After some twists and turns, Luo Xingchen finally walked to a magnificent hemispherical building full of purple, which was like a masterpiece of the emperor, spacious and boundless.
And here is the hell arena!
In the hell arena, there are tens of thousands of arenas set up to challenge and gamble all the time.
The winning mode here is based on ten rounds as the first level. The defender and the attacker are in a duel. The defender can defend ten rounds and win ten consecutive victories, then win and get a generous reward.
Of course, there are even more enchanting people who can win a hundred games in a row, which is known as a hundred consecutive victories! A hundred people cut.
There were also people who were extremely domineering and powerful, winning a thousand games in a row, creating a record that no one can match so far.
However, since then, all arenas will be strictly guarded, will not allow one person to go too far, will send the strongest opponent to block the challenger.
After all, these arenas come from the high-level settings of the Demon Race, one side is to sharpen the evil spirits of the Demon Race, but they can't let themselves make a loss business.
If someone is too strong and wins continuously, it will make the outfield gambling fight out of balance, and the gambler will frantically make money and earn a lot of resources from the Demon Race.
In the super planes of the demons, there are not only the demons, but also the Nether tribe, and many other tribes. There is a saying that the fat water does not flow into the fields of outsiders. If the resources of the demons are obtained by the demons, it will be fine. If it is acquired by the Nether Clan and multiple heads, even though they are both an alliance, they are still not a family.
Therefore, until now, that person's record is unbreakable.
Hundreds of people cut, the combat power is against the sky, extremely incredible, enough to arouse the attention of the Demon Dao Alliance.
Moreover, nowadays, it is very difficult to be able to win a hundred games in a row.
Ten-game winning streak is irrelevant, probably still under the control of the owner of the arena.
According to the rules of the arena, the sequence of a perfect challenge for a Lingyuan realm should be: the same realm, ten battles against each other, if it is a complete victory, then the initial stage of the real elementary realm, 20 matches, continue to win, and the middle stage of the real elementary realm, 20 matches. By analogy, considering the limits of the martial artist, the Lingyuan realm is complete, and the maximum endurance is the quasi-celestial and human realm, so the quasi-celestial and human realm will be completely capped.
If a person is really strong to this point, all his opponents are in the quasi-celestial and human realm, but the quasi-celestial and human realm naturally has combat power against the sky, so the opponents facing the defenders are getting stronger and stronger. .
Until the organizers can no longer find a quasi-celestial environment that can fight the defenders, they will choose to win the peace talks, give them generous treatment, and let the challengers voluntarily withdraw.
This is the rule of the game. In fact, Human Race also has such a fighting arena, and Luo Xingchen hasn't seen it yet.
In the game arena, everyone, no matter how enchanting their talents, should abide by the rules of the game, otherwise, the wood will show up in the forest, and the wind will destroy it.
Like the kind of deliberately provocative person, no matter how enchanting, and like a wild horse, the strong demon clan will find a way to make him obedient.
In fact, each ethnic group has some alternatives. The human race has treacherous villains, and the demons also have people who don't like killing and desire freedom.
There are many evildoers who have been destroyed by the demons. Those who are rebellious and deliberately oppose the demons. What is the use of keeping them
Few people break the rules here, and most of them know that enough is enough.
Luo Xingchen walked on this long corridor lit by the red night pearl, empty, and he could hear his footsteps, all with echoes.
When I entered the hall inside, I found that it was bustling with people coming and going.
Here, there are at least tens of thousands of demons, and even the Nether tribe, many head tribes, talking and laughing, shouting five and six.
This is the peripheral gambling arena. Many people place bets here. The probability of a bet on who wins is high. If you win the bet, you can double your wealth.
Those who come here to participate in the competition, the weakest is the Spiritual Realm, and the strongest is the Ten Thousand Tribulations Realm, the Already Peak, and those who are strong in the realm of the main realm will not be able to participate in this kind of petty play. Not enough to support gambling.
Ten Tribulations Realm and Demon Abyss Realm add up to 20,000, which should be enough.
"Come on, place a bet, the latest odds are out, let’s take a look at this stage of the Lingyuan Realm, the sword demon clan Jianzi Jianlan, one loses one, the sword demon clan Zhengang, one loses three! Thunder Magic Clan Zifeng, one loses five, Thunder Demon Clan Leiba, one loses one! Sky Demon Clan Sky Shadow, one loses one, Yin Ghost Clan Guili, one loses three, Nether Clan Ke Moyou, one loses one! Many songs Clan Qianren, one loses two... Bloodbat Clan Blood Green Forest, one loses two..."
Hearing these odds, Luo Xingchen probably understood that Jian Lan, Lei Ba, and Ke Moyou were the ones with the highest winning rate among these people. In the realm of Lingyuan Realm, they were the first to bear the brunt, and one of the few enchantments.
"Blood Bats?" Luo Xingchen frowned. He didn't know which group the Blood Bats belonged to in the spiritual world. It sounded like they had some connection with the Blood Demon.
It seems that in the spirit world, the Dark Clan is not limited to the Demon Clan, the Nether Clan, the Duoshu Clan, and the Yingui Clan.
Many people began to place bets and decided to leave their hands. There are some rich and powerful people here, and some of them even directly bet on Emperor Amethyst, which is really extravagant.
"I have no objection. I voted for Jianlan, Jianlan Jianzi, not only has mastered the perfect magic sword ten breakthroughs, but also comprehended the demon shadow's remnant step, the sword magic, and his strength, in the spirit abyss, it is It's one of the best. Five hundred million superb spirit crystals..."
"Haha, I voted for Lei Ba. That kid is a rare thunder body of the Thunder Demon clan for thousands of years, and it incorporates a supreme demon thunder. If you fight for strength, he will be the first one! Jing..."
"I voted for Ke Moyou of the Nether Clan, the god son of the Nether Clan, who is proficient in escape, the soul-slaughtering sword, dominates the world, and the soul-locking skills are almost perfect. In front of him, they are more powerful than the soul. It may not be able to break his perfect hiding."
"Then I will vote for the sky shadow, the blood of the shadow, the unpredictable, the speed is as fast as the wind, the bloodblade's top spot, the future bloodblade demon palace, will be handed over to him, he is the top of the demons. A weapon, a killer."
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Luo Xingchen's resolute middle-aged man, stepping on a steady pace, calmly approached a few young Sword Demon clan youths of the wolfbrow sword, and said: "Excuse me, where is the registration..."
"Huh?" These people glanced at Luo Xingchen, and an unruly young man looked at him and found that he didn't know him. Here, as long as there is a face, he will not know him.
Presumably this is a mediocre person.
He didn't bother to look at it, and pointed at a certain direction at will: "Turn right at the corner of three thousand feet..."
Luo Xingchen walked along, the group didn't care about him, they still stared at each betting table, continued to spend money like dirt, and bet decisively.
He followed the route and finally found the registration office. There were more than one thousand demon elders received, and more than one thousand places were all available for registration.
This is divided into the Lingyuan Realm registration office, and so on, to the Ten Tribulation Realm registration office. There are five areas.
In front of him was an old man of the Sword Demon Race, ten calamity realm, first calamity.
"Name..." The old man glanced at Luo Xingchen casually and said without any sloppyness.
"Luonan Mountain."
I saw the old man engraved the three characters Luo Nanshan on a wooden sign in the way of drawing symbols, and the number was engraved on the back.
He handed it to Luo Xingchen, and this time added up to less than twenty breaths.
When he raised his head, glanced at Luo Xingchen again, looked carefully, his eyes were shining brightly, and he said: "The Lingyuan realm for more than five hundred years is complete, with a solid foundation. The surname is Luo? The demons seem to have this surname rarely."
Luo Xingchen said calmly: "The younger generation was a human race more than a hundred years ago. Later, they were captured by the demons before they became members of the demons."
The real high-level deception is true and false, false and true, the truth contains falsehood, pretending to be mysterious, but it will even more paralyze the enemy.
Sure enough, the old man began to squint his eyes and said this uncharacteristic sentence: "It turned out to be a traitor to the human race? Ha ha, then you have to be careful. Here, the human race is a mouse crossing the street. Once someone knows your identity No matter it is the Demon Race, the Nether Race, the Duoshu Race or the Yingui Race, they will not let you go."
Luo Xingchen said indifferently: "My fate is up to me."
The old man was silent for a moment, and said in a condensed voice: "How many wins do you plan to win?"
The corners of Luo Xingchen's mouth rose: "Until he died—"
The old man's heart was shocked, and his eyes narrowed.
Luo Xingchen successfully signed up, and his identification card recorded the exact time of his competition, which was three days later.
In the past three days, he had nothing to do, so he just sharpened his gun and used it to make the final insight.
Prior to this, he deliberately went to the peripheral gambling arena.
The voices of five and six were endless. He looked at the betting Jianlan, Lei Ba, Ke Moyou, the people of Tianying, and the magic weapon of resources, all piled up into a mountain.
He wanted to find his name and odds, but he couldn't even find it.
"Hahaha... I bet that Tianying will win more than fifty games!"
"Cut, I think Thunder Ba can handle him! The airtight thunder line traverses him..."
"You dare to insult my idol! Damn!"
The yelling sound is still so harsh.
"Excuse me, where are Luo Nanshan's odds?"
A clear and loud voice interrupted these clamors.
Everyone felt an unrecognizable aura that was so secretive that they looked at Luo Xingchen and found that there was a powerful aura on Luo Xingchen, but it disappeared for an instant. Everyone felt that there was an illusion.
"Luo Nanshan? Who? The name sounds so awkward."
These people looked at Luo Xingchen with no kindness, with a rather playful look.
"Little officer, check it out."
Following a sentence from a young man, the dealer immediately opened a brand search.
"Luo Nanshan, No. 798, the odds are, one loses ten!"
The audience was silent, and there was a moment of silence.
The look of everyone is so wonderful.
After a moment of silence, a young man suddenly burst into laughter.
"Puffy hahaha... Such an unpopular, there are even such unpopular candidates.
I said, hahaha... Your brain is pretty funny! "
All kinds of sneers suddenly made this place become noisy again.
"Boy, how much are you going to bet?"
Luo Xingchen looked serious, smiled slightly, handed out a space ring, and said in a deep voice: "Billions of the best spirit crystals, all in!"
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."
There was another burst of laughter, and the sound was thunderous.
Even the dealer has an incredible look, scratching his head, always wondering if there is a problem with the person in front of him, whether there is a problem with his brain, and he has given so much wealth in vain.
"Hey, what Luo Nanshan are you, are you friends? Otherwise, you are stupid. You voted for such an unpopular guy."
Someone stared at him with sharp eyes, guessing.
Luo Xingchen said calmly: "It's true that I am betting myself! I am Luo Nanshan!"
"Uh..." Many people laughed weirdly, didn't even look at them, curled their lips, and dismissed them.
"Hey, you are a newcomer. You don't know the rules here. Ten consecutive victories are the minimum standard. Even if you win nine games and lose one game, you will lose all your efforts."
In the crowd, a young man sat on a chair with Erlang's legs upright and said indifferently.
Then another man added: "Oh yeah... young man, a bit talented, but a bit stupid. In case you lose, these superb spirit crystals are all worthless. Do you think the demons are all rubbish? "
Luo Xingchen held his head high, his face remained unchanged: "I'm betting on Luo Nanshan for at least fifty consecutive victories..."
The demons twitched at the corners of their mouths, staring at him with extremely speechless eyes.
Someone teased: "Hehe, idiot..."