Yang Ning and Feng Xing were also helpless. It would definitely be extremely dangerous to go to the black boxing market. Taking Xiao Jiujiu there would be too dangerous. Yang Ning could only break his promise to Xiao Jiujiu again.
However, Yang Ning still discussed it with Feng Xing. After returning this time, he must take Xiao Jiujiu to have some fun.
But for this trip, I can only apologize.
The black boxing market, as the name suggests, does not belong to the official power and is even shady, so it is called the black boxing market.
Of course, such an existence is not official, but it is colluding with the official, because as far as Lieyuan City is concerned, the official can obtain more sky crystals for Lieyuan City through the Black Fist Market.
This is a world of the weak and the strong, not to mention that Lieyuan City is still an important border town. Apart from those special places, there is only such a market, which attracts people to gather the most.
Within the scope of Lieyuan City and a hundred miles behind the city, there is a mountain. The mountain is bare and no plants can be seen.
At the foot of the mountain, there was a hidden formation. If Feng Xing hadn't led the way, Yang Ning was sure that he would never have found such a so-called black boxing market.
The formation is integrated with the mountain, and can only be used concealed. There are no other restrictions, and it is very free.
After the two people passed through the formation, a long passage appeared in front of them, and the light in the passage was also very dim.
"Is this the black boxing market?" Yang Ning asked.
"The entire mountain has been hollowed out by the Black Fist Market, so there is no grass growing on the entire mountain. What's more, it is full of killing. How can such a strong killing energy make the mountain grow plants."
After Yang Ning and Feng Xing shuttled back and forth for a long time, they finally heard faint sounds of fighting and cheers from the front.
But wherever the two looked, an extremely exaggerated scene also appeared.
It looks like Pixiu, but it is not. Anyway, a very sinister-looking sculpture stands in front.
"This is……"
Feng Xing was stunned and said: "I don't know either, but I heard before that this beast seems to be called the Shura Beast, but I don't know what it is specifically."
The passage into the Black Fist Market, where the sound came from at this moment, came through the mouth of the so-called Shura beast in front of him.
The light was already dim, and coupled with such a ferocious Shura beast, even Yang Ning, as a sword cultivator and full of killing power, could not help but feel frightened at this moment.
However, Feng Xing looked indifferent, and with Yang Ning, he quickly passed through the bloody mouth of the Shura Beast, and then truly entered the black boxing market.
"five!"
"Four!"
"three!"
"two!"
"one!"
Along with the sounds of countdowns, no one on the arena stood up again.
"Number sixty-three wins!"
At the same time, there were cheers for him from around the arena.
But they all have one characteristic, that is, except for the host on the stage, everyone else wears a mask.
Just when Yang Ning was about to ask, Feng Xing said: "Don't be anxious."
"The black boxing market here will protect personal privacy very well. Therefore, every practitioner who enters here will get a mask to cover up all his unique aura."
"Similarly, after registering, you will get a number plate. This number plate is your label, so we have to go to the registration place first." Fengxing explained.
"Where is the registration place?" Feeling the killing atmosphere on the stage, Yang Ning felt that his blood began to beat.
"Follow me." Feng Xing actually wanted to see how sharp Yang Ning's sword was.
The two walked through the bustling area and came to a relatively quiet area. There were not many people making noise here, but it could be seen from the eyes of the people in line that everyone was full of fighting spirit.
On the side of the queue, someone maintains order.
"Don't mess with the staff here." Feng Xing said.
"What will happen if I'm provoked?"
"Two results. One, being killed, and two, being endlessly hunted by the people behind this place."
Yang Ning looked at the staff on both sides and found that the cultivation of these people was not very advanced, and some even had very low cultivation. However, the people in the queue were still polite. This shows that the people behind them are terrifying. .
"Get in line." Seeing Yang Ning and Feng Xing walking over, the staff member could only say coldly.
"I won't participate." Feng Xing explained hurriedly.
"Whoever participates, queues up."
Yang Ning could only follow the team silently.
Just when Yang Ning entered the queue, the man in front of Yang Ning turned sideways and glanced at Yang Ning.
"Brother, are you here to die?" It was obvious that he had seen through Yang Ning's cultivation.
Yang Ning smiled slightly.
"It seems that you are very ignorant of current affairs." The figure of the man was similar to Yang Ning, but his aura was much thicker than that of Yang Ning.
Yang Ning still ignored it because it was not necessary.
The light was dim, but this did not affect the sight of the two.
"Boy, I remember you. If we meet in the ring, you will die." He said harsh words, and soon it was the turn of the person in front of him.
The numbers here are random and not in order.
Soon, Yang Ning heard the number of the person in front of him.
Number ninety-seven.
Likewise, cultivation is also read out.
The peak of Chedi Realm.
"Brother, no wonder you are so arrogant, you are already at your peak." Yang Ning suddenly laughed, and only the two of them could hear his voice.
"What do you mean?" No. 97 had already put on the mask, and his whole body's breath was covered.
"What do you mean? Kill you." Yang Ning said, jumped over No. 97, and came directly to the staff.
"Draw a number!"
Yang Ning's hand penetrated into a box and then took it out.
"Open!"
"Number thirty-six!"
"Cultivation!"
"Middle level of the Earth Realm."
Suddenly, No. 97 burst out laughing beside Yang Ning.
"A middle-level person actually forgot to say something big and said something about killing me. Are you afraid that you are too brave? Haha..."
"do not make noise."
A cold voice made No. 97 shut up instantly.
No. 97 gave Yang Ning a middle finger and then left, because he had already written down the number plate that belonged to Yang Ning.
"Here you go!" The mask was handed over directly.
Yang Ning took the mask and put it on directly. In an instant, Yang Ning's aura disappeared without a trace, just like No. 97 just now.
"A hundred sky crystals."
Yang Ning directly presented the hundreds of sky crystals that he had prepared in advance.
"Okay, I will arrange for you to participate in the competition later."
However, after the staff made arrangements, they still handed Feng Xing a mask.
The two of them shuttled among the shouts.
There is a huge space in the mountain. There are nearly fifty fighting arenas around it, and each arena is surrounded by a sea of people.
The surrounding light was still dim, but it couldn't hide the passion in the ring.
One after another, but every loser either died or was seriously injured. This was undoubtedly cruel, but no one felt sad about it, but became even crazier.
"Congratulations to the leader of the No. 40 ring for his thirty-eighth consecutive victory."
Following the announcement from the host on the stage, various roars echoed in the sea of people.
Just as Yang Ning and Feng Xing continued to shuttle, a voice suddenly came from the No. 32 ring next to them.
"No. 36, versus No. 19."
Yang Ning was stunned. He didn't expect that it would be his turn so soon.
However, Yang Ning did not hesitate and walked directly onto the ring.
The opponent, No. 19, was huge. Although his breath was blocked by the mask, Yang Ning could still feel that the opponent was exercising his physical body with one hand, which was very terrifying.
"Thirty-six is good, middle level of the Earth Realm."
"No. 19, middle level of the Earth Realm."
"Both parties will take thirty breaths as a time to consider whether to participate in this arena, regardless of whether they are angry or not."
"Don't think about it, I can't wait to tear this sparrow to pieces."
The arrogant voice echoed in the arena.
"On the 19th..."
Under the ring, there was a lot of noise, and it seemed that No. 19 was infected by No. 19's straightforward voice.
Yang Ning did not speak. Compared to the big man No. 19, Yang Ning's figure was slightly thin.
But following the voice of No. 19, Yang Ning just nodded.
"Well, the battle has just begun, and both sides don't care about life or death."
"The betting market is open."
"The odds are one to one for both sides."
Along with the voice of the host, on the side of the ring, the betting market belonging to the 32nd ring here was also officially opened.
"Place your bet!"
With a shout, the surrounding strong men began to fly towards the gambling board with their finances.
"Next 19th."
"Number 19."
"Bet me a win on the 19th."
Feng Xing watched this scene silently, slowly approaching the gambling board.
"One hundred thousand primary sky crystals, give me the number thirty-six."
After Feng Xing finished speaking, a space ring fell on the gambling board, leaving behind a silhouette.
"Are these people crazy?"
"We are both at the middle level, but that person is obviously a master of physical training, and he is still below thirty-six. Isn't it because he has a lot of money?"
"That's it. Give me the number nineteen, ten thousand sky crystals."
"That's right. I don't think I have a lot of money. I just want to send warmth..."
…
Along with the noise, Feng Xing would not say more, and there was no need to say more. He couldn't say that the money was not his, but that of the guy in the ring, right?
Therefore, Feng Xing could only remain silent.
As for victory or defeat, it doesn't matter to Feng Xing, because in Feng Xing's eyes, Yang Ning may be just a passer-by, but this passer-by can only pass as long as he wants.
On the ring, No. 19's feet shook, and instantly the whole ring began to shake.
"Henglian Thirteen Taibao?" Yang Ning tried to ask.
"Oh, do you know me?"
No. 19 could not hide the sarcasm in his voice.
"I know." Yang Ning replied seriously.
"Then you can die in peace." The voice of No. 19 came, with a domineering tone.
"Really?" A sword appeared in Yang Ning's hand.
"Oh, sword cultivator?" No. 19 was a little shocked, but with one punch, a strong wind came from above the arena.
Like mountains, like a rushing river...
Draw the sword!
Just one sword.
One thousand four hundred superpositions.
No encounter.
There was no sound either.
The fist grazed the bridge of Yang Ning's nose, causing a faint pain.
But only a trace of blood followed the sword light until it lost power and fell on the ring.
"You...how is that possible?"
But No. 19 could no longer make a sound.
With just a flash of sword light, No. 19 was killed.
"Is this a way to die in peace?"
"This is a death with eyes open!"
Even under the ring, there was still a lot of static pressure at the moment.
Is this the end?
Even Feng Xing had to be shocked at this moment.
Henglian Taibao can be said to be a nearly invincible existence in the same realm of physical cultivation, but it is only one sword.
Feng Xing was already very sure that the murderer in the alleyway that night was definitely Yang Ning.
But then, Feng Xing found his bet.
One to one.
With the principal and interest, two hundred thousand sky crystals were collected.
"Number thirty-six wins."
As the host announced victory, everyone in the arena was shocked, and then they woke up.
"Dark horse..."
"this……"
Under the ring not far away, his face was covered by a mask and his true appearance could not be seen clearly, but his eyes were staring sharply at ring number 32.
"Is it him?" He wasn't sure, because if he wanted to confirm, he had to conduct an autopsy on No. 19, but when he thought of the rules here, he could only give up this idea.
But the person No. 36 was already remembered by him.
