Chapter 530 I Have Entered the Holy Realm

"The King of Gladiators Challenge" is the most lively competition in the southern continent.

It is like the World Cup in Ji Xun's previous life.

Especially the finals, which used to attract a large number of nobles from the three kingdoms to watch the game.

No matter which city it is held in, every final will attract millions of spectators from all over the southern continent to participate in this duel feast.

This year, due to the war, the finals were held in the southernmost Juling City.

This also brought a large number of outsiders to the city.

On this day, the central arena of Juling City.

It was still early when Ji Xun came, but the audience had already arrived one after another.

The tall stone steps were full of people.

The posters of the ten top gladiators participating in the finals were hung in the most conspicuous position at the main entrance of the arena.

A row of gambling betting booths at the door were crowded with gamblers placing bets.

This is a carnival for the Chamber of Commerce to make money, and it is also a grand event where gamblers get rich every year.

Ji Xun was holding a gambling manual, flipping through it as he walked, muttering from time to time: "Tsk tsk, several major chambers of commerce have brought over hundreds of thousands of war slaves this time. Is the warlord trying to start a slave uprising?"

He was really thinking, and he had already walked to a corner where no one was.

He identified the direction, patted his pocket, and a twisted vortex suddenly appeared on the stone wall in front of him.

Ji Xun took a step in, and the surrounding scenery changed, and he had directly entered the basement of the arena.

This is the place where the participating gladiators rest.

It is also the best opportunity to contact Gong Wu.

Not long after, Ji Xun changed his face, replaced a staff member, and then walked over in a swagger.

I spent some money before and knew that Gong Wu was in cabin No. 9.

He walked straight over.

Because Gong Wu was a slave, the cabin was a cell. Not only was there a guard guarding him, but there were also heavy iron chains locking his limbs, and an explosive collar around his neck.

As soon as Ji Xun walked over, he saw Gong Wu meditating cross-legged in the cage at a glance.

After advancing to the seventh level, the old man's mental state has become better.

Ji Xun only glanced at him, and from his long breathing rhythm, he could tell that his strength had improved again.

But he didn't expect that before he spoke, the old man suddenly opened his eyes, and didn't seem surprised: "Ji Xun, long time no see."

Ji Xun was also slightly surprised and greeted: "Senior, how did you recognize me?"

Gong Wu said calmly: "People's appearance will change, but their aura will not change."

Ji Xun listened with a little surprise, "Senior, your realm has improved again?"

Anyway, at his current realm, he couldn't identify a person's identity just by aura.

He said again: "But you seem to know I will come?"

Gong Wu still had that expression of indifference to life and death, and didn't seem to have much expectation for whether he could escape: "The old guy Merlin sent someone to bring me a message, saying that you might come."

"Oh."

Ji Xun listened and realized it.

When he saw Jia Yu in the dead zone before, he guessed that Master Merlin should also come to the southern continent.

The two old seniors are close friends, they will definitely find a way to rescue.

But I didn't expect that Merlin's method was to wait for me to rescue him?

Haha.

Interesting old men.

Ji Xun laughed at himself.

Anyway, people have seen it, and Gong Wu will not leave now. Ji Xun pointed to the gambling manual in his hand and asked: "By the way, old man, I saw your record. Why did you lose a few games before?"

"Lose?"

Gong Wu sneered disdainfully, "Except when I first came to the South Continent, I was captured by the eighth-level grandmaster of the Extreme Wave Fist School. When have I ever lost?"

Ji Xun was not surprised to hear it, and said: "Oh, that's right. I said it. It must be those guys from the organizer who wrote it nonsense."

Thinking of something, he reminded again: "But senior, be more careful, I suspect the organizer is preparing for an upset. You may encounter trouble in this final."

Gong Wu's personality cannot be hidden. As long as he fights one game, gamblers will know that his strength is likely to win the championship.

The subsequent bets may completely favor Gong Wu, so there will be no upset, but rather a banker.

Ji Xun doesn't think Gong Wu will be afraid of anything if he plays openly.

He is just afraid that the organizer will do something tricky.

For example, poisoning or something.

Gong Wu listened but was still calm: "I know. Those guys asked me to play a fake match before, but I didn't agree. They won't let me live. This time, there should be a very strong guy among the contestants. I sensed his aura before."

"Oh"

Ji Xun listened and didn't say anything more.

Since Gong Wu knew it himself, he didn't need to worry about it.

Although the old man's EQ was a little low, his wisdom was very high.

As he said that, Ji Xun ejected [Gamil's Master Key] into the prison.

The explosive collar on Gong Wu's neck is the highest level of encryption collar, which can only be opened with a special key. This is also the biggest constraint on him.

Ji Xun gave him the master key, and when he wants to leave, it is not up to those slave owners.

Gong Wu's hands and feet were bound by chains, so he didn't catch it. But when the card flew to him, it was controlled by a breath of air and hidden in the dark.

Ji Xunlai's purpose was achieved. Thinking that the game would start soon, he smiled and asked one more question: "Senior, I bet on you to win. The next game you will play against is "Black Sword" Malicus. How many rounds do you plan to win the game? I'm going to place some more bets. "

"You kid."

Gong Wu rolled his eyes speechlessly when he heard this, but after a pause, the old man said the most contrasting words with the most indifferent expression: "Which round has the highest odds? Buy some for me too."

The two of them are of similar temperament, so of course they know what the other means.

It's just to add a little fun.

Ji Xun smiled and said: "The highest odds are 1:53 if the winner is determined in one round. If you can be precise to the moves, there will be more. For example, if the winner is determined within three moves, the highest odds are 1:308"

In order to lure gamblers to place bets as much as possible, the gambling companies set up some very exaggerated odds.

Later, some news about "XX gambler bought and became rich overnight" will be deliberately released to stimulate gamblers to believe that they are the son of destiny.

For example, the exaggerated odds of two yuan for five million.

In fact, those options with super high odds are almost impossible to buy except for deliberate upsets.

It's like buying a "round". The reason for such high odds is that even the gladiators themselves are not sure how long it will take to defeat their opponents.

If both sides cooperate to play a fake match, the flaws will be too obvious.

But others can't do it, but the old man in front of him can.

Gong Wu listened to the odds revealed by Ji Xun and said, "Then one round. Within three moves."

Hearing this, Ji Xun raised his eyebrows. Although he didn't doubt it in his heart, he said, "Hehe, senior, do you look down on your opponent so much? I have studied the record of "Black Sword" Malicus. The highest winning streak is 72 games. He is proficient in the wind sword intent and is good at the fast sword flow."

As he said that, he deliberately provoked him in a joking tone: "Old man, can you do it? ”

It’s not that Ji Xun doesn’t believe in Gong Wu’s strength, but he’s afraid that the old man doesn’t know who his opponent is and misjudges his opponent’s strength.

After all, those who can make it to the finals are all practical masters selected from thousands of people.

Ji Xun read the introduction in the gambling manual and felt that even if he wanted to beat the No. 9 contestant, he would have to work hard.

Although Gong Wu is stronger, he hasn’t seen him for a long time, and he doesn’t know how strong this old man is.

But no matter what, it’s a bit risky to decide the winner within three moves for opponents of the same level.

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Gong Wu rolled his eyes when he heard Ji Xun’s words “Can you do it?” and didn’t want to respond at all.

But he didn’t really take it to heart.

Ji Xun looked at the old man’s expression and asked tentatively: “Have you reached the eighth level?”

Gong Wu still had that speechless expression: “No. "

Ji Xun glanced at him dimly and said with a smile: "Then I will help you to go all in. Don't blame me if you lose."

He didn't care about losing money.

On the contrary, he was more and more sure that the old man was really sure.

This made him very curious. How could this old man be so sure?

The two had been talking in this tone since Shangbang Prison. Gong Wu knew that Ji Xun was teasing.

But the old man's temper made him very unhappy with his questioning eyes even though he knew that this guy was joking.

Originally, he didn't want to explain more, but Gong Wu looked at Ji Xun's increasingly hateful eyes, and finally said leisurely: "I have entered the realm of saints."

This is right!

Ji Xun is too familiar with this old man, and he never hides his confidence.

However, after a moment of stunned, he realized that he seemed to have heard a strange word.

Ji Xun's eyes widened, and his brain finally digested the sentence: "What, you have entered the realm of martial saints? ”

“.”

Gong Wu, the arrogant old man, snorted coldly and didn’t repeat it.

Ji Xun looked at him, and his whole expression became wonderful.

Just now, the all-in was a joke.

Now, damn, full bet, blow up the dog house!

Ji Xun was really surprised that Gong Wu actually broke through that realm.

Above the martial arts grandmaster is the holy realm.

Ji Xun has seen this realm.

But that was seen in Griffith, the ninth-level leader of the Rebel Dragon Army.

It is hard to say what the "holy realm" is. It is a general expression of a transcendent who has reached a certain supreme realm in his own field.

For example, the painting saint of the painter sequence, the martial arts saint of the martial artist sequence, the swordsman saint of the swordsman sequence, the magic saint of the magic system

and the divine power represent the usurpation of human status from human to demigod. The more similar, the holy realm is the change of human extraordinary skills from ordinary to extraordinary.

Ji Xun had asked Griffith about the relevant questions before, but at that time his realm was too low and he could not understand it.

But in short, it is very powerful.

Gong Wu said before that he had been trapped in a realm for many years, and this time he came to the southern continent to break through.

Ji Xun did not expect that he came and really broke through.

Although he was captured as a slave.

That stone-like character must have suffered a lot.

But judging from the result, it was worth it.

Hearing this, Ji Xun was looking forward to the next game more and more.

As he said, he thought of another thing he came for, and said: "Senior, I got another original fragment of the "Gluttony" secret method. I don't understand it very well, you study it first."

"Yeah."

Gong Wu took the fragment with his breath.

The two had been chatting for a while, and at this time they could hear patrolling soldiers coming in the distance.

Ji Xun did not plan to stay any longer.

Just as he was about to leave, Gong Wu suddenly took the initiative to speak, "By the way. Um. I have something to ask you to do me a favor first."

"What?"

Ji Xun thought he had misheard.

Was this old man asking for help?

Gong Wu ignored Ji Xun's curious look and said bluntly: "Help me rescue a stupid boy. He was caught by patrolmen two hours ago. He should still be somewhere in the arena now."

When Ji Xun heard this, he guessed what he was saying and asked, "David?"

Gong Wu was also curious: "Have you seen it?"

Ji Xun: "Yes. I happened to meet him before. That boy was captured as a slave, and he was taken care of later."

He said with a strange expression.

I did give some advice to David before, and later gave him some travel expenses to go out and practice.

I didn't expect that guy to come all the way around again.

From what I heard, it seemed that he was the teacher who came to save him and was caught.

Gong Wu listened and muttered: "I said that boy's strength has improved so much without my guidance."

As he spoke, he said with a look of disgust: "That stupid boy is far worse off than you, he only has a sense of stupidity. He only thinks about saving people, and doesn't think about how he can let outsiders easily come into contact with the gladiators. Scheming. No, not even the disguise. I didn’t know how to get rid of the slave collar, so I found it and was caught as soon as I arrived.”

"Ha ha."

Ji Xun chuckled upon hearing this, "Okay."

In his eyes, he seemed to see the way the young man knew that he was in danger, but still came to save people without hesitation.

The clone was very familiar with David, and of course he knew that the guy was almost the same as Gong Wu. He was extremely talented in martial arts, but his emotional intelligence was indeed a bit low.

But it was because of his stubbornness that he came to save his teacher so foolishly.

Ji Xun left the cage.

First, I went to a betting station to buy lottery tickets, and then I mixed in with the queue and went to the stands.

The central arena is very large and can accommodate more than 200,000 spectators.

After entering, there was a large crowd of heads and the noise was extremely noisy.

But even so, tickets for the finals are still hard to get.

After paying a high price, I bought more than 20 tickets on the black market.

After Ji Xun came to the stands, Qin Rushi and the cadres had already arrived early.

Seeing Ji Xun coming, they greeted him warmly and had already reserved a seat next to Qin Rushi.

Ji Xun sat down and Qin Rushi asked: "Is the matter done?"

Ji Xun nodded: "Yeah."

They didn't say much, just looked at each other and smiled tacitly.

The cadres all came to watch the battle, because a battle of this level is a very good reference for their current ranks.

We haven’t seen each other for ten days, and the cadres have changed a lot.

Ji Xun sensed Bonnie's unstable energy beside him and asked curiously: "Bonnie, have you advanced to the seventh level?"

Because he was already very familiar with it, he could sense what this advanced unstable aura represented.

Bonnie nodded, "Yes. I originally wanted to understand the power of the gods and advance to the next level, but then I realized that I didn't have that talent, so I just used mythical potions to advance. Anyway, the direction of my career sequence specialization is poison. It’s better to advance as early as possible. Now that you’ve advanced, you can use the [Plague Fruit] you got in the World of Warcraft Forest bit by bit.”

She couldn't hide the joy in her tone. After all, in Donghuang, the seventh level master was already the top master.

Ji Xun listened and nodded in approval: "Yes. This choice of your career path is indeed more suitable."

At this moment, Lawson behind him suddenly asked: "Brother Ji Xun, do you have any secret method to resist mental pollution?"

"Why do you ask this?"

Ji Xun looked strange for a moment and glanced at Qin Rushi from the corner of his eye.

His secret method to fight against distortion is the succubus secret method, but this cannot be said for sure.

I thought these guys were joking on me, but Lawson said seriously: "I'm afraid that Wu Liu will be needed by then."

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When Ji Xun heard this, he turned to look at Chen Jianwuliu who was silent at the side.

Looking at the long knife wrapped in linen at his waist, you can understand why.

Previously, the group almost wiped out the "Forty Thieves" and got a lot of loot.

Those relics were of little use to Ji Xun, so some were distributed to the cadres.

And of course that [Ghost Sword·Qi Yehun Bladeless] was handed over to Chen Jianwuliu.

Although this sword is considered a top-notch famous sword, it is also very evil. Ji Xun certainly knows the danger.

But since Qin Ru dared to give this sword to Chen Jianwuliu, he naturally had some considerations.

After all, Chen Jianwuliu had gained a lot from his previous experience in the Death Realm, and he was also the most promising among the cadres to realize the divine power.

Ji Xun didn't pay much attention to it before.

Looking at it now, it is indeed a little problem.

The ghost sword already has spirituality, and there are thousands of evil spirits. It is not easy to be recognized by the sword. The sword's heart is not strong enough, and there is a high probability that it will be contaminated.

Originally Chen Jian Wuliu didn't care, but when Ji Xun and Qin Ru were looking over, he complained to Luo Sen: "There is no good or evil in weapons, only the human heart is evil. The evil spirit of this ghost sword can... Nurture my sword spirit. As long as I don’t seal the demon, I will be able to understand the power of God.”

The truth is this.

Ji Xun also felt that there was nothing wrong with it.

But looking at the dark energy of this guy Yintang, now is obviously the most dangerous time. If you are not careful, you will not be able to suppress the evil energy on the ghost sword.

Lawson added: "Then what if you are deformed?"

Chen Jianwuliu seemed to have taken life and death lightly for a long time, and said calmly: "Then die."

Everyone was speechless: "."

But when Ji Xun heard these words, the uncertainty in Ji Xun's eyes dissipated.

Without this kind of consciousness to risk everything, it is indeed very dangerous.

But as soon as he said these words, people saw the heart of the sword that would rather break than bend.

The path he chooses must be walked alone.

Ji Xun and Qin Ru both came here like this. They didn't say much, they just nodded in approval.

Before the game started, Ji Xun and Qin Rushi were chatting wordlessly.

The cheers in the arena erupted like a tide, as if they were not affected at all by the current turmoil in the southern continent.

Qin Ruzhi knew that Ji Xun had met Gong Wu and asked, "By the way, what did Senior Gong say?"

Ji Xun: "I didn't say anything. The old man just wanted to find a master to fight. But I just confirmed from the intelligence dealer that this time the major chambers of commerce have brought hundreds of thousands of war slaves to the Giant Spirit City for auction. There may be follow-up More."

Qin Rushi blinked and guessed what was going on: "Oh? You mean a slave riot?"

Any sudden uprising is only inevitable after years of crushing.

War slaves are mostly prisoners on the battlefield. The most scarce resource needed to conquer a city is this kind of slave cannon fodder.

It has strong combat effectiveness and can be brought directly to the battlefield without training.

But because of this, these well-trained slaves are extremely dangerous if they lose control.

Ji Xun nodded. This was a situation that had been deduced before: "Yeah. But this time the war slaves are all sent to the front line, and the mortality rate will be extremely high. Once there is a chance, there will definitely be a riot. So judging from various clues , there should be a slave riot in Giant Spirit City."

Qin Ru thought thoughtfully: "This is in line with the will of the master of military disasters."

However, Ji Xun looked at the lively venue in front of him and underestimated: "I hope that the riot will be later. After all, I bought a lot of lottery tickets. At least wait until I finish redeeming the prizes."

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Hearing this, Qin Ru glanced at him and raised a slight smile at the corner of his mouth.

Not long after waiting, the duel competition began.

The draw has already determined the order of games, and there are five games today.

The match between Gong Wu and "Black Sword" Malikas was in the last game.