Qin Tian glanced at Amon, his eyes were clear and clear without any blood-red or violent emotions, and he let him go with peace of mind.
"Fang Chengming, come with me. Let's go to the front of the palace." Qin Tian glanced at Fang Chengming and asked for his opinion.
Fang Chengming spread his hands, "I have no objection, although I quite hate the name of that place."|
Qin Tian turned to look at Mo Xian'er's expectant eyes and said without mercy: "As for Mo Xian'er, just stay here and practice well, so that you can respond to us if anything happens."
Mo Xian'er shrugged his head, nodded and said: "I know that being a woman is inconvenient here, so I will practice here and wait for you to come back."
Qin Tian looked at Mo Xian'er with satisfaction. It was good that she, who had always been strong, could make such a concession, "No, you still need to prepare the medicinal materials. Both the Colosseum and the palace are extremely dangerous. We can't.
Come back intact."
Mo Xian'er nodded solemnly, indicating that he understood. The atmosphere calmed down for a moment, and everyone was excited for the upcoming battle and plan.
"Then let's go! Since we have to rush to the top, I want to defeat everyone and stand at the highest point in front of the palace!" Qin Tian loosened his fists and looked sure to win. The Fire Crystal Spirit must be on the tower in front of the palace.
The forefront!
"Then I'll follow you to make some soy sauce and get some news along the way." Fang Chengming unfolded the ink fan with landscape paintings in his hand and his eyes flickered, "I heard Amon say yesterday that there seemed to be many books in front of the palace."
"You are a bookworm. I feel like you are no longer like you Fang Chengming without books."
"It's just interest. Just like your Qin Tian's interest is to become stronger, I just have more fun on the way to becoming stronger."
A few people talked and laughed and looked at each other. After getting out of the black cloth, they would face everything outside again, but so what? Stirring up the beasts in front of the temple, if they go and never come back, they will never come back.
!
They will definitely find what they need and then leave this hellish place!
There was a burning atmosphere everywhere, and even more bloodthirsty madness. A group of people were watching the people in the tower fighting on the audience stage and cheering frequently. Curses and cheers could be heard from time to time in the crowded seats.
Like a wave of waves, this is the extremely exciting field in front of the palace, here is the hell in front of the palace, the paradise behind the palace, and this is the purgatory of fire.
Qin Tian and Fang Chengming looked at each other, and both saw discomfort in each other's eyes. The bloodthirsty atmosphere here was too serious, and even the air smelled of blood.
The whole tower has a total of nine floors, and each floor has a fenced area. People inside are fighting, and people outside are shouting and placing bets. For the people fighting in the tower, it would be great if they could enter the ninth floor.
An honor, because there is proof of strength.
After discussing with Fang Chengming, Qin Tian decided to watch a few games and observe them. After buying tickets and sitting down, he could clearly feel the enthusiasm of the people around him.
"No. 9 must win! No. 9 must win! No. 9 must win!" As waves of cheers rang out, the people in the venue instantly seemed to explode.
The front of the temple is named after numbers. Numbers 1 to 12 are specific trump numbers. Countless people get this number plate every day, and countless people die from this number plate every day. Only the number 1 can always be maintained.
Only those who do it 10 times in a row can go to the second level.
"Then our number 9 will be invited to appear." The host is a big man with a loud voice. Every word is like ringing in his ears. Qin Tian can't help but look solemn when he looks at the host. This person is not simple.
"No. 9! No. 9! No. 9!" With waves of noise, No. 9 appeared in the square. It is rare to see such a strong man in this city. His muscles are so strong, and the wounds on his face and body are crisscrossed.
The evil spirit came, and the people on the field were completely excited since that man appeared.
"Next, please bring out today's challenger." The host said as another iron door slowly opened, and another tall man with a strong build and a hook in his hand walked out.
"Come on No. 9! Crush him!"
"Hahaha, chop off his legs!"
"Come on!!"
Qin Tian looked at No. 9 in front of him with slightly focused eyes, then turned to ask Fang Chengming: "What do you think of his strength?"
"The person who has been able to stay here for so long is not just as strong as his body. The No. 9 in front of him can kill the challenger even without using any weapons."
Qin Tian nodded and slightly bent his palms to make a three, "Yes, it's just a matter of time. It only takes three moves. After three moves, the person will definitely be beaten to the point where he can't fight back."
As Qin Tianzheng said that, he saw that No. 9 was already beating the challenger. Blood spurted out and spread all over the ring, while the people on the field became more and more excited. Blood and violence were their most addictive **.
The passion and life they pursue.
"I just counted exactly three moves." Fang Chengming glanced at the enthusiastic expressions of the people around him and looked away lightly.
"Then let's take a look at No. 8 in the afternoon. There's nothing interesting to see next." Qin Tian stood up and looked at the challenger who was already dying and begging for mercy. He walked out against the crowd. Fang Chengming nodded and followed.
Go up.
When Qin Tian walked out of the tower in front of the palace, he looked up at the spire in front of the palace that reached into the clouds. He could feel that the fire crystal spirit was there, waiting for him! He was going to count all the numbers in these days.
It’s not too late to read through all the card challenges and then slowly rush in.
There is also competition among challengers. There are more than a hundred challengers in each round, and they are screened in layers to challenge the person holding the numbered card. There are also those who directly rely on luck to draw blank cards to challenge, but most of those people are
They are not favored, just like the person just now.
"How long until the next round of registration?" Qin Tian turned around and walked towards the Colosseum and asked Fang Chengming.
"One week."
"It's too long, I can't wait to beat everyone inside." Qin Tian was quite dissatisfied.
"Yeah, it's too long. I really want to read the battle book inside." Fang Chengming continued...