Bao Ding took the long bluestone corridor down to the "ground" of the "Tiankeng".

Once out of the corridor, the space here suddenly becomes much wider.

The air was not so turbid and smelly, and the candles and oil lamps were burning brightly.

Listening to the sound of the air blower and the rotating blades, I guess there is a structure such as a patio that draws away the exhaust gas and discharges it to the ground.

Inside the tiankeng, there are only nine arenas, all of which are about two people high and about one foot long and wide.

The nine arenas are arranged neatly in the shape of a nine-square grid.

When you get into the ring, you have to sign a life or death certificate with your fists, feet, swords, and guns.

In the sinkhole, black iron warriors in uniform uniforms stood at the edge of the ring, serving as the arbiter of victory and defeat.

Once one of the attackers and defenders in the ring falls off the ring, or is injured and unable to fight anymore, these Tiankeng warriors will immediately announce the winner or loser to prevent anyone from being unwilling to give up and take their lives.

Bao Ding walked around the field and watched a few games at random.

The rules of attacking and defending the arena are very simple. Each side comes up with a piece of gambling capital. As long as the other party approves the amount and type of gambling capital, the competition can begin.

The loser steps down, the winner takes it all, and then takes a part of it as commission for the sinkhole.

As for the people on the side of the ring, they can place bets before the ring starts, buying the outcome of either side.

In fact, the arena is a reasonable way to resolve the grievances between the two parties.

As small as the personal grudge between two Xiantian realms, as large as the confrontation between two forces, all can be simplified through this method of fighting in the arena.

Although this kind of underground Colosseum also has gambling elements, it is quite different from a real underground casino.

The Underground Colosseum is equivalent to an officially recognized way to resolve disputes.

Otherwise, those associations and gangs would fight and kill every day, which would be enough to disrupt the stability of the Gyeonggi area.

After Bao Ding walked around the sinkhole, he found an unused arena.

Bao Ding said to the Tiankeng Xuantie: "One move to cross the defensive ring, the winning number is a Ghostly Handsome Qingning Soul Pill."

Tiankeng Xuantie did not immediately take Bao Ding's Gui Shuai Qing Ning Po Pill, but said: "Condensate the true energy."

Bao Ding then condensed the Nine Sun Fire Qi into his palm.

The difference between the true Qi of the sparse pulse realm and the innate Gang Qi can be said to be clear at a glance.

Tiankeng Xuantie glanced at it, then took the Gui Shuai Qing Ning Po Pill handed over by Bao Ding, put it into one of the compartments of a wooden box, and then said loudly: "One move to pass the guard. One Gui Shuai Qing Ning Po Pill."

Dan.”

"You can go on stage if you win ten times the lottery. Does anyone want to compete?"

Seven or eight innate warriors with black iron martial arts medals around their waists quickly gathered around the arena.

They unanimously looked at Bao Ding first.

Naturally, it is impossible to tell the depth of martial arts at a glance.

They mainly observed Bao Ding's expression and reaction when faced with the powerful momentum of the Xiantian realm, and thus roughly inferred how risky this challenge would be.

And Bao Ding was willing to risk everything in order to get ten times the reward.

His acting skills, which can be said to be that of a movie king, broke out again. Facing the aggressive gazes of the surrounding Xiantian realm warriors, Bao Ding "forced himself to be calm" and forced out a "calm" smile.

This micro-expression accidentally revealed his inner uneasiness.

In fact, the Gang Qi in the Xiantian realm basically has a crushing advantage over the Zhen Qi in the Shumai realm.

The possibility of becoming a warrior in the Xiantian realm is extremely low.

However, if it is just one move, there will be variables.

So, someone took out a porcelain vase, poured the Condensing Soul Pill inside into another compartment of the wooden box on the table, and picked out the non-ghost handsome Qing Condensing Soul Pill.

The innate warrior pointed at the ten soul-condensing pills in the wooden box, looked at Bao Ding, and asked: "I'm missing one Gui Shuai Qing, I'll make it up to you later, okay?"

Many innate warriors who heard what was said looked at each other and smiled, with smiles on their faces as if they were watching a show.

The Xiantian warrior who proposed to be accommodating obviously felt that he was destined to be Baoding, so he "exchanged" a Guishuai Qingning Soul Pill that did not belong to him yet.

Bao Ding shook his head as if nothing had happened and said: "Rules are rules, don't break other people's rules."

This series of fights brought this underground colosseum into the mix.

The innate warrior smiled and didn't take it seriously. He fumbled twice from his pouch and took out a small porcelain bottle. He poured out a Ghostly Handsome Qing Ning Po Pill, which was enough to make up for the gambling winnings. .

Tiankeng Xuantie pointed to the footpath on the side of the ring and said: "You two, please come to the ring."

Bao Ding and his opponent entered the ring one after another and stood facing each other.

Tiankeng Xuantie briefly introduced the rules of one move to overcome the defensive ring.

It's just that the attacking innate warrior can only use one move. If Bao Ding loses or directly admits defeat, the innate warrior can take away the single Gui Shuai Qing Ning Po Pill.

On the contrary, Bao Ding took away a total of eleven Gui Shuai Qing Ning Po Pills from the wooden box.

As this was his first time trying to overcome the opponent with one move, Bao Ding was still very cautious.

He directly took out the peach sword, holding the sword in both hands, pointing the sword tip directly at his opponent.

At this time, Tao Jian was already very different from when the two top-level Shumeri Realm masters from the Black Dragon Society were waiting under the ghost tree.

After all, that was the command word Bao Ding attached to Tao Jian through tenth-level running script.

At first glance, it actually looks like cursive writing with a carefree and wild look.

The power behind a warrior who can use the seven cursive script peach swords should not be underestimated.

Unlike the one in front of Bao Ding, the ghost-killing bone knife was already somewhat damaged and he was reluctant to replace it, and there was no additional command word on it.

He looked like a martial artist who had not had a successful career, but he was probably a tea picker who had entered the ghost realm alone.

After the innate warrior who attacked saw Tiankeng Xuantie indicating that it was time to start, he directly condensed his energy on the edge of the ghost-slaying bone blade and stabbed straight towards Bao Ding.

Fallen leaves realm!

Bao Ding instantly entered the state and calmly analyzed the battle situation at hand.

The Gang Qi condensed by the innate warrior when he slays ghosts is as substantial as an extra blade.

However, Bao Ding, who was in the fallen leaf realm, caught another move hidden in his opponent's sword skills in time.

That was a kick from a dragon coming out of the sea, coming straight up from the lower third road!

The front of the boot was wrapped in Gang Qi, like an iron-toed shoe, and it kicked hard towards Baoding's chest.

The half-sword technique used by the innate warrior above was just to force Bao Ding to dodge sideways, and the kick on the lower third path was the real killing move.

This can barely be regarded as one move, with less than half a move each up and down. What's more important is actually the ferocious aura!

If it were other Shumeri Realm warriors, facing such murderous moves with one move after another, most of them could only choose to block, and then be directly kicked off the ring by the innate warrior!

This is also the treatment and fate that most warriors in the Shumai Realm encounter when they cross the arena with one move in the Tiankeng.

Under the Fallen Leaf Realm, Bao Ding had discovered at least two flaws in this innate warrior!

Moreover, this innate warrior only had nine or ten shields before he was exposed!

Bao Ding in the Fallen Leaf Realm has ready-to-go moves that are even faster than his brain.

With his mind racing, he thrust the peach sword forward, pointing directly at his opponent's Adam's apple.

After one move across the ring, the innate warrior only used half of his move.

Then, the competition ended.

The innate warrior stared blankly at the peach sword pressed against his Adam's apple, nervously wanting to swallow a mouthful of saliva.

However, he was afraid of arousing unnecessary suspicion from his opponent, so he suppressed the movement of swallowing.

That cross-eyed expression looks quite funny!

Compared with other peach swords, the peach sword in Bao Ding's hand is similar in length and width.

This is also considering that the beasts are usually huge in size, and it is difficult for a Tao Sword that is too short to achieve the expected killing effect.

Therefore, the peach sword in Bao Ding's hand was only about a fist closer than the ghost-slaying sword in the opponent's hand, almost sticking to the innate warrior's Adam's apple!

Being able to stop the sword blade in such a position only shows that Bao Ding's control over Tao Jian has reached a level where he can retract and release it freely.

The opponent's ghost-killing weapon was still a fist away from the side of Bao Ding's neck.

The opponent's sinister and cruel kick was still an arm's length away from Bao Ding's chest, and it was even more out of reach!

There are two weapons, one is for piercing and the other is for sweeping.

With just a thought, an innate warrior can be severely injured or even stabbed by the Tao Sword.

The other... had an unspeakable expression on his face.

Bao Ding smiled calmly and took the peach sword back half an inch.

The innate warrior was considered a bachelor. He finally swallowed his saliva and turned to Tiankeng Xuantie, who was looking at him with interest, and said, "I give up!"

Tiankeng Xuantie tilted his head towards the Xiantian warrior and motioned for him to jump off the ring.
To be continued...