I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

The gates of the Sun Tree Arena are extremely majestic and are propped up by two golden pillars up to a kilometer.

The interior decoration is even more magnificent. In the hall of the competition, there are statues of the top ten sun tree gods of the past, standing majestic and noble.

A savage bird and beast walks around the hall, some of them are coming to sign up, and some are coming to watch the battle.

Like this level of battle, watching the battle is not for simple eating.

Many strong people can even get a lot of sentiments from the battle between the warriors and the warriors.

Sitting on the bench, watching the battle, suddenly "squeaking" and suddenly understanding, and then breaking through the realm of this kind of thing, is not a strange thing here.

The contestants on the gladiatorial field are not monkey-like in the eyes of the viewers, but the real fighting heroes, which are worthy of admiration. It is precisely because of this, the gladiator champion has the opportunity to enter the legendary seventh floor of the continent.

The old scalper's gold guide card is also very good here, even if it is registered, there are shortcuts.

A white watch looked at An Lin, and smiled: "Today's battle has begun, the registration time has passed, you have to participate, you can sign up for tomorrow's battle."

Anlin heard nod and nodded. "That will sign up for tomorrow's battle."

"Master, this day is very polite, much better than the birds outside." Xue Yantian said with emotion.

The white ear is sensitive, and after listening, the smile explains: "We will disguise your disgust and disdain, we are professional."

An Lin: "..."

Xue Yutian: "..."

Such a candid admits the feelings, this service attitude really did not have to say!

After finishing the registration process, Anlin entered the battlefield of the arena under the leadership of the old ox.

As soon as they entered, they were scared by the thunderous roar of thunder.

"Black Hawk King! Black Hawk King! Black Hawk King..."

A shout of cheering, he can not help but tide.

The audience of all kinds of people looked at nearly 100,000 at a glance.

Anlin turned his gaze to the center of the arena. The battle area was full of a radius of ten miles, and was shrouded in a huge array to prevent energy from escaping to the audience.

A black giant eagle stretches out like a knife-like sharp wing, draws a shadow in the void, and instantly splits a tiger-headed quad-wing bird into two halves!

The shouts of the tremors rang again, and it is clear that the Black Hawk King has a high popularity among the audience.

"This Black Hawk King is the super strongman of the two-game winning streak in the arena. He has the cultivation of the late stage of the gods. I hope that it will not come to the competition tomorrow, otherwise you will be fighting hard!" The old yellow cow frowned.

Anlin and the old ox through the bottom, said that he is only an ordinary late monk, so the old ox has this kind of worry is also normal.

The battle in the arena is still going on, and it looks like a knockout match between two pairs.

In the end, the black eagle's opponent is another secluded Tianma in the middle of the gods. The battle was particularly fierce. The energy of the collision was earth-shattering, and the enthusiasm of the spectators was raised. The cheering voice was like a wave. Sweeping.

As a result of the battle, the Black Hawk King defeated the Nether, and completed a three-game winning streak.

It finally got the chance to get into the seventh floor, and burst into tears.

Anlin was amazed: "Will you win a three-game winning streak to get to the seventh floor?"

The old oxen shook his head and said: "Not necessarily, it is possible to have ten consecutive victories."

An Lin: "..."

"If the performance is very good, appreciated by the judges and the referees, a victory may also get a place to enter the seventh floor." The old ox added.

Anlin shrugged, and let them know tomorrow, what is called real horror.

He turned his gaze to the referee's seat. The strongest referee was a Suzaku-like creature with four wings stretching and a red flame burning like silk.

The surrounding creatures stood near it without any burning sensation.

"It is the referee of the Suzaku family, the fire of the Suzaku, the power of the peak of the beginning of the virtual." The old ox explained.

An Lin nodded slightly, the referee's strength is okay, it should not be blind, can't see him.

Early the next morning.

From the more than 200 applicants, the Sun Tree Racecourse screened out 64 strong players.

Anlin also successfully entered the finals, they will gather together for the most brutal death. In the end, there will be only one, and the other 63 strong men will be able to walk out of the arena!

Anlin, led by an elegant female swan, came to the waiting room.

Among the huge waiting rooms, there are already dozens of orc strongmen who look at Anlin with no good intentions.

Each of them is not a good class, and the weakest is the beast of the spiritual world.

"Oh, I didn't expect that there were humans coming to the competition."

"I haven't eaten fresh human flesh for a long time."

"Hey... humans, how do you think you die?"

"If I take the initiative to surrender, I will make you die a little easier."

"It shouldn't be scared, oh..." a skull eagle smiled.

......

One by one, the strong birds are ridiculed, but Anlin is too lazy to pay attention.

The strength of the opponents is too weak, and it is really not even the desire to speak.

He used a glimpse of God's knowledge to perceive that the enemy who is present is the strongest in the middle of the gods. It’s not that he’s targeting these contestants, but these strong guys are really spicy chicken for him!

"Hey, hey..." The footsteps of the crisp landing sounded.

"Hey...you guys are good." A very crisp and pleasant voice sounded like a scorpio, covering everything in the world.

Even Anlin, when he heard this voice, was also a spirit, and could not help but turn his eyes to the door, a petite figure began to appear in the field of vision.

"Human?" An Lin pupils shrink.

The woman was wearing a colorful dress, and nine different colors of color enamel danced beside her. Yan Ru Tao Li, Liu Mei curved, a pair of big eyes were especially god.

She is petite and wearing red high heels, but she is extraordinarily beautiful. She looks around with a look of pride. The eyes are very similar to An Lin. It seems to be saying that I am not targeting anyone, just want to say that everyone here is It is spicy chicken.

Then, to make Anlin even more surprised, almost all the strong players on the field, all of them have become spicy chickens, one by one or desperate, or loud and miserable.

"Mom... How could it be a little bird girl, can't I play it?" There are giant birds with wings and crying ~ www.readwn.com~ Retired, I have to retire! ”

"Hey... why am I so bad?"

"Oh...hey..."

Even the bone eagle that sneered at An Lin before the exit was soft and wet at the moment.

The mid-beast of the middle of the gods shivered and paled.

Just then, there was a loud scream in the distance: "Ha ha ha ha... The spicy chickens in the room, let me bear the seven-game winning streak, let you know what is called the real strong, hahaha... Hey?"

What the author seemed to find, the laughter stopped shortly, and then turned around and ran.

"Mom! How did she come? I don't fight, I have to retire! Help!"

"Hey!" A red color smashed in an instant, and rolled up the mountain-like body, and smashed it into the face of Anlin.

Bang!

The ground followed and shook.

The girl smiled, her eyes widened slightly, the pink tongue licked her mouth, and her voice was as sweet as Huang Qi: "Well, today, you can't run one!" Ps: Book friends, I am on the moon. Frost, recommend a free novel app that supports novel downloading, listening to books, zero advertising, and multiple reading modes. Please pay attention to WeChat public number: dazhuzaiyuedu (long press for three seconds to copy) book friends to pay attention!