A large number of torches emitted light and heat, reflecting the fighter's face. He raised his hands and kept waving at the audience, obviously excited. It was at this time that another contestant entered. His popularity is clearly not as high as that of this one on the field, and almost no one cheers for him.

Only those who have won the fight to the death can be called Luo Sheng, and this challenger is the first time to participate in the competition, and he has not won this honor. He was dressed in a simple cloth shirt with no expression on his face.

"It's him, it's him. ”

Du Feng and Feng Siyuan both recognized this person, it was the man in cloth who had deceived ten yellow crystals during the day. He was originally a martial artist in the Grandmaster Realm, but he actually lowered himself to cultivate to participate in Huang Luosheng's competition. The Rashomon rules still allow such behavior, and they are still very taboo. In places like Ishihara Castle, people seem to be able to do anything to make money.

Needless to say, I can guess that this man in cloth must have no money to spend and can't be cheated, so he simply surrendered himself to participate in Huang Luosheng's competition. If you win a race, you can save a year's toll and win a certain amount of money.

"Self-surrender cultivation is really useless, go to death!"

"Die, die, die!"

I don't know who started first, and the audience shouted slogans, and the more people shouted, the more people let the man in cloth die. Du Feng had a trick with the man in cloth before, and he knew that he was not a genius, but he was not bad. After all, he is a martial artist who has self-descended from the Grandmaster Realm, although the amount of True Yuan has been reduced, but the combat experience and combat skills are still there.

The true element of a Grandmaster Realm martial artist is a liquid state, and the true element of a Condensing Martial Realm martial artist is a gaseous state. A martial artist who has cultivated to the peak of the ninth layer of the Condensing Martial Realm and has entered the Grandmaster Realm in half a step, also known as a half-step Grandmaster, the true element of this kind of person is in the process of transforming from liquid to gaseous, and it is basically a half-liquid and half-gaseous state.

And like the man in cloth, who descended from the Grandmaster Realm to the Condensing Martial Realm, it was just the opposite of the true element in the process of transforming from liquid to gaseous. The longer the time, the more it will be transformed, and the shorter the time, the more cost-effective. For this game, the man in cloth has obviously just surrendered his cultivation, and he still has a certain advantage in terms of true yuan form.

"Burial heavens, I want his head. ”

"I want his arm. ”

"I want the thigh, I want the right one. ”

The spectators sitting in the front row were particularly excited, and began to book the body parts of the contestants from the funeral day. Huang Luo, who has cleared the customs three times, is obviously a ruthless character, and likes to tear off the opponent's head and limbs during the battle, and throw them all into the audience.

As a result, he earned the nickname "The Ripper", and his popularity among Rashomon was particularly high. As long as there is his competition, the audience is definitely full, and the organizers will naturally make a lot of money.

"Bet bet bet bet and the odds are one to five. ”

The organizer is obviously not optimistic about the man in cloth, so the odds are very high, on the contrary, the tearer is very low. That is to say, if you bet 100 on the clothed man, if he wins, he will get 500 spars. If he bets on the Ripper, he will only earn twenty hepars if he wins.

"I bet on the Ripper. ”

"I also bet on the Ripper. ”

If the audience crushes the tearers, the organizers will not make any money. But the good thing is that there are always some people who want to make a big profit. After all, the cloth-clothed man descended from the Grandmaster Realm and had a unique advantage.

"I'm a scholar in cloth!"

A very luxuriously dressed Mrs. Kuo looked at the silent cloth-clothed man on the field, and directly pressed five hundred citrine on him. If he wins, he will earn 2,500 citrine with one hand.

"I also bet on that scholar, who looks quite white. ”

Those who like to bet on men in cloth clothes seem to be female warriors, and most of them are not young. However, these ladies have a common characteristic, that is, they sell very generously, and the bets of one person are equivalent to the sum of a dozen ordinary spectators.

was surrounded by several female warriors, and many viewers who were optimistic about the tearer before also threw money into the cloth-clothed man. Anyway, if you win, you can make a profit.

"Big brother, we ......"

"Shut up and watch the game. ”

Feng Siyuan was obviously very interested in this kind of life-and-death gamble, but as soon as he proposed it, he was vetoed by Du Feng. Life itself is a gamble, but the chips must be in your own hands. At a young age, he learned to bet indiscriminately, and it was easy to die in the future.

"Hey, hey, I like to tear your little white face. ”

After the full-time bets were counted, the game officially began. The Tearer's pale blue eyes stared greedily at the cloth-clad man, as if he were looking at a plate of delicious lamb.

"Don't talk nonsense, see the truth under your hands. ”

Since the man in cloth dared to come to Rashomon, he was also ready. He didn't dare to say that he could fight ten life-and-death battles to win the championship, but the first one should be fine. It's just that I'm not very lucky, and I met a popular Rasheng Ripper Burial Day in the first game.

Interestingly, Du Feng has basically understood the rules of Rashomon. The players on the field are either shirtless or only wearing ordinary cloth clothes, which means that they are not allowed to wear defensive props, not even soft armor. Fu Tian was carrying a large iron chain in his hand, and the cloth-clothed man was holding a sword in his hand, both of which were standard Xuan-rank weapons, and they were both medium-grade.

It seems that there are strict rules in the arena, and you can't rely on armor or weapon grade advantages. Martial artists who are good at using swords can use swords, but there are strict restrictions on the level of swords. Those who are good at knives, guns, hammers, whips and other weapons can also choose freely, and they are also limited to the scope of the middle grade.

The organizers are relatively fair, at least much fairer than the kind of disciple competition of the Qingyang Sect. Everyone relies on real skills to fight for life and death, except for their own talents, other external conditions are the same.

"Come here!"

Futian attacked first, and the iron chain in his hand was thrown out and rolled towards the waist of the cloth-clothed man. It's like a horse and a sheep, and he doesn't take the man in cloth in his eyes at all.

"Hugh is rampant!"

The man in cloth may really be a scholar, and he always speaks in a crepe manner, and the sword in his hand is with the Burial Heaven with a flick of the sword. In the end, he is a person who has once cultivated as a grandmaster, and his body method is quite flexible, and the iron chain of the tiger and tiger always fails to hit him. Instead, it was the sword in his hand that almost stabbed the tearer several times.

"This little scholar is a little interesting. ”

The noble lady who bet on five hundred citrine stroked the cheongsam and changed her legs. In this process, a piece of snow white was revealed from the slit of the tall cheongsam, which made the male audience next to him drool almost out.