Under the guidance of the woman in the white dress, the three people walked through the long trading hall and pushed open a heavy mahogany door. The sight in front of them suddenly became clear.
At this time, I had already walked from the hall to the outdoors.
In the open space, there is an ancient Roman-style arena about the size of two basketball courts, tightly bound by barbed wire.
There are big lights over the venue.
There were a few scattered figures sitting in the empty spectator seats.
Even though they were far apart, Lu Fan could feel the true energy flowing in their bodies.
When they met, they saw three ancient martial arts masters sitting quietly in the field.
When I saw someone appearing here, I just looked back.
suddenly!
Several cold and terrifying auras suddenly erupted from a distance, sweeping over Lu Fan like a storm.
Lu Fan subconsciously paused for a moment, then a calm smile appeared on his lips, he relaxed and continued walking forward.
Several great masters showed slight surprise in their eyes.
The coercion of three ancient martial arts masters was enough to push a half-step master to his peak and crush his heart.
But the opponent seemed not to be affected at all. Instead, he was able to handle the confrontation with ease.
But it was just a slight surprise.
The momentum they had just flowed out inadvertently when they felt a strong person appeared behind them.
Didn't use all his strength.
"snort."
A great master who had nine channels of true energy condensed in his body snorted coldly, seeming to express his dissatisfaction with Lu Fan for not obediently kneeling down to beg for mercy under his pressure.
The other two great masters also withdrew their gazes and did not take this episode seriously.
There are many strong people here, and this one is not the least of them.
Wang Li and Ma Zicong, who were walking aside, were suddenly unaware of what had just happened around them.
His eyes were both curious and nervous as he looked around at the arena, an entertainment venue where only some top family members could enter and exit.
Don't underestimate the fact that there is only one door between the two sides.
Many families and people have been placing their goods outside the door for a lifetime, without ever getting a chance to come in and take a look.
"My dear, it's really a gladiatorial arena. If you go out this time, you can brag for the rest of your life..."
Wang Li's eyes widened. He also noticed the ancient martial arts masters, but he did not dare to look around.
Here, if you don't pay attention, you will lose your life.
Lu Fan was slightly relieved, and the warmth in his chest disappeared briefly.
"Where's Coach Lei? Why don't you see him?"
The girl in the white dress led the three people into the arena. Lu Fan looked around, but did not see Coach Lei or Lu Wushuang and other people from Bellagio.
"Coach Lei is still dealing with some things. Please take your seats first. He will be here soon."
The girl in the white dress bowed gracefully, then turned and left.
The three people sitting in the first row could have a close-up view of what was going on inside the iron cage in the center of the arena.
The iron cage is made of strange iron that is as thick as an arm. It is extremely tough, with dark blood stains and dried brown liquid solidified on it...
The air was filled with a faint smell of blood and the stench of unknown liquid.
"I've heard that this iron cage was prepared to prevent some slaves from rushing up to kill the host during the fight."
Wang Li looked at the iron cage in front of him and said with lingering fear: "So far, the number of great masters who have died in this iron cage is no less than double digits. Their death conditions are all tragic. It is almost impossible to tell which ones are brains.
What is blood..."
"Because the most popular show here is to smash the opponent's head with fists..."
"I thought someone was here, yelling and yelling, affecting my mood."
"It turns out you are a waste of the Wang family."
The three of them turned around following the sound and saw a group of people walking down from the entrance, led by several young men in Chinese attire. They all had an extraordinary aura and looked very different from the ordinary dignitaries outside.
The leader was a white-faced young man, wearing a black shirt with gold bronzing and embroidered dragons. He had a feminine face and an arrogant expression.
And walking behind them were five middle-aged men, four peak half-step masters, and one who was a grand master of ancient martial arts.
Within his body, eight channels of true energy were condensed.
Wang Li's originally angry gaze suddenly dimmed after seeing the white-faced young man.
"Brother Lu, don't worry about him, let's take care of ourselves."
When he saw Lu Fan, he looked back, hurriedly reached out to hold him, and said in a panic.
