The cheers that resounded throughout the audience, and Yiran didn't need to think about it to understand that they were really cheering for the wonderful fight on the stage. It was just the curses that he understood after thinking about it for a while.

After all, how many people are willing to spend fifty gold coins just to watch other people's wrestling?

Just by watching the battle with isolated formations, it is extremely difficult to understand the flow of energy of the combatants. You can only have a rough idea of ​​their martial arts and moves, let alone want to secretly learn some low-level martial arts or

Got the move.

Therefore, it can be said that at least 60% of the 10,000 people in the field have placed bets.

And among the remaining 40%, there are still more than 30% who do it simply because they don’t have enough money to have fun.

Only less than half of the young people may still have the idea of ​​​​stealing their masters, but most of them still want to know the strength and trump cards of these monks participating in the war.

If you meet these people in a duel someday in the future, the more you know about your opponent, the more likely you are to win.

Just when Yiran was carefully observing the fighter's moves through his senses, a stream of obscene words came from his ears, which made Yiran frown tightly.

I only heard a middle-aged man standing in front of Yiran who was not too young and whose beard and hair were turning white. He kept yelling at the stage:

"Damn it, guys, we didn't pay to see your performance. We've been fighting for so long and there's still no blood. Who are you trying to fool!"

As soon as this was said, many people immediately echoed it.

"It's just that I worked hard to save some money just to see how you kill your opponents, but here you are? After a long fight, you're out of breath, but there's not even a single wound."

"Fighter No. 576, have you not eaten? They all say that your killing skills are great. Kill the guy on the opposite side to cheer me up. I paid you a hundred gold coins for killing your opponent!"

Although these voices were suppressed by the cheers, they still resonated with many people.

At this time, Yi Ran keenly captured the whispers between the two people behind her.

"These sons of aristocratic families are really useless. They dare not fight against monsters. They rely on the blessings of their clan to show off their power here all day long. They imagine that they are the stronger one and how to brutally kill their opponents."

"Furthermore, these losers are mean-mouthed and want money, let alone strength. If their family hadn't been there, they would have been driven out of Yishui City long ago."

"Hey, Brother Wang, it's my first time to come to this arena. You told me about the ways here. How can these people be useless?"

"Then you have asked the right person. Based on my experience of working here for several years, I know all the questions you can think of."

"Then let me ask Brother Wang, what does fighter No. 576 mean? And what about the bets?"

The strong man surnamed Wang inserted his waist as thick as the trunk of an old tree and said in an old-fashioned manner: "How many people do you think want to improve their combat experience by watching gladiatorial fights like you?"

"Take me for example, I am just a casual cultivator and my cultivation is not outstanding. Why do I often come to this arena where entry requires fifty gold coins? Naturally, it is because I bet every time I watch a battle, and I still lose less than I win.

many."

"That's how I can stay here for a long time, and most other fighters are like me."

Young people can't believe that this corner fighting field has turned into a casino, and they are incredible: "Isn't the purpose of watching other people's fighting, isn't it to improve their awareness of their fighting?"

Before the young man spoke, the strong man continued:

"There are also a few people who are not like this. Some of them have not bet, but they belong to the kind of family born in Yishui City, but they have no talent for practice."

"They dare not go out of Yishui City to fight with Warcraft, and can only look at those battle scenes in the corner field."

"The number of family members of such a situation is never a small number. They also know that they are not treated, even if those foreign households will meet each other with a smile on the front, but the sarcasm is indispensable in the back of the ground."

"But their mood and talent destined that they could not change this status quo, so many people chose to sink, and they were more eager to see things they desire but could not do here."

"They want to see how the two people on the horns fight flesh and flesh, how they were beheaded in despair, not such a clingy scene."

After speaking this big paragraph, the strong man raised his hand and pointed at the luxurious people who went there, and continued:

"Seeing no, those who are the most fierce in front are those waste wood. In our old oily, the more fierce they are, but more like a dog who only understands the call."

The young man's face was heavy, and he was silent for a while. It seemed that he had a huge shake on the corner field in his mind, but the strong man beside him had not found the change of the youth. He continued:

"As for the meaning of the fighter on May 7th, the number is naturally the number of the fighter."

"The strength of the fighter is the fifth -order and seven stars, and the combat power among the same -class fighters in the corner field is ranked sixth, and the strength is extremely weak. I bought him to win in these three battles, but the odds are not high.

Can make a ticket money. "

The youth fell into silence, all ignored what the strong man said behind, but Yi Ran was heard in his ears.

The battle in the field also came to the key point.

The four Wu Zong has been inherent in inside and is about to divide the victory, but there is almost no possibility to divide the life and death. This ending has a lot of booing on the audience seat.

Looking at the door in the interior, the layman looks lively. If you really tie your hand or just have two ways to have two tricks in one side.

Those so -called waste firewoods that are low are really not even seen at all.

As for the battle that Yi Ran is also following, it is also close to the end.

As the strong man said, in the same level, the fighter named May 7th was really strong.

Facing the rivals who are all above their own martial arts, the enemy is constantly showing the weak, and the rare active offensive is towards the key point of the opponent.

In this way, the guy who originally occupied a great advantage was consumed in large quantities unknowingly.

Even if his owner is far superior to the fighter's strong and inspiring, he is stretched out under continuous consumption.

When he discovered that it was too late, the internal strength of the two was much different, and even the fighter had begun to occupy an advantage.

At this time, the situation on the stage began to reverse immediately, and the offensive of the fighter instantly became sharp, and there was no before the weakness.

In the face of the knife, not only does not hide, after tearing the knife, not only does not have a slump but also rush to the opponent.

A fighter who only uses his hands as weapons. Each strike of his sword strikes a joint or vital point, and each punch hits a node where internal energy flows.

However, after dozens of moves, the suspense of the gladiatorial battle was gone, but it was only at this moment that the true cruelty of the gladiatorial arena was revealed.

No one cared about the life or death of the monk. After seeing the iron fist that the fighter kept hitting the opponent's chest, and the hand knife that struck the elbow, shoulder, and ankle, they burst into deafening cheers.

The spectators on the stage even roared "Fuck him to death, fuck him to death".

Yi Ran frowned slightly, but did nothing. He understood that this was the most obvious aspect of the cruel world.

Not only does he not have the ability to change the existence of Gladiator, he will even join it temporarily to improve his strength.

Fighter No. 576 finally caught his opponent's fatal mistake and punched his opponent in the chest, shattering the bones in the chest. At the same time, he stabbed his Adam's apple with a knife in his left hand.

A fist can be used to seriously injure someone, but the fighter's knife in hand without any hesitation clearly shows his intention to determine the difference between life and death!

The powerful monk fell limply on the gladiatorial platform and had no chance to step off the gladiatorial platform.

The audience suddenly erupted into even more piercing screams. Some people were cheering that they had made the right bet. What kind of bullshit genius monk could not beat the fighters trained in the gladiatorial arena.

Some were screaming, seeing the monk's fall, as if they had become that fighter, and after going through all kinds of difficulties, they finally killed their old enemy, and they no longer knew how to express the joy in their hearts.

Of course, there are some who are frustrated. They bet on the monk and want to make a big fortune with a small bet, but they end up making a loss-making transaction that goes to their grandma's house.

Yiran's heart was extremely calm and was not affected by the atmosphere in the arena at all. When fighter No. 576 pointed the knife in his left hand at the monk's Adam's apple, he turned around and walked out of the arena.

This battle could not be said to be of any benefit to him, but it gave him a better understanding of this cruel world, and the horrors of the world were displayed before his eyes without any concealment.

But Yiran had no choice but to step into this darkness, and then face the difficulties in the darkness.

In the Principality of Wind and Fire, Chao Qianqian and Song Zhili sent their former classmates out of Wangbei City. Before leaving, they mentioned that they had met Yi Ran.

He talked about the story of Yiran going north with the escort agency, and also talked about the troubles Yiran encountered in the desert.

Chao Qian smiled and talked about this past incident, saying that thanks to Yi Ran, his father and uncle in the escort agency were able to survive that escort incident.

But the few people listening to the story fell into silence.

When Ma Mingyao mentioned that Yiran's strength had already reached that of Wuzong when he walked out of Fenghuo City, he was shocked to discover how terrifying Yiran's strength really was.

It was only then that it suddenly dawned on how terrifying the trouble Yi Ran was talking about was!

Li Yiyi and Ma Mingyao felt a mixture of joy and heaviness in their hearts.

Fortunately, Yiran has paved the way for them, so that they can go more smoothly.

What's heavy is that the desert just around the corner from the border town still hides unimaginable dangers, and the road ahead for them will definitely be more difficult.

Everyone looked at each other without saying a word, leaving Chao Qianqian and the two of them without sending any more farewells. They took one last look at Wang Beicheng and rode north.
Chapter completed!