come to the heavens

Chapter 419
Ye Chen thought for a while, then nodded:

"Then do as you like. From the fifth year after the arrival, start to leave contact information nearby, and whoever sees it first will go to whom."

Xihao nodded again and again:

"Well!"

The two chatted for a while, agreed on the precautions, and went straight back to the private space.

The exclusive descending channel has been opened, as long as they are the disciples who signed up, they can descend. When descending, they can choose to descend normally and randomly, or descend in the world discovered by the Taoist elders.

This coming can only be a projected coming, the school does not have any fulcrum in that world, it is not suitable for and does not support the coming of avatars and real bodies.

Ye Chen spent a good night with his girlfriend, and the next morning when he reached the appointment time with Xi Hao, he took a second and split a soul into the void.

Although it is just a trace of soul projection, his current soul strength is thousands of times that of ordinary people, and even a trace of it is stronger than ordinary people.

A rare dividing line.
In a narrow, dark room, Ye Chen slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were pitch black, and the ground beneath him was icy cold. He was lying naked on the ground, and the heat in his body was continuously absorbed by the icy ground. The little power is also slowly fading.

Pain, the first feeling after the arrival is the pain of the bones and muscles all over the body, as if the bones of the whole body have been broken and all the muscles have been torn, so that even a little movement is unbearable.

There was a pungent and unpleasant smell in the air. It was hard to tell what the smell was. It seemed that many kinds of smells were mixed and fermented together. It was so sour. Even if Ye Chen fell into a cesspit once, it didn’t smell so bad. , at least the smell in the cesspit is monotonous.

He slowly took a breath to get used to the pain all over his body, he didn't dare to inhale too hard, for fear that his body would not be able to accept such a heavy smell.

While slowly resting and recovering his physical strength, while recalling the few remaining memories in his mind, it didn't take long for Ye Chen to figure out the identity of his arrival this time and the mission of his last wish.

My identity is a gladiator, belonging to a arena opened by the big businessman Li Qingyuan of Pingyang City. I am an ordinary gladiator. After two days, before Ye Chen came, he finally couldn't hold on and died.

The last wish mission was simple. Unexpectedly, he did not want to kill Li Qingyuan, nor did he want to kill the gang of horse thieves who captured him and sold him into the arena, but wanted to become the most powerful gladiator in Ningguo.

Well, my predecessor has resigned to his fate, and became addicted to being a gladiator.

Needless to say, this wish must be fulfilled, such a simple task saves Ye Chen's effort, he doesn't have to run around, just stay in the arena to fight.

Getting up from the ground with difficulty, he found a long wound on his abdomen, which looked like a scratch from a wild animal's claw, and he wrapped it with a cloth casually, but now it was filled with pus, and the flesh around the wound was rotten. No wonder they will die, ordinary people will undoubtedly die if they are injured like this.

Fortunately, the sliver of strength he carried when he arrived took effect, and his physique was slowly improving, so he could survive without any accidents.

Each descendant will carry a trace of strange power when he first descends, which has the effect of bringing the dead back to life. After descending, severe injuries can be healed. Otherwise, most of the descendants will descend on the seriously injured or fatally injured dead. Without this power, too much It won't be long before he dies again.

Of course, this power can only take effect once at the moment of its arrival, even if it is only a few seconds after the arrival, if someone makes up the sword again, it will still die.

This body is too weak, just getting up and sitting against the wall makes him panting, so he took a rest Ye Chen whispered:
"Destiny!"

As soon as the voice fell, the attribute power panel opened in front of his eyes. On the bare panel, there was only a popular basic exercise called Man Niu Jin. The predecessor had just practiced the first level, and his physique and strength were only slightly stronger than ordinary people.

Look at the potential points below, 1547 points, which seems to be the worst start since he obtained the attribute power.

This world is black before his eyes, and he doesn't know anything. With this thousand and five potential points, he doesn't know whether he can get rid of the situation in front of him.But no matter how miserable the day is, there is no choice but to improve this brute force first, so as to save one's life first, and survive in this cruel arena first.

The life of a gladiator is very cruel. In addition to training, every day is fighting. Frequent fighting accumulates various scars, and the lifespan of a gladiator is generally not long.

Just like Ye Chen's body, if he does not die and continues like this, the accumulated injuries will continue to consume a small amount of vitality. Even if he does not die in the arena, he may only live for four or fifty years and will quickly age and die.

Of course Ye Chen didn't want to die so early. According to the elders in the door, they can stay in this world for 100 years, which is the longest world they have stayed in since he came. Of course, we should explore it well.

Focusing on the brilliance on the panel, the hammer of consciousness was pressed hard, and the ten potential points disappeared, turning into a powerful force that penetrated into the limbs, bones and all muscles in the body.

"Ok?"

Ye Chen's consciousness wandered through his body with this force, and immediately felt something strange, but just as he was about to feel it carefully, the warm current had disappeared, and the strange feeling also disappeared.

Brute force has been promoted to the second level, his physique and strength have been improved at the same time, touching the arm muscles, he feels that his skin has become much tougher, just like cowhide.

There are only seven levels of Man Niu Jin in total, and the second level only uses ten potential points. It may not take much to upgrade to the seventh level. Ye Chen took a break and continued to improve.

Next, consume 150 points, 240 points, [-] points, a total of [-] potential points in one breath, and raise the barbaric strength to the fifth level, which will reach the limit of the body load, and it will take a while to continue to improve.

"This increase is a bit powerful!"

Ye Chen stood up and felt the surging power in his body. According to actual calculations, he now has a strength of about [-] kilograms and a corresponding physique, and his physical defense seems to be even more exaggerated. He doubts that this layer of skin can block bullets. up.

Moreover, this technique can also change the body. He is now almost half a head taller than when he first arrived. His bones are thick and powerful, and his energy is extremely strong. exaggerate.

"This is also called basic skills? This world is a bit powerful."

Ye Chen took a few breaths to subdue his exuberant anger, and then looked at the attributes and abilities panel. It takes a full [-] potential points to upgrade to the sixth floor. I am afraid that the remaining potential points are not enough.

Brute Bull Strength, the basic body training method, has seven levels in total, and it has the strength of a bull when it is cultivated to a great success, and there is a very small chance to open the Divine Treasure of Extreme Strength.

"Liji Shenzang? What the hell is this? The power system of this world?"

Ye Chen once again looked at the introduction of the skills on the attribute and ability panel, and three question marks rose in his mind. He had never heard of this name. It seems that human beings have descended into so many worlds, and he has never heard of the so-called Shenzang. Lots of world pop.

Turning off the panel, Ye Chen got up and walked to the door of the small black house. The thick door was only about ten centimeters above the ground and there was a small window, which couldn't get his head in. There was a broken sauce-colored pottery bowl next to the small window. There are some rancid meals in it, presumably the meals are sent in through this small window.

Walking to the door, Ye Chen kicked the door without hesitation, and a loud 'bang' made ears buzz in the small black room.

Soon there was a muffled sound outside, as if the head was hitting the wall, followed by a sound of cursing:
"Damn it, no matter who you are, you are dead."

A burst of hurried footsteps walked to the front of the small black room, paused, and shouted:

"Who kicked it?"

Ye Chen kicked the door again and shouted:
"It was your grandpa who kicked it."

There was a moment of hesitation outside the door, and then there was a sudden light on the small door, which turned out to be a secret door opened, and a bald man with a full face squatted on the secret door window and stared at Ye Chen, with a look of surprise in his eyes:
"You're not dead yet?"

Immediately afterwards, he was furious, and slapped the door with the whip in his hand, and roared angrily:

"If you don't die, go back, the meal is not here yet."

A large amount of saliva spouted from the window, Ye Chen turned his head away, and waited until the big man finished shouting before saying:
"Change another room for me, I'm going to fight tomorrow!"

The big man was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly stepped forward to look at Ye Chen's upper body, and said strangely:

"You were about to die from such a serious injury a few days ago, how did you recover so quickly?"

He seemed to have thought of something just after he finished speaking, and said with his eyes wide open:
"You broke through?"

Ye Chen wrapped his thick arms around his chest, showing his bulging muscles, and nodded proudly.

There was a trace of envy on the big man's face, and he said:

"You're lucky, just wait."

Turn around and leave.

It didn't take long for the big man to come back, besides him and two armored soldiers, the big man opened the door and said:
"Come with me."

Ye Chen grinned at the big man, and followed the big man out of the small black room without looking at the two soldiers in combat posture.

The arena is very realistic, and the treatment of gladiators is linked to their value. Ye Chen was seriously injured before and was deemed to be dying, and he was thrown into a small black room to fend for himself. Instant change.

Not to mention changing to a spacious and bright hut, someone immediately brought a large bowl of food and wine, and Ye Chen started eating without any hesitation.

The owner of the arena, Li Qingyuan, is a big businessman. He is very realistic and treats valuable gladiators very preferentially. As long as he does not want to escape, he is willing to fight to create value. It's nothing to be so high-profile just now.

In the arena, one must be high-profile and show one's own value. Not to mention the low-key treatment is not good, and it is easy to be considered by the arena supervisor as having little value, and arrange some dangerous opponents early to make him die early and survive.

The last wish of this body is to become the strongest gladiator in Ningguo. It just so happens that Ye Chen doesn't have enough potential left, so he doesn't want to waste time. He has a good rest today and will fight tomorrow.

He is so anxious that he is confident enough. Although the bull strength is only the most basic body training method, it is not weak even if it is practiced to a great degree. The strength of a bull is [-] kilograms, which is definitely one of the best in Pingyang City.

Through the memory of this small body, Pingyang City seems to belong to the mortal forces, and there is no information about the existence of immortals and other supernatural beings, or the status of this body is too low to know, but the strongest master in Pingyang City is also It's just a little bit of strength, maybe it will be a little higher, but it will never be much higher.

To get in touch with the extraordinary power of this world, I am afraid that I have to leave Pingyang City, or go to the capital of Ningguo.

Fortunately, there is plenty of time for this coming, 100 years is enough for him to spend, even if it takes ten years to complete this task, it will be no problem.

After eating and drinking enough, telling the guard not to disturb him, Ye Chen lay back on the bed and closed his eyes to rest.

After sleeping until about four o'clock in the morning the next day, Ye Chen got up early to eat something, and found someone to take a wide wooden sword to move his body in the rest area.

It's the first time I come here, I haven't tried my skills yet, so I need to exercise my muscles and bones first, lest my muscles and bones be inflexible and unable to perform some movements in a fight, and it will be miserable.

The weapon he chooses is the sword. It is not very powerful now, and it is not very powerful with bare hands. Of course, other weapons besides the sword have also been practiced. After all, the battle is all arranged according to the arena. It is possible to do it with bare hands, so prepare ahead of time.

At seven o'clock in the practice, an attendant of the director of the arena entered the room, watched him practice for a while, and said in a deep voice:

"Your battle is scheduled for the third round. The opponent is three wild wolves, and you only have one dagger."

Ye Chen was maintaining his slashing movement, but he stopped motionless when he heard this, and it took him a long time to speak out:
"understood."

When the servants were ordered to leave, Ye Chen threw the wooden sword in his hand aside, sat cross-legged on the ground and closed his eyes to rest.

He didn't doubt that this was the arena's intentional death. It's nothing to fight three wild wolves with only a dagger. His kung fu has broken through the arena. Of course, he will arrange a fierce battle. The opponent will definitely not be Wei. It's as simple as a wolf before breaking through.

Gladiator fights are famous for their fierceness and blood. It is common for gladiators to die in the arena. Every fight is difficult, and there will never be an easy fight unless there are special arrangements.

The arena opens at eight o'clock for guests to enter the arena, and the official start is nine o'clock. Ye Chen is scheduled for the third game today. If he is faster, he will have his turn at 09:30, and if he is slower, it will be around ten o'clock. It is impossible to be slower. The tie is over, either the opponent or the gladiator goes down to break the balance.

At nine o'clock, someone called him to get ready. Ye Chen got up and took off his robe, wearing only a pair of shorts, revealing his strong body and muscles, and walked into the arena bare-handed.

The arena is a very traditional style. There is a circular arena in the center surrounded by a high wall. Above the wall is a high stand. There are four entrances and exits around the wall. Ye Chen walked along the passage under the stand. When I arrived at one of the entrances, I saw four big men standing in the corner of a small hall with only trousers on their lower body and scars on their upper body. When they saw him coming, the four of them just glanced indifferently. They each sat down and closed their eyes to rest.

(End of this chapter)