Douluo: The famous punch-in scene leads the sect to roll up

Every time the road to hell is opened, people from the killing field will sacrifice for it. Therefore, the new blood in the Hell Killing Fields is always replaced very quickly.

However, there are very few people who know the truth, because those who know have already passed away.

Yu Qingqian came to the auditorium of the Killing Fields and watched for a while.

Dots of blood can still be clearly seen on the circular ring, which has dried up over the years. This is what is left after countless people died on stage.

The Killing Fields of Hell are always open day and night, and will never stop as long as there are people participating.

The location of the Tarot cards is on that arena.

But if she wanted to get it, either there would be no one participating in the Killing Fields tonight, or she would have to sign up for a competition.

The auditorium of the Killing Fields is shaped like stone steps, with enough gaps between each row of seats for people to come and go.

Yu Qingqian crossed her legs, folded her arms, and tapped her elbows with her fingers, thoughtfully.

"It seems that I have to go to the registration office to see if I can get the status of tonight's competition. If not, I have to register." She said to herself, got up and walked out of the seating area, heading towards the registration office at the back.

After bypassing the waiting area for contestants, she stopped in front of the simple registration table.

The person in charge of registration was a veiled young lady, who was decorated with a fist-sized black hat, just like any messenger in this killing place.

Yu Qingqian put one hand on the table, leaned forward, and said in a different voice: "Miss, can you show me the list of people who signed up for the competition tonight?"

Her voice at this time tends to be a cool teenage voice, but judging from her voice, she would be considered a pretty girl.

"Sorry sir, we can't cheat here." The young lady said expressionlessly, as if she had spent ten years killing fish at RT-Mart and had developed the ability to remain calm.

Beauty trap out.

Yu Qingqian is not discouraged. Since this method doesn't work, he will try another method.

"Miss, what if the King of Killing wants to check on tonight's contestants?" Yu Qingqian used the King of Killing as an excuse, but she didn't believe it.

Facts have proved that the majesty of the King of Slaughter still exists.

"Wait a minute, I have to confirm with the great King of Slaughter." After saying that, she walked into a narrow door behind her.

Yu Qingqian raised her eyebrows. Do you want to confirm? But she didn't tell the King of Slaughter about this either? Will it be revealed later?

In less than half a stick of incense, the young lady emerged from the narrow door and looked at Yu Qingqian with a little respect.

"Sir, please wait a moment. I will find the list of contestants for you right now." The young lady bent down, took out a booklet from the drawer under the table and rummaged through it.

Not far away, Hu Sai District cast a few suspicious glances.

A short, slightly pale man looked the most often. While he was exploring Yu Qingqian's behavior and thinking about the attitude of the person in charge of registration, his thoughts were spinning several times.

However, there were temptations and suspicions, and naturally there were also those who couldn't stand Yu Qingqian.

There are many people in the Killing Fields who conceal their identities, but no one has ever dared to be disrespectful to the person in charge of registration, or even dare to directly ask to see the competition allocation.

"Found it, sir, here are the match assignments for tonight's game."

Yu Qingqian took the booklet from the young lady's hand and read it carefully.

She didn't care who was participating, she just wanted to know how long tonight's game would last.

According to the allocation in the book, the number of matches every night is limited. If all the spaces in the booklet are filled, it means tonight is full.

But the book in her hand showed that tonight's game was not full.

"Is there a unified registration time for the evening competition or can you register at any time?" Yu Qingqian asked casually.

However, before the girl in charge of registration started to explain, a sneer came from behind.

"Hey - of course we signed up at the same time. Boy, are you new here?"

Yu Qingqian felt a heavy weight on her shoulders, followed by a huge squeeze. She frowned and glanced at the hand on her left shoulder: "Hand away."

Her voice was light and imperceptible to the ups and downs of emotions.

The person who came was a tall and thick-set man, with a beard that he didn't care to take care of and had grown a little longer. His fingers were rough and there were thick calluses on the knuckles, which should be traces of using some kind of weapon for many years.

Upon hearing this, the strong man felt that he had been provoked. He immediately cast a cold look, put his hand on Yu Qingqian's left shoulder and pulled Yu Qingqian's body violently, causing her to take two steps back.

Yu Qingqian stretched out her fair and slender hands from under her cloak, put her right hand gently on the hand on her left shoulder, squeezed hard, and clicked - a crisp sound of fracture was heard.

"what--"

What followed was the painful scream of the strong man.

Yu Qingqian clapped her hands, as if she was afraid of getting stained, and took out a handkerchief to wipe it.

Ridicule, naked ridicule.

It seemed that the strong man had stayed in the killing field for a long time, and the scarlet flash in his eyes showed that he had been severely corroded by the underworld dew.

"Asshole! A newcomer dares to be so arrogant. I'm going to kill you!" After saying that, the man released his martial spirit and prepared to hit Yu Qingqian.

His martial spirit is a stick. Although soul power cannot be used in the Killing City, martial souls are not restricted.

Yu Qingqian moved slightly, turned sideways to avoid the strong man's attack, and then grabbed the stick. "Why are you so angry? I just need to put my hand back together if it's broken. Is there any need to go into such a big fight?"

After easily catching the strong man's attack, Yu Qingqian didn't make another move. Instead, she turned around and tapped the table with her hand: "Miss, please explain to me the mechanism of this registration."

The young lady glanced at the somewhat embarrassed strong man, her voice was cold, and at the same time a murderous aura overflowed: "Go back to the Husai District and stay there. Next time, you can be the food for the killing field."

The strong man seemed to be a little afraid of the young lady. He trembled all over, looked at Yu Qingqian fiercely, and walked back to the Hou Sai District while holding on to his broken right hand.

As soon as the strong man left, the young lady's breath became much calmer. "Sir, you may not know that the rules of the Killing City were changed a year ago. Now all night competitions need to be registered before midnight."

The young lady observed Yu Qingqian and then said, "But if you want to participate, I can make an exception and sign up for you."

"No." Yu Qingqian raised her hand and refused: "I just want to see when tonight's game will end." Yu Qingqian closed the book and handed it to the young lady: "Thank you."

The registration girl smiled slightly and shook her head slightly: "You're welcome. In fact, I know you. You were contestant No. 9377 many years ago. Although I have never seen you, the King of Killing said that you are from the Killing Fields Elder Keqing, I have a guess."

Yu Qingqian paused: "Really? That's also thanks to the King of Slaughter."

Is it really okay for this old man to reveal her identity so casually? But now that I've said it, there's nothing to hide.

"Then I'll leave first. I'll come back after tonight's game. I still have something to trouble you by then."

Yu Qingqian waved her hand, and the figure left gracefully, disappearing into the darkness.

Where was she waiting?

That's right, she went to the King of Slaughter's exclusive spot to watch the game, on top of the tower.