Spiritual Qi Recovery: Signed The Holy Spirit Archangel At The Beginning Of The Game

Yang Mao finally brought Lu Xing to the death boxing match.

Although Qiu Wanbai is more afraid of people in Wonderland, the death boxing matches are almost all over the cities of Kyushu. Naturally, there is no shortage of Tianjiao who wants to hone their own.

Although the master of the black market in Yecheng has the power of Four Transformation People in Wonderland, if Qiu Wanbai dared to make trouble, it would surely alarm the city guards, and even the major generals of the prefecture army and the Zhenfu army stationed here.

And based on his friendship with the city lord of Yecheng, that is, the lord of the Yeyang Mansion, he would pay a fine at most, symbolically imprison him for ten and a half months, and he would be fine.

But Qiu Wanbai definitely had to be escorted to Zhoucheng by the town government army, awaiting judgment.

Therefore, the owner of the black market directly agreed to Lu Xing's request and asked Yang Mao to take him to the dead-boxing match to sign up.

The death fight of the death boxing match is the same as the boxing arena, which is in an underground square.

When Lu Xing followed Yang Mao to arrive here by elevator, he was shocked...

It is an area the size of two football fields. The four sides are directly exposed on the rock walls. The top of the head is the steel plate that has been added and transformed. Each steel plate is engraved with rune to provide light and purified filtered air for this underground space.

The terrain is like a funnel, with an open space of about a hundred meters in the middle empty, on which two people are fighting with bare hands.

Countless men and women in the surrounding stands screamed desperately, cheering for the two people on the field.

Of course, they are so desperate naturally not because there are relatives and friends among the two people on the field, but because they bet, hoping that the person who bet by themselves can bring more benefits for themselves.

Perhaps some of them simply like to watch this kind of fist-to-fight fighting, but undoubtedly, more people come here to win money.

Lu Xing followed Yang Mao to the tin room at the front. There was only one bench in the house, and there was no cover on the side facing the fighting arena.

"The two can rest here. This is your number plate. When the number you belong to is called, you can go straight up."

Yang Mao took out a round black iron token with "San Lu Si" written on it, that is, No. 364.

Watching Yang Mao leave, Lu Xing took Qiu Wanbai and sat in this simple lounge.

As soon as he sat down, Lu Xing felt a dozen or so eyes cast toward him either blatantly or veiled and cautiously.

Looking around at will, this vacant area near the martial arts platform has hundreds of lounges scattered on three sides with wooden frames and iron sheets.

In the lounge closest to Lu Xing, there were only about a dozen people. At this moment, after seeing Lu Xing and Qiu Wanbai's arrival, they all turned their eyes to Lu Xing.

After a glance, Lu Xing no longer had any interest in looking at him and he closed his eyes and calmed down after seeing no one who felt very good.

Qiu Wanbai kept looking around, but she didn't see the two people fighting on the field, but the people in the audience.

The kind of crazy, hysterical look, and the crowd of ecstasy and grief coexisting, this made Qiu Wanbai, who didn't understand what feelings were, kept his eyes on the audience.

It wasn't curiosity or puzzle, it was just that they had something they didn't have, so Qiu Wanbai focused on observation.

Lu Xing seemed to close his eyes to rest up his mind, but in fact he was comprehending the Martial Skill (Huangjizhen Shiquan) that he had just signed in.

This time, the sign-in reward didn't have any strange spectacles, which surprised Lu Xing very much.

However, after reading "Huangji Zhen Shiquan", Lu Xing somewhat guessed why this was...

Lu Xing did not let Lu Xing wait too long, less than ten minutes, after two more boxing matches, a powerful voice overwhelmed the shouts of thousands of spectators in the audience.

"Next, please take the Sanlusi and Jiujiu on stage for a death-match boxing match!"

"————"

There was a moment of silence in the auditorium, and then a sound that was far greater than before burst out, almost overturning the steel plate above his head.

Since the death fight does not limit the weapons and Cultivation Technique of the participants, it is common to beat the opponent to death.

Although most of the people who come here to participate in the gambling game in the dead boxing match are ordinary people who are not on the path of repairers, but because they are ordinary people, they even more hope to see those powerful repairers fight.

This is like those who like to watch MMA games in Lu Xing's previous life, not all fighting enthusiasts, and many of them are out of the scenes where they like to watch other people fight and beat their heads.

Lu Xing opened his eyes, took out the spirit sword he bought yesterday from the sword box beside him, hung it around his waist, stepped out of the lounge and walked to the martial arts stage.

When Lu Xing moved, a large group of eyes fell immediately. When he saw Lu Xing's young face clearly, they were all surprised and surprised.

Because of his pure-blood blood, and his cultivation, Lu Xing has two top Cultivation Techniques, "Cultivation Technique" and "Shanhe Zhuang Qi Jue". He is tall and straight, with a handsome face, and he brings his own as if he walks like a natural nobleman. Mysterious and awe-inspiring.

But these still can't conceal Lu Xing's slightly immature face. Anyone with a little experience can see that Lu Xing's age is at most just adulthood, or even less than eighteen.

On the contrary, as Lu Xing’s opponent, a young man dressed in a strong gray outfit had broken hair, small eyes, and a hooked nose. Although his facial features looked good, he was in the upper-middle posture.

Normally it was okay, but compared with Lu Xing standing on the opposite side, it was like a commoner in commoner who met a nobleman. Before the fight started, the invisible momentum was overwhelmed.

But what made him full of black lines most was the faint shouts from the audience...

"Ahhhhh! The little Big Brother is so handsome!"

"Little Brother, don't fight that ugly monster! Come to Big sis, Big sis will support you!!"

"You nympho, show me respect! That's my husband! Not your Big Brother Little Brother!"

"Go away, dare to snatch someone from my old lady! You count a few green onions!"

"No, that little Big Brother looks so good! What if that ugly monster is jealous and deliberately attacked the little Big Brother's face!"

"Ugly monsters, you have to dare to touch my husband's face, I will interrupt your third leg when you go out!"

"..."

Lu Xing was embarrassed as he listened to loud shouts from the audience.

But it is inevitable that I feel a little complacent in my heart.

Although he looked good in the past, he was still a normal person after all.

But now with Lu Xing's cultivation , the skin is getting better and better, and it has a mysterious aura.

The most important thing is the bloodline of the pure blood, although Lu Xing still hasn't fully understood the secret of this bloodline so far.

But judging from the qualifications of being Ascension's cultivation and the fact that own's appearance is becoming more and more perfect, this bloodline is definitely not simple.

Returning to the topic, Lu Xing looked at the black face on the opposite side and the murderous young man in his eyes. Although he felt a little sympathy for him, his eyes were not half-warm and cold.

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