"Yes, you only need 10,000 chips to play in the VIP building. I am the receptionist of the VIP building and can take you up." The man smiled and made a chic gesture.

However, Fang Xue was unmoved at all. She looked at Moning and said, "I don't want you to take her, so she can continue to take us up."

"Shall I take it?"

Mo Ning was a little surprised. Generally speaking, concierges like them rarely take gamblers to the VIP building, because the VIP building has a concierge in the VIP building to receive them, but if the guest requests it, it is not impossible.

By bringing guests from the ordinary building to the VIP building, no matter whether the guest wins or loses, they can earn a commission of ten spirit coins, which is almost equal to her income in the previous week, so although she is a little surprised, she is not

Say no and give the opportunity to a colleague.

"Then let me take Miss Fang and Mr. Fang to the VIP building."

The VIP building has its own elevator, and with Moning taking him there was no one to check. As the elevator door opened again, a fiery atmosphere that was completely different from the one downstairs hit us.

"Kill that son of a bitch. I bet a hundred spirit coins on him. But the son of a bitch actually lost. He couldn't even defeat a wolf. He really brought shame to our cultivation world. He should be dead."

"Hit, beat, beat, beat, beat to death."

All kinds of curses filled the entire floor. Fang Shi frowned, but he saw that there were more than a dozen arenas in front of him, and there were battles on each arena, and the arena was surrounded by fanatical cultivators.

Everyone was gnashing their teeth and cursing angrily.

"This is a battle between cultivators. The people in the arena are all contestants, and people around can place bets. Of course, the frequency of the two sides is different."

"Are these people from the Western Church and the Dark Council?"

There were orcs and werewolves in the arena, and they looked like they were from the Western cultivation world.

"Well, these are captured Western cultivators. If they want to survive, they have to defeat their opponents in the ring. Otherwise, they will be beaten to death by their opponents."

When Mo Ning was talking, an orc's head was broken by his opponent. Fang Xue's face turned pale. This was the first time she had seen such a bloody scene. On the contrary, Mo Ning looked indifferent, because she had already seen such a scene.

It's not the first time I've seen it.

"Wouldn't this be a little cruel?"

"Miss Fang, I don't think it's very cruel, because if we Eastern cultivators fall into the West, the end will only be worse."

Moning explained, but Fang Shi didn't say anything. The East and the West were hostile, and this situation was inevitable.

"There are all human-level experts here, aren't there any higher-level ones?" Fang Shi asked curiously.

"Yes, it's not on this floor, but there is a starting point for betting over there, the minimum is five hundred zero coins."
Chapter completed!