When the prince is reborn, he will only hit me if he doesn't hit the wall!

The man leaned over and swept away the dust and gravel that covered the ground with his hand. He felt a handle and raised his arm with force. An entrance that looked like a cellar suddenly appeared before his eyes.

"Everyone, please."

Without saying much, he jumped directly into the cellar.

Xu Xinyue glanced at the entrance of the cave, and there seemed to be no ladders or ropes to climb or hang.

Just as she was about to ask a question, she felt her waist tighten and her feet were suspended in the air. She subconsciously grabbed Qin Yuechuan's arm.

Qin Yuechuan jumped down quickly and neatly, and Qingyang followed closely behind.

When you reach bottom, that person is already waiting in front of the last door.

Lightly touch the mechanism, and after the "clacking" sound of the stone wall rubbing against it, the noise breaks out instantly like birds and beasts out of a cage.

After entering the inner side of the stone wall, Xu Xinyue secretly sighed: It's really a different world.

Although it was from the ground, when I was really there, I found that I was on the third level of the wild fighting arena!

The wild fighting field is circular and extremely wide. The biggest light source is the giant cold-light night-shining pearl inlaid on the top of the fighting field.

The central arena occupies the largest area and is composed of only four giant, cold, rough and irregular stones that are closely connected. The sharp edges flash a cold light under the reflection of the night pearl.

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, which was the trace left behind by countless battles of bravery and madness, which made people shudder.

At this time, the central fighting arena was empty and no one had come on stage yet.

The spectators in the stands were all wearing masks. The wild aura they exuded was like rising wolf smoke, and the bloody passion that could not be concealed in their eyes all turned into roars and howls, venting the boiling primitive power and fearlessness in their bodies.

Suddenly, a clear bell sound was heard.

The place suddenly became quiet and silent.

The man holding the bell in the arena spoke in a voice like a loud bell, resounding throughout the arena: "Today is a wild fight! Have fun everyone, the prize is a million gold, and the winner is the one who is capable!"

As soon as the words fell, the howling became louder, and everyone's eyes were filled with a frenzy of savagery and fighting.

Xu Xinyue was also somewhat agitated by this scene. She turned her head and asked Qin Yuechuan, who was standing beside her with a calm and unmoved look:

"What did the prince take? Who did he send to fight?"

Qin Yuechuan turned his head and stared at Xu Xinyue, and said seriously, "I'll take the Hanyang grass myself."

Xu Xinyue was surprised and a little bit unbelievable. She couldn't help but want to confirm whether it was as she thought in her mind: "The prince will take it personally? Doesn't it mean that he has to personally..."

“Here, there is no distinction between princes, commoners, and slaves; you can get whatever you want by yourself.

And I will not let others take away the things that determine my life."

Xu Xinyue wanted to say something, but when the words came to her lips, she found that no matter what words she said, they seemed extremely empty at this time and place.

Here, it is an extremely simple and brutal world where the strong are respected.

She unconsciously put down her purse and clenched the dice, silently praying to the sky for Qin Yuechuan in her heart:

"Mother, if you are still alive, please protect him for me. We will win this battle."

She believed in Qin Yuechuan's strength, but today should have been the day for him to detoxify, which was really not good.

She took out a pill, which was made from the small piece of Hanyang grass that her father had brought back before. Although the amount was not enough to detoxify him, it could relieve some of the pain when he used his internal strength.

"If Your Majesty believes in me, taking this pill will be beneficial to you..."

Xu Xinyue's eyes were burning. She knew that at such a critical moment, her sudden request might be a bit unreasonable.

"I am willing to guarantee this medicine with my life..."

Before she could finish, Qin Yuechuan took the pill, held it in his hand, and answered solemnly:

"I believe you."

Xu Xinyue suddenly felt a little sore in her eyes, and smiled with relief: "Your Highness can take it before going on stage."

The bell rang again and the fight began.

The rules are simple, a physical fight, the winner stays, the loser either leaves his life or his limbs!

Someone in the stands raised his arms and shouted, "I'll do it!"

Xu Xinyue was a little stunned: It turns out that the people in the stands are both visitors and potentially "performers"?

She looked around the room and thought to herself: That is to say, anyone in the room could potentially become Qin Yuechuan's opponent.

It is impossible to predict who his enemy will be.

The man on the field was as strong as a bear, tall and straight, with shoulders as broad as a mountain. His brown chest was full and solid, like a fortress made of iron and stone. Every tendon showed clear and powerful lines under the tight skin.

A pair of tiger eyes swept across the people in the stands. His gaze was like a blazing fire, filled with murderous intent, as if he wanted to skin and bone anyone who dared to challenge him.

"Who dares to come!"

Xu Xinyue swallowed and couldn't help but secretly glance at Qin Yuechuan, wondering: If the prince were to take the stage, would he also be like this... naked?

Before she could think about it, she was called back to her senses by another shout: "I dare!"

Compared with the man just now, this man's physique is just considered strong and sturdy.

His shirt was half open, revealing part of his thick and firm chest. His limbs were fairly strong and slender, and although his muscles were not as exaggeratedly bulging as the previous man's, they also had a unique firm and beautiful feel.

Without any courtesy, as soon as the muscular man stepped onto the stage, he was met with a fierce attack from burly men.

The sturdy man was prepared and dodged nimbly by turning sideways. His eyes were fixed on the other person, his hands were clenched into fists, and he moved quickly on the stage with light steps.

Xu Xinyue could probably tell that this man had some brains. Currently he was only defending and not attacking. He probably wanted to drag the big guy down until he was exhausted and out of breath, and then give him a fatal blow.

The sturdy man's movements were smooth and powerful, and he managed to dodge the opponent's fatal attacks each time.

The sturdy man had little endurance and soon became angry. He pushed forward with all his strength, and each punch seemed to whistle with the wind, trying to destroy and tear the opponent apart with overwhelming force.

However, he punched too hard and too frequently, and he seemed to be exhausted. His breathing was heavy and uneven.

Seeing that the time was almost right, the sturdy man gathered his energy and flew around quickly, making repeated false moves to confuse the opponent's sight.

The burly man was unable to react in time, unable to tell the difference between the real and the fake. His steps were disorderly, and he could only turn around in panic, passively defending, and was completely at a disadvantage.

His eyes began to blur, sweat covered his forehead, and he was ultimately unable to resist.

Suddenly, the sturdy man grabbed her throat!

The sturdy man's eyes flashed with ferocity at this moment. He flexed his big palm fiercely and, taking advantage of the sturdy man's unpreparedness, strangled his neck, killing him instantly!

It turned out that the strong man won!

Xu Xinyue had never seen such a fierce and exciting fight. Life and death in the wild fighting arena were truly decided in a flash.

Until the last moment, it is really impossible to determine who will win in the end.

Xu Xinyue squeezed her purse nervously.

And this is just the beginning.

Since that sturdy man quickly transformed from a challenger to the challenged.

But at this moment he was confident and not panicked at all. He strolled leisurely on the stage with the corners of his lips slightly raised, as if provoking.

His silver mask glowed with a cold light, and he glanced at the stage like a burly man, inviting people to fight.