I am the master of medicine god

Chapter 709 Where?

Wang Xiping's voice echoed in the entire prison cell. Everyone heard what he said just now, and now they didn't care to hide it, and looked up at Wang Xiping.

"Okay, come out." The jailer opened the cell door and waved to Wang Xiping: "I think you are a newcomer, so I will give you special treatment." After speaking, he reached out to grab Wang Xiping.

Before touching him, Wang Xiping had already got out, shaking his sleeves: "Let's go."

He wanted to see how far these people could go with lynching, and why they made that woman so frightened.

It seemed that the jailer had never seen Wang Xiping so actively looking for death, and he was not annoyed. He just closed the cell door and said with a teasing voice: "It seems that there are people interested in our Xiaolin tradition, buddy, don't blame me I didn't remind you, whether you can come out after entering depends on your own luck."

"Hmm." Wang Xiping just responded, and took the initiative to walk up the steps: "Lead the way."

The jailer let out a "tsk", very dissatisfied with Wang Xiping's anti-client attitude, but thinking about what might happen to him later, he didn't care about it, and walked past Wang Xiping to open the cell door.

There was only one corridor in this cell, and you could go out by walking two steps forward, but the jailer suddenly changed direction and went to the right. He raised his hand and pulled the torch on the wall, and a secret door appeared in front of him .

"Just you?" Wang Xiping took the initiative to chat with great interest: "I don't think there are three or five people?"

"As a rookie, how many people do you need to guide you?" The jailer rolled his eyes and reached out to push open the secret door. Wang Xiping was stunned when he saw the scene inside.

This is a very small room, but all kinds of "weapons" are hung on the walls around it.

From long swords to daggers, and even whips and meteor hammers, it can be called an arsenal.

"You choose the one that suits you." The jailer leaned against the door, not bothering to raise his eyelids: "Go out through the door over there after you have chosen, and I will take you out when the time is up."

What the hell kind of trick is this?
Wang Xiping thought for a while, then shrugged: "I don't even know how to use it, can I just go out?"

The jailer was stunned for a moment, and looked at him like he was insane: "You don't even want it."

Wang Xiping nodded honestly: "It really won't work."

The jailer scratched the back of his head, as if it was the first time he had encountered such a situation, and after a moment of pondering, he said, "It's fine, anyway, there are no relevant regulations...then you go." After finishing speaking, he shook his head regretfully.

Wang Xiping didn't know why, but he didn't bother to ask, so he raised his legs and walked towards the small door opposite.

After walking to the door, a slight noise came from the crack of the door. There seemed to be quite a few people outside...but the noise was quite abrupt.

"Don't waste time." The jailer saw that he stopped by the door and didn't look like he was about to go out, so he said impatiently: "Either go out or die here directly, hurry up."

Wang Xiping took a deep breath and pushed the door open.

There was actually a huge circular platform in front of him, and the wall was covered with torches, illuminating it like daylight, and when he took a closer look, Wang Xiping's face turned black.

This is actually... a place similar to the Colosseum.The platform in the middle of the venue was tightly surrounded by iron chains as thick as arms, with only a small gap exposed, and there were actually tall stands beside them. There were many people sitting in the stands, and everyone had a festive look on their faces. A mask that can only be seen.

The national style version of the Colosseum?
These words came to Wang Xiping's mind.

Seeing Wang Xiping coming out, the people in the stands were very excited, all dancing and looking crazy.

The wooden door behind him slammed shut.There is a small step at the bottom of Wang Xiping's feet, which extends straight down to the middle of the platform.

"Second match, place your bet!" Someone yelled twice at the top of their voices, people in masks booed one after another, and the money and tickets were smashed on the platform, and quickly piled up into a hill.

Wang Xiping understood that the Colosseum in Rome is one of the cruelest places in the history of the world. People there let slaves fight wild beasts, and the winners became gladiators, fighting against ferocious beasts, just to please the nobles. .

I didn't expect there to be such a person in this era. I'm afraid this person didn't study in Rome.

"Hurry up! What are you doing standing still! Don't waste time!"

"Up, up, up!"

"Get started! Hurry up!"

The urging voices came one after another, deafening, and ordinary people would be so scared that their feet would go limp before going down.

No wonder the woman was so frightened.

Wang Xiping picked out his ears, and walked down the stairs gracefully and calmly.

They didn't seem to see any fear on Wang Xiping's face, and they screamed even more dissatisfied.

Wang Xiping acted as if he had never heard of it, and after entering through the small door, he stood still.

The yelling in the stands did not weaken, but became more intense, and Wang Xiping felt a little headache from the noise.

"Then, the newcomer's first opponent is—"

The iron chain rattled, and another person came out from there.

"Our ever-victorious general, Hou Dayong!"

Wang Xiping looked in the crowd for a long time but didn't see who the speaker was. This person was a very dedicated emcee, and he kept introducing the situation of the two of them.

Of course, it was just a passing word to Wang Xiping, after all, he didn't know what his background was, but to him, he was a wave of rainbow farts, which was called a tall man.

What ever victorious general, what invincible, what has challenged a hundred people, Wang Xiping is one and one.

...Is this preferential treatment for newcomers?This is obviously abusing newcomers.

"It's still the old rule, don't hurt other people's lives, if the opponent doesn't have the strength to fight back, it's considered a win! Then, let's start—"

The gong sounded "boom", and the stands boiled again.

Wang Xiping sighed, and with a movement of his body, the man named Hou Dayong in front of him fell down.

About... 20 seconds?

The originally noisy stands fell silent in seconds, even the master of ceremonies was stunned.

"Oh! The rookie beats the enemy with one move!" The master of ceremonies roared in disbelief: "The rookie won! The rookie won!"

Wang Xiping frowned, this man is too bluffing.

"Then start the second round!"

Wang Xiping was taken aback, why is this still a battle of wheels?
The iron chain swayed again, but this person was unlucky. He just poked his head into the field, rolled his eyes, and passed out.

This time it was faster, about five seconds or so.

Boos suddenly broke out in the stands: "What's the matter with this man?"

"What the hell is so good about this?!"

"Blood! Blood! Blood!"

"Refund and refund!"

The master of ceremonies did not expect Wang Xiping to act so quickly, and hastily pushed aside the crowd and ran to the side of the iron chain.

(End of this chapter)