Chapter 838
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Lowly Race
The expressions of the youths instantly changed as they felt a murderous aura invade them. They trembled as if they were about to suffocate. They wanted to speak, but their words were stuck in their throats and they could not even spit out a single word!
"Fatty, let's go!"
Luo Zheng was expressionless as he turned around and walked towards the entrance of the arena.
After Luo Zheng left, the youths could not help but heave a sigh of relief. When they regained their senses, they were already drenched as if they had been drenched in the rain.
"Who is that person? He looks about the same age as us. Why is his aura so frightening? It's even more terrifying than the one facing the clan leader! "
"Hmph, he's just putting on an act. I can't see what's so great about him!"
"Look, he's walking towards the entrance. Does he still want to enter the arena?"
The youths discussed softly, as if they were still afraid. One or two youths were extremely unconvinced.
"Hmph, there are no more seats at this time. He still wants to enter the arena. What a joke!"
"Look at him. I'm afraid that the few people whose cultivation had been crippled by direct disciple Jiang are related to him!"
"That must be the case. Jiang Pengzu is ranked fifth among the direct disciples of the Scorching Sun Sect and is also the son of Elder Jiang. Shen Luoyi is only ranked tenth. Regardless of strength or influence, the difference between them is huge. The outcome of this battle has already been decided!"
Seeing Luo Zheng and Wang Nian walk towards the entrance, the youths guessed something and sneered.
"Kid, what are you trying to do? The tickets for this battle have already been sold out. Hurry up and leave. Don't come here to cause trouble. Otherwise, you'll have to bear the consequences!"
Seeing Luo Zheng and Wang Nian walk over, the guard thought that they were youths trying to sneak into the arena and immediately scolded them.
"There are no more seats left in the arena? Then there should be some reserved VIP seats, right? Ask your manager to come out. I'll naturally talk to him. "
Luo Zheng did not have the time to waste his breath on these small fries. It was impossible that there was no space in the arena. Furthermore, in places like this, regardless of whether it was the battle arena, the pill battle arena, or the weapon battle arena, there would definitely be reserved seats.
This way, they could prevent the sudden arrival of an important figure. If they were unable to make arrangements and offend someone with status, these were all customary practices!
"Who are you? Do you want to enter the reserved VIP seats? "
The guard was shocked. If it was someone who was qualified to enter the VIP seats, they definitely couldn't arrange it. They had to ask the manager to come out.
However, it was absolutely impossible for these guards to rashly invite the manager. If by any chance Luo Zheng and Ye Xiwen did not have the qualifications to enter and were only here to fish in troubled waters, they would also be severely punished.
Moreover, those who could become guards all had good eyesight. In the Scorching Sun Sect of Long Spring City, they all recognized those who were around the same age and qualified to enter the VIP seats.
However, Luo Zheng and Wang Nian were unfamiliar faces.
"Take my identity card and ask your manager to come."
Luo Zheng was so anxious that he didn't want to waste any time. He directly took out his identity card as a refining master.
"Master Refiner!"
When the guards saw the identity card, their faces paled. They respectfully took it and said, "Grandmaster, please wait a moment." Then, they hurriedly went to report.
From Luo Zheng's age, one could tell that he was absolutely not more than 20 years old. And an Artificer Grandmaster who was 20 years old and above was absolutely a renowned genius in the entire central district. Even if they had never heard of Luo Zheng's name, these guards would absolutely not dare to slight him!
"Manager, there is a refining master who wants to enter the VIP seats to watch the battle. This is his identity card."
The guard found one of the managers of the Colosseum and immediately reported.
"Refining master? Our arena has a rule that if there is no prior reservation, only refining masters can enter the VIP seats as they wish! "
An impatient expression appeared on the manager's face.
"But this refining master is very young. It's very likely that he is not more than twenty years old. He might even be younger!"
"How about this, let me take a look."
The manager reached out and took a look at the refining master's identity card. A disdainful expression appeared on his face. "Hmph, it's just a refining guild from a small country outside the central district that issued this identity card. Who knows how much water there is in it. This kind of person wants to enter the VIP seats? What a fantasy! Ask him to scram! "
The central district was like the imperial city of the Yuan Wu World. Regardless of whether it was a commoner or a noble, they all viewed cultivators outside the central district as a lowly race. They didn't even put Luo Zheng's identity card in their eyes.
The guard took the identity cards and returned to the entrance. He looked at Luo Zheng and Wang Nian with disdain and said, "Our manager has said that only Master Artificers and above can enter the VIP seats. The two of you can scram!"
"Scram?"
When Luo Zheng heard this, his eyes narrowed. He took out Shi Zizhen's identity card and said, "Take this and let your manager take a look. Maybe he will change his mind."
"Hmph, you lowly races. Even if you take out your dynasty's imperial jade seal, it's useless! I said scram, did you hear me? "
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