At the other end of an unknown underground passage in Puyang City, this giant oval black market.

It is built with light yellow stones everywhere. The roof is made of rectangular windows and square columns. It is not like ancient Chinese buildings. It is a bit similar to the Colosseum, but it lacks the sense of time and should not be too far away from the time it was built.

The field was so wide that it could accommodate tens of thousands of people, but only two fighters were confronting each other. In addition, the lights on the top of the ground were concentrated in the center, which made their upcoming battle even more eye-catching.

There is a small hole every three meters on the side of the entire circle, and the small passage inside is leading to the VIP rooms.

In one of the rooms, Lu Lingqi took Zhou Yang in, as soon as she came in, she sat cross-legged towards the patterned mat, but let Zhou Yang stand aside, as if she was her personal guard.

Zhou Yang didn't care about these things, but instead felt that it was better to dress up as her personal guard.

There were three other people in the room, but they were from different countries. This could be easily judged from their clothing, hair color, pupils, and words and deeds.

However, Zhou Yang only knew that one of the curly men with long nose and high cheekbones should be from Europe, but he could not tell which country he was from; the other one was very short, which happened to be in a strong contrast with the curly men from Europe. Although he looked a bit like a Chinese, because of his cocky head and rat eyes and the thick hairs between his nose, it can be judged that this person should be from Japan.

However, he thought about it again that at this time, Japan should be just a small island, and it was still a vassal state of the Han Dynasty. It was still in a chaotic period, so he wanted to establish his own regime and throne by his subordinates to the Han Dynasty. Because Emperor Guangwu Liu Xiu gave the seal to the Japanese, he was given the official title of state.

But Zhou Yang was not in the mood to think about why there were people from both countries here, because when his eyes fell on the third person, he couldn't help but be stunned.

That person was Zhang Miao, the former prefect of Chenliu, but he did not recognize Zhou Yang who had disguised himself.

Zhang Miao seemed to have become much thinner, perhaps because of lack of sleep and poor complexion, the righteousness in his original body disappeared. Instead, he was filled with a gloomy face and no longer had that kind smile. In addition, he lived in this dark underground black market for a long time, so he didn't look like a human, but rather like a lifeless zombie.

As soon as Lu Lingqi came, she sat side by side with him. The Japanese took the initiative to come forward to help them open the curtains, and there was a piece of glass between them, so that the people inside could look down and see the entire arena.

Zhou Yang stood behind Lu Lingqi, while the Japanese stood behind Zhang Miao, and only the Europeans sat side by side with them, showing that the three of them had equal status.

"Miss Lu, who is unruly, will be brought down tonight. It's rare!" Zhang Miao looked at the field outside the glass window with his eyes, his voice hoarse as if he had been thirsty for a long time, but he had not yet dripped into it, "What do you want to play?"

Lu Lingqi said confidently: "I want to bet a newcomer, you can do whatever you want."

Zhang Miao murmured to himself: "Are you a newcomer?"

Lu Lingqi said to Zhou Yang without looking back: "You go down and fight."

Zhou Yang was stunned for a moment and thought to himself why I went down to fight. It was inexplicable. We were still opponents just now, and even enemies with clear positions, but they did not refuse immediately.

Zhang Miao didn't look at him more, but his expression always seemed to be tired and said lightly: "Then what do you want to bet on?"

"Gambling man." Lu Lingqi said coldly.

"Who is gambled?" Zhang Miao said.

Lu Lingqi slowly turned her head, stared at the gloomy man in front of her, and glanced at the murderous intent, raised her lips slightly, and said with a wicked smile: "A woman, I want her to die."

The two of them answered in a simple and inexplicable manner, but Zhang Miao seemed to understand, nodded slightly, nodded, but just knocked his fingers on the low table without rhythm, adding a bit of depression to the quiet and dark room, making people feel uncomfortable and breathless.

“Wow——”

The screams from the field suddenly rang out in an unusually neat manner. One of the fighters in the center of the field had been defeated, lying motionless in the pool of blood, with no weapons or hard objects around, and they were obviously beaten to death by fists and feet.

Lu Lingqi said: "It's your turn in the next game."

Zhou Yang shook the iron spear in front of them a few times and asked, "Can we use weapons?"

Lu Lingqi shrugged and said, "Of course, there is only one rule, that is, until one party dies, surrender or serious injury cannot be considered an end."

Every corner of this place, decoration, architecture, and people's skin color are enough to make Zhou Yang feel countless questions.

But he only felt that the tiger roaring spear in his hand was about to move, as if he was familiar with such an environment, and even he himself felt that he was in a strange state of excitement, otherwise he would not have wasted time to help the little girl fight.

After a while, a waiter stood outside the room and said expressionlessly: "The Great Qin Fighter Kakir is ready."

When Zhou Yang heard this, he knew that the Great Qin Empire was the later Roman Empire. I believe that the European named Wright should also come from the Great Qin Empire, and this underground arena is quite similar to the Roman Colosseum.

Zhang Miao grinned and said with a smile: "If Mr. Wright feels it is inappropriate, you can re-arrange it later, or ask Miss Lu to wait for another event."

The Roman named Wright said in a very fluent Chinese: "It's better to let Kakil warm up, and the people brought by Miss Lu must not be too weak!"

Lu Lingqi chuckled and said, "If the Qin fighter unfortunately died in battle, I hope Mr. Wright will not be disgusted. Our business belongs to business and the casino belongs to the casino, okay?"

Seeing her old-fashioned look, Zhou Yang was extremely arrogant and didn't know if she was full of confidence in herself or the Great Qin fighter named Kakir, who was actually not very powerful.

Wright is quite approachable. Unlike Zhang Miao and the Japanese who always seem to have an angry face behind him, he just smiled slightly and said, "Where can you win, you will lose if you lose! Everyone is still good friends!"

Zhang Miao said, "In this way, please ask Miss Lu's people to prepare to enter!"

Lu Lingqi immediately got up, turned around and leaned over, and whispered in Zhou Yang's ear: "As long as you help me win this game, I won't tell my father, you are a spy sent by Cao Cao, how about it?"

Zhou Yang replied: "If you lose, you will be buried under the ground forever. Miss Lu doesn't need to inform Lingzun anything."

After saying that, he ignored Lu Lingqi's reaction and left with the waiter outside the room freely.

In fact, although his blood was boiling, he still kept calm in his mind. He knew that Li Su was not necessarily reliable, and he could not count the entire plan on this villain who had betrayed him.

Only by starting from this little girl and trying to win her favor can we have a better chance to understand the problems within Lu Bu.

For example, who was the woman she wanted to kill just now, and why she still hasn't informed Lu Bu, and everything can only be done until she defeated Kakir before the answer will surface.

"Please!" The waiter took him to the field and left directly.

Zhou Yang looked up at the entire arena, and recalled that he would have felt very uneasy and ashamed if he had been the target of public criticism before, but now he enjoys the lights and the gazes of countless audiences, all gathering on him.

However, the audience obviously did not like this newcomer, and their popularity was concentrated elsewhere.

I saw a harsh sound of the iron gate being pulled open from the ground, and a tall Qin fighter walked out of the darkness with his head held high.

Under the light, the steel-like tiger body could not see any fat. It was like a beast coming out of the cage and gasping for breath, twisting its long and strong neck, making a "crackling" sound of bones.

Zhou Yang's left face trembled a few times. The fighter in front of him was like a specialized combat machine, and he could not feel any human breath, but this made the tiger roaring spear in his hand excited.

The fighter suddenly stretched out his arms and the two waiters on the left and right who brought him into the venue immediately threw swords and shields to him.

Zhou Yang could see at a glance that his opponent was taking a quick and flexible route.

The short knife was obviously caused by the long-term murder of people, which caused the blade to cut out uneven jagged teeth.

In addition, the leather shield is probably made of some precious animal skin, which is light and easy to use, and its defense is rebounding. I am afraid that any sharp weapon will be difficult to pierce it.

Zhou Yang made up his mind secretly. If he wanted to defeat him later, he would definitely take the shield as used.

However, he immediately thought that the opponent should be an all-round warrior. Regardless of strength, defense, speed, or combat experience, they are probably much richer than themselves. If they really want to fight him, they may not be sure to win.

The Great Qin fighter named Kakir had been a little worried. He swung the short sword in his hand a few times, half-beared his body, and acted as if he would pounce at any time. He moved his feet lightly, preparing to kill the opponent as quickly as possible as soon as he found an opportunity.

However, what made Zhou Yang feel the most headache was not the end. The Qin fighters in front of him had clearly reached the point where they were used to this kind of life-and-death struggle in the arena, but they would never underestimate any opponent.

Even when facing a newcomer who has never appeared, he will deal with it carefully.

"Wow—Wow—"

The crazy shouts from all directions were like huge waves, making people feel full of strength, and they just wanted to lift all their worries to fight their opponents in a life-and-death battle.

The muscles on the Great Qin fighter also began to move. He kicked his feet and rushed over like a beast that had broken free from Jiasuo.
Chapter completed!