Gao Wu: I have an attribute panel because of hard work

"Yes! The income of each blood fight is doubled compared with that of white cards, there is no handling fee for betting, and there is a [-]% discount for renting the quiet room and practice room lounge of the blood fight!"

"There is also a handling fee for betting!?"

Ye Huang didn't want to answer this question.

But the bald overlord at the side was dissatisfied with the two ignoring him, so he took the lead and taunted Wen Lin: "What an ignorant rookie who came out of the greenhouse! Before you came, didn't you know how to make up lessons?!"

Then, instead of looking at Wen Lin, he glared at Ye Huang and said aggressively.

"I want to challenge you!!"

Wen Lin's heart was extremely peaceful.

Isn't it normal that he doesn't attract hatred as much as the 'main character'?

"I don't mind winning another game in a row, as long as the blood battle field is willing."

Ye Huang was very calm.

He had encountered more sudden hostile troubles, and this bald man's provocation and taunt even seemed mild to him.

The winning streak is much more important than the number of wins.

He turned his head to Wen Lin and said:

"If you win ten games in a row, or if you win more than thirty games in a row, you can become an elite class. In addition to doubling your income, all kinds of discounts will be [-]% off!"

"Winning [-] games in a row, or achieving a total of [-] victories, you are at the hero level. In addition to double the income, the discount is [-]% off!"

Jianwen Lin's eyes were calm, not very moved.

He added:

"The discounts for elite and hero-level fighting cards can be used in the entire black market, and the [-]% or [-]% discount for half of the discount is universal in the black market!"

"There's also the dark web... Universal!"

Wen Lin's eyes lit up!

Immediately asked: "Where are the above Haoxiong?"

It's only [-]% off when the Haoxiong class is reduced by half, so wouldn't it be [-]% off if you go up to the next level?

If he bought the complex pill for [-] yuan, wouldn't it only cost [-] yuan after the discount?

His eyes revealed the complaint why you didn't say it earlier.

Ye Huang just laughed lowly: "One night, playing three or five games in a row will be enough, how many more games will you play? It's only at the talent level, and there is no discount outside!"

So, he planned to tell Wen Lin again when he returned.

"Hey! You two are too underestimated..."

The bald overlord tried his best to interject and express his anger, but Ye Huang and Wen Linqi didn't even look at him, which made him fly into a rage.

He dared not express his anger beyond words.

"How much is a blood fight!?"

Wen Lin asked.

"Also, what level of opponent are you playing against?"

Seeing Wen Lin suddenly become excited, Ye Huang was very happy to have an additional like-minded partner who made money together in the bloody battle field.

Patiently explain:

"The tenth rank of a martial artist is ten thousand!"

"Then playing ten games in a row is worth a hundred thousand!?" Wen Lin's eyes lit up when he heard that, ten thousand is a catty of ferocious beast meat, which is the price on the black market!

In addition to buying nine catties of beast meat.

Now he only has [-] yuan left to buy the complex pill.

As for the money borrowed from Fang Wei.

He is still hesitating.

I don't want to use it for now.

As for why he only bought nine catties of fierce beast meat, leaving only one hundred thousand?

The question is that there is a handling fee of [-] for withdrawing money without a card!

Knowing that an unregistered card can be used to exchange money in the small black house, he actually understands the reason for the fee for withdrawing money without a card.

A loophole he thought of before was blocked.

"Heh! Don't be short of treatment fees! A rookie's tone is loud!" The bald bully tried his best to find a sense of presence, but was still ignored by the two.

Ye Huang: "Yes! One hundred thousand! Why?"

Wen Lin: "Do it!!"

Then, the two went to sign up for tonight's blood fight.

The bald overlord followed angrily.

Normal blood fights will only select opponents from applicants of the same level, give blood fights time to play, and limit the duration of the battle.

Ye Huang continued to make up lessons for Wen Lin while walking.

"Blood fight is to make the other party lose their combat effectiveness! Until they fall down! Of course, if the time limit expires and the winner is not decided, it will be considered a tie, and neither of them has any money!"

"Blood fight is not a life-and-death fight. Someone will stop it before life and death are divided, but..."

Wen Lin could hear it clearly.

To kill, sometimes a moment is enough.

Can it be stopped?

"A lot of people die here every day..." Ye Huang first sighed, and then continued to talk about business. After all, he didn't come to collect the corpses today.

"I'll play in a while, you go and bet on me, you go on the field, I'll bet on you..."

"it is good!"

"Don't worry about being in the blood battle arena. As for going out later...we..." Ye Huang's voice became lower, and he hinted at Wen Lin more with his eyes.

Although Wen Lin couldn't understand, he nodded.

Prepare to find a quiet place, log in to the dark web, and add friends with Ye Huang, so that communication will be much more convenient.

Many people around are looking down and playing with their mobile phones.

This made the bloody horror of the bloody arena much lighter.

In short, since Wen Lin came in, he hasn't felt any bloody atmosphere here, but it looks like a lively game plaza.

"How much is the quiet room?"

Wen Lin asked.

Ye Huang was just opening his mouth to answer him, but Wen Lin looked at the bloody fighting stone platform where only a little bustling people could be seen in the distance, and his expression was stunned.

The person in the fight looks familiar.

"Over there is the Xuanzi Arena!"

Chapter 83 Can you fight in the quiet room?

Seeing that Lin was paying attention to the arena on the other side, Ye Huang casually mentioned it.

In Xuanzi Arena, both sides of the competition are warriors.

Of course, the elite fighters of the tenth rank of the martial artist can also choose to leapfrog the challenge, and the starting point for winning is 10, but the death rate is too high.

Then continue to ask: "Do you want to rent a quiet room?"

"Hmm! Is it safe?"

Ye Huang hesitated a bit at this sentence:

"Currently, I haven't heard of any accidents in the quiet room..."

"This little brother is joking! The Blood Arena has its own rules, which have been passed down from thousands of years ago. If it weren't for this, the Blood Arena would not have been passed down to this day!"

A middle-aged man with regular features and shrewd eyes walked over with a smile on his face.

He was wearing a yellow fighting robe with a black background similar to the previous Blood Fight Black Robe, with a circle of more delicate embroidery on the corners and sleeves of the robe.

Looks like he's in charge.

Wen Lin looked at him hesitantly.

Musha?

It seems to be different from other warriors.

Dangerous, but not so dangerous?

The appearance of a warrior with a somewhat dangerous aura drew Wen Lin's attention from the Xuanzi Arena.

Don't dare to be too distracted.

He can now probably tell whether someone else is a warrior or a warrior at the first glance.

As for how to tell the difference?

He couldn't tell either.

Just one, intuition!

Also, he seems to have an intuition about whether others can pose a danger to him.

Just, for the latter.

He is currently for reference only.

Don't believe it 100%.

Because so far, he really has a different and strong sense of danger and depression.

Seems to be only twice?

One time was when there was an unfinished building by the river in the East District.

The second time...was after going to Bicui Pavilion for a free whoring nutritious meal, except for the uncomfortable feeling of drilling the stomach that Teacher Pang said.

He has a sense of danger!

This feeling is a bit mysterious.

Wen Lin would rather believe in something than believe in nothing!

That is, there is danger, Thaksin!

Prompt no danger?

Insufficient data, unable to determine, for reference only!

"The Blood Arena is related to King Wu?" Wen Lin asked.

Huang Doupao's shrewd middle-aged expression froze for a moment, and he said with a wry smile: "Of course it's related, after all, anyone who sees the four gates of heaven and earth can guess it!"

"Oh, you were beaten...convinced!"

Wen Lin heard Mr. Pang mention Queen Wu of Kyushu, and checked it online when he was resting and eating.

Some basic common sense about King Wu is still there.

For example:

King Wu was not a person from thousands of years ago. The year he appeared was designated as the first year of Daqian, which is also the current calendar used in the Qianguo calendar.

Currently, Daqian 982.

So, normally.

It is unlikely that the inheritance power thousands of years ago was created by King Wu.

Wen Lin asked curiously.

Seeing the other party's expression, I understood a little bit.