Time flies quickly, and Tang Jie has arrived in the free capital for half a month in a blink of an eye.

In the past half month, he did nothing, just focused on understanding the situation in the capital of freedom. Li Bofeng gave him some Blackstone coins, and after finding out the quotation, Tang Jie sold some of the materials he had brought. The materials he brought from Qixia Realm were not easily available in Blood River Realm. Tang Jie didn't know when he would use it in the future, so he didn't want to sell more, just sold some surplus materials.

Because these materials are rare, they can still be sold at a good price in the free capital. However, Tang Jie himself also needed materials, and most of the money was also spent on materials. Tang Jie finally found only thirty-one of the 42 kinds of materials that were missing, and eleven were more rare.

After buying the materials, there is not much money left. In the city of freedom, where the gold is sold, there is only barely enough food and drink. As for things like finding a place where you can practice feng shui, don’t even think about it.

"The City of Freedom... is this way to force people into the arena, right?" Standing at the window, Tang Jie tossed a black stone coin with his eyes fixed on a huge circular building in the distance.

That is the Skyfire Arena. It is located in the very center of the city and is like a city within a city.

Countless people rush into this arena every day, wrestling, contesting, fighting and dying. There are also countless people watching the battle.

The cultivators who should have enlightened the way of heaven are here to kill you to death for resources. The so-called fairy demeanor is more torn and shattered like a piece of clothing. In a world where life and death are unpredictable, the cultivator is like a warrior, who can only create a future.

Of course Tang Jie hasn't reached this point yet, but if you don't plan ahead, I'm afraid it will be the same sooner or later. And most importantly, if he wants to obtain the remaining materials, he must have sufficient resources.

"Brother, are you going to participate?" Yiyi asked with eyes wide open.

"Of course." Tang Jie replied.

He was not in vain in the past half month, mainly to understand the strength and cruelty in the Skyfire Arena. Frequent entry and exit of the Skyfire Arena is another reason for his fast consumption of funds.

After being in the audience for half a month, Tang Jie finally got tired of watching the performance and decided to end in person.

He wants to be here and earn everything he needs!

"Tomorrow, we will go to the arena!" Tang Jie made a fist, and the black stone coin had fallen in his hand, gradually squeezing and deforming under his powerful force.

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Early the next morning, Tang Jie came to the arena to sign up.

According to the rules of the arena, the first battle of the cultivator is a melee, and only those who survive the melee are eligible to enter the official competition.

Every repairer who participates in the competition can get a jade medal, which records all his achievements, and the arena arranges the competition according to the jade medal.

Skyfire Arena is very big, it is said to be an arena, but in fact it is equivalent to a city. There are a total of thirty-two arenas in the arena, and even the smallest one can accommodate 100,000 people.

Tang Jie went to this smallest arena.

Although it is the smallest arena, it is still crowded with numerous spectators. The blood, demons, and humans sat together here for an unprecedented time, cheering for their own race.

The unique relationship of the three major forces made them regard the arena as a battlefield of another situation, and continue to write about the grievances and fights between races.

Therefore, when Tang Jie came here, he felt the sound of a landslide and a tsunami.

Although he had come to this arena before and watched the game, this is the first time he has played as a contestant.

From different angles, the feelings are quite different.

"It's really exciting." Tang Jie muttered to himself.

He who has always been calm, in this turbulent tide of affair, can't help feeling agitated and gushing out some blood.

"Boil as much as you want, it won't be long before it cools down anyway." A voice sounded not far away.

Tang Jie looked up, and in the corner, a Demon man with black mist all over his body buzzed. His body is sturdy, the muscles all over his body are bulging, and his scarlet eyes reveal a strong desire to kill. There is a sharp horn on the top of the head, which means it should be a monster.

Transformed into a demon!

"It's the same with you, Du Xi." In another corner, a young man of kinship with a pale face suddenly said. Holding a machete in his hand, he is cutting his nails.

The demon man glanced at the blood youth and hummed: "Then go on the court and see who can kill whom, and roll his eyes."

The two men seemed to have known each other a long time ago, and they glared at each other and then stopped talking.

There are a hundred people in the waiting zone.

Everyone is here quietly waiting, waiting for the moment of killing.

finally.

The door opened with a babble.

Along with the entry of that ray of light, there was a roar like a tide pouring in at the same time.

Competitors who were waiting for the battle walked towards the arena in file. You can see that there is still some flesh and blood on the arena, which means that some **** battles have taken place before they go on the court.

And around the arena, there is a crystal wall of light.

It is a large guardian array that separates the players from the audience and ensures that the battle will not accidentally injure the audience. The guardian array is extremely defensive, even if it is a strong person at the Purple House level, it may not be able to blast away.

At this moment, as a hundred competitors entered the arena, a high-pitched voice sounded:

"Next, it will be the melee of a hundred people that everyone is looking forward to. This time a melee of a hundred people, a few good players have come, and everyone will see a high-level killing feast..."

The audience uttered disdain and disdain. Obviously, they were tired of listening to the host's remarks and dismissed it.

"...Then, according to the rules, a hundred people will fight in a melee, and any means, as long as they belong to their own power, can be used. Only the ten people who survived in the end can be qualified for promotion."

The low-level arena is different from the high-level arena. There are no fighting stars here, and the strength is generally lower, but the casualties here are more than that of the high-level arena. Here rely on a lot of blood, killings and dead people to attract the audience, rather than strong strength, clever fighting skills.

For this reason, in the low-level athletic zone, the mortality rate is higher than that in the high-level zone.

Because people here are easier to get, and it's not worth the money.

Of the 100 participants, only ten can advance, and the survival rate is 10%.

The most ironic thing is that there are only ten Blackstone coins as a reward. This number ruthlessly mocks how worthless human lives are.

Despite this, the practitioners are still throwing moths into the arena.

Because as the level of the arena increases, the rewards that can be obtained will increase rapidly, and the more terrifying the rewards later. It is so terrible that people are willing to fight for it even if they know that hope is slim.

Competitors have already stood on a platform, separated from each other by a distance of tens of feet, but for the practitioners, this distance is too small. The arena separated by the defensive wall is like a huge iron cage, holding a hundred ferocious beasts, staring at each other with **** eyes.

With the host's "start", the light curtain on the platform disappeared, the last shackle disappeared, and all the contestants jumped off the platform at the same time.

They screamed and rushed towards the opponents near them, with all kinds of brilliance in their hands.

Kill, start!

Tang Jie's position is in the middle of the team. This position is a bit uncomfortable, because except for the rear, the left and right fronts are all enemies.

As soon as the battle began, Tang Jie quickly retreated.

In the open space in front of him, one by one spells came - at least three opponents selected him at the same time.

Do I look so weak?

Tang Jie was a little speechless.

At the same time as he flew back, there was already a brilliant sword in his hand.

Flying rain and frost sword!

He obtained a large number of swords when Moqiu killed Wushuang sword pavilion. Although most of them were used by him in the emperor blade, he still left ten superb magic swords and three god-level swords.

At this moment, what he used was one of the best magic weapons. He didn't use the Emperor Blade, and in this highly anticipated environment, he was really not used to exposing his strongest hole cards.

Because of Shenting's thousands of changes, Tang Jie was actually very proficient in the use of swords, and he didn't feel that it was not smooth.

At this moment, the sword came out, and with a flick of his hand, a sword aura had already slashed towards a giant demon clan who was leaping at him.

The demon giant did not evade and rushed straight towards Tang Jie. The sword aura slashed at the giant man, only to cut a white mark.

What a strong body.

Although he knew that the Demon Race had a good hand in body refining, Tang Jie sighed in admiration when he saw that the sword he wielded by 20% of his power was blocked by nothing.

The big man rushed towards him with a grinning grin, his giant hand loomed under a black cloud: "Die kid!"

Tang Jie curled his lips and patted Feiyu Liushuang Jiandao: "Don't lose the face of your best magic weapon."

Following his words, the Liushuang sword body automatically uttered a clear trembling, and then the sword body unexpectedly showed a child's image.

Sword spirit!

This will only appear after the Soul of Sword has been perfected to a certain degree. It is no longer a hazy will, but has a more obvious image.

Tang Jie didn't leave the thirteen swords indiscriminately at the beginning. Each one was the best of the best, and the sword spirit was the basic feature of the super best. It was precisely because they were too rare that Tang Jie left these swords, reluctant to just shatter them like this.

At this moment, when the sword spirit came out, Tang Jie handed it forward. The Feiyu Liushuang Sword had flown towards the giant man, and countless sword shadows were transformed in an instant. This is exactly the characteristic of the Flying Rain Frost Sword, which can turn one attack into thousands of times. Although every time the attack power will be reduced, the total attack power is doubled, and the strongest can be increased to ten times. It has an extraordinary magical effect whether it is singled out or group battle.

The giant man was also a man with rich experience. He knew that he was not good when he heard the sound of the sword. With a loud shout, his body's black qi had formed a hard black armor to envelop him, and at the same time, a mask of light was released outside his body.

He was a body-refining person, with a steel-refined demon body on his body. At this moment, he applied magic armor and magic shield to protect himself under multiple defenses. He sternly said with a grinning smile: "You can't hurt. mine!"

At the same time, a large swath of sword light has fallen on the magic shield covering the giant man. Thousands of sword shadows slammed on the shield like a violent storm, hitting the shield magic shield with just one blow. Shattered, the remaining sword light continued to rush forward, hitting the black scale armor, agitating a piece of black powder, and those guardian scales were all twisted into powder by this horrible sword tide.

The giant retreated in a frenzied impact, but the remaining tide of swords still rushed towards him, hitting him, and the previously extremely powerful monster was smashed into a sieve at this moment.

Blood Spring hurricane.

With just one sword, the demon clan giant's multiple defenses were completely destroyed, and dozens of holes appeared in his body.

At this time, the sword spirit smiled at Tang Jie, and disappeared from the sword again.

To kill this giant man, Tang Jie was not eager to attack, but continued to wander in the crowd. As long as others did not kill him, he would not provoke others.

For him, in this 100-person melee qualifying match, he doesn't need to kill many people, he only needs to make himself one of the ten people who survived.

Another important reason is that he needs to absorb the blood on the battlefield.

The strength of blood and energy is the key to the growth of the flesh mill.

Don't look at the current flesh and blood grinding plate seems to be very fierce, in fact, it still has a lot of room for improvement.

If Tang Jie turned out to be the strongest attack of the sword intent, then with the appearance of the flesh and blood grinding disc, the sword intent had to be second.

It's not that the attack of the sword intent is weaker than the flesh and blood mill, but the sword intent is also staged, Tang Jie's current intent is only small at best.

The improvement of the sword intent requires comprehension, and the flesh grinding disc only needs enough blood energy.

The power of the knife may be stronger, but in terms of improvement, the flesh-and-blood grinding disc is more convenient and more immediate.

Because of this, Tang Jie is now seizing every opportunity to improve the flesh and blood grinding disc.

In addition, it is in this place to further comprehend killing and destruction.

There was already a sea of ​​blood in the field at this time.

Cultivators were killing everywhere, human beings, blood races, demons, killing them in one piece.

Hundreds of melee as a qualifying match, the strength of the participants is uneven. It’s very common in the arena to start a weak game and die, and a strong one takes all directions.

Because of this, the killing in the melee of a hundred people seems more fun, and it is easy to distinguish the strong from the weak.

In this melee, the blood race and the demon race are still the most dominant. The two sides have a larger number of participants and are more powerful.

For example, the demon giant that Tang Jie killed just now, although not as strong as Tang Jie, is obviously not a weak one, but among the hundred people, such strength abounds. Among them, the most conspicuous were the demon man Duxi and the blood youth who had spoken to Tang Jie with his eyes.

In addition, there is a fierce demon man who is as strong as a cow, who seems to be a human invaded, a woman of the blood race, and a human man with a huge sword.

The human man holding the giant sword was besieged by two blood races and a demon race at the same time, but he moved forward and retreated freely, without losing the wind. Not only that, he even still has time to help other humans, while fighting and saying: "Unite, do these blood races and demons first!"

At his call, several human contestants really gathered together to fight side by side with him. The original melee situation of fighting separately is now evolving towards joint operations.

However, Du Xi and Baiyan dismissed this scene one after another, and even Tang Jie shook his head.

Because he knew that it didn't make any sense.

Sure enough, the next moment, I heard a loud roar in the arena.

The roar shocked everyone's heart, but the audience made a huge cheer.

Then the gate of one side of the arena was opened, and a huge fire ox appeared from behind the gate.

With its appearance, the earth rumbling and trembling, as if the fire bull could shake the arena with a few moves. Of course, this is actually impossible. Every arena is protected by a magic circle. This feeling of tremor is intentional, mainly to enhance the audience's excitement.

Seeing the emergence of the huge fire ox, the contestants shouted: "Savage beast, it's a savage beast!"

Not every contestant will understand the content before the competition, so quite a few people don't know that a situation that often occurs in a hundred-person melee: the release of wild beasts.

The savage beasts are released to create a more chaotic situation.

The chaos makes the killing more purposeless, and also makes the situation more cruel, cruel, and thus more exciting.

If the spectators want to watch camp confrontation, they will naturally choose a venue with camp confrontation, and there is no need for contestants to organize. Since it's a melee here, we must go to the end.

The same kind also need to be crippled!

"Roar!" In the huge roar, the Fire Bull Savage Beast roared towards everyone.

Its huge body is like a hill, rushing to the people arrogantly and domineeringly.

This is at least an eighth-level savage beast.

In the classification of the Blood River Realm, the eighth-level brutal beast is equivalent to the real heart demon, and the strength can be imagined.

Countless spells flew out through the air, trying to prevent the violent beast from approaching, but those spells fell on the fire cow and only caused limited damage. On the contrary, the pain stimulated the fire cow and made it more violent. The momentum of the impact has also become stronger.

boom!

The fire bull rushed across the center of the arena, and a blood race contestant who could not dodge was hit on the spot. First, the sharp horn hit him, pierced his shield while flying him, and then violent hooves stepped on his body. The blood race reacted quickly. The moment the iron hoof stepped on, suddenly He vomited blood, and the blood condensed into a shield to cover his whole body. The next moment the iron hoof stepped on, the blood clotting shield on the blood clan deformed and broke like a squashed egg yolk. The blood race suddenly accelerated at the moment the shield shattered, turned into a mist of blood and disappeared, and finally escaped the terrifying trampling. Recondensing the body, the blood clan let out a long sigh of aftermath, and then the light of the knife passed by, and his head flew high.

A demons chopped off his head.

The team organized by the giant sword men was naturally dispersed by the formation.

Under the iron hooves of this raging fire bull, no one can form an effective formation to confront each other, and most importantly, others will not give them a chance.

The killing continues!

No matter how raging the Fire Bull is, the contestants understand one thing: the contestant is the target, and the Fire Bull is not.

Instead of wasting energy to deal with this extremely difficult to kill fire bull beast, it is better to continue to attack other people with the fire bull's attack.

This is the key to Fire Bull's success in the field.

call!

The fire cow spit out a raging flame~lightnovelpub.net~ In the blazing flames, the contestants continued to fight frantically.

Strength is the key to survival in this chaos.

As the weak died one by one, finally, there were only ten of the hundreds of contestants left. With the host’s whistle, the **** massacre came to an end.

Not surprisingly, the Demon man with a long spear, the blood clan with a scimitar with white eyes, the bull-bodied fierce demon man, the eye-catching blood girl and the giant sword man all survived.

Of course, Tang Jie was no exception to become one of the ten people.

However, compared to other people, he seemed inconspicuous, and the impression left to the audience was the evaluation of slippery hands except for the more amazing sword at the beginning.

This made Tang Jie feel aggrieved: He didn't even use the chaotic step, so why didn't he slip his hands?

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