The two girls, Ye Hailan and Ye Hailan, glanced at Ye Jianxin and saw the gloomy look on his face. They didn't know what his intention was in signing up to participate in the Qing Slave Arena.

"You don't have to look at me like this. The Qing Slave Arena is a good opportunity to make a name for myself. I suffered a lot of humiliation in the battle on Beicheng Street. Therefore, I want to prove to everyone in Leiyun City that I, Ye Jianxin, have extraordinary abilities.

His martial arts talent!"

Ye Jianxin stood in front of the two women, looking at the ring with cold eyes. To be more precise, his eyes were always staring at Ye Wuji who was resting next to the ring.

Seeing this, Ye Mengxue frowned slightly and said, "What exactly do you want to do?"

Ye Jianxin sneered, looked at Ye Mengxue, his eyes full of tenderness, and said: "Mengxue, I know you have a cold and arrogant temperament and don't like weak people. Later, I will show you what a real genius is!"

"Sorry, I'm not interested."

Ye Mengxue said with cold eyes.

Ye Jianxin didn't care, he knew that women always meant what they said.

Wait until he defeats all the warriors in the city and becomes the king in the Qingnu Arena.

Ye Mengxue will be completely conquered by him.

"Ye Wuxing, I don't know what kind of ecstasy soup you poured into Mengxue to make her help you even if she offends Ye Wuque."

Ye Jianxin looked away, with a sinister look in his eyes: "But you are destined to die today, and I just happened to give you a ride. After all, dying in my hands and acting as my stepping stone is better than dying in Ye Kuang's hands."

Much better!"

He had already made up his mind, and before Ye Kuang made a move, he boarded the Qingnu Arena to challenge Ye Wujing.

At this time, the surrounding auditoriums were full of people. Everyone seemed to have forgotten what had just happened and devoted themselves wholeheartedly to watching the game.

The Qing Slave Arena Competition is held twice a year, and is both a viewing and a trial. For the audience, the battles and bloody scenes are always the most exciting.

For the warriors in Leiyun City, if they win the game, they will not only receive honors and be called strong, but also gain a large amount of training resources, and even be able to take away some high-quality green slaves with one arrow.

Three eagles.

At this time, the heated scene, waves of cheers, and the participating warriors gathered around the ring, gearing up and eager to try, constantly pushed the atmosphere of this ring competition to a climax.

As an elder of the Ye family in Leiyun City finished his opening remarks, he waved his hand and announced that the arena competition had officially begun.

The atmosphere reached its peak directly.

"Haha, the first arena match this year will definitely be more exciting than any other in previous years. Ye Wuji, you have to perform well..."

Ye Wuque was surrounded by a group of maids holding the moon in the center. While being served, he looked down with a sneer.

Ye Linghan was sitting next to him.

Next to the girl, a very tall and majestic Qingnu man, covered only with a few pieces of blue cloth, was holding a grape in his hand and feeding it to the girl. At the same time, two handsome Qingnu men were feeding the girl.

Beat her legs.

This majestic young slave man spoke respectfully, "Miss, do I have a chance to show off today?"

Ye Linghan opened the mouth of the cherry and ate the grapes. He gently touched his broad chest with his snow-white hands, and exhaled like blue, saying: "Amon, among all the young slaves in the past few years, you are the one who satisfies me the most.

One, when you take the stage, it is inevitable that you are overqualified."

"However, if the opponent is that ignorant guy Ye Wuzong, I would be happy to see you teach him a lesson on my cousin's behalf."

The Qingnu man, named Amon, is a pure fighting Qingnu and the strongest among the Qingnu warriors in the past few years.

He is 1.9 meters tall, with bulging muscles all over his body, like a humanoid beast. In order to win the favor of Ye Linghan and Ye Wuque, he once tore the opponent's body into pieces on the ring alive, covered in blood, and kept roaring.

To show off your strength.

For them, their own strength also represents the noble status of their masters.

"Haha, if I kill him, it will be easier than crushing an ant."

Amon felt the slender jade fingers on his chest caressing him, his eyes showed a fierce light, and he said.

Ye Wuque also heard the conversation between the two from the side, with a hint of a smile on his face, and said: "Compared with Ye Kuang, I hope Amon can come out and deal with that guy. After all, being hacked to death is not satisfying at all."

, or the pain, despair, and blood when the body is torn to pieces can arouse the primitive animality in people, Amon, it will be up to you later."

Amon quickly knelt on the ground, thanked Dai Ze, and said, "Thank you so much, young master!"

Ta Ta Ta -!

At this time, there were already people stepping on the huge battle platform in the center of the second floor.

The first one to appear turned out to be a handsomely dressed young man with dreadlocks and a very strong physique.

"Hahahaha, in such a lively Qingnu Arena competition, let me, Luo Tian, ​​take the lead for Master Wu Que first!"

This person's name is Luo Tian, ​​the second son of the Luo family, a wealthy family in Leiyun City, and one of Ye Wuque's many followers.

At this time, there was thunderous applause.

The thunderous applause from the audience was all given to Ye Wuque.

It can be seen that Ye Wuque has a very high status in Leiyun City.

It can be said that among the young people, one hand covers the sky!

"Easy to say!"

Ye Wuque smiled and waved to Luo Tian.

Luo Tian laughed loudly and shouted: "Bring me the first young slave first!"

On the opposite side, the sound of handcuffs and shackles rubbing against each other was heard, and a young slave boy who was only fourteen or fifteen years old was thrown directly up by the disciples of Leiyun City.

"Don't, don't kill me..." The young slave boy was covered in scars and his clothes were covered with bloody whip marks. It was obvious that he had been tortured severely.

"So weak? It's almost worthless."

Luo Tian was a little annoyed when he saw that the young slave boy was surrendering without fighting. He could only win one game before he was qualified to choose his opponent, and the order in which the slave boy came to power was determined from weak to strong.

"Since you have chosen such a weak opponent for me, well, I will give you a little bonus first!"

With a cruel look on his face, Luo Tian stepped forward and walked towards the young slave boy.

"Please, please let me go..." The young slave boy knelt on the ground and kept begging for mercy. The moment he was locked in the iron cage, his tragic fate in this life was already destined.

"Let you go? That would be boring!"

A trace of bloodlust flashed in Luo Tian's eyes, and he directly grabbed one of the youth's arms and punched his arm with his right hand.

Click——!

The young slave boy's left arm was smashed directly, and he let out a heart-rending scream!

"The scream is not miserable enough, it needs to be a little more miserable!"

Luo Tian grinned, revealing two rows of white teeth. The smile on his face was like a devil. He followed the same pattern and smashed the young slave boy's right arm with another punch.

When this weak man had no ability to resist, Luo Tian took advantage of the opportunity to hold his legs with both hands and suddenly twisted them in a circle!

"Ahhhhh!!!"

The screams reached my ears, which was terrifying.

Although most of the people in the city were extremely disgusted with this, there were many people who came to watch the competition who were excited and clamoring. In an instant, the scene became extremely heated.

"Ye Xuanfeng, this is what you did!" Ye Zhong looked at this scene with tears in his eyes and clenched fists.

To him, this was a purgatory full of blood, but the initiator of all this was an elder of the Ye family clan!

Ye Chuan's scalp was also numb and he said: "It's too cruel, uncle, I can't stand it anymore!"

And Ye Tong was also very frightened. Although Ye Zhong blocked her eyes to prevent her from looking, Ye Tong's body was still trembling when she heard those screams.

Torturing that young slave boy took only half a stick of incense.

Finally, the person was dying.

In fact, all Qingnu participate in the Qingnu Arena Competition voluntarily.

Because if you can win a battle, you may gain the favor of the disciples of the famous family and be bought out.

This young man had no experience in the world and was captured. He originally wanted to change his destiny, but he did not expect that the world would be much crueler than he imagined.

The young slave boy was dragged away, and it was not known if anyone would heal his injuries.

He opened his eyes and looked at Luo Tian, ​​who was showing off his power in the ring, and could no longer get up.

"Ye Wuzhen, come up!!!"

At this moment, on the battlefield, Luo Tian raised his fists and looked at Ye Wujiang, who was sitting on the chair in the audience, with a ferocious expression!

"The first scene is here!"

Ye Wuque suddenly stood up from the chair, his eyes burning!

Ye Linghan also became interested!

On the other side, Ye Jianxin sneered: "I didn't expect that there are so many people who want to show their loyalty to Ye Wuque. Ye Wuji, you are in a worrying situation."

"Someone challenges him so soon!"

Ye Hailan and Ye Mengxue's hearts suddenly tightened.
To be continued...