Will and others did not go to handle the qualifications of two to two and six to six. They wanted to see what the competition was like. After putting on the mask, everyone came to the waiting area. Jiawen stood at the door early, with his hands crossed his chest, with a look of displeasure on his face, and obviously he was still resentful about what had happened just now.

"Okay, what's wrong with you? On other people's chassis, you naturally have to follow other people's arrangements. This is your mask and brand. Remember to see clearly what your title is, otherwise you won't know until you get on the stage."

Will, who had walked closer, threw the mask and brand to Jiawen. Jiawen put on the mask quickly, then looked at the brand in his hand curiously. He had forgotten to marry himself. It was probably the title that came out immediately in this arena. But Jiawen didn't expect that this glance almost made his lungs irritate.

"A greedy and poor fool? Who did it? Who is so fucking unethical and has given me such an unethical title?"

"Hahahahaha!"

Everyone who had finally calmed down because of various slutty titles, after hearing Jiawen's name pronounced, they couldn't hold back and laughed out loud. Listening to the laughter of their friends, Jiawen felt extremely harsh and his face became darker and darker. In the end, Will suppressed the twitching feeling from his abdomen and explained the causes and consequences intermittently.

"I'm so angry! Are the receptions in this arena of this quality? I'm so happy! I'm going to find her to do theories!"

On the third-level Saint Cultivation No. 5 stage in the arena, a game just ended. The winner was a big and thick man, and another brother who failed to challenge him. He was already paralyzed and finally dragged off the stage by the staff. The host immediately went on the field and started to host the work.

"Wow! Congratulations to our powerful Thunder Bear! We won this game! We will be very interested in this next game. Party A is the famous war god in our third-level holy cultivation game! Yan Jun - Exploding Flame Demon Tiger!"

"Roar, roar, roar, roar!"

"Ah!!! Come on, the Fire Demon Tiger and beat your opponent to death!"

"Blade Demon Tiger, I have put a heavy bet on you! Win for me!"

The host kept picking and teasing the atmosphere on the scene. After working for many years, he quickly stirred up the atmosphere. At the same time, on the east side of the battle arena, a gate has slowly opened. What walked out from inside was a strong man wearing a tiger mask, about 1.8 meters tall, full of muscles, with blue veins on it. It is not difficult to see that this is a power player.

"roar!"

Hearing the cheers of the audience, the Burning Flame Demon Tiger raised his fist-clenched right hand and kept waving. The audience in the stands also cheered after cheers. The Burning Flame Demon Tiger is a regular visitor in the third-level holy cultivator. He has been joining the arena for about two years, with a total record of 2,100 games on the battlefield, of which, the winning rate is as high as 1,100 games. This is an amazing record. In this arena where you never know what kind of combat power your opponent has, it is very difficult to have a winning rate of 52%.

The host saw that the atmosphere at the scene had already started to stir up, silently nodded in his heart, then looked at the teleprompter in his hand, and his shoulders immediately became tilted.

"A greedy and poor fool? Who has won the title? Can you play? Can you still talk well?"

When he saw this title, the host began to complain in his heart. He could already imagine the audience's reaction after hearing this title. He was puzzled by who would give him such a stupid title, but as a host with professional qualities, he still carried out his work.

"Next, we have invited another contestant. This contestant is very special. He is a newbie who just joined our arena today. I have to say that this guy is very unique. Let's invite him - a greedy and poor fool!!!"

After a super extended tone from the host, the whole venue suddenly became quiet. Well... It was that kind of, quiet, you could hear a quiet sound when you threw a needle on the ground. All the audience was stunned, wrapping the brother named Burning Flame Demon Tiger, his hand was still raised high, but the expression under the mask was confused.

The scene was very awkward at one time, although the host had already thought of it.

Three seconds later, a tsunami-like laughter broke out in the quiet place, wave after wave, and everyone laughed crazy, either covering their stomachs, holding their companions' arms, and some leaning against the backrest of the front seat, all laughing crazy. The passionate atmosphere created before disappeared instantly.

"Hey, Jiawen, wait first, let's talk about it later. I seemed to hear the prompt that it was your time to play."

"Ah? Is there any?"

Jiawen, who was about to go out to find trouble for the female reception, was grabbed by Will. At this time, a piece of crystal above the waiting area lit up, with such a string of words written on it.

"Greedy and poor fool, battlefield, arena No. 5, opponent, flame explosion demon tiger."

After seeing this, Jiawen found that he had indeed reached him, but the seven words in the first place almost made Jiawen vomit blood. Jiawen felt that today, no, the biggest mistake this year was that he shouldn't have left without registering the title just now. Otherwise, there would be no need to be so embarrassing now.

"Damn it, I'll come back to settle the score with that little girl when I finish fighting that bastard!"

The staff responsible for guiding Jiawen had already come over. Jiawen shook Jiawen's hand away, and then left with the other party, with an atmosphere on his face.

"I think after this night, Jiawen will become famous in the arena."

"Hey, don't talk nonsense. What does it mean after this night? Do you believe it or not? Now Jiawen is already famous. To be honest, this title is simply a bit of awesome."

"Who said no? But if I were given this title, I would definitely fight to the death with the staff. By the way, Jiawen is not poor. None of the Shengxiu is poor. At most, Jiawen is just a little wealth-keeping."

"Hey, forget it, is Jiawen called Shoucai? Qukou Sosuo is terrible. If you can buy something with a copper coin, don't expect him to take out the second copper coin."

"Okay, okay, stop talking, the game is about to begin!"
Chapter completed!