Nascent Soul boss in the interstellar

This ice fog flower is much bigger and more beautiful than what they found before, like the king of ice fog flowers, blooming alone in this lonely place.

"Let's pick it up and put it in the Qiankun Pagoda to raise it."

On the second floor of the Qiankun Pagoda, there is a magical spiritual field that can be used to grow various medicinal herbs. It is considered lucky to have encountered this ice mist flower today.

"Can this work?" Ming Chen asked uncertainly.

The spiritual field is all soil, but the ice mist flower blooms on the thousand-layer thick ice field. The geological conditions are extremely different!

Qu Zixiu didn't take it seriously, "We can get some ice and snow into the Qiankun Pagoda first, and then transplant the Frozen Mist Flower over there. It will be the best if you can survive. If you can't, we can directly combine it into a elixir on the spot."

Other than that, there is no other way, Ming Chen nodded, then leaned over to pick the Ice Mist Flower.

The accident happened only in a split second, when Mingchen's fingertips were about to touch the ice mist flower, a huge suction force suddenly attracted Mingchen, Quzi repaired his eyes and quickly pulled him back, but he was only sucked together went in.

While the world was spinning, Qu Zixiu couldn't help yelling in his heart: Tiandao definitely hates him more.

When Qu Zixiu woke up again, there was loud cheers in his ears, and he moved his eyelids to get used to the harsh light.

This is, the stadium?

Qu Zixiu was a little puzzled, could it be that he returned to StarCraft again?

Chenchen!

Qu Zixiu looked left and right, and looked around for a week, but he didn't see Ming Chen's figure. Could it be that the two of them were separated when the space changed.

Qu Zixiu got up, looked for the direction of a door, and walked straight there. His most urgent task now is to quickly find Ming Chen.

"Shh-"

Two long-handled swords crossed in front of Qu Zixiu, and two guards said: "The game is not over, you must not leave without authorization."

Qu Zixiu narrowed his eyes slightly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. He shot quickly, but he didn't expect to be blocked back.

"Go back, or don't blame us for being rude." The guard threatened coldly.

There was a hint of disbelief on Qu Zi's face, the cultivation level in his body has not decreased, but with his cultivation level in the transformation stage, even if the blow just now did not exert a lot of strength, it should not be understated like this solved.

In an instant, Qu Zixiu was full of thoughts.

Qu Zixiu turned around and returned to the arena, surrounded by people sitting round after round, he was like a monkey standing in the center of the stage, being watched by others, listening to their ear-piercing cheers.

Saint Star Dou Martial Arts Field, No. 20 competitions, officially begins.

Arena?

Qu Zixiu was startled, and suddenly caught a glimpse of a wooden board behind the high platform, on which were written some happy matches.

After hastily skimming over from above, Qu Zixiu's gaze was filled with chills, it's so good that he appeared in such a field of life and death as soon as he appeared.

And at the next moment, violent cheers erupted from the auditorium.

Qu Zixiu followed the sound and saw a muscular dark man with a strong figure, at least two meters tall, coming from not far away. It seemed that this was his opponent in this match.

"Wild, kill him in seconds, kill him!"

"Wild, pop his head off, twist it off and kick it like a ball!"

"..."

……

If it was said that Qu Zixiu only had chills in his eyes just now, then now he has completely turned into the chill itself.

Man Huang glanced at the person in front of him, with thin arms and legs, and looked extremely weak, he snorted and made a disdainful sound.

Qu Zixiu raised his eyebrows. It's really strange. Except when he first traveled to the interstellar world, he would never be so despised again.

"Game start!"

Accompanied by the sound of a gong, Man Huang rushed towards Qu Zixiu like a cow in red cloth.

Qu Zixiu stood still, observing Manhuang's movements as much as possible, and then at the moment when he finally bumped into him, his body dodged, and he dodged directly.

Wilderness failed with one blow, and another blow, but he had no other tricks except for using brute force and some basic fighting skills.

While Qu Zixiu dealt with the wildness with ease, he took in all the words of the people in the stands around him.

It turned out that the contest between him and Manhuang was not a simple match, but a form similar to black boxing on the ground.

The audience bet on their life and death, taking human life as a bet, and engaged in an exciting gambling game.

Suddenly, Qu Zi cultivated his body and dodged Manhuang's attack. This fighting field can suppress people's cultivation, and they can only fight with their physique.

But just now he could clearly use his cultivation!

Qu Zixiu glanced at the place where the two guards were standing just now, and when he looked away, something special caught his eyes.

That was a small formation triggering platform, so, is he now in a formation that suppresses his cultivation?

He tried to mobilize the aura in his body, and it turned out that the aura was so lingering that he couldn't mobilize it arbitrarily.

Qu Zixiu's attitude was incomparably calm and relaxed. In contrast, Man Huang, his opponent, became more and more eager, and his strength became stronger each time, but each time the huge impact was hit on the ground. In the air, no damage was done.

"Wild, hurry up!"

"Manhuang, I bet a lot of money on you, you should kill him quickly!"

……

The sound of urging made Man Huang even more anxious, and the movements of his hands became more and more fierce, when Man Huang came over with another punch.

Qu Zixiu stood where he was, without dodging. Man Huang couldn't help showing a smile on his face, and slammed his huge fist hard at Qu Zixiu, but when he reached his face, he couldn't move at all.

After the audience cheered violently, it became a complete silence.

What did they see? That thin-looking man actually blocked the brutal and domineering fist with one hand.

Under the inconceivable gazes of everyone, Qu Zixiu twisted his hand holding Man Huang's fist, and threw a two-meter-tall man straight out.

Man Huang fell heavily to the ground, the field was silent at first, and then there was an uproar, many spectators stood up directly, calling Man Huang's name loudly, telling him to stand up quickly.

stand up?

The corner of Qu Zixiu's mouth curled up into a mocking smile. When he fell just now, it seemed that he just threw him up lightly, but in fact he used ingenuity to ensure that Man Huang could only be honest and honest. Lying on the ground, absolutely unable to get up.

Manhuang tried his best to get up from the ground again and again, but fell again and again. After a few times, he only felt pain in his body and his whole body was weak.

Qu Zixiu's eyes fell on the dumbfounded referee on the field, he snorted coldly and said, "Aren't you announcing the result yet?"

The referee was stunned for a moment, and under Qu Zixiu's chilly gaze, he reluctantly opened his mouth and said, "In the game of life and death, if Manhuang is not dead, this match is not over."

At this time, the audience also recovered from this huge reversal, and the cheers sounded again, but this time they cheered for a different person, from the previous wildness to the current song build.

Qu Zixiu glanced at Manhuang lying on the ground, although he couldn't get up no matter how hard he tried, Manhuang still persisted.

Qu Zixiu sneered, what if he didn't insist, he couldn't just lie on the ground and wait to die.

In Manhuang's terrified eyes, Qu Zixiu walked towards him step by step. He stood still half a meter away from Manhuang, and said softly, "I'm sorry."

In fact, it doesn't matter if it's right or wrong, if another person comes up in this competition, then the one who dies will be another person, and Man Huang will never show any mercy.

Under the expectant eyes of everyone, under Man Huang's terrified eyes, Qu Zixiu slowly raised his hand, and threw it directly at Man Huang's face.

The atmosphere reached a climax at this moment, and everyone couldn't help but hold their breath. Although the wild defeat would cause them to lose a lot of money, it didn't matter. The important thing was that the game suddenly reversed. Where the real excitement is.

With the rustling sound of the fist wrapped in the power of Wanjun, he punched Man Huang's face, and a mouthful of blood gushed out. Man Huang was stunned, and then passed out directly.

Qu Zixiu got up slowly, tidied up his slightly messy robes, and smiled at the referee: "Can we announce the result now?"

"Five hundred wins!"

Following the referee's words, there was a burst of applause one after another, like a "hymn", spread in the martial arts arena.

The corner of Qu Zixiu's mouth twitched, five hundred?Is this referring to him?It's such a strange name, it's speechless.

However, what was even more disgusting to Qu Zixiu was the disgusting faces of the people present.

It's a pity that Qu Zixiu didn't know until this day slowly passed that this unknown world was much more terrifying than the jungle of the jungle in the cultivation world.

During the whole day, except for a short break at noon, Qu Zixiu never left the fighting arena, fighting one after another, Qu Zixiu felt an unprecedented tiredness.

He pushed open the door and came to his own room. There were eight beds in the room, and each bed was already occupied.

Qu Zixiu frowned slightly, does this mean that they need to sleep together?

When the people sitting on the bed saw Qu Zixiu coming in, they just glanced at him lightly, and then withdrew their eyes. The eyes were like looking at a dead object, without any emotion that a human should have.

"Do you... want to come and sleep together?" A low voice sounded from the corner, and Qu Zixiu looked over to him. He was a thin and weak boy with a sallow and emaciated complexion.

Qu Zixiu was silent for a moment, then walked towards him.

The young man moved his body, divided half of the bed and quilt for Qu Zixiu, and then silently shrank in his own corner without saying a word.

Everyone else regards him as nothing, and Qu Zixiu knows too little about the information of this world, so he can only start with the young man beside him, and obtain as much information as possible that is beneficial to him.

"Hello, can you tell me where we are now?" Qu Zixiu lowered his voice and asked softly.

Hearing this, a hint of surprise appeared on the boy's face. He blinked and asked in disbelief, "Don't you even know where this is?"

If I knew, I would ask you what to do?

Qu Zixiu snorted coldly in his heart, but on the surface he showed great sincerity, and appropriately showed a kind of weakness to make himself appear credible. He nodded and replied: "I woke up today and found myself standing In the martial arts arena, I was forced to fight, and I don't know anything else."

The young man looked at Qu Zixiu sympathetically, and after a long while, he said in a nasty voice: "This is the Saint Star Martial Arts Arena. We are all contestants in the Martial Arts Arena. Each of us takes a round every seven days. If we lose, we will lose our lives here." gone."

The boy's last words were a little sad.

Qu Zixiu didn't say a word, he was thinking about when he should escape from here, but before he escaped, he had to make sure whether Ming Chen was also staying in this terrifying arena.

Xu Shi hadn't spoken for a long time, and the young man's words gradually increased. He said: "I was framed by someone close to me, and I bought a fighting arena. I don't know if anyone is looking for me at home, but they It is estimated that I cannot be found, and I may die soon."

Song Xiu didn't understand, so he looked at the boy.

The boy twitched the corners of his mouth, showing a bleak smile, and said, "From tomorrow onwards, you can have this bed all by yourself."

Qu Zixiu's eyes moved, and the young man's expression at this moment reminded him of Ming Chen.

After a brief chat with Qu Zixiu, the young man saw that Qu Zixiu hadn't responded to him, thinking that it meant he didn't want to chat, so he didn't speak any more.

The young man will start the second martial arts fight tomorrow. Although he knows that he is very likely to die on the field, but he still holds the idea of ​​being lucky enough to survive and forces himself to close his eyes. The eyes are rejuvenated.

"What's your name?" A voice suddenly sounded, the boy opened his eyes, and it took a second to realize that Qu Zixiu was talking to him, and immediately replied: "490 one."

Qu Zixiu: "...I'm asking about your real name."

The boy let out a cry and said, "Xu Qing."

The next moment, Xu Qing felt a big hand on his head, and then rubbed it gently.

I heard Qu Zixiu say: "I promise, you will be fine tomorrow."

Xu Qing's eyes turned red immediately, and tears kept rolling in his eyes. Since he came to this terrible fighting arena, this was the first time he felt the kindness of others.

"Thank you!" Xu Qing said very solemnly, even though Qu Zixiu was only comforting him, Xu Qing still felt very happy, but unfortunately, his happiness may only last until tomorrow morning.