After I was reborn, I became the most ruthless cub in the whole continent

Chapter 131 Fearless
If a person has nothing to worry about, he can easily become a contradictory body.

Enjoy unfettered freedom, while being easily moved by soft bonds.

When Song Jingmo put on the mask and entered the dungeon again, the guard at the gate had changed.

This time, Song Jingmo quickly got a jade token because he was familiar with the road and didn't need someone to take it with him.

The jade plaque is rough, and it can barely engrave something inside.

Once you enter the code name and hand in a sufficient number of spirit stones, you will be eligible to enter the ring.

Dungeons are dark.

So is the underground arena.

So everything that happens here will not be passed on to the outside world.

The newcomer code-named Lingshi in black and wearing a mask suddenly became famous in the underground arena.

There is no other reason, Lingshi's violent style of play is very enjoyable to watch.

Lingshi's first arena received a lot of attention.

The audience in that group arena thought that this rookie, code-named Lingshi, was unlucky. In the first arena, he bumped into a giant with both spiritual and martial arts.

The giant is nearly three meters tall. It is said that it is a mixed race between giants and humans. Not only is it tall, but it is also very powerful.

Although his spiritual cultivation is only at the level of a great spiritual master, his total spiritual power is not inferior to that of any elementary spiritual master.

In addition, the giant is still a natural martial artist, and ordinary methods cannot break through the defense at all.

The giant and Lingshi stood on the ring, one of them was full of muscles, and had already warmed up for a ring match before, their upper body was naked, and the shiny layer of sweat on the surface of the skin could be seen clearly under the light.

The other figure is particularly thin and petite.

Lingshi was wearing black clothes that fitted his body well, and the weapon he used was also a long stick that looked plain and black, and the corner of his chin exposed under the mask looked like a spoiled young man.

The huge disparity between the two sides can be seen from the body size, which makes the audience in the surrounding stands more and more excited.

"The giant's fist is as big as that kid's head. If he punches down and smashes that kid's head—how beautiful—" The thin man in the front seat touched his beard, showing a drunk and sticky face. smile.

There are many others with the same expression as him.

They don't like peace.

I also don't like you being humble.

A small arena like this basically wouldn't have the excitement of a big arena. Unfortunately, the fees in the big arena are high, seats are hard to get, and it's not always the case.

I can only reluctantly look at Xiao Lei as an adjustment.

This did not affect the audience who were accustomed to violence and bloodshed, shouting the giant's name to make him smash Lingshi's head.

Some people even said some frivolous and obscene words.

The golden-eyed girl who was seated in the back row gave those people a cold look with murderous intent in her eyes.

Song Jingmo didn't know what happened in the stands, she looked up at her opponent.

After doubting his current luck for a second, he immediately regained his composure.

Could it be that because the opponent is taller than herself, she will give birth to the intention of retreating?
Even if there is a mountain in front of her, she has to find a way to level it!

No one in the arena shouted to start, maybe it was just a change in eyes, or maybe it was just the hair being blown by the air current, and in an instant, the people on the arena moved.

The vine array was entangled, the soil thorns restricted, and the spiritual power was poured into the spiritual weapon in his hand. Song Jingmo jumped high and smashed it down with a stick.

The giant does not hide or close, it just thinks it is a child's trick.

In the underground arena for so many years, he has been in the big ring several times, and the giant rarely meets opponents who can break through his body defense.

He didn't even remember the code name of his opponent.

Looking at the opponent who was as weak as an ant, and hearing the fanatical shouts of the audience around him, the giant was still thinking about which hand to use to crush the ant, but felt the weight of his body in the next moment.

His body is falling down.

There seemed to be warm liquid pouring out of his head.

The giant's eyes opened wide.

Looking at the little ant that he didn't pay attention to at all, standing beside him, his eyes were flat.

"I won."

The giant was emotionally agitated for a moment, and he raised his hand with difficulty to say something, but at this moment his arm seemed to weigh a thousand catties.

With his strength, it is not difficult to swing a heavy weapon with one hand.

The giant's pupils were dilated, and the last picture he saw was a picture of a few strong servants dragging the loser of the group arena around him.

Did he lose?
Just lost?
Song Jingmo withdrew his long stick, glanced provocatively around, and finally fell on a thin man.

That's who she's going to challenge.

But not the one to challenge now.

The code name of the man is Shadow.

It is said that he is the subordinate of the third in command of the underground arena.

Every day the dungeon exists, it will create a very considerable income from spirit stones.

The underground arena is just a part of the dungeon, and people who like and need these are here for entertainment.

"I'm defending the ring." Her voice was not loud, and she had taken a voice-altering elixir beforehand. At this time, her voice sounded slightly hoarse, and it was the voice of a very ordinary young man.

As soon as the words of defending the ring came out, the audience from some small rings around crowded over here.

This is not something to say that it is fun or slap a swollen face to pretend to be fat.

First of all, there must be enough spirit stones mortgaged as a fee for occupying a ring.

As long as you complete the specified number of consecutive victories during the defending period, you can recover a large amount of spirit stones together with the pledged spirit stones.

If the battle defense fails, the battle defense rewards accumulated earlier will be transferred to the person who defeated the challenger.

At this time, you can choose to continue to defend or give up.

Continue to defend the ring, complete the winning streak, and get all spirit stone rewards.

If you give up defending the ring, the previously accumulated rewards will be halved, and you will get half of the spirit stone rewards.

Shadow looked up at the person on the ring who said he was going to guard the ring, and asked a nearby guard to ask a few words. After getting the answer, some interest flashed in his eyes.

If you can take out this amount of spirit stones as collateral, it is definitely not because you have to go to the dungeon to beg for a living because of the lack of spirit stones.

That is the fat sheep delivered to the door.

Shadow didn't pay attention to the movement on the ring before, knowing that this spirit stone defeated the giant with one blow.

In the eyes of the shadow, the giant was just a bigger piece of trash, not a worthy opponent at all.

But the shadow is not someone who underestimates the enemy.

To be conservative, he directly ordered people to arrange a few people to challenge Lingshi.

If it's just a few hundred or a few thousand spirit stone shadows, maybe they won't have the intention to do it themselves.

But he learned from the guard that the spirit stone had mortgaged [-] top-grade spirit stones.

Others may not understand the rules of the underground arena, but how can the shadow not understand?
As long as Lingshi wins ten games, he can take away 11 high-grade Lingshi with interest.

The match against the giant was regarded as the first match, and as long as he won nine matches in a row, the reward would belong to Lingshi.

11 high-grade spirit stones is not a small amount, and it is only a small amount of money for an underground arena that is backed by a dungeon. As long as the ten games are played according to the rules, the spirit stones will definitely be distributed, and there will be no deductions or other things.

There are people above him, and when the time comes to hand in part of it, not only will he not be blamed, but he will also get a lot of benefits.

This is the calculation that Shadow made.

But even if you want to do it, you can't make it too obvious. Shadow is worried about other people doing things, so he ordered people himself.

Watching Lingshi easily defeat the people he arranged one by one, Shadow frowned, feeling that these people lost too deliberately, and he was still a little unhappy.

Song Jingmo didn't realize that her opponent was arranged at the beginning, she just observed her opponent habitually, looking for an opportunity to defeat her opponent with one hit, and then took action.

The giant's weakness is obvious. The giant underestimates the enemy, doesn't take himself seriously, doesn't react fast, and can't keep up with the speed of movement.

The defense that the giant relies on has no effect on Song Jingmo's side. Song Jingmo's spiritual weapon is specially designed to break the defense. As long as the spiritual power is enough, the spiritual weapon can hold it, and even the thickest defense can be broken with a stick.

Once the defense is broken, the opponent becomes a small character who can be manipulated at will.

The opponents behind have their own strengths. Song Jingmo also thought about using tricks to test the opponent's details. He never thought that every opponent would deliberately react a little slower, as if waiting to be defeated by her.

After successfully defending the ring for the fifth time, Song Jingmo briefly considered whether to end the ring defense, and finally chose to continue defending the ring.

Thanks to the crazy release of the previous opponents, her current consumption is not much.

Sensing the sight from his side, Song Jingmo turned his body slightly, his gaze casually glanced over the stand where the shadow was, and found that the owner of that gaze was a lunatic.

Song Jingmo clenched the long stick in his hand, his face under the mask was calm.

Starting from the sixth challenger, Song Jingmo felt that his opponent had become stronger.

Due to the restrictions on the underground arena, no higher-level challenges are allowed, and Song Jingmo's opponents are basically spiritual masters.

Once the opponent starts to get serious, Song Jingmo will not be able to win easily.

Even in the eyes of the audience, every time she beats her opponents, she looks like a breeze.

Only Song Jingmo knew that his spiritual power consumption was increasing.

Nearly got hurt several times.

If he hadn't reacted and avoided it in time, he might have had many wounds on his body.

Song Jingmo felt his own state, and took care of it.

Unexpectedly, watching from the side, she had to fight a bit.

You can't always be a weak person who can't do without protection.

She is also growing.

After defeating the eighth challenger, Song Jingmo's spiritual power was running low.

He took out the elixir and took it, while absorbing the power of the medicine and sorting out the spiritual energy, while searching for the spiritual weapons that could be used on his body.

Long sticks are not suitable for every battle.

Especially when targeting opponents who are accustomed to using dirty tricks.

Song Jingmo prefers to use his own way to treat his own body.

Taking elixirs and potions between guarding the ring is an act within the allowable range of the rules. Seeing the spirit power of the people on the stage recovering after hard work, Shadow took out a medicine bottle and handed it to the guards.

Shadow's face was a little gloomy.

It took him a lot of effort to get the contents of the medicine bottle, and he originally planned to use it to bully his old enemy.

Now when it is used on a newcomer who is not very strong, Shadow feels a little distressed and happy, and his expression is distorted and hideous for a while.

The opponent who challenged in the ring again was a young man in white.

Holding a folding fan in his hand, he is personable.

The young man greeted Song Jingmo with a smile like a spring breeze.

Song Jingmo's eyes were vigilant, and he didn't take advantage of handsome men.

Most of the underground arenas are people using masks, even if they don't use masks, whether this person is a human or a ghost is still up for debate.

She's used to seeing good skin, so she won't lose her mind just because of a smile.

When they really fought, Song Jingmo knew that this person was used to deceiving others with appearances.

The folding fan is the weapon of the youth in white.

Song Jingmo could tell that this person was not good at melee combat, so he chose to fight her in melee combat, and knew in his heart that there was a deceit in it.

When he smelled the faint fragrance covering the folding fan, Song Jingmo understood what the plan was.

Aroma has a certain effect of confusing people's mind.

What Song Jingmo smelled was another thing that was almost undetectable.

Concentrated version of the ultimate potion.

The effect is not as good as that of the elixir potion and elixir that you take directly, and you will lose your spiritual power for a short time after inhaling a small amount.

If he lost his spiritual strength and stood on the ring again, Song Jingmo would become a real fish and could only be slaughtered.

Song Jingmo lowered his eyes, and spiritual fire condensed from his fingertips.

The young man leaned very close to her, and the spirit fire smoothly licked the fan made of paper.

When the folding fan was burning, the young man was still a little dazed, looking extremely innocent.

It's a pity that Song Jingmo is not a kind of person who cares about fragrances and jades. He swept across with a long stick, sweeping the person to the ground, pouring in spiritual power, and pointed the long stick at the young man's throat.

"Admit defeat?"

The young man who woke up looked pale and subconsciously moved his body back.

Song Jingmo felt a little ridiculous looking at it, and noticed the soul power that was probing his spiritual power, and hid the spiritual power in his body.

"I surrender!"

The young man in white rolled and crawled down the ring. Song Jingmo supported his body with a long stick, hiding the impatience in his eyes.

She really doesn't like fighting.

When the real guns and sticks are used, they will not be merciful.

The ninth time defending the ring was successful.

The big fish she was waiting for should also be impatient to bite the hook.

On the other side of the ring, a thin figure appeared.

Shadow walked onto the ring step by step, and the audience, who were no longer in the mood to shout, saw the shadow on the ring, and another wave of fanatical shouts broke out.

Song Jingmo wanted to cover his ears, but calmly looked at his real opponent.

Before, she wanted to compete with the shadow in an upright manner.

Shadow's reputation in the underground arena is based on his extremely fast speed and multiple kills in one fell swoop.

Song Jingmo wants to see the speed of the shadow, and also wants to know the character of the shadow through fighting.

She had only inquired about the shadow's love for money before, so she specially used Lingshi as bait.

When he actually saw the shadow, Song Jingmo was full of disappointment again.

There is no need for her to get acquainted with spiritual cultivators with evil intentions, no matter how high their cultivation base is or how good their abilities are.

So, shadows are just opponents.

Looking around the shadow, he met a pair of golden eyes.

Song Jingmo bent his eyes and clenched the stick tightly in his hand.

The figure of the shadow was slightly hunched, and it happened almost instantly. The moment Song Jingmo was ready, the shadow circled directly from in front of Song Jingmo to behind her, and the black dagger was slashed towards Song Jingmo's neck.

(End of this chapter)