"One more thing, it doesn't matter if Mr. Ye fights for one game, but if you are interested in fighting a few more games, or even becoming famous in the bloody competition, it would be better to give him a name." Deacon Liu said again.

"Name?"

Qin Cheng recalled that when he visited the Bloody Arena before, the monks nearby did recite the aliases of several participating monks.

"Yes, there are benefits to participating in the bloody competition, which is also related to the bets of the audience. If the fellow Taoist can come up with a good name, it can be remembered by everyone, and it will also be good for the fellow Taoist." Butler Liu explained.

"For example, here we have the King of Flames, the One-Armed Giant Monster, the Ten Thousand Swordsman, the Three-Eyed Old Man, etc. It is best to have some characteristics, but the edge must also be hidden, otherwise the name will be too big and it will easily cause the opponent's displeasure.

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Qin Cheng thought about it and it seemed to make sense.

Having a nickname that people can remember quickly makes it easier for your plans to succeed.

"Well, then call me the Kyushu Sword God." Qin Cheng said casually.

"Sword God? Okay."

Butler Liu glared and said what he said before in vain.

Sword God, these words almost struck a bloody chord, and offended all the monks who used swords. This title was not only razor-sharp, but also sharp-edged.

Surprised by Qin Cheng's loud tone, he didn't say anything, but glanced at Xu Kun.

"Just follow Mr. Qin's request." Xu Kun waved his hand.

After taking Qin Cheng's token, Deacon Liu ran to handle it.

Xu Kun on the side was also speechless. Did Qin Cheng use a sword?

Why do I feel that Qin Cheng is a monk who fights with the power of Taoism?

"Elder Xu, Mr. Qin, there is good news. In another hour, a monk who originally signed up will be unable to fight. There is a vacant battle. I wonder if Mr. Ye is willing to participate."

After a while, Deacon Liu ran back, returned the token to Qin Cheng, and said with a smile.

"Okay." Qin Cheng said.

For myself, of course, the faster the time, the better.

"Deacon Liu, remember to arrange some easy opponents for Mr. Qin, you understand what I mean."

Xu Kun quietly sent a message to Deacon Liu.

"Don't worry, Elder Xu. Young Master Ye was introduced by you, so of course I have to make proper preparations." Deacon Liu said with a smile.

Seeing that the matter was done, Xu Kun left.

Qin Cheng was taken to a preparation room by Deacon Liu.

It is said to be a room, but in fact it is more like a palace.

As soon as I walked into it, I was hit by all kinds of chilling auras, and there was also a lingering smell of blood.

After looking around, Qin Cheng found that there were more than ten monks sitting or standing in this small hall.

These people are all the monks who will compete in the bloody competition next, and they are all monks who have declined in the Tribulation Realm.

Unless the monks actively request it, or there are special circumstances, this arena will not arrange for monks to compete in leapfrog competitions, because that would be too suspenseful and not exciting enough.

Of course, although these people are all declining, they are still the best among them.

Dare to go to such a place and step onto the arena where life or death is a matter of life itself is a sign of absolute confidence in one's own strength.

Therefore, Qin Cheng did not underestimate any of them.

His eyes slowly swept over, and among the nearly twenty people, there were sword-wielding women with blindfolds and long hair, as well as handsome young men wearing white clothes and holding paper fans, but most of them were vicious-looking people.

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"Oh, I haven't seen this guy before. It seems there is someone new."

For example, among them, a bald man who was more than two meters tall and looked like copper poured into iron, stared at Qin Cheng who came in.

The big man's voice sounded like muffled thunder in the small hall.

So as soon as Qin Cheng came in, he attracted the attention of everyone in the hall.

Some of these people glanced at Qin Cheng, then withdrew their gaze and continued to sit cross-legged.

There were also more people looking at Qin Cheng with interest and provocation in their eyes.

It stands to reason that most monks would be somewhat uncomfortable being stared at by more than a dozen strong men, but Qin Cheng was calm about it and even stared back at these people directly.

"Looks a little confident."

The bald man snorted softly and withdrew his gaze.

"Mr. Qin, just wait here for a while. The signal will be sent to you soon, and it will be your appearance."

"Wait, how will I appear then?"

Seeing that Deacon Liu was about to leave, Qin Cheng asked.

"Fellow Taoist will know it later." Butler Liu chuckled, suddenly noticed something, took out the jade slip and took a look, his expression changed slightly.

"Long Ke, please introduce the affairs of this place to this Kyushu Sword God in a moment."

As if there was something urgent, Butler Liu looked at the jade slips and left in a hurry.

"Kyushu Sword God?"

After he left, the door of the hall was closed, and the atmosphere became quiet for a moment.

Once again, many monks looked at Qin Cheng in surprise.

Especially the woman with a cold and arrogant face and a long sword hanging on her waist looked at Qin Cheng more this time.

"Kyushu Sword God, your name is so loud."

The big man named Long Ke walked up to Qin Cheng with curiosity in his eyes.

"Since you are called the Sword God, where is your sword?"

"I kill people when I draw my sword, so it's best if you don't see it."

Qin Cheng looked casual and found a seat to sit down.

"What a loud tone."

Long Ke smiled, not being frightened by Qin Cheng's words, and sat down next to Qin Cheng.

"But your name is too big. I have been here for many years and have seen many guys with arrogant names. What do you think they will be like in the end?"

"how?"

Since we were killing time here anyway, Qin Cheng didn't reply indifferently.

"As far as I know, except for two people, everyone else is dead." Long Ke said, licking the corners of his mouth with his bright red tongue.

"In a bloody battle, there is no need to tell the difference between life and death. But because these people are too arrogant and their names have angered many people, the other side must kill them, even if they surrender, it will be useless. Boy, are you starting now?

Do you regret it?"

"Isn't it true that there are still two alive?" Qin Cheng said.

"It seems you really don't understand the bloody battle." Long Ke heard this and laughed.

"Let me tell you, one of those two people is the eldest son of Palace Master Ying in Longzhou, Ying Bufan, and the other is the most mysterious young genius in Jiuzhou Continent, Mo Chenshuang."

Long Ke said these two names with a touch of admiration in his eyes.

"These two are invincible beings, they are simply bloody gods of war."

Qin Cheng's heart suddenly moved.

He really didn't expect that not only the monks in the darkness would come to such a place, but even the geniuses from Longzhou Star Palace would come to this place to practice.

It's true if you think about it carefully, the Kyushu continent has always been peaceful and lacks the opportunity for a life-and-death fight.
Chapter completed!