Chapter 190 Three Guns Watching strong human beings fight monster beasts in the gladiatorial arena was a status characteristic of high-ranking officials. Chu Linguang had never entered it, and he never thought that one day he would be able to fight monster beasts in the gladiatorial arena.
Became the object of appreciation for noble disciples.
However, both he and Guo Wei knew that Uncle Du Guo arranged this to promote his growth and allow him to fight monsters in a relatively safe environment.
An attendant from the uncle's house sent Chu Linguang to the arena. Chu Linguang showed the number of the bamboo slip given to him by Du Wushuang. He was taken into a narrow passage by relevant personnel. Inside, he was first given a black mask. After putting on the mask, Chu Linguang was Sent to a rotunda.
There were more than a dozen people wearing black masks in the hall, either sitting and resting, breathing or wiping their weapons.
Around the hall, there are various landing platforms, with all the weapons of the [-]th class. There is also a set of protective equipment hanging on the wall. Someone chooses the right size and puts it on as if no one else is watching.
Chu Linguang's appearance did not attract the attention of those people.
Chu Linguang looked at the number.
fourteen.
Doesn't seem to be an auspicious number.
He did not bring a lightning gun. This was specially arranged by Uncle Du Guo. Chu Linguang could only choose a weapon on the landing platform. Without exception, he chose a two-meter-long spear.
"call!"
In front of everyone, Chu Linguang performed a set of thirteen basic marksmanship moves.
Everyone looked at him a little longer.
"It's a lot heavier than the lightning gun, at least fifty or sixty pounds, but with my current strength, the weight is just right."
Chu Linguang praised secretly.
Although the material of this black spear is not as good as the lightning gun, it is much better than the weapons in Boss Zhuang's blacksmith shop. It can be regarded as a good gun on the market.
"Here comes the bone broth and meat."
At this time, the staff in the arena brought several pots of freshly roasted monster flesh and blood covered with sauce, and two large pots of monster bone soup.
The dozen or so people waiting in the rotunda went over to pick up pieces of monster beast flesh, bite them, and devour them. Bowls of snow-white bone soup were boiled into them and poured into their stomachs.
Chu Linguang was not stunned. This was meat nourishment before fighting the monsters. He was not an iron man, so he also needed supplements.
He feasted like everyone else. After the bone soup reached the bottom, he picked up the clay pot and poured it into his mouth. Then he used Zhen Yuan Gong to digest the meat and bone soup to offset the feeling of fullness.
"Number seven."
A man who had finished eating meat, sat on the ground to breathe, and had already put on a set of black armor, was called out by the arena personnel.
Chu Linguang glanced at the other party's leaving figure. Not surprisingly, the other party should have been called over to fight the monster.
From conversations with some people, Chu Linguang has learned that the Kong Family Arena will cultivate warriors to fight with monsters and beasts, and will also recruit warriors from outside to fight with monsters, but each person must complete at least three battles, and those who lose midway except.
Regardless of victory or defeat, every recruited person will receive generous rewards. The more battles, the greater the reward, and each victory will receive an additional bonus.
However, the goal of the arena is to make a profit.
Chu Linguang understood that the danger level of those recruited was definitely much higher than his own. Even if they could survive three games, they would usually leave with injuries, or even leave irreversible hidden injuries.
You are making money with your life.
The world is hard and dangerous, and life is unfair. Chu Linguang is secretly glad that he has Du Guoshu's relationship. He may not have a generous silver income, but he can improve his cultivation bit by bit in a relatively safe environment. When he adapts to the arena, Environment, and then fighting in the Hundred Thousand Mountains, his cultivation level will advance by leaps and bounds.
"What's your number?"
At this time, a man with a rough voice asked.
"fourteen."
Chu Linguang showed the bamboo piece.
"I'm fifteen and you're ahead of me. Aren't you going to wear protective gear and play?"
The man asked curiously.
Chu Linguang saw that the protective gear on the man was similar to that of the black-armored warrior in the trial field, covering almost his whole body tightly.
The protective gear on the wall is basically of this type.
Chu Linguang took a closer look and weighed several of the sets, and found that the weights varied. Some were made of wire grass and poured with a layer of butter. Although the defensive power was not as good as the gas phase scale armor, it was better than nothing.
Some heavy protective gears are made of solid iron sheets, and their defensive power seems to be comparable to that of gas phase scale armor.
But whether it was a lighter or heavier protective armor, Chu Linguang didn't want to wear it, because he already had an invisible but safest layer of armor on his body, and that was Uncle Du Guo.
No matter what he said, the main reason for coming to the arena to fight monsters was to improve his cultivation, and his safety was guaranteed by Uncle Du Guo.
If you wear protective gear and armor, on the one hand, it will affect your performance, on the other hand, you will not trust Du Guojiu, and at the same time, being timid will also affect your own mentality.
So he smiled and said: "These protective gear and armors are not suitable for me."
"Haha, you can do whatever you want!"
The man with a rough voice shook his head slightly and stopped talking to Chu Linguang. This was not the first time that he came to the Kong Family Arena to fight monsters. He had also seen people like Chu Linguang who were self-sufficient and strong, or who wore protective gear and armor on the spot, resulting in monsters. The beast was seriously injured, and even the person died.
He saw that Chu Linguang was relatively unfamiliar and it was probably the first time he came to the Kong family arena to earn silver, so he kindly reminded him that since Chu Linguang didn't appreciate it, there was no need to waste his time.
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At the last moment, it was Chu Linguang's turn to play.
Chu Linguang held a black spear and, under the leadership of relevant personnel, came to a piece of sandy land covered by a huge iron.
There were many bloodstains on the sand, and some of the sand was even dyed dark red, with a smell of blood permeating the air.
There are rows of neatly arranged seats of varying heights outside the sandy land. There are many people sitting on the seats at the moment, and everyone is watching Chu Linguang.
Curious about what kind of strength Chu Linguang has? The odds given by the Kong family for Chu Linguang to win were as high as [-].
Chu Linguang's opponent was an adult silver-horned pig.
When the relevant personnel of the arena put the silver-horned pig into the sand through the cage cart, Chu Linguang looked visibly stunned.
Du Wushuang had clearly said that what was waiting for him would be a Chi Yan Tiger with a small amount of Qi Hai.
Chu Linguang can still distinguish between pigs and tigers.
Although this silver-horned pig is as strong as an ox, with sharp tusks that are nearly one meter long, and the black hair on its body is as thick and straight as steel needles, it does not look like a tiger no matter where you look at it.
Secondly, the momentum it exudes mainly comes from its size, and it does not possess special wave damage capabilities.
Chu Lin's light spiritual consciousness swept through and found that the strength of the Silver Horn Pig was only at the level of the Great Vortex of the Qi Sea, which was one level behind the Red Flame Tiger.
He couldn't help but look at the relevant personnel in the arena, and instinctively realized that the people here might have arranged it deliberately, wanting to test his strength and see if he could deal with the Chi Yanhu.
Thinking of this, Chu Linguang danced with his spear and made provocative moves towards the silver-horned pig.
"Master Wushuang, who is he to Mr. Guojiu?"
In the top row of seats, behind an iron door, a middle-aged man asked.
"How many rounds do you think the Silver-horned Pig can last in his hands?"
Du Wushuang asked rhetorically.
"Looking at how confident you are, is it possible that he can win in thirty rounds?"
The middle-aged man thought about it.
"Twenty rounds at most."
Du Wushuang corrected.
"what?"
The middle-aged man looked surprised.
"Hiss!" The silver-horned pig became ferocious. It and Chu Linguang were the only ones in the iron cage. It had no other choice and rushed towards Chu Linguang quickly.
Chu Linguang held a spear and waited quietly for the silver-horned pig to approach.
Wait until the distance approaches.
The spear swung up and hit the silver-horned pig head on.
With this spear, Chu Linguang used the power of Qi Hai and Divine Elephant to hit the silver-horned pig on the head with precise shooting skills.
"boom!"
The silver-horned pig's head was hit by the shot and fell directly into the sand. Its limbs twitched and soon stopped moving.
In its sight, Chu Linguang's shot was fast, accurate, and unstoppable. He couldn't dodge it at all. He wanted to use his fangs to block it, but he couldn't catch the shot, and his skull exploded with the shot. He was trapped deep in the sand and died on the spot.
Chu Linguang put away his gun and stood still.
"Wow!"
"One shot?"
"He won."
……
The scene was in an uproar, and many nobles were inquiring about Chu Linguang's identity information.
"!"
"So strong, I have awakened the power of the divine elephant, and reached the Qi Sea Xiaocheng state."
"I won the bet."
People discussed.
"Even I underestimated him."
Du Wushuang exclaimed.
"Arrange for Chi Yanhu to go in."
The middle-aged man ordered his servants.
In the sandy land, the relevant personnel in the arena dragged the dead silver-horned pig out and put a Red Flame Tiger in a cage into the sandy land.
The Red Flame Tiger is five meters long and nearly two meters tall. Each claw has a strength of two to three thousand kilograms. It has activated its spiritual intelligence and can roughly judge Chu Linguang's strength through the blood stains left by the silver-horned pig.
Therefore, after being put into the sand, he did not rush to attack Chu Linguang. Instead, he walked around Chu Linguang several times, seeming to carefully observe the changes in Chu Linguang's aura.
In the same way, Chu Linguang also released his spiritual consciousness and observed the Red Flame Tiger.
Compared to the Silver-Horned Pig, the Red Flame Tiger is not only smarter, but its deep roar also contains a sense of power, and its attack power does not rely solely on physical strength.
"Roar!"
Suddenly, the Red Flame Tiger opened its bloody mouth, and a tiger roar seemed to penetrate outside the arena. The tiger stripes on its body, like blazing flames, were trembling violently. A sharp blade was hidden in its roar, moving towards Chu Linguang. Cover and go.
Chu Lin's light spiritual consciousness surrounded the entire sandy land.
Immediately, he felt that the sharp blade coming from the roar of the tiger was composed of waves of fragments.
He thrust his spear forward.
Flying Leaf Lotus Spear, the first layer of thorns.
"Clap!"
The blade hidden in the roar was disintegrated in an instant. Chu Linguang's spear continued to advance. Chi Yanhu only felt the black spear locking his eyebrows. The tiger stripes trembled again. He shot forward with a claw, only to see guns all around him. Shadow himself was clamped by spears, and was roughly stuffed into the cage by humans.
"Roar!"
It let out an unwilling roar, broke free from the cage, and found itself in a larger iron cage. A figure in front of it stabbed it between the eyebrows with a spear.
"Pfft!"
This spear mobilizes the power of the sea of the whole body, combined with the power of the divine elephant, to display the thorn, lock, and charm in the Flying Leaf Lotus Spear, a total of three levels of power.
Killed the Red Flame Tiger with three shots.
Before entering the training ground to practice, the value of the Flying Leaf Lotus Spear reached perfection. During this period, although Chu Linguang focused on opening the Dharma and condensing the sea of Qi to transform the power of the Dragon Elephant, he unknowingly The understanding of the Flying Leaf Lotus Spear is getting deeper and deeper.
Although the six levels of stabbing, locking, confusing, gathering, yuan, and swallowing power are not up to Guo Wei's standards, they are still at the master level.
The first layer of thorns formed a three-foot defensive space, and there was only one step left.
The spear thrust out just now could even disintegrate the waves released by the Red Flame Tiger from its tiger stripes. It was not difficult for him to kill a demonic beast with a Qi Hai Xiaocheng level.
You must know that Chu Linguang was able to temporarily block the Demon Horned Ox in the Qi Sea Dacheng Realm in the trial field, creating opportunities for Xia Zhong and the others. In the end, he took the lead in knocking down the Demon Horned Ox in one go.
An ordinary monster with Qi Hai Xiaocheng level is far from threatening him.
And Chu Linguang didn't even turn on the Dharma just now.
He didn't even use the double potential energy superposition. He only relied on the power of the divine elephant and the sea of qi to use the Flying Leaf Lotus Spear. Three consecutive shots killed the Chi Yanhu.
"He wins again."
"He only used three shots."
"Could it be that he is a powerful person at the Qihai Dacheng level?"
"Who is he?"
There was an uproar again.
Du Wushuang's face was also full of shock, feeling that Chu Linguang's intention was still unfinished, he said: "Assign him a weaker monster in the Qi Sea Realm."
He knew that Chu Linguang came to the arena not to earn money, but to improve his strength, find a suitable opponent, experience a life-and-death fight, and unleash the potential in his body.
"Every Qihai Dacheng level monster is very strong."
The middle-aged man corrected.
"This……"
Du Wushuang couldn't decide to pay attention for a moment.
This time, Chu Linguang was just arranged to practice with the demonic beasts of Qi Hai Xiaocheng level first. To be on the safe side, the starting point was only the Qi Hai Great Whirlpool.
Unexpectedly, Chu Lin stabbed to death a Qi Hai Xiaocheng-level monster with just three shots.
"I see that his marksmanship and defense are impeccable. The Arena just got a Silver Moon Wolf in the past few days, and it hasn't been shown yet, so why not let him have a go at it."
The middle-aged man suggested.
"Silver Moon Wolf? This... you have to ask him first."
Du Juan dare not make his own decisions.
The Silver Moon Wolf is famous for its lightning-fast attack speed and its ability to stir up wind blades. It is one of the louder monsters in the Qi Sea Dacheng level.
Immediately, relevant personnel from the trial field entered the sandy land to question Chu Linguang.
"Silver Moon Wolf, Qi Hai Dacheng."
"arrange!"
Chu Linguang didn't hesitate. If he didn't dare to face the demonic beast with Qi Sea in a relatively safe situation in the arena, then entering the Hundred Thousand Mountains to experience would be a dead end.
To make a breakthrough in life and death, you need not only strength, but also courage.
(The author is so embarrassed. I really wanted to post an update today, but I took my wife to do a three-dimensional color ultrasound. The baby never cooperated. I thought it would be done in an hour. I went home to code. Unexpectedly, I worked all day and didn’t come back until after six o’clock in the afternoon. .) (End of this chapter)