Chapter 70
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God, a four or five-year-old child actually threw out a brawny man and a peak Profound Stage man.
How is this possible?!
This time, no one dares to block the two's path.
A lazy and leisurely smile hangs on Mu Yan's face from beginning to end. Holding Xiao Bao's hand, they leisurely walk towards the direction of the Colosseum.
Even though she's smiling, her clear as water eyes are slowly tainted with a bone-chilling chill.
… …
"Miss, I'm sorry, this leads to the backstage of the Colosseum. Ordinary guests are not allowed to enter."
Mu Yan and Xiao Bao are stopped by a black-clothed "Ghost Envoy" at the intersection of the passageway.
Ghost City's Colosseum is a place brimming with blood, violence, and business opportunities.
The "beast" in a beast fight doesn't just refer to Strange Beasts and Spirit Beasts, it also includes slaves that are sold to the Ghost City like animals.
That is, humans!
Therefore, in the Colosseum, you can see people fighting against people, beasts fighting against beasts, but more often than not, it's people fighting against beasts.
Only by winning can you have a meal to eat, heal your injuries, and live on.
If you lose, you can only slowly and miserably walk towards death.
On the other hand, the guests of the beast colosseum would watch the hot-blooded beast battles from the stands, placing their bets on the slaves or exotic beasts they thought highly of.
To put it bluntly, whether it's humans or beasts, they're just playthings in the hands of the rich.
Living in such an environment, one can imagine how vicious and irritable the humans and beasts would be.
And the backstage of the Colosseum that Mu Yan wants to go to, is where these humans and beasts are imprisoned.
Although there's an iron cage as a barrier, an ordinary martial practitioner would be scared witless by such a scene and feel such a dark and bloody atmosphere.
Stopped by the "Ghost Envoy", Mu Yan smiles faintly. She flips her wrist and a banknote appears in her hand, "I want to buy a Beast-Slave, this is the deposit."
The "Ghost Envoy" stares blankly, his expressionless face shows a rare flabbergasted expression, "Miss, do you know the rules of the Ghost City?"
"Of course." Mu Yan carelessly says, "Only the Beast-Slaves who win in the Colosseum are allowed to be bought and sold. If the slave I choose loses, the deposit will not be returned."
That's a deposit of no less than ten thousand gold coins.
Moreover, the Ghost City also has a rule —
If there are people fighting over it during the transaction, then they can only use the rules of the Ghost City to determine the winner and loser with force.
Moreover, life and death did not matter!
The "Ghost Envoy" doesn't believe that a delicate young girl like Muyan can use force to determine victory or defeat with the people of the Ghost City.
However, seeing that Mu Yan was so insistent, the "ghost envoy" didn't say anything else and let her in.
The passage leading to the backstage of the Ghost City is very long.
Furthermore, the deeper he went, the more damp and cold it became. There was also a disgusting stench of rot mixed with it.
The first thing he saw were rows of huge cages on both sides, with countless ferocious exotic beasts locked inside.
As soon as they saw Mu Yan and Xiao Bao, they immediately opened their ferocious mouths, stared with their bell-like eyes, and let out heaven-shaking roars.
Mu Yan's expression didn't change, but Xiao Bao coldly looked at the beasts on both sides.
He did not even release the aura of his profound strength. Just a cool and indifferent glance from those icy blue eyes was enough to make all the strange beasts shiver in unison.
"Wuuu …" The mutated beasts wailed in fear and retreated with all their might, curling up into a ball.
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