After walking for several miles along the bustling streets, there were many splendid pavilions covered with space formations along the way, but Yiran still didn't find the location of the Starfall Arena.

Pedestrians on the street are bustling and hurried. Most of them go straight to a certain store, and very few people are shopping leisurely.

After walking for several more miles, this straight street still didn't reach the end, but there was a plaque hanging on the magnificent building on Yiran's right, which was the "Starfall Arena".

This extremely glorious attic stands out from the crowd, far higher than other buildings. Even the Lingtian Pavilion is more than half shorter.

Even through the space formation, Yiran could feel the icy chill radiating from this building.

Hanging on every eaves corner are terrifying monsters that Yiran has only seen in books. Each monster can reach spiritual level or above when it reaches adulthood.

The background color of the walls is completely different from the bright colors chosen by other buildings. Instead, it is black, making people fall into it just by looking at it.

There are various strange murals carved on the black walls, which seem to be some kind of ferocious monsters. There seems to be nothing there, just random graffiti by the person who carved the murals.

Even before he stepped into the space formation and entered this meteorite arena, Yiran already felt an inexplicable shock.

Ordinary shops, whether large or small, exquisite or simple, will have more or less customers coming and going, but in this Starfall Arena, no one was seen entering or leaving for a long time.

Stepping into the space formation, the scene in front of me immediately changed astonishingly.

This pavilion can no longer be described as a building. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a mountain. Its height cannot be clearly seen from along the line.

If he is placed in the Qinglong Secret Realm, he will definitely break through the sky.

The monster hanging on the corner of the eaves is lifelike, its eyes are piercing, and the scales on its body are just like the real thing.

On these carved monsters, there is even more magical energy flowing. Countless magical beasts are pulling each other, and the magical energy is constantly flowing.

This arrangement actually builds an array once again within the space array.

Just scanning his perception lightly over the Warcraft sculpture, Yiran discovered that there was actually a complete fifth-level magic core hidden in the sculpture.

Unable to suppress the shock in her heart any longer, Yiran looked up at the countless sculptures and fell silent.

There were so many almost countless fifth-level magic cores that Yi Ran was speechless.

Before Yi Ran could continue to carefully observe the murals on the wall, two strong men trotted towards the duel arena.

Both of the two strong men were not wearing shirts, revealing the muscles on their chests that were so strong that they were almost exploding. Their outlines were extremely prominent and did not even sway at all due to running.

Both arms are much thicker than his thighs. Even if he uses Tianxin Body, his thighs cannot compare with the arms of these two people.

As he ran towards him, two thighs as thick as an elephant's legs stepped on the ground, and Yiran could even feel a slight vibration.

Such momentum, coupled with the rumors he heard, made Yiran involuntarily want to put on a defensive posture.

However, before Yiran could react, two strong men suddenly stood still when they were about five feet in front of Yiran. They stood straight and looked at Yiran with their fists hanging by their sides.

Then at the same time, he bent down and bowed ninety degrees to Yiran, and said: "Welcome young hero to the Starfall Arena."

Their voices were like a battering ram striking a bell, the rumble was dull and long, but full of humility.

Then the two of them raised their bodies at the same time to look at the slender young man in front of them, and asked politely: "Young hero, are you here to watch the gladiatorial fight or do you want to participate in the gladiatorial fight?"

"If you are watching a gladiatorial fight, today's gladiatorial fight has already begun. Please come with me as soon as possible. Of course, a ticket of fifty gold coins will be charged to watch the gladiatorial fight."

"At the same time, you can also place bets on the outcome, life and death, or even on which side can defeat the opponent within a few moves. However, today's battle has begun and we are no longer accepting bets."

As soon as he finished speaking, the strong man continued: "If you are here to participate in the gladiatorial battle, you can come with me. I will take you to understand the rules of our Starfall Arena and find an opponent for you."

Compared with their appearance and the first words they said to greet the guests, the voices of the two spoke were many times gentler.

Even Yi Ran couldn't tell whether they had this kind of personality or what caused it.

Yiran would never have thought that when they first arrived, they thought that as the entrance to the arena, they must have a fierce aura, so they always treated those unfamiliar faces with a fierce look.

The two of them are strong and strong, and their physical strength is not weaker than that of some great martial artists. Their strength has even reached the level of the Nine-Star Martial Sect. Their strength is already extremely strong.

But even with such strength, in past receptions, he was dealt a terrible blow because of his fierce attitude.

Being beaten out is the most minor case, but in severe cases, they can even be beaten to the point of being unable to leave the ground for several days, and the Starfall Arena doesn't care at all how the two of them are dealt with.

If the visitor is stronger than the two of them, he or she must be a sixth-level warrior. If he is a guard with sixth-level strength, he must be a distinguished guest with a strong family background.

After all, these guys who can take care of two people are the guests that the Starfall Arena will care about.

The two of them also became smarter as they continued to be beaten. The stranger the face, the easier it was to receive them, and the younger the person, the more likely they were to greet them with a smile.

As for the customers who came often, it goes without saying that they are both firmly remembered in their minds.

Without any hesitation, Yiran took out fifty gold coins from the space ring and handed them to the strong man in the lead, and said with a chuckle:

"Today's battle has begun. Anyway, we have to wait until tomorrow to participate in the gladiatorial battle. So let's watch the battle first and come back to join the battle tomorrow."

The strong man collected the gold coins and turned around without even looking at them. At the same time, a gentler voice came into Yiran's ears:

"Young hero, hurry up and follow me. Today's battle has been going on for a while. If we don't hurry up, we won't be able to see the wonderful battle. If you miss the battle, the ticket price will not be refunded."

The voice became soft and gentle, naturally because the strong man didn't even blink when he saw Yiran take out fifty gold coins.

The two people who have become human spirits have already known a truth, there will be people with so many gold coins on their bodies.

Either they are the so-called geniuses who came from the town and want to establish themselves in Yishui City. Most of these people have some talent, but very few of them will become regulars in the arena.

If you want to get some profit from them in the arena, it will be even harder than reaching the sky.

And the young man in front of him looked very young at first glance, and he didn't show any distress at the battle that only cost fifty gold coins to watch. Then this young man belonged to another type of person.

This kind of people are the real geniuses from the principality. They have talent and fighting ability and are not short of money.

Whether you are watching battles to accumulate combat experience, participating in betting, or even participating in gladiatorial battles yourself, it can bring a lot of income to the gladiatorial arena.

It was this kind of people who caused these two strong men to suffer the most.

Because they have strength, even if their cultivation level is two stars lower, they can still defeat two strong men.

And this kind of young man with an extraordinary birth cannot tolerate the slightest insult, and he is the kind of master who will take action whenever he disagrees with someone.

Following the strong man into the arena, you can faintly smell the smell of blood in your breath, and the air is filled with a biting coldness.

After walking up dozens of feet of stairs and pushing open a simple and heavy door, a strong breath hit her face and slapped Yiran hard on the face.

At the same time, there were extremely noisy cheers and extremely crazy roars, all of which reached Yiran's ears. Even the concert of the world's top singers was probably no more powerful than this.

The words coming from the strong man in his ears were almost completely covered up, but Yiran, who only released his senses, was still keenly aware of what the strong man said.

"You can just find a seat and enjoy the violent beauty of the gladiatorial fight. If you want to enter the private room above, just add money."

Yi Ran shook his head slightly and walked to the high place of the stand alone, looking at the battle on the three gladiatorial stages in the field.

You can appreciate the vast space of the arena from the outside, but only after entering the arena do you truly understand its huge space.

Yiran's perception range of five hundred feet cannot cover the entire arena, and this space is enough to accommodate tens of thousands of people just to watch the three battles on the stage.

The area of ​​the three gladiatorial platforms is not too large, that is, it covers an area of ​​about 100 feet.

There is a formation outside the arena that can withstand the attacks of the combatants pouring outside, but it also leaves room for people to fall off the stage, which can be said to leave a glimmer of hope for those who lose.

As for not being able to even walk off the stage, then the arena is not a place where you can walk out intact just as you want to come and go. Death is just death.

In Yiran's perception, the three battles have entered a fierce stage, and all six people are wearing rough clothes.

It was just different from what I expected, because influenced by what I heard on the road, I preconceived the idea that gladiatorial fights were fought between outside monks and fighters in the gladiatorial arena.

In fact, among the six monks who fought in these three battles, only one was a topless fighter with no life in his eyes.

The other five people are all outside monks with different clothes, different weapons, and the same variety of moves. The only thing in common is that all six of them are Seven-Star Martial Sects.

But including the battle with the fighters, although it was considered exciting, it was definitely not as tragic as what was said. What the monk named Wang saw was probably just an incident that happened to be seen by him.

The monk fighting the fighter had a slight upper hand, but the fighter didn't look like he was fighting to the death.

There were only three battles, and the one with the fighters was the one that caught Yiran's eye.

A fighter's attack is simple and direct, attacking all joints and vital points. This type of move is the so-called killing technique.

The skills his opponent practiced were extremely strong. Yiran guessed that they must have reached the top of the Yellow level or even the Xuan level. His internal strength was not comparable to that of a fighter.

However, no matter how strong the internal energy is, it is difficult to exert a crushing effect against the same level of cultivation, and it is also slightly inadequate when facing the killing skills of fighters.

The long sword in his hand stirred up the wind. The sword's speed was faster than the wind blade, and its power far exceeded the explosive flames. It kept slashing at the fighter.

But the fighter used his bare hands, and after gathering his internal energy in his palms to deflect the first sword sword, his body was like a dexterous squirrel constantly jumping between the sword swords.

There is no sense of beauty in his posture, and he obviously does not have any superb body skills. However, under the strong control of his body, he opened the sword and moved towards the enemy.

When the distance between the two was less than two feet, a sword slashed across him. The fighter jumped forward. He was still rushing forward, but his upper body fell backwards.

Not only that, while the fighter was avoiding the sword, his body was still approaching the monk.

Then his right foot suddenly lifted up and kicked towards the monk's elbow joint, while the whole body was supported by his left foot.

When the monk saw that the fighter had avoided all the swords and was still able to get close, he did not hesitate at all and smashed the hilt of the sword towards his toes.

After the collision, the monk was forced to lift his right arm, but at the same time he stretched out his left hand, holding the knife in both hands and slashing it down again.

After the fighter's right foot was knocked off, he used the force to step on the ground and stood up suddenly. His left hand supported the handle of the knife and his right hand stabbed the monk's throat with the knife.

A monk is completely unafraid of a hand knife stabbing his throat, not to mention that a fighter holding the knife with both hands can block it with just his left hand?

With a violent roar, although the sword did not strike down, it still pressed down the fighter's left arm and placed the long sword between the hand and throat.

The two of them went back and forth with each other with no success, and finally kicked each other and separated again.
Chapter completed!