Super Bloodline: The Devouring System

"Ten, one hundred, one thousand, ten thousand! If it can reach the level of cutting off a hundred people, it will be recognized by the troops of the emperor's fall Dynasty, and can hold the position of commander in chief of ten. "

While waiting for the servants to return, Qin fan began to think.

The servant in front of him goes to help him go through the formalities. After successful handling, there will be a token. It is by virtue of the token in hand that he fights.

Every time you win, there will be one more mark on the token. When the mark reaches a certain level, you will have unimaginable privileges.

It's a arena, but on the other hand, it's also the selection of special talents for the emperor's fall. All the talents from here have experienced the tempering of blood and fire, which will make the country reuse them.

"Every moment, there are people who stand out from it, and there are also people who die here, leaving their lives completely."

People have to feel that the world is in the cold, there are more people rushing into it one after another.

His thoughts are like kites, and there he thinks wildly, with a touch of emotion in his heart.

But what he can do is to improve his strength as soon as possible and survive in this chaotic world.

"Sir."

At this time, a crisp sound broke his mind, and the boy trotted over with a bronze token in his hand.

Once you get the gold token, you will have a lot of privileges in the fall of the emperor, and there will be a discount when you buy things.

Qin fan nodded, reached for the token and handed out a few spirit stones to the young man as a tip.

As the saying goes, it's easy for the king of hell to see that the kids are difficult to deal with. This kind of ordinary servant is better to get through the relationship, and there will be unexpected gains.

"Sir, if you go on, you can register and prepare for the battle. Good luck and get the title of ten men chop as soon as possible."

As soon as the boy's eyes brightened, he bowed and put it away. He trotted away from here.

Each level of people has its own task, as for the later things will be handled by a special person.

Qin fan looked down at the token, a aura injection, information appeared in it.

There are all kinds of rewards and some rules about the arena. The most important one is that death has nothing to do with the arena and is solely responsible for everything.

"Every time you win, you will get a point. With the points, you can exchange the items you need in the main hall nearby to offset the spirit stone."

Qin fan smiles a little, and his face shows a strange look, which is tantamount to blatantly competing with other gate sects for disciples.

No matter what sect, they are eager for fresh blood. Once they can get fresh blood, it means they have a steady stream of new disciples

once there is a fault in the sect, they will one day cut off the inheritance.

Shaking his head to throw these messy things out of his mind, Qin fan strides forward and sees an old man lying on a bamboo chair. Next to him is a huge crystal screen, on which the events are playing.

"Choose your own opponent, pay 100 pieces of Lingshi handling fee for each competition, and return twice if you win."

The old man glanced at him and pointed to the screen in front of him. At the same time, there was a cornucopia in another direction.

On the other side of the wall is very huge. There are dozens of names carved on it. These are the people who are ready to fight.

He looked up at the past and saw that there were all kinds of strong people, including sanxiu, some strong people from the sect, and some children from the big families in the imperial dynasty.

"Yes, sir."

After thinking for a moment, without further thinking, he pointed to a token in front of him and said to the old man.

The opponent he chose came from an ancient tribe. He was killed in a battle, but some people were caught here as slaves.

If this kind of person has the opportunity to wash away the accusation for himself, then he will be a snow before shame, and join the emperor completely. If he dies unfortunately, no one will care about their life and death.

"Think of a code. If you lose it in the token, it will be your name in the future. Go to the hall to prepare. There will be a message in the token before the game starts."

"Because the person you choose is the original soldier in the arena, so you don't need to wait. The battle will begin immediately."

The old man glanced at him faintly. He didn't have many eyes. He took the token and scratched it on the magnet in front of him. He threw it into his hand again.

He took the stone in Qin fan's hand and turned to the side for a sign. There are not many people here. Most of them are old people. They understand the specific process. There are not many new people like Qin fan.

"Thank you, master."

After taking the token, he didn't say much. He turned his head and walked towards the hall. After about tens of meters, a door appeared. He opened the door and stepped in. In a moment, the dazzling light came into his eyes.In front of the hall, there are dozens of challenge arena. Some of them are idle, while others are fighting. It's very hot.

There were dozens of people sitting in the huge auditorium beside them, watching the battle in boredom.

Tickets to the arena are generally very expensive, but no one will come to see the fight during the Qi training period.

"Take a code for yourself. Since it's a code, you must be domineering."

He took a seat at will and sat down. Before, there was a message in the token to prepare him for the battle.

Normally, it takes a while for him to wait for a notice to fight, but his opponent is the original slaves in the arena, so he doesn't need to wait much.

He felt his nose and thought about his code.

As a code, the existence is to be popular in the whole continent for many years, to suppress an era!

"Long Aotian? No, this code is too popular... "

"Brother is just a legend? No, it's too rustic again... "

The more he thought about it, the deeper he frowned. It was so difficult to think of a good code.

"Yes!"

Who knows, at this time, Qin fan's eyes opened fiercely, there was a bright light across, and a aura poured in from the token.

It is said that there is a mysterious force behind the arena. Once the token is registered, its name cannot be changed.

Everyone has only one chance to register in his or her life. Whether he or she wants to join the army in the three dynasties or others, he or she needs this token, which is equivalent to an alternative ID card.