Qin Shu knew there was something going on as soon as she heard what he said. This was Central Continent, and great swordsmen accounted for more than half of Central Continent.
She didn't believe they were so abiding by the law, there must be some underground fighting place.
Thinking of this, Qin Shu's eyes suddenly lit up, and she quickly turned around and approached, asking, "Think about it! Could you please give me some directions?"
The red-haired old man laughed and said, "What other way is there? I'm going anyway and I'll take you with me."
Qin Shu originally thought that he was going to take her to a dark, damp alley where rats were running around, and then she turned around and entered a secret door.
However, everything was different from what she had imagined. They came to a huge palace-shaped building, which was larger than the palace of Princess Thalia where Qin Shu and the others stayed.
There was actually a golden swordsman from the Holy See guarding the door, and many people came in and out one after another.
But most of them are still great swordsmen, and there are still very few mages.
This was within Qin Shu's expectation. After all, only physical cultivation could have such strong energy.
The red-haired old man first led Qin Shu to get a token. A token requires twenty spiritual stones, which is equivalent to buying a ticket.
No matter what their identity is outside, when they enter the arena, the only thing that represents their identity is the number written on the token.
You must not seek revenge privately when leaving the arena, otherwise you will be openly challenging the authority of the Holy See.
After hearing this rule, Qin Shu could understand why they suddenly charged such an expensive admission fee. It turned out to be a legal protection fee!
"Miss, what's your number?"
Qin Shu raised her hand and looked, "7011."
"I'm 4677. Once you get in, you can play by yourself. We'll see you again by fate."
Qin Shu thanked him and watched his thin figure gradually disappear into the crowd. Then she hung the token on her waist with her backhand and walked towards the arena.
When I walked in, I realized that under the protection of the Holy See, this arena actually has many other businesses. It can be said to be a large entertainment venue.
No wonder it occupies such a large space. There is a gaming area as soon as you enter.
Betting in front of a bunch of monks is no longer just about luck, but about who is better.
This area is also a place where crouching tigers, hidden dragons are real. Qin Shu only took a brief look at it and left.
She has been abiding by the law in her two lives, but she has never learned this...
Walking inside, you come to the arena competition area.
Qin Shu found a show with the largest number of spectators and walked in. It was very lively inside. People were almost rubbing shoulders with each other, and they could even smell the sweat on each other's bodies.
Qin Shu frowned. Don't they all know how to clean?
With this thought in mind, she made a casual gesture and cleared her surroundings.
After doing all this, she looked up at the two people on the stage.
The two people in the ring are similar in height and weight, and both have tendon muscles.
If it weren't for the heavy swords in their hands, Qin Shu would have almost thought she was at a boxing scene.
The two men held swords in both hands and slashed together again, and there was another burst of excited cheers around them.
Qin Shu watched the whole scene and it was indeed more exciting than outside.
When the crowd dispersed, she walked out of the arena and saw a familiar figure.
Wrong Sword Master?
Meeting him in such a place was both surprising and... reasonable.
In order to avoid being discovered by her master, Qin Shu quickly chose the opposite direction and ran away.
After watching a few more competitions, she realized that the further in, the higher the monk's cultivation level became.
Qin Shu thought about it for a moment, then found a stage suitable for the golden elixir stage and assigned herself a number.
It is said that winning three games in a row will reward you with a thousand spiritual stones, winning seven games in a row will reward you with five thousand spiritual stones, and winning eleven games in a row will reward you with ten thousand spiritual stones...
The more you win, the more you earn.
Therefore, there are a large number of professional competitors here who rely on fighting to earn spiritual stones.
A great swordsman on the stage has won six games in a row. If he wins another game, he will get 5,000 spiritual stones.
At this moment, Qin Shu heard a bunny girl read her number, "7011."
Qin Shu: "..."
Everyone has only one chance to challenge every day. If he loses the first game, he can only leave the competitive area and go to the betting area.
Qin Shu sighed. She didn't want to leave just yet, so she could only blame this person for her bad fate.
As soon as she came on stage, there was laughter from below.
Even though Qin Shu is now 1.76 meters tall, she is still very thin standing in front of this person.
It would be fine if she was a mage. The key is that she still holds a sword in her hand.
As we all know, swordsmen compete in strength and body. How can she fight if she is so skinny?
The strong man opposite smiled and said directly: "7011, you'd better be wise and go down by yourself, you are no match for me."
Qin Shu nodded, "It's not impossible for me to go down. If you get the reward, share half of it with me."
"Hahahaha..." The strong man looked up to the sky and laughed, "Miss, you are so funny."
Qin Shu shrugged, "Please consider my proposal carefully, otherwise please don't regret it later."
Everyone in the audience was silent for a while, and after a moment, everyone laughed louder.
The strong man shook his head, the sweat on his hair swaying everywhere with his movements, "It only takes one sword to send you off stage!"
Seeing this, Qin Shu stopped talking and raised her hands to cup her fists, "Please give me more advice."
Return a sword? What a joke, it’s not that she underestimated them. If they knocked her down with a sword, wouldn’t all her years of training be in vain?
Although Qin Shu thought so in her heart, she didn't mean to underestimate them at all. Every continent that can gain a foothold in the world of immortality must have their own merits.
Qin Shu understood it just after the fight.
The monks in Central Continent are very strong. His sword strike may not be able to break through her defense, but her internal organs have not yet been fully tempered. If she is hit by him again, there is a high probability that she will suffer internal injuries. of.
Qin Shu immediately raised the scabbard to resist, removing part of the strength, and then used the body-training technique to absorb part of the strength.
She suddenly understood why the physical cultivation of Zhongzhou was better than that of Dongzhou. They learned from each other, and each monk's cultivation level was able to improve by leaps and bounds. This was also a virtuous circle.
In their Dongzhou, Dharma cultivation is more dominant, and physical cultivation will not be tempered more, so the speed of cultivation will be much slower, and naturally many people will give up.
Qin Shu continued to fight and tempered her body bit by bit. In the eyes of outsiders, every time Qin Shu resisted was very difficult, and no one thought she could hold on any longer.
However, the tenth sword struck by the strong man was still taken down by Qin Shu, and judging from her appearance, it seemed much easier than the first time?
