Lord Futian

And the tall man on the left doesn’t really disdain Li Qingniu’s performance, but at the moment he actually doesn’t think too much about Li Qingniu. He has positioned Li Qingniu as someone who is so lofty and ignorant of the sky and earth, so he is also happy. It was seen that Li Qingniu had made a fool of himself during the 10-game winning streak, and he would like to see it at that time.

Faced with Li Qingniu’s question, the tall man just snorted blankly and said, “Yes, if you can really win 10 consecutive victories, our master will promise you a request and ignore yours. As long as the content of the request is within his ability, he will try his best to help you achieve it. Even if you want to enter this teleportation array first, there is no problem."

"Are you really going to participate in the 10-game winning streak?" The female monk in the middle asked Li Qingniu, her expression was obviously a little bit intolerable. Maybe she felt that this matter was too dangerous and she was kind-hearted, so that's why Go and advise Li Qingniu, Li Qingniu's kindness towards this strange woman can naturally be felt, and he is also a little happy.

So his voice softened, and he said, "I have a reason to participate, and I may not lose in 10 consecutive victories." Li Qingniu said this with great confidence. He made the tall man next to him. The man snorted disdainfully, and only glanced at Li Qingniu from the corner of his eye, apparently thinking that Li Qingniu was just talking big. For this kind of person, he also saw a lot in the Colosseum, all for the sake of face.

But the female monk in the middle didn’t know why, she always had a special feeling for Li Qingniu in her heart. He felt that the person in front of him was not a big talker. This was a kind of feedback that Li Qingniu’s temperament gave him, but he knew it very well. The painful price hidden in the 10-game winning streak, that's why he persuades Li Qingniu.

"In fact, even if you have won 10 consecutive victories, if you just want to give priority to the places in the teleportation array, it is actually very uneconomical. You can use this request to ask for some better resources," the female monk in the middle persuaded. She felt that Li Qingniu was an outsider, and she didn't know the cruelty of the 10-game winning streak. He was just a kind reminder.

"If I don't participate in this 10-game winning streak, is there any other way to give priority to this teleportation array?" Li Qingniu asked curiously. In fact, if there are other quicker methods, Li Qingniu does not want to choose this method, he Although I don't know what these 10 consecutive victories mean, but looking at the expressions of a few of them, it can be judged that the honor of these 10 consecutive victories must contain blood and tears, and it is not that simple to achieve it.

Of course, Li Qingniu didn't go because he was afraid. He was just a little worried. He didn't know how long it would take to win these 10 consecutive victories. After all, he didn't know, what kind of strength was assigned to his opponent? If it is too strong, there will be no more games in a day, and a few days will be wasted at that time, but the Hundred Stars Ranking Tournament is about to begin, and time is not waiting.

Faced with Li Qingniu’s question, the female monk in the middle hesitated to say: “In fact, there are other ways. If you spend several times more money to buy, maybe someone will be willing to sell it to you, but I think You have just come to this place and you are not familiar with the place. I am afraid it will be difficult to find a way out. If others see that you are a foreigner, they will definitely open their mouths. If some people are a little bit fierce, you may be the last possibility. Both people and wealth are possible."

Listening to what the middle female monk said, Li Qingniu probably understood it. This should be the kind of place like the black market in the legend. That's why there are things that are not circulated on the surface are circulating underneath, but the same, the black market The price of things in China will also be several times higher. If you don't have the doorway, it is very common to eat black in the black market.

This female monk’s worries are justified. Li Qingniu is also a newcomer, and he doesn’t understand many things. Similarly, he doesn’t know much about some things, but it is indeed a shortcut, but if he is like this, he still has to go. Looking for ways and asking for help is what Li Qingniu hates most. Today, he came to the Colosseum. Why not figure out the specific circumstances of the 10-game winning streak before making plans.

If these 10 consecutive victories are dangerous and unpredictable, then there is no need to go to this sea of ​​flames. Listening to the words of this female monk, then go to the black market to try your luck, maybe there are other opportunities for everything, Li Qingniu confronts The female monk in the middle said, "Thank you for telling me, but I still want to try this 10-game winning streak."

Seeing her advice like this, Li Qingniu didn't even listen to the female monk in the middle, and she didn't listen any more, and the tall male monk on the left side saw that the female monk in the middle was so attentive to Li Qingniu, curling her lips, and said in a weird manner: "Why are you telling him so much? It's unknown whether you can come out alive or not. Quickly take this fighter token away, and register the cultivation base information in it."

Although the tall monk on the left has a bad attitude, Li Qingniu has no intention of teaching him anyway. He doesn’t say anything rude to himself anyway. This is a dog-eyed guy with a bad attitude, and Li Qingniu doesn’t want to follow him. He generally knows that when he has won 10 consecutive victories, this kind of person will naturally change his attitude immediately.

This kind of snob Li Qingniu also sees a lot. If all of them are so careless, it would be too troublesome, so he ignored the tall monk, but turned his head and said to the female monk in the middle: "Thank you. Kindly remind, but I still want to take a look at this 10-game winning streak."

Seeing that Li Qingniu was so persistent, the female monk in the middle didn’t know how to say anything, so she gave this fighter token to Li Qingniu, and the tall monk next to him didn’t even look at Li Qingniu, so she turned her head and called. A man wearing a black costume said to him: "You take him in. After confirming his cultivation level, let him start the fight directly."

The man in black attire nodded blankly, and then said to Li Qingniu: "Come with me, here."

Li Qingniu followed this black man with strong clothes through a long corridor and came to a room with a circular vaulted ceiling. The decoration on all sides of this room is a style that Li Qingniu has never seen before, and there is a different kind. Exotic customs, perhaps because of the customs and cultures on this planet.

In this round room, there is a very huge golden table full of various texts, and behind this huge golden table sits an old man with white hair. The wrinkles on his face can predict the years. There are very few cultivators at this age. This generally indicates his true age. This old man is certainly not young, but he is still doing these things.

Although this old man seems to be old, Li Qingniu feels that his overall cultivation level may not fall, at least in proportion to his age. It is estimated that there is also a cultivation level at the realm of control, but no matter how high it is, it will not. It is possible, because he has also seen a strong man in the chaotic time realm. He also has a certain understanding of the strong man in that realm and the aura of his body. Although the old man in front of him is tyrannical, he has not yet reached that realm.

Li Qingniu began to feel a strange message in the fluctuations of his body. The faint **** smell in the air appeared in a black account book in the hands of the old man. After Li Qingniu was brought in by the black-clothed man, he faced it. The old man saluted very respectfully, and then said slowly: "Old Qi, this is a fighter who is going to participate in the competition."

The white-haired old man named Qi Lao didn't even look up at Li Qingniu. He still fixed his eyes on the heavy black book in his hand. He said: "In the future, there is no need to contact me directly for this kind of thing. You should know that I registered. There are requirements for cultivation, not just anyone who wants to challenge will come to me."

Although this old Qi's tone was calm, Li Qingniu could still feel the obvious anger in his tone. It seemed that the person who could make this old Qi registered must be extraordinary, otherwise, he would not be so pretentious. However, Li Qingniu felt that his cultivation level should not be underestimated.

Seeing that Qi Lao felt a little angry, the black-clad man quickly explained: "He is going to participate in a 10-game winning streak, so he will come to meet you. You can only register in the register after you have checked it out in person. Otherwise, I won't come over to trouble you."

The black-clothed man with a smile on his face was completely opposite to his indifferent temperament. For this kind of scene, Li Qingniu is not surprised. The monks are also the existence of the weak and the strong, only those with strong cultivation bases. Only then can I win the respect of others. Because I have concealed the energy of my body, I don't seem to have a high level of cultivation. Li Qingniu's purpose is to prevent unnecessary troubles.

However, when Qi Lao saw the man in black, he said he had come to participate in the 10-game winning streak, he slowly raised his head and began to look at Li Qingniu. There was a certain inquiry in his eyes, and Li Qingniu felt him. The divine consciousness contained in the sharp eyes fluctuates, moving up and down like a scanner, visiting him.

Li Qingniu looked at him neither humble nor arrogant, and there was no strange look on his face, and he would not be flustered because the old Qi looked at him. The awe-inspiring look of Li Qingniu made Qi old a bit interesting, and he found that, I actually couldn't see the person in front of him. The cultivation level on his body seemed to be shrouded in a layer of cloud and mist. It didn't look high, but Qi Lao could feel that this was just a superficial phenomenon.