Wuhun: God-Level Selection For Instant Upgrades

To be honest, with all the preparations, Qi Ling felt like the fat blue guy from a certain world who also had unlimited pockets, and all he had to do was tie a bell around his neck.

After temporarily settling on a place to stay, the three of them began to discuss what they were going to do next. Qian Renxue planned to investigate the affairs of the Evernight City in the city, at least to find evidence that they were here, otherwise all their efforts would be in vain.

Jianlan plans to hone her state of mind here. The kendo she practices does not require the murderous aura here, but this environment full of murderous aura is the perfect place for her to practice.

As for Qi Ling, he plans to go to the Hell Killing Fields first to see what the duel is like here. If he is in a good mood, he might also participate in one.

The plan was decided, and the three of them began to act separately. After Qi Ling came out, he walked directly towards the killing field of hell.

The distance was not far, and Qi Ling quickly found his destination, which was an irregular tapered building that became thinner and thinner from bottom to top, with an overall height of about fifty meters.

The scale of this hell killing field is indeed not small. It is only smaller than the Great Soul Fighting Field in Tiandou City. Although the black building gives people a depressing feeling, Qi Ling can feel it from a long distance away. The blood-filled aura that came out was an aura that could only be accumulated by at least a million lives.

"This is indeed an uncomfortable place." Qi Ling looked up at the building and thought to himself, "If you have a chance, blow it up."

There is an endless stream of people coming in and out of the Hell Killing Fields, and everyone looks excited. After all, this can be regarded as the only entertainment here.

Just when Qi Ling was about to go in, he was stopped by a guard. Seeing Qi Ling's clean body and lack of murderous aura, he said disdainfully: "Humph, where did you come from? Why did you keep your head in? Breaking in? Are you new here and don’t understand the rules?"

Qi Ling said: "Well, I'm really new here. Are there any rules if I want to enter here?"

"Hey, if you want to get in here, there are only two options, one is to be a spectator, and the other is to compete!" The guard said with a smile: "Those who compete must work hard! People who watch the game must work hard!"

“If you want to watch the game, hand over a Bloody Mary, whether it’s yours or someone else’s!”

Qi Ling was helpless. After all, it was his first day here, so he couldn't just rush in. He had to think of a way to get a Bloody Mary first.

At this moment, a figure familiar to Qi Ling, holding a glass of scarlet liquid in his hand, came in cursing from outside, seemingly intending to go in to watch the game.

Qi Ling looked at this man and immediately laughed. This was really effortless! So he immediately stepped forward and said, "Hey! Dures, lend me what you have in your hand!"

Dures was extremely unlucky today. Not only was his house robbed, but the woman who had been with him for several months actually took the opportunity to run away, which made him feel angry.

So he tried to get a Bloody Mary, and was about to go in and watch the game to relieve his anger, but at this moment he was stopped by Qi Ling again.

"Damn it, how dare you call Uncle Dures by your first name..." Dures was angry and wanted to cause trouble, but he instantly saw Qi Ling's face, and what he said immediately Swallowed by him.

"Well, bring it." Qi Ling stretched out his hand and gestured with his chin to Dures to hand over the Bloody Mary in his hand.

"Alas, alas, alas, okay, take it, take it!" Dures quickly handed the Bloody Mary to Qi Ling with a smile on his face, not daring to neglect for a moment.

As a weak person, Dures has been able to survive for such a long time because of his observation. He knows very well who he can mess with and who he can't mess with.

And Qi Ling in front of him is one of the people who must not be messed with.

"Well, if you're wise, I'll protect you from now on!" Qi Ling said, returning to the guard and gaining the qualification to enter.

The inside of the Hell Killing Fields is even shabbier than it looks from the outside, with black blood stains everywhere. It doesn't look like a regular place at all.

There is no isolation here. On the outside is a circle of stands extending upward, and below is a huge open space with a diameter of hundreds of meters, which is obviously prepared for the players of the competition.

Qi Ling glanced at the surrounding auditorium, and then slowly walked to the best place, but there were still several men with fierce looks sitting there. Judging from the murderous aura on their bodies, they should also be players here.

Afterwards, Qi Ling found a relatively clean place and sat down. He came today just to watch the game and had no intention of causing trouble.

But just because he didn't cause trouble, it didn't mean that others didn't intend to provoke him. When several men saw that the murderous aura in Qi Ling was so thin, they immediately thought that he was a soft persimmon. If they didn't pinch him, it would be a waste of nature.

"Hey! Boy, don't you have eyes? Is this a place where you can sit?" said a bald man, and grabbed Qi Ling's shoulders. "Come on, boy, follow me outside. I'll let you You know what the rules are."

Qi Ling glanced at the hand on his shoulder and said helplessly: "Oh, isn't it good to live? Why do you have to seek death?"

"What did you say?" The man was wondering what Qi Ling said, but at this moment, a black flame suddenly appeared on his hand and enveloped his hand.

"What, what is this!" the bald man yelled, trying to put out the injured black flame, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't.

And not only that, the black flames not only showed no signs of extinguishing, but began to spread towards his arms, as if they were using his flesh and blood as fuel.

"Choose, sacrifice an arm or a life?" Qi Ling said lightly, "If we don't hurry up, it will be too late!"

After listening to Qi Ling's words, the man saw that the black flame was about to spread to his body. He gritted his teeth, pulled out his companion's knife, and chopped off his arm.

The arm that fell to the ground quickly turned into ashes under the burning of black flames, leaving not even the slightest trace of its existence.

Although he lost an arm, the bald man did not dare to cause trouble to Qi Ling at all, because a person's biggest fear is not how powerful his opponent is, but the unknown.

As for Qi Ling's black flame, they couldn't figure it out at all, so naturally they lost the courage to fight with Qi Ling. After suffering such a big loss, they could only admit that they were unlucky.

"By the way, since you have already stood up, don't sit down." Qi Ling said at this time, "You are so ugly that even my mood has been affected. Please disappear from my face as soon as possible."