Valkyrie

Chapter 592
Sunset horizon.

Night falls.

In the pitch-black giant hall, the huge bronze door leading to the underground palace killing arena slowly opened, making a creaking sound, and a dull breath spread across the surface.

Behind the huge bronze gate, the tens of thousands of people who flocked here instantly became excited.

They really want to see what kind of person is able to win [-] games in a row overnight, and the one who speaks so much has to win [-] games in a row.

In less than half an hour, the people in the pitch-black giant hall entered like a file.

It is a pity.

The underground palace can accommodate up to 5000 people, and another 5000 people can only be blocked outside, and they are unwilling to leave.

After entering the underground palace, Lin Huang glanced at Nie Jinglei from a distance, nodded slightly, and then went straight into the killing arena.

Looking at the young man in black robe quietly appearing in the arena, the people watching the battle all frowned.

Black clothes and white hair, slightly thin body, doesn't look very powerful, is it really so powerful?
But the spectators who had appeared in the underground palace last night screamed excitedly.

Only after witnessing it with my own eyes, can I know what amazing power is hidden under that thin figure.

In the fighting arena, Lin Huang sat cross-legged in it, feeling the boiling noise around him, and his mood was as calm as a lake.He knew how difficult it would be to fight hundreds of times in succession.But if you don't take this step, you won't find that glimmer of life.

Since it's all a gamble, it's better to gamble first in this killing arena.

"Senior Brother Luo, this person is only Marquis Wu Qichongtian, how could he have won [-] games in a row last night. Even in the Qingtian Martial Mansion, Wang Xiao, who claims to be invincible under the Martial King, may not be able to do it if he comes here."

Among the crowd of thousands of people, there were several youths near the guardrail of the fighting arena.

They were all dressed in uniform clothes, with blue blouses on the upper body and black pleated skirts on the lower body, similar to the clothes of the disciples of Qingtian Martial House.

On the chest of their clothes, there is a delicate pattern of double fish with a tail.

Similar to the Taoist Taiji diagram, it represents the infinite meaning of heaven and earth.

The one who spoke just now was a young man with a short stature. The latter folded his arms with one hand and pointed at the forest waste in the fighting arena with the other, and commented simply.

"He is not simple!"

The young man called Senior Brother Luo said plainly, with a calm expression on his face.With a stern face, and a tall and upright figure like a green pine, with bright eyes, he looks younger, but gives a more mature feeling.

That kind of maturity is not old-fashioned, but calm and calm like a lake.

Behind Brother Luo, there were two girls and another man.

"Brother Luo commented on this person, but did he see through his strength?"

One of the delicate-looking women opened her mouth, looking at the forest below, the light in her eyes was flowing, and she seemed a little curious.

Senior Brother Luo shook his head calmly, "I'm not just in the realm of Marquis Wu, so I can't see through others at a glance. However, when facing tens of thousands of onlookers, my expression didn't change at all. This calm attitude alone is enough to show my future firmness of heart."

"I don't care, Senior Brother Luo is the most powerful. If it wasn't because of this person's appearance that disrupted our schedule, maybe Senior Brother Luo has beaten Wang Xiao to the ground by now?"

Next to Senior Brother Luo, a girl with a round face who was close to the latter said coquettishly, with a hint of boredom in her soft voice, which seemed to lower the girl's age by two years.

"Heh... If there is a chance later, I will meet him!"

Seeing the round-faced girl tugging at Brother Luo's clothes, she looked bright.Another slightly burly young man spoke with a little jealousy, stared at Lin Huang and said coldly.

"This is the domain of the Qingtian Martial House, and we are from the Taiyi Martial House, so we have a special status. Put everything on the bright side, and it's best not to cause trouble."

Brother Luo warned the burly young man.

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On the other side outside the guardrail of the fighting arena, Song Changling held the guardrail with both hands, and stared at Lin Huang below with a calm expression. There was neither anxiety nor smile on his face, and he looked extraordinarily indifferent.

But it was Song Changling's indifferent expression that made people feel a little unusual.

But for a while, amidst the anxious waiting of the crowd and the roaring noise, a deafening drum sounded in the killing arena.

thump...

The sound of the drum spread, and it seemed to have infinite magic power, which made the entire underground palace quiet down.

Then, a referee with two circles of flesh wrapped around his waist appeared in the fighting arena. After clearing his throat, he directly announced the rules of the fighting arena:
"Tonight, the combatant in the arena is Lin Changsheng from the Temple of the Supreme God, Marquis Wu Qichongtian!"

"Challengers, there are 25 people from Longyuan Pavilion and Jianqi Tower each, a total of 50 people. The other 50 people, all spectator warriors present, as long as their realm is below the realm of the Martial King, can enter the killing arena to challenge. If If there are less than 50 people, they will be filled by Longyuan Pavilion and Jianqi Tower."

Before the referee in the fighting arena finished speaking, the surroundings were already filled with ebullient voices.

In the history of the fighting arena, there have also been cases where the challenger was not a member of the three major forces.However, releasing fifty quotas at once must be ruthless.

After all, for each person on stage, if they win, they will share part of the profits of the banker, otherwise why would they perform like a monkey on stage.

Such a rule also aroused everyone's fighting spirit and desire for fame and fortune!
Among the disciples of the Taiyi Martial House who were watching the battle, the burly young man hummed slightly, with a strong fighting intent and a hint of cold murderous intent on his face.

Song Changling frowned slightly.

Behind the underground palace, the principals of the three major forces looked indifferent, staring at the killing field below, their expressions did not change at all, as if nothing could cause the slightest fluctuation in their mood.

And the three principals tonight are no longer the three from last night.

Even Nie Jinglei had to stand respectfully behind the head of the Shenji Hall.

The Lord of the Temple of God.

The owner of Longyuan Pavilion.

And the landlord of Jianqi Building.

On a normal day, if these three people appeared together, it would definitely cause a great commotion in Baizhan City.But today, all the focus and limelight were taken away by Lin Huang in the arena.

Afterwards, the referees in the fighting arena waited until the surrounding noisy atmosphere calmed down a little, then cleared their throats, and continued: "Today's betting rules are changed, not based on the outcome of each game. Bet on Lin Changsheng's consecutive victories , the higher the winning streak, the higher the odds! After the first battle begins, no more betting is allowed!"

In the underground palace, there is no need for the referee to say that the place where the bets are placed is already full of people.

It's just that the odds tonight are a bit unreasonable, causing countless betting spectators to scold their parents.

Lin Huang had to win fifty games in a row to double the odds.In the history of the fighting arena, the highest record of consecutive victories is only 47 games.

In order to make money, it's really fucking shameless.

Fortunately, after fifty games, Lin Huang's odds also rose rapidly...

After the referee went on the field and said the two most important rules, he was about to give a long speech, but he ended up living in the sound of expulsion.

The latter hugged his stomach helplessly, and walked out of the arena silently. He had never seen such a group of people in such a hurry.

thump.

Not long after the referee left, a huge drum sounded again in the underground palace.

A bronze door leading to the fighting field also opened slowly.

A disciple of Longyuan Pavilion walked out of it...

(End of this chapter)