Fang Chang didn't think much about it, so he found some unnecessary plastic bags and clothes in the nearby trash can. After washing and drying it with clean water, he made a black plastic bag mask. At the same time, he tore the clothes into shredded steps to wrap his hands and feet.

An alternative disguise was formed. Fang Chang silently cheered himself up and came to the deep alley. After the man guarding the gate saw Fang Changzai's appearance, his face, which had been paralyzed in a thousand years, changed. It was the first time he had seen such a unique person dressed up like this...

After meeting the slogan, Fang Chang walked in smoothly through the bronze gate.

He didn't know what was going on here, but as soon as he came in, a man walked forward and looked at him motionlessly. Fang Changzai thought he was seen through, and his sweat slid down his face, preparing for a counterattack at any time.

After waiting for a while, the man smiled and said, "Is it the first time I'm here? Is it a war ring? Or a Cuiying ring?"

Fang Changzai breathed a sigh of relief and lowered his voice and said, "Fight."

"Come with me."

The man led Fang Chang through the wine banquet, through the concert, and finally walked down a spiral staircase.

Fang Chang was watching around uneasy, and while he was uneasy, he was also taking the opportunity to find Zhou Qing. There were people sitting in the wine banquet and concert. There were not big ones, but there were 100 people in the addition of the two. Everyone was dressed appropriately and beautifully, and they were wearing various masks on their faces. The eyes under the mask seemed to have a terrifying light, revealing some obscure meaning.

At the end of the spiral staircase is a spacious corridor. Through the corridor, there are finally bright lights at the end.

At the end, there was a huge ring, with a diameter of 300 meters. The huge ring was surrounded by steel, like a huge cage. People from all directions of the cage entered from the entrance below one after another.

Above the arena is a round audience, and now only a few people are sitting on it.

Fang Chang was taken into a room next to the ring inside. In the room, a woman with a tattoo of black thorns on her face was sitting. Her lips and eyes were painted black, and she looked like she was not a good man and a good woman. The person who led the way explained and stepped down.

The woman glanced at Fang Changzai with her eyes, sneered, and said, "I'm here for the first time? You can call me Sister Li, now I'll be responsible for it. I'll inform you about the ring competition in the future. As long as you perform well, the competition is indispensable, and of course the money will not be less."

"Cultivation and your name."

"The second layer of Qi Condensation, the name..." Fang Changzai was not sure what was going on, but it didn't look like a formal place no matter how you look at it. He was planning to just say the name and fool it.

"Forget it. It doesn't matter what your true identity is here. People come here either for money or for excitement. Although I can't see what you look like, I can smell your breath from you. You shouldn't be an adult yet, right? Are you still in high school?"

Sister Li pointed to the table and looked at Fang Changzhao and continued, "There are many people here to make quick money, and there are many young people like you. When I went to a garbage high school, I thought life was hopeless and planned to obtain resources here and change my life. Although there are indeed people who can succeed in the end, there are very few. I would like to advise you, life is still long, and many things are far more important than cultivation. This is not that simple. Once you choose to step in, it is not that simple to get out of here."

Fang Changzai had no intention of getting involved too much, he just came to find Zhou Qing, and Zhou Qing would leave if he found him.

Seeing that Sister Li seemed to be easier to talk to, Fang Chang lowered his voice and said, "Can I go and have a look first?"

Sister Li nodded and said, "Yes, take a good look and make a decision later."

Fang Chang was standing outside the room, where there were a row of seats, and now there were two people sitting there, one wearing a tiger skull and a black man with a face that seemed to be coated with coal, and the other man was wearing a white smiling mask, which looked quite terrifying at first glance.

The man from Tiger Skull was not as difficult to communicate on the surface, so he first said hello to Fang Changzai, "New? Then we will be companions in the future, welcome to join."

The smiling man made a sinister voice and said, "Let's talk about it if you can survive. And we are not so-called companions. You and I fight for ourselves."

"Don't worry about him, he's smiling face. Since the first time I've come, let's take a good look at how others fight. There are a total of fifteen people in charge here. Now the Wuchang and Lao Bird on the field are all responsible for our Sister Li, and they are the two above."

The name of Tiger Head here is Tiger, and Tiger told him some of the situation here.

The war ring is here, and battles below the seventh level of Qi Condensation happen here. On the war ring, there are fifteen leaders, and the "fire" of the fifteen leaders fight against the "fire" of other leaders. According to the number of victories and popularity, the person in charge arranges competitions for his "fire" and can get a fixed amount of money regardless of victory or failure. However, if you want to get more money, you need to rely on the audience's rewards.

Fang Chang asked, "Isn't this an exhibition match?"

"You can think so. This is actually for the boring rich people to watch the show. They have no place to spend money. At the same time, this is also the largest gambling venue. You can place bets in every game and duel. You have never seen it. The gambling funds here are raised by tens of millions, and we are just a horse in the gambling game."

The tiger smiled bitterly: "But if you want to be rich and become stronger, we must have good performances. You can treat it as an exhibition match, but it is best not to watch it like this, because it will really be dead here. If you perform too poorly and are hated by the big guys above, the big guys will not be able to do it yourself, but the person who faces you will become a hot topic, and the person will torture you in order to get more rewards to make those big guys happy."

"I won't say it anymore, I'm going to start."

The big guys above walked in one after another, and gradually came full of people. Many of these people had seen them at concerts and wine parties above. No wonder they looked at themselves with that look. It turned out that they were just a "horse" to them, a batch of new "hors".
Chapter completed!