Dragon Race: My boss is Lu Mingze

Cassel College in the United States is an elite aristocratic school specializing in dragon slaying.

The task assigned by the academy this time is rated C, and the difficulty should not be too high.

Recently, a potion called [black magic] began to circulate in the black market in Europe.

Expensive, but very useful.

The genes of dragons are hidden in human bodies, and such people are collectively called hybrids.

After taking this potion, the purity of the dragon blood in the hybrid can be purified, even breaking through the 50% threshold, and the characteristics of the dragon appear on the body surface.

But at the same time, this is also an extremely dangerous potion.

Once the bloodline of dragons exceeds 50%, human minds will be occupied by the violent dragon heart, and they will become irrational monsters, which is a high probability event!

Few people can resist the brutal instinct deep in their genes.

And Xia Tian's mission goal this time is the source of this potion.

He needs a challenge!

Underground fighting arena in Saint-Denis, France.

The venue is located underground in Saint-Denis, France.

It was one of the most chaotic places in France.

Xia Tian entered this underground venue after going through multiple security checks.

It was an empty gray-black world filled with crowds. It was the audience seats, and below the audience seats was a circular fighting arena.

The ventilation system rumbled, and the air vents carried a faint scent of grass.

This is the largest unrestricted underground fighting arena in France, where villains, gamblers and murderers from all over the world gather.

They fight for money and honor, but it's not just that. There is a legend that everyone believes in this underground fighting arena: if you win eight games in a row in this underground fighting arena, you can buy a magical magic weapon. drug.

Its name is [black magic], only the strongest are qualified to stand in front of the boss of this fighting arena, and then buy it.

He gathered here the villains of the world, and fought to the death for it.

It's like a kind of magic, a dark evil spell.

Xia Tian was playing the Rookie Challenge, and he adjusted the difficulty to the highest level on his own initiative.

There were eight of his opponents, all of them big and round, full of momentum.

A few of them bare their upper bodies and are covered with scars, and they really look like fierce generals.

From everyone's point of view, the oriental man was quite confident. His muscles were plump and his figure was well-proportioned, but compared with the eight big men on the other side, he was still not enough to look good.

Whether it is the two sides of the game, the organizer, or even the audience, there is no doubt that this game will be a crushing game.

After all, the weight class is here, and one fights eight?For the first time in history, right?

Since the establishment of this fighting arena, none of the eight contestants have been challenged like this at one time.Everyone on the stage showed more or less contemptuous expressions.

In this arena, death is not a rare thing, and hundreds of outlaws die here every year.

The ground of the circular fighting arena is scarlet, and I don't know whether it is blood-stained red or it is the same color, which is incompatible with the surrounding gray-black tone.

But no one will remind young people of this. Death is always an unexpected thing for young people. They seem to be forever full of youthful vitality, and their chests seem to always be filled with blood.

Of course they don't understand what death is like.

You don't understand just because you are too young.

Everyone present thought so.

"According to your rules, if I want to win eight consecutive victories, I have to play eight games. If we solve it together, it will save time." Xia Tian shrugged, "I'm in a hurry."

There were boos on the field, and a few sporadic spectators whistled.

"Then, according to the rules of the rookie competition, you must pay a challenge fee." The host was also a little speechless.

"For the first time on stage, you need to pay a certain amount of challenge fee. The challenge fee is based on the opponent's appearance value. If you lose, the money belongs to the opponent. If you win, you can get the same challenge fee. The part of the venue is 8%"

"The total appearance fee of the eight challenged players is 13 US dollars. Do you have any objections to this player?"

The host slowly reported the numbers, and the people on the field burst into cheers.

"If you can't provide this challenge fee, then the game will be cancelled, and your $[-] deposit will also be removed from the card."

"I have no objection." Xia Tian whistled, and took out an envelope with a red stamp from his arms, "This is a Swiss bank promissory note worth 100 million US dollars, you can bet on it, the remaining 86 Eighteen thousand dollars, I bet myself to win"

Xia Tian casually threw the envelope on the ground, as if it was an ordinary piece of paper.

He had a calm demeanor, a look on his face that said, "A million dollars isn't really a big deal."

A waiter hurriedly stepped onto the stage, knelt down and picked up the envelope for inspection.

After a long while, he wiped the sweat from his brow and nodded to the host.

Then he raised his hand high and walked quickly around the edge of the fighting ring. The promissory note in his hand was driven by the waving wind, and it smelled like dollars.

"A $100 million promissory note, confirmed to be true! Xia Tian bet on himself to win, the bet is 86 U.S. dollars, effective immediately!" The waiter shouted while circling the fighting platform.

In this arena, there are very few guests who spend so much money.

What's more, he is still a contestant!

First there was a sound of gasping for air, and after a pause for a few seconds, violent applause and shouts erupted again in the stadium.

The people on the stage cheered the young man's courage and applauded his courage to spend a lot of money.

"Then can the game start? As I said, I'm in a hurry." Xia Tian opened his hands and said.

The atmosphere at the scene was pushed to a climax, a competition worth 100 million dollars was about to begin!
"I declare, the game begins." The host's eyes flashed coldly, and he slammed into the small clock that heralded the start of the game.

After the announcement, he disappeared into the shadow of the audience.

"King of Glory"

Xia Tian was smiling and opened his hands, as if it was a solemn enthronement ceremony.

[King of Glory] words were activated, and a strange feeling invaded the hearts of everyone present. There seemed to be golden water flowing in the man's eyes, which was breathtaking.