Dragon Blood God of War

"How dare you stop me? Don't you want to be a centurion?" Song Yuchun struggled to break away frantically, but he couldn't break free from the shackles of the ninth-level Tianwu Realm expert.

"Young Master, even if your grandfather is here, I don't dare to let you cause trouble here, because Marshal Su Mo is probably watching from the dark. I am doing this for your own good, and there is another thing I have to tell you. Whether I can become a centurion is only related to my own strength and my military exploits, and has nothing to do with your grandfather."

The centurion's words and the ferocious expression he showed at that moment made Song Yuchun stunned. He had long heard that the Netherworld Army had strict military discipline. Not in his own family, as long as he had status, he could do whatever he wanted here. It is conceivable that a little centurion would dare to teach him a lesson.

"In addition, I also thought of a way for the young master. Captain Song Yang is not one of the examiners. You can use his power to punish this guy after entering. What do you think?"

"Okay!" Song Yuchun waved his sleeves and glared at Long Chen before swaying towards the Ghost Colosseum.

Long Chen saw all this.

"Thank you very much." Long Chen said to the centurion when signing up.

"If you listen to my advice, don't go in. I'm warning you because you are talented and have huge potential, even at the fourth level of the Tianwu Realm. You will never meet someone like Song Yuchun, and you are very confident." The centurion glanced at Long Chen, then lowered his head to advise.

"I am very confident now." Long Chen grinned, showing great confidence in his smile.

"Huh?" The centurion found that he had underestimated Long Chen. From Long Chen's smile and words, it could be felt that he seemed to be a very stable young man who would not make any risky or desperate moves.

After the registration was completed, Long Chen got his own number and walked into the Ghost Colosseum. Seeing that Long Chen was able to enter, many people were a little dumbfounded. They could only say that this guy is really So mysterious.

Among the colleagues, there were many people who successfully signed up and walked into the Ghost Colosseum together. The faces of these young people all had nervousness, but faces full of dreams. The Netherworld Army was their dream. After seeing these young people, Long Chen suddenly felt strange.

"Although I'm definitely not as old as them, why do I always feel like I've gone through many vicissitudes of life?"

At this point, Long Chen was quite speechless.

Perhaps because he has experienced too much, he takes things like dreams very lightly. What urges him forward is more responsibility, the responsibility for his father's family affection, the responsibility for Lingxi's love, and the responsibility for brother Mo Xiaolang. responsibility. It was these responsibilities that drove him forward, not the dreams.

It's like he never had a dream of his own.

The Ghost Colosseum in front of him was an extremely huge building. Long Chen walked into the tall and empty gate. It was dark inside. Together with others, the clicking footsteps resounded throughout the space. Finally, they were in He saw a bright light ahead. After walking out of the bright light, Long Chen realized that it was just a small door inside the Colosseum.

At the door, there were quite a few Netherworld troops standing.

"Rookies, just find a seat and sit down first. The selection will not really begin until everyone comes in."

Following the instructions of these Netherworld Army, Long Chen sat down on a wooden seat not far away. There are tens of thousands of such seats, tens of thousands of seats, surrounding the Colosseum below, which is a flat and wide black land. There are many footprints of ferocious beasts on it, as well as traces of battles. There is a strong smell of blood in the soil. The traces of blood have dried up, but it can still be seen that there should have been a lot of blood before. A big pool of blood.

This shows that many people or beasts died in this place.

The air was filled with a solemn question.

The preparatory Nether Army members who participated in the selection came out of the small door one by one and sat down in the seats surrounding the Colosseum. Since there were tens of thousands of seats, there were only a few hundred people present, and everyone did not believe each other. The seats were very sparse for a while, and there was no one within ten meters of Long Chen.

Long Chen should have arrived relatively early.

This registration is not expected to close until noon, and the actual selection is not expected to begin until this time.

The Colosseum, as the name suggests, is used to fight ferocious beasts. This is also a training method for the Netherworld Army and even ordinary warriors. Long Chen felt waves of vibrations on the ground. It can be seen that in this Colosseum, there should be There are many ferocious beasts raised.

At the same time, there are combat puppet beasts developed by the puppet masters, which also have strong combat power and even have the means to inspire similar combat skills. There are many puppet masters among the Netherworld Army.

Contestants are free to choose their opponents. Generally speaking, ferocious beasts are more ferocious, while puppets generally have super attack power but are more mechanical.

As long as it is recognized by the four examiners, it will be successful.

This selection is expected to last several days before thousands of people can completely fight and produce thousands of ferocious beasts or puppet beasts. This shows how powerful this Netherworld Army is.

The Netherworld Army conducts a selection every month, which is not considered grand, so only four warriors at the first level of the Divine Martial Realm are presided over.

At this time, Long Chen looked at the upper part of the Colosseum, where the Netherworld Army was standing. Surrounded by the Netherworld Army, there were four huge seats, directly in front of the Colosseum. , in this position, you can be condescending and clearly see every detail in the Colosseum, and at the same time, you can release your own majesty.

The four examiners should be sitting in this position after they arrive.

It's like the Big Four, giving people a huge intimidating power.

The time has not come yet, Long Chen is so bored that he closes his eyes to rest. It is really not easy to enter the Netherworld battlefield. As time goes by, there are more and more people in the Colosseum. Many Colosseums with tens of thousands of seats are almost half full. There are particularly many people participating in the selection this time. There were probably 5,000 people there.

Fortunately, Long Chen chose to come in at the beginning, so he wouldn't have to wait so long.

When there are more people, the surroundings become much noisier. Although the Netherworld Army has strict military discipline and no one dares to speak, some small conversations can still be considered noisy when combined.

All they talked about was about this selection.

"I heard that the four examiners in this selection are all very strict, and each of them is very changeable. Sometimes even if your performance is perfect, they can pick out the thorns and brush you off. This time it is even more perverted. In total, There are more than 5,000 people participating, and only 100 people have been recruited. Doesn’t it mean that if you can’t kill your opponent instantly, it’s basically impossible to get in?”

"Don't worry too much. There are 5,000 people. The four of them will select the 100 most outstanding ones. I believe I have the strength. With my strength, if I still can't be selected, there must be something inside. At worst, if you change the main city, I can still participate."

All kinds of discussions filled Long Chen's ears.

"Sure enough, there is Song Yang, a captain of thousands, who is at the first level of the Divine Martial Realm?"

Song Yuchun and Song Yang are definitely related.

"It seems that I have to stand out this time. Otherwise, it's really impossible to get in. I have to show that no one else has anything to say."

Long Chen secretly made up his mind.

Only 100 people entered out of the 5,000 people, and it was actually quite difficult to satisfy the tastes of those four people. Even Long Chen himself was not absolutely sure.

Soon, noon has arrived.

"Look, it's that Ye Xuan!" At this moment, a handsome young man, accompanied by several Netherworld troops, came inside.

"With his strength, he could have joined the Netherworld Army directly, but he didn't expect that he would also participate in the selection."

"That's right. I really don't know what this guy is thinking. He's already at the Divine Martial Realm and he still comes to compete with us for that spot."

"He is using his own strength to prove that he did not get in by relying on connections, unlike some people who, if they have connections, try their best to tuck themselves in. Those who come in by relying on connections will sooner or later die in the Netherworld Army. amidst the brutal rules of competition.”

"When you say this, I kind of admire this Ye Xuan."

"He is handsome, young, and has a strong background, strong strength and huge potential. Ye Xuan is simply a perfect person. If I were him, that would be great."

"Yes, and I have such a perfect sister..."

Amid everyone's envious gazes, Ye Xuan found a seat at random. After sitting down, he said nothing and looked at the Colosseum below with an indifferent expression.

From his demeanor, it was completely impossible to tell that he had suffered a fatal attack last night.

"I don't know about Ye Xuan. Do you know who killed him that day?" Long Chen glanced over there.

At this time, an old man wearing ordinary Nether Armor sat down next to Ye Xuan. This old man was a little strange. Long Chen looked at it for a while and determined that this guy should have the strength of the Divine Martial Realm, and not only the Divine Martial Realm, but also the Divine Martial Realm. The first level of realm.

His senses have always been very keen. By comparing Ye Xuan with this old man, he can roughly determine it.

The old man Ye Xuan started talking, with a faint smile on his face.

"This old man must be a senior figure in the Netherworld Army who came to watch. He should be a captain of ten thousand men, commanding ten thousand Netherworld Army."

Ten thousand strong men above the seventh level of the Tianwu Realm can accomplish many things in the entire Nether Palace.