"Okay, everyone, now our champion is coming... Everyone cheers, our champion: violent!"

The player named Furious stood in the middle of the octagonal cage, shaking off the silk cloak on his body, revealing a strong body. He had no weapons on his hands, but he had metal handguards. In addition, he wore a metal shoulder guard on his shoulder guard, and several long, sharp metal thorns stretched out on his shoulder guard. He deserved to be the champion, and his appearance triggered a warm cheer. The champion appeared, showed off, and then the challenger was ready to appear. No one cared about the little episodes on the way to the championship.

"Brother Zhang Cheng, are you okay?" The little girl looked at Zhang Cheng who was sitting on the ground with concern.

The level of professional fighters is different. At that moment, the other party made a move that seemed to be just pushing Zhang Cheng away, but in fact he took Zhang Cheng's chin all at once.

It is impossible to describe the feeling at that moment, but in an instant, Zhang Cheng found that his body had lost control.

The champion has been away for a long time. Zhang Cheng wanted to get up from the ground, but found that he couldn't. He couldn't get up.

Mama! This is the ability of a professional fighter. Although he is sober, he cannot stand up at all. This is also the weakness of the wizard. Other situations are fine, but in this case, if one has to hide one's own strength, it is easier to get hit.

The little girl wanted to help Zhang Cheng up, but it was difficult. In the end, she could only let Zhang Cheng sit on the ground against the wall. She was very angry at first, but now she gradually became a little scared. Because Zhang Cheng was laughing, it was not the kind of laughter that was extremely angry, but the kind of happy and happy smile. There was no laughter, but this kind of smile had a more breathtaking power than laughter.

And if you look closely, you will find that although he is smiling on his face, there is no smile in his eyes.

"It's okay, it's just... maybe it's a slight concussion." Zhang Cheng said. He couldn't stand up for a while, so he could only look up at the screen in the distance, watch the two contestants finish their debut, and prepare to start the competition.

The screen broadcasted the final result of the last game - the winner was injured in a minor body, and the loser escaped.

"What should we do?" asked the little girl. Today's purpose is to find the arrangements of the magician organization one step ahead of time. In fact, it is not a big deal. It just wants to take the initiative in future communication. "Can you go back and rest first?"

"No, no need for the time being." Zhang Cheng still smiled brightly. "Let me recover a little first... I remember that this concussion caused by attacking the chin should only take a few minutes to recover."

He reached out to get the healing card, but gave up. After all, no matter what kind of healing spells, he couldn't cure motion sickness, and the same is true for concussion. He turned his attention to the screen. Other people's attention was looking at the two gladiators who were fighting, but his attention was on the coach next to him.

He is obviously a coach, but he still has to help the players watch the situation at this critical moment - he admits defeat in time when the situation is not good and the players have not yet come back to their senses - why should they drink?

The little girl noticed that Zhang Cheng suddenly smiled, and her eyes turned from the screen to the little girl. While she was confused, she clearly felt the warm sheep in her arms trembling. Yes, she trembled violently like a sieve.

"What's wrong?" she asked in a low voice.

"New...fresh...she...mutton..." Nuan Yangyang shivered all over and barely squeezed out the word from his throat. What's going on? The little girl looked at Zhang Cheng in confusion and found that Zhang Cheng's smile was a little brighter. On the contrary, Nuan Yangyang in her arms suddenly relaxed - when she went to see it, she had fainted.

"What...what happened?" Although the little girl was holding Nuan Yangyang, she was very sure she did nothing.

"It's okay." Zhang Cheng said. "I just... know it has the strength, so I just scare it."

"It just said... mutton hotpot?" The little girl realized what it was. "It reads your heart?"

"Yes." Zhang Cheng stood up slowly with a smile. "Well, in fact, if you say that, reading your mind is not a good thing. I just told it in my heart that if you are disobedient, I will use it as mutton hotpot! Just put it in the hot pot!"

For some reason, Zhang Cheng was clearly laughing, but the little girl clearly felt that this was not a joke. Moreover, rationality also told her that Bai Ze was not an ordinary mind reading and could accurately judge the authenticity. In other words, mutton hotpot is not a scam.

He got up and took two steps. In the first few steps, his steps were unstable and needed the little girl to support him. But his steps slowly became stable.

The battle on the ring continues. Even if it is a fight with weapons, it is not a winner in a short time.

"Let me think about it, the atmosphere here is indeed a bit wrong." The Master Lu whispered to himself. "Do you feel the same?"

I seem to have asked this sentence once before, but the little girl still gave the same answer. It is indeed a bit exaggerated. But even if you really want to say something wrong, even the little girl can't say it. After all, although this kind of fanaticism is rare, it is not without it. People have heard of fanatical fans even if they have never seen it.

"Come on, close your eyes." Zhang Cheng said. The little girl closed her eyes and then clearly felt the magic power flowing through her body.

She is also a real spellcaster in another world, and she learns how to cast spells from beginning to end (rather than relying on the system). She cannot cast spells on Earth because there is no magic net on Earth. But she still remembers this spell very clearly.

"This is..." The little girl identified the spell that was blessed to her. "Arcane vision?"

Logically speaking, this is one of the most useless magic on earth, because there is no magic in this world. So there is no difference between having this magic and not having this magic. But when the little girl opened her eyes, she found that the world suddenly became colorful.

Originally, she could not see anything, but in fact she saw the magic energy that was overflowing in the air. These magic energy formed a mottled magical aura. This is... this is... a... rich demon environment?

Her eyes scanned the crowd and finally landed on a figure in the distance.

That was Earl Earret. He was talking to an audience at this moment. Soon, the audience dragged another person beside him (both sides should be friends) away from here. The latter seemed to be crooked in every move, and he couldn't control his balance, and he looked like he was very drunk.

There were many free drinks next to it, most of which were alcoholic drinks. It was normal to get drunk. It seemed just a simple admonition. But... she clearly saw the strong magical light emitted by Earl Earret.

If you must understand it, he just did not just talk about the usual concepts, but persuaded the other party to take his friend away, but instead used a method.

The little girl looked back and saw the dim spell aura flashing in Zhang Cheng's eyes, which means that he also had the same arcane vision. In other words, all this can be seen.

Then she also understood something - although this place is a magical environment, it is not a magic net after all. Magical energy flows here in disorder. The casting skills she learned are meaningless in such an environment. However, since there is magical energy, there must be a way to cast spells using this free magical energy.

In addition, careful observation with the help of arcane vision also made her notice more things. This place, including the ring and the audience, should have been influenced by a wide-area spell.

"So it's here..." The little girl remembered what Zhang Cheng said before. Looking back at the entrance and exit, it turned out to be "I don't know the true face of Mount Lu, because I am in this mountain."

Zhang Cheng wanted to find the door leading to supernatural space, but they actually found it from the beginning, but they just didn't know it at all.

Zhang Cheng's body was still shaking, but there was basically no problem. At this time, Earl Earl Aret, who was far away, seemed to notice the eyes of the two people and came towards this side.

At this time, the battle on the ring reached a climax. The violent suppressed the opponent smoothly. He used his hand with his handguard to grab the opponent's weapon, and the two sides fought closely. At this time, the thorns of varying lengths on his shoulders played a role, piercing into the opponent's flesh and blood again and again. This is not an ordinary injury, and in the blink of an eye the opponent's wound was fuzzy.

The audience cheered and shook the sky, the battle was in full swing but the outcome was decided. The opponent was covered in scars, but the violent was not injured.

"Two... it seems you are looking for me?" Aleit came to the two of them and asked naturally.

"Oh, that's it." Zhang Cheng glanced at the result on the screen. "The champion just now humiliated me, and I want to take revenge."

"Oh, Mr. Zhang Cheng, you... I don't know what to say, but I noticed it just now. He pushed you away a little roughly, but that's all. He is a little rough, but isn't this the case for such poor people? And if you want to take revenge, it would be a bit too much." Eret replied.

"Oh, of course I know what I do." Zhang Cheng said. "I have a bodyguard and I want him to compete now."

"Oh," Eret's expression changed immediately. "This is probably a bit troublesome, there are many procedures... First of all, we have a review team here to determine whether the weapons your player uses are legal. Ordinary weapons, such as swords, cannot appear here. You need to choose the right weapon and let him pass the review... It takes two days. In addition, your player must... To be honest, maybe your player is very strong, but I don't think you can play immediately."

"That's my problem... In fact, we can avoid the red tape of auditing and other things, because my players can play empty-handed." Zhang Cheng said.

While speaking, the Gladiator's contest was over. The champion won as expected. His coach was so excited that he was so excited! He almost jumped up and down. He had already exceeded the ordinary joy of victory.

"I asked, why is he so excited?" Zhang Cheng pointed to the person on the screen.

"Oh, I probably bet a lot of money." Aleit replied uninterestedly. "As for what you said just now... you are not kidding? Fighting with bare hands and armed forces? This is not... What I want to say is that this is a completely unfair battle. Only professional fighters can do this when facing untrained ordinary people."

"That's my problem. You said that everything here is decided by money, right?" Zhang Cheng said. He looked back at the little girl. "I want the competition to be an hour... no, how much does it cost? Of course, it will be better within ten minutes."

"According to regulations, this is called a challenge." Ailet completely lost his attitude. "In addition, the bet accumulated on the champion is not a small amount of money. Finally, I warn again... Fury is the champion, and he... you should match your players with a decent piece of equipment."

"Metal Handguards." Zhang Cheng said. "I think this thing should not require review."

"Okay, I'll arrange for... your contestant to come here within ten minutes. Some of the most basic physical examinations are needed."

...

"Dear viewers, now we are going to enter our challenge. Let's first look at the amount accumulated by our championship. Yes, everyone is right, it has exceeded 120 million yuan. And he still chose to meet this challenge..."

With the introduction, the champion came on the court and took a walk around the center of the venue to show off. He suffered no injuries, only had minor skin trauma on his elbow, which had been temporarily treated. Because he had one-tenth of the bet as his reward, he was full of fighting spirit.

"And his opponent is a brand new challenger funded by a certain audience, Mr. Huchen!"

An Asian man with an ordinary appearance, tall but slightly slim figure came onto the ring. He did not carry any weapons, but he wore iron gloves. This equipment was so crude and simple that it did not require review at all. Although there was nothing special about his appearance, his pace was very steady and powerful. He knew at a glance that he had rich fighting experience and was not frightened.

Zhang Cheng took the little girl to a place next to the ring that seemed to be a VIP seat. This place should be exclusively for Eret. There were three people standing at this time, but it didn't seem crowded.

"If your player loses, it's 120 million knives!" Alett reminded.

Kuang and his coach were looking at this side. They already knew that this was Zhang Cheng's contestant, so they were making various gestures with malicious expressions. These gestures were full of insults at a glance.

"Yellow-skinned monkey, thank you for sending me money!" The coach shouted and raised his middle finger at Zhang Cheng.

The little girl looked surprised. She was very familiar with Huchen. This was Zhang Cheng's retainer, holding an important position for Che You. And... she obviously knew that Huchen was not a human, but Hufang.

The real tiger minister is a terrible war-loving race with a tiger head, a violent personality, and likes to eat human flesh. His current appearance is entirely because of his talented illusion ability.

"You're so confident in your player?" asked Eret. "He looks... very average."

"The magician will also read it wrong." Zhang Cheng smiled. "I don't worry about him, but I'm worried about you."
Chapter completed!