The White Horse Raids the Three Kingdoms

"Here is the arena."

Gao Zhi dismounted with Lu Bu, tied the horse outside, and walked into the arc-shaped building, Lu Bu said suddenly.

At the top of the arena, there are many spectators sitting densely, some of them are bored to watch the competition, and some of them come to observe and learn skills.

In the center of the arena, there is also a special host, and he is hosting loudly at this time.

This is because the arena is so big, in order for everyone to hear him, he needs to shout loudly.

After finishing speaking, the host couldn't help taking a few breaths, looked at the crowd who had no problem, looked around politely with a smile, and went back to the competition channel to arrange the competition.

According to the regulations, each round of three arenas competes at the same time, and the results will not end until the next round is settled.

This kind of competition is also a test of physical strength. Generally, in the fourth and fifth rounds, many people who performed well in the front will lack physical strength, make mistakes and lose in the last two rounds.

However, to some extent, this kind of regulation can help people hone their skills.

"Don't look, this is not your goal." Lu Bu pouted.

"Your goal is the iron-blooded selection camp."

"Iron blood.. selection camp?"

"The Jagged Selection Camp is a unique place in Xiliang. How should I put it, it can be regarded as a place for entertainment for the army, and it is also a place to boost morale.

The Jagged Selection Camp is actually an arena where any soldier can participate. "

"Participating in competitions in the Iron-Blooded Selection Camp allows maiming or killing opponents. After winning the competition, you will receive a certain amount of money rewards. Moreover, as prisoners in the Xiliang Army, it is easiest to get rid of the status of prisoners and be promoted to low-level officers. The place."

Hearing this, Gao Zhi's face was depressed, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, he had some bad premonition.

"It's dangerous here, and it's definitely not the same as usual, so you need to improve your strength at this time, in all aspects, including actual combat."

Witnessing blood and rain is a matter of time, and intrigues and intrigues will not be less on this road.

On the path to martial arts, you need to have a firm heart. Fear means failure, and once you succeed, you will die!

The essence of cultivation is to constantly break the shackles of the human body and realize continuous transformation and sublimation of the self.

In the end, martial arts is still fighting for fate. In order to reach a higher level, warriors must strive for self-improvement!

Regarding this, Gao Zhi also understood in his heart that what he needs to do now is to go through tempering, fight with life and death, and use the essence of qi and blood to break through the bottleneck of his body.

This is not only a method to transform oneself, but also a method to break through the bottleneck.

The ups and downs of martial arts are not only reflected in the many bottlenecks and obstacles in the process of practice, but also in the state of mind and will.

He holds the mentality of "where you come, you will be safe."Follow Lu Bu and continue walking.

This is a long corridor, which extends obliquely downwards, and the cold wind blows continuously on the bodies of the two of them.

But Lu Bu still strode forward.Shaking his head, Gao Zhi continued to follow.

Although he only listened to Lu Bu's brief introduction, Gao Zhi already had a certain understanding of the so-called iron-blooded selection camp in his heart.

The benefits of this are obvious. First of all, it can select talents for Dong Zhuo and select low-level officers.

For the army, the combat ability of low-level officers is far more important than command ability.In a small army, the bravery of the leading officer is enough to affect the strength of the entire team on the battlefield.

180 Eight Tests

"Let's go, pass through this door, and that's where you will live and fight in the next few days." Lu Bu pointed to the iron gate directly in front of the passage, and said to Gao Zhi.

Looking in the direction Lu Bu pointed, in the dark corridor, a row of pitch-black iron gates lined up in front, giving people an extremely depressing feeling.

On the huge iron gate, there seemed to be signs of a knife and a sword hanging high.

In front of the door, two rows of heavily armed soldiers in black armor and scimitars stood there quietly, without saying a word or moving.

It was only when Gao Zhi and Lu Bu walked by that these motionless "pile men" raised their heads a little vigilantly.

It was still silent, but following the glances of those black-armored soldiers, their fingers were faintly resting on the handle of the knife at their waist, ready to be unsheathed at any time.

"Show them your killing token. That thing is the passport here." Lu Bu reminded Gao Zhi, but he continued to move forward, completely ignoring the black armored soldiers.

"..." However, Gao Zhi was very depressed.

I don't know if it's the reason why these people know Lu Bu. Faced with Lu Bu's advancing pace, these black-armored soldiers really didn't intend to stop Lu Bu, but just stared at him.

"...Give."

Helplessly, Gao Zhi could only shake the killing token, and these soldiers immediately stepped out of the way.

Walking out of the tunnel, I immediately felt a completely different excitement and excitement.

The clear and audible screams of killing and the noisy discussions in the field made the atmosphere around here become more and more heated in an instant.

It's just that everyone watching and waiting on the sidelines is in high spirits at the moment, because they all understand.

At this moment, the real protagonist on the stage has not yet appeared!

"This kind of military camp will also allow spectators? Are you not afraid of news leaking?"

Seeing such a "big scene" with "crowded voices", Gao Zhi couldn't help asking Lu Budao curiously.

"Thinking too much, these people who are allowed to watch, naturally cannot be ordinary audiences, they are all direct descendants of Dong Zhuo's Xiliang Army." Lu Bu pursed his lips and added.

"Okay, I saw an acquaintance, I will go to meet for a while, you go and follow the soldiers in front to find someone, he will arrange for you, when the time comes, you just go on the field obediently."

"By the way, remember, there is no competition here. Once you get on the ring, it's a life-and-death battle!" Lu Bu pointed Gao Zhi in the direction, then turned around and walked to the place directly above the ring, and then waved away.

And looking in the direction he was going, on the seat over there was a middle-aged man in a brocade robe. The man's face was thin, his eyes were sunken, and he looked a little cold. Holding a teacup, his expression is indifferent.

Below him was a ring, and on the ring, two people were fighting to the death.

You punch, I punch.

The two fighters who were dedicated to fighting were engaged in the most primitive fight without any pretentiousness.

The confrontation between the two fully interprets the true meaning of survival of the fittest and survival of the fittest; at this moment, the two directly explain what natural selection is, and the fittest...survive!

Perhaps, this battle will only end when one side falls down!

Gao Zhi couldn't help touching the tip of his nose, thinking about Lu Bu, who brought him to this place full of killings. It seemed that the only choice he had was killing.

Otherwise, it is to be killed.

At this time, the soldier leading the way beside Gao Zhi asked: "In the iron-blooded challenge, you can get a consistent money reward for winning a game. Participants can bet, but they can only bet the consistent money each time. The spectators You can't bet on it. Got it?"