Blade of the Sword Master

Anger and drinking sounded all over the heavens, outside the battlefield, Qiyan smiled and whispered to himself, "Little brother, I believe you, you can definitely survive, hey. ”

Xiao Dun exchanged 500 yuan for Ping Ling Shi. The voice fell and Qiyan went straight to the largest casino in the city.

I had no idea that Qiyan actually sold herself, a shout of anger and drink, Xiao Dun calmed down, things have been settled, it is obviously impossible to run. Behind this death battlefield is Leshan Mansion. Since they have already given money, they will never let themselves go, even if they are disciples of Dongjian Pavilion, after all, they have not forced you, your own sister sold you.

Seeing Xiao Dun calmed down so quickly, the one-eyed man was also slightly stunned. Though he was not too old, his heart was not bad. In such a short time, he accepted all of this openly. It was good.

I admired Xiao Dun in secret, but such admiration did not change anything, and everything had to be agreed upon.

A previous agreement had been signed with Qiyan, at which point the One-Eyed Man also told Xiao Dun the truth about the contents of the agreement.

“This is the agreement your sister signed for you. You just need to remember three things. First, the deadline for purchasing you is six months. Within six months, you must go unconditionally to the battlefield for all the battles you have arranged. ”

“Secondly, your battle frequency is once every two days. ”

“Third, because your sister says you are a genius, your rating is S, which means that in every battle you fight, your opponent will be at least a little bit above your limit. ”

For each fighter, the Dead Fighting Ground will rate them, starting with Level C, followed by Level C, B, A, S, and so forth.

The weakest of Class C means that Class C fighters will not encounter people who are higher than they are, while Class B and Class A may encounter people who are higher than they are, but not all of them will encounter each other on the field, and their opponents will only be higher than they are at most.

As for the strongest S-level, that's like saying, each battle is at least a little bit higher than you, and there's no upper limit, that is, you may encounter an opponent a little bit higher than you, or you may encounter an opponent two little boundaries higher than you, and even three little boundaries are not impossible.

S-level? Hearing the one-eyed man, Xiao Dunhui's anger burst into the shed again. Qiyen, the bitch, not only sold herself but also...

It's very clear why this bitch made herself an S-level warrior, just because she could sell a little more spiritual stones, demons, it's just demons, herself is her little brother, she can do so many good things.

Every other day, you have to face a life-and-death battle, and your opponents are at least a little higher than you. You can't help but strip Qiyan of this bitch alive. But this is obviously unrealistic. Now think about how you can live for the past six months.

Arrange accommodation for Xiao Dun, a sealed stone room, although simple, but there should be everything, and Xiao Dun can tell the guard if there are any requirements, as long as it is not too much, it can generally be satisfied, except, of course, to leave the death fighting field.

Sitting on a futon in a stone room, Xiao Dun wants to cry without tears, is this what you call experience? This is all about pushing yourself to death. You know, this battle on the battlefield, winning and losing is the only way to divide life and death. There is no point in it. Either you die or I die.

Overnight silence, the next day, Xiao Dun came to his first battle for life and death.

In a huge circular palace, the center is a huge death pit, surrounded by hard, tens of meters of tall walls and, above the tall walls, dense, numb seats for visitors to the war.

The first battle was between Xiao Dun and a Huang Ji Cheng fighter. Before it started, the audience was already full. At the same time, the gambling about this battle had opened, and Xiao Dun's odds were one to two.

While everyone bets, in the middle of the battlefield, a brilliant man should be the host, working hard to render the atmosphere of the battlefield.

With this man's rendering, the atmosphere gradually rose, while the parties finally entered.

“Next, let me introduce you to the two strong players of this battle, the first to enter is that they have won three consecutive games, called the Iron Hand Invincible, the Black Tower………. ”

The high voice introduced the two strong men of life and death, accompanied by the voice of the man, more than two metres tall, a man with a strong muscle, walked out the stone door on the left.

The man was made into a yellow pole, his skin was so dark, his eyes unconsciously exuded a faint sense of killing.

With the entrance of the black tower, a cheer sounded, and then the host turned his eyes to the stone gate on the right and said.

“Here comes our newest S-Class fighter in the Dead Fight, the elite disciple of the East Sword Palace, Xiao Dun..."

There is no such thing as Xiao Du's identity. The name of Dongjian Pavilion was reported directly. It is said to be the disciple of Dongjian Pavilion. Everyone is more emotional. Few disciples of the Sect are involved in the battle between life and death. Therefore, whenever the disciples of the Sect participate, everyone very much looks forward to it. After all, the strength of the disciples of the Sect is much stronger than that of scattering.

In the shock of heaven, Xiao Du's face walked out of the stone door calmly. One meter and eight individuals, a bit thin, in front of the black tower, was obviously about to be shorter.

Looking at the black tower in front of him, Xiao Dun knew that he was his first opponent. He didn't say much, but the black tower scorned laughter.

“How dare a boy with no hairs come to the fight? Are you here to die? Just in time, I have never killed the disciples of Zongmen, especially the giants such as the East Sword Palace…………. ”

Blacktower carelessly provoked. Hearing this, Xiao Dun did not answer. After the staff left, Xiao Dun's hands flashed and Qingyun sword appeared directly in his hand.

Xuanjun's hand, Xiao Dun's breath quickly became sharp, and the audience kept shouting, and the atmosphere reached the peak directly.

The battle is about to begin, and the one-eyed man who signed an agreement with Qiyan yesterday stands behind a beautiful girl in the middle of the third floor of the battlefield, and the beautiful girl smiles.

“You said the boy was sold by the mother fork? ”

“Well, it is indeed Miss Qiyeon... ”

“This mother-night fork is really good, I heard that this kid is her little brother and the new apprentice of Ao Xuan..."

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