blood contract

"What? His cultivation level has been banned, and he is still a beast fighter living in cell No. C. How dare you let our young master buy him to win." The guard said angrily with a look of disgust on his face.

The young man in brocade clothes said nothing and looked at the girl coldly, listening to how she wanted to explain.

Xiaodouzi looked indifferent and said unhurriedly: "Honorable sir, I can see that you have not been here long. Sir, do you know the difference between a competitive gladiator and a beast fighter."

"Of course I know." The young man in brocade clothes nodded and replied proudly.

Xiaodouzi nodded and said: "Although this person's cultivation level has been sealed, but... he has become a beast fighter? I believe I can understand the meaning of it."

As soon as these words came out, the young man in brocade opened his eyes wide and looked at the girl suddenly. Then he fell silent, put the whip against his chin, and began to think.

It is true that as the girl said, one who has been banned should become a gladiator, but this person has become a beast fighter. Is there something weird in this?

Then the guard on the side asked: "Even if he becomes a beast fighter, but his cultivation level is sealed, how can he defeat Caron? Caron is an early stage master of the third level."

Xiaodouzi hesitated for a while, then took a step forward and whispered to the young man: "I don't dare to deceive you. The slave family has seen him with his own eyes and killed a mid-level master of the third level."

"With your own eyes?" The young man in brocade moved his eyes slightly and looked at the girl in confusion.

Xiaodouzi stepped back and stood, bowing his head and saying nothing.

"Master, this girl is a liar. Where did she go to see such a thing? What she said is true."

When the guard said this, the young man was startled. After looking up at the girl for a moment, he raised his brows, folded his hands in front of his chest and asked, "How many people did you sell this information to?"

Xiaodouzi bowed and said, "I don't dare to deceive you. I will only sell it to you."

The young man nodded and praised: "Well, she is a well-behaved girl. Feng."

"Here." A guard behind him stepped forward and bowed.

"Ten spirit coins will be rewarded." After saying that, the young man swung his whip and walked away.

"Thank you for the reward, Master." Xiaodouzi took the reward and calmly bowed his body to express his thanks and respectfully sent the others away.

Mochi was watching from a distance. Although he didn't know what they were saying, looking at their movements and expressions, and their terrifying aura of not being angry and intimidating, he couldn't help but break into a cold sweat for Xiaodouzi. If it were him or a black dog, I would probably wet my pants.

He clenched his hands and shouted in his heart: If it doesn't work, just come back, Xiaodouzi, there is no need to make that man unhappy...

It wasn't until the noble prince left and Xiaodouzi walked back to the stone platform and sat down that he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Is it done?" Mochi asked doubtfully. He seemed to see the guard bring something to her.

Xiaodouzi raised her cute little face, blinked her long eyelashes, stretched out her little hand, and found two spiritual coins lying quietly in her palm. As for the other eight spirit coins, she naturally put them away quietly. She understands very well the principle of keeping wealth hidden.

Mochi was obviously still in shock and had not recovered.

It’s done!

He couldn't believe it, this little Douding actually succeeded, it was amazing!

After being stunned for a moment, he shouted loudly, "Win!"

... ...

Three days later, colorful flags were flying over the Fighting Beast Arena.

The walls were in ruins, blood was everywhere, and the fighters were fighting fiercely. The spectators in the stands were accustomed to this and had already entered a state of madness and excitement, shouting and roaring crazily.

"Kill him, kill him..."

"Tu Ba, Tu Ba..."

Both fighters in the field were badly wounded. Ulrich broke the knife with a pestle in his hand, breathing heavily, while Tu Ba held a giant hammer in his hand. Although the bones of his left ankle were exposed outside the flesh, he still ran towards Ulrich with murderous intent.

"Death, Ulrich."

With a swing of the giant hammer, Hammerwind hit Ulrich with high-energy coercion. Just as the giant hammer approached Ulrich, he ducked close to the hammer, slid a shovel under his feet to Tu Ba's side, raised his broken knife and stabbed Tu Ba in the chest.

……

There was a sudden silence in the audience. Then, there were waves of curses and complaints.

Tu Ba looked at Ulrich, clenching the hammer in front of his chest with his fists, and fell to the ground with a smile in his eyes.

Ulrich looked at Tu Ba's body with sad eyes and murmured to himself: "Friend, if you hadn't been injured on the field, I would have fallen today... I will inherit your will. Rest in peace!" "

The broken knife fell to the ground, he raised his fists, raised his head and roared loudly towards the sky, venting his grief and anger.

When will this fucking day end!

ah ah ah...

The crowd shouted for the winner, and the stadium was in a state of excitement.

"Urich, Urich..."

Some people rejoice, others worry.

There will be a ten minute break for cleaning.

The auditorium is divided into three levels: upper, middle and lower. The lowest level is the civilian area, the middle level is the wealthy area, and the top level is the VIP area with the best and most luxurious viewing effect.

In the VIP table, a handsome young man in aqua-colored brocade clothes picked up a tea cup, gently opened the floating leaves in the cup, took a sip, and said with a little pride to a noble young man of about fifteen years old beside him: "Brother Yan The young master accepted the spirit coin."

The young master named Yan next to him watched as the other party took away the thousand spirit coin silver notes on his table. Although he was angry in his heart, he could only grit his teeth and cast a fierce glance at the long follower behind him. Then he looked at the young man pretending to be calm and said with a smile: "If you are willing to admit defeat, Mr. Tang will just take it. We have another bet."

The boy surnamed Tang naturally saw the little expression on the young man's face. He just kept silent, smiled lightly, picked up a bunch of grapes on the jade plate, and ate it happily.

The young man surnamed Yan is named Yan Huan, and he is the young master of Shapu Town; and this young man surnamed Tang is the noble son who Xiaodouzi sold information to him a few days ago. His surname is Tang and his name is Yunhui. He comes from the Kingdom of Night, and because of his generosity, He was also a member of a noble family, and Yan Huancai made friends with him.

"Caron...Caron..."

"Xu Zhou...Xu Zhou..."

……

The protective shield on the arena fell like a curtain of light, and the game was about to begin. The people in the audience began to cheer for the beast fighters they had placed bets on.

There were eleven arches in the circular arena, three of which opened, and fifty-two beast warriors rushed out from inside. Thirty of them were wearing ragged clothes and holding broken weapons, while the other twenty-two were wearing armor and holding different medium and high-level weapons. New and veteran warriors can tell this at a glance.

The old beast fighters will be rewarded with points by winning the competition, and they can exchange the point rewards for weapons and armor; while the new fighters will have no point rewards, so everything starts from scratch. In the words of the nobles, they are mostly cannon fodder.

A man with red hair, red clothes and silver armor, holding a blood-cutting knife, walked to the center of the venue and raised his blood-cutting knife high to demonstrate to the audience on the stage.

This person is Caron, the fighter with the highest winning rate in this competition.

People in the audience cheered for him.

"Caron...Caron..."