Fang Ruotang roughly guessed what was inside, and without any hesitation, she pulled Rong Xing inside. As she had said, it was the core location of this arena.
The scene was so grand that she couldn't stop smiling.
They entered, to the first level, which was also the lowest level. A dark passage led straight to the center of the arena, where demonic beasts were currently fighting.
Get a little closer and raise your head slightly.
If you count carefully, you can see that it is seven stories high, just like a seven-story pagoda.
Each floor was packed with people, the air was filled with the sounds of cheering and shouting.
"Kill! Kill!"
"Get him, kill him."
Fang Ruotang had seen similar scenes in Dayong, but they were not as grand as this. Compared to this, they were insignificant, but the nature of the event was similar.
It's a betting scheme, which is why the audience's emotions are so high.
After all, it's about whether they win or lose after placing their bets.
Rong Xing saw the two beasts in the center of the arena, already covered in blood. He frowned slightly and looked at the person in his arms. Seeing that she showed no discomfort, he asked her gently.
"Want to place a bet?"
"Not for now."
Fang Ruotang and her group could only enter the viewing seats on the first floor because they only paid one low-grade spirit stone.
"Are you really not going up?"
Rong Xing saw that there were guards on the second floor, which clearly meant that spirit stones were required to be handed over.
But they didn't care about these things. They didn't need to squeeze onto the first floor. Not only was the first floor crowded, but the smell was also unbearable. Even a rough man like him couldn't stand it, let alone a clean and tidy girl like Fang Ruotang.
"Let's take a look first and then go up."
Fang Ruotang noticed the entrances and exits of the cages here, so she curiously went over to them.
They didn't go up to the second floor immediately.
Just as the group of five was looking for a spot, the fight stopped.
Halftime break.
Some people went out at this time as well.
Even on the crowded first floor, there was a place to turn around.
But the next game is coming soon.
"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to our arena! I imagine the fierce battle you just witnessed has already stirred your emotions, but even more exciting matches are yet to come. Those who haven't placed their bets yet can do so now. Our show is about to begin, so please welcome..."
The voice, imbued with spiritual power, clearly resounded throughout the entire arena.
Fang Ruotang craned her neck in surprise, muttering, "What does 'bloody cub' mean? Does it mean they're letting the cubs that haven't fully transformed go up and fight?"
In the Colosseum, it's either you die or I live.
There should be no mercy here.
Fang Ruotang understood all of this.
But she felt that such a place should not be associated with young animals.
Her question was quickly answered by those around her.
"First time here?" The person who spoke to him looked down on him as if he were a country bumpkin. He said disdainfully, "Blood Cub, you don't know? She has won more than a dozen matches in our arena."
"Tsk, since this is your first time here, I'll be kind enough to tell you! Bet on her, you can't go wrong!"
Fang Ruotang forced a smile, unable to utter a thank you.
The little time wasted meant the second beast fight was about to begin. Fang Ruotang heard the sound of the beast cage next to her making noise, and then saw a huge creature slide out.
It was a giant snake, and as it slithered away, its foul-smelling saliva dripped all over the ground.
The cage opposite him opened, and a little girl in a red dress emerged. She had no demonic characteristics and looked just like a human child.
But Fang Ruotang sensed the abundant demonic power within her.
She was slightly taken aback.
They began to doubt the little girl's actual age; otherwise, how could her demonic power be so unfathomable? She could even fight Du Zhong to a standstill!
If given more time, let alone Du Zhong, even if the three of them, including Ancestor Yan Yun, were tied together, they wouldn't be able to defeat her.
"This little girl is very strong!"
"nonsense!"
The person who spoke to them was the same person who had explained things to them earlier.
This person had somehow squeezed behind them. He had been so focused on the little girl in the stands that he hadn't noticed who was standing around him.
The main problem was the sheer number of people, which resembled the crowded train scenes in the period dramas that Xiao Jingzi had shown her. It was hard to describe, and she had no time to pay attention to who was standing next to her.
This little girl's strength is comparable to Elder Du's.
She conveyed her heartfelt message to the four people present.
Du Zhong, however, did not believe it and used his divine sense to transmit his voice.
"You mean the little girl sitting on the ground right now, crying and sobbing, has a cultivation level comparable to the Tribulation Transcending stage? You're not mistaken, are you?"
Fang Ruotang glanced at it again and answered with certainty.
[You read that right, she's that strong.]
Du Zhong paused for a moment, then unconsciously rubbed his hands together, looking at Fang Ruotang with a fawning expression.
"Sect Master, we still have some time. Can you lend me some spirit stones? I'll place a bet. If I win, we'll split it 50/50, how about that?"
Fang Ruotang wouldn't refuse such a freebie and directly gave Du Zhong a bag of spirit stones.
But looking at the little girl crying so sadly across from her, she felt a little sorry for her.
If you don't want to watch this show, let's go outside for a walk. I just watched the colosseum; there's more than just animal fights.
[It's alright. The little girl's crying is just a distraction, but she's incredibly powerful, far stronger than this python.]
After Fang Ruotang understood the relative strengths of both sides, her sympathy for the little girl stemmed entirely from her appearance and tears. If she closed her eyes to try and understand, she would feel nothing at all.
Du Zhong returned shortly afterward, his eyes brimming with an irrepressible smile.
He continued to use his divine sense to communicate with Fang Ruotang.
"I've bet all of those thousand high-grade spirit stones. If I win, the odds are one to one, which is a bit low, but it's a sure thing, so there's nothing to complain about."
When he squeezed through, many people were placing bets there.
However, there were also quite a few people who went under the black python.
Du Zhong overheard this and realized that this black python was also an invincible general.
This is the first time the two sides have faced off.
It's uncertain who will win and who will lose.
Du Zhong hesitated for a moment, but still bet on the little girl, putting all his spirit stones on it, because he trusted the sect leader.
Whether the sect leader can see the disparity in strength between the two sides is hard to say, but since the sect leader is good at calculations, what she says is definitely not wrong.
Ancestor Yan Yun smiled and transmitted his voice using his divine sense.
"Sect Master, tell me who you think will win the next match, and lend me some spirit stones to place bets. If we win, we'll split the winnings 50/50. I'm too poor right now, and I desperately need some spirit stones to protect myself."
[You've made something of yourself!]
Fang Ruotang laughed and scolded, but did not refuse.
Just then, the little girl walked to the middle, crying and looking aggrieved.
Upon meeting, there was no friendly exchange of words; the black python opened its bloody maw and swallowed the little girl whole.
Du Zhong was dumbfounded and blurted out, "Sect Master, didn't you say the little girl was stronger? How come she was defeated instantly upon meeting her?"
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