Eight or nine hundred people and one hundred tokens, it is not easy to get them. After all, everyone is a powerful person in the Xuantian Realm, and most of them have low-level Xuantian Realm cultivation, and their strengths are not much different.

Relatively speaking, there are relatively fewer middle-level Xuantian realm powerhouses, only a few dozen.

There are even fewer high-level Xuantian Realm powerhouses like Mu Tian, ​​and there are no more than five of them.

When a strong man of Mu Tian’s level is basically not missing those thousands of mysterious fruits. The reason why they chose to stay was to hope to stay in the Blood Fighting Club for a long time.

The Blood Fighting Society is a top force. It is hard to recruit on weekdays, but it is all their internal invitations.

The Blood Fighting will only accept you into the club if you think you are qualified.

To survive in such troubled times overseas, it will be difficult for you to not join a force to seek protection.

Even if a treasure is born, you will basically not get any benefits if you are alone.

Even the powerful flying realm of a casual cultivator is not absolutely safe overseas, and it is common to fall.

There are countless casual cultivators who die overseas every year, which is enough to calculate in millions of millions. Even the powerful people in the Feitian Realm will die every year.

Now these high-level Xuantian Realm powerhouses chose to join the Blood Fighting Association Ghostbusters, and in the end they only wanted to attract the attention of the Blood Fighting Association and became members of the Blood Fighting Association.

If it were just for the three thousand mysterious fruits, I'm afraid they wouldn't stay.

Mu Tian is the same, but it is not to stay in the Blood Fighting Club, but to save people, and have the opportunity to get close to Chen Hui and other three brothers.

With Mu Tian's strength, it was easy to grab a token. When the old man threw a hundred tokens from the city tower, Mu Tian waved his hand and grabbed a token in an instant.

Next was a cruel melee. For a token and a humble position, everyone was fighting for bloody things, life and death.

The blood fight will not stop it, and the strong men below will fight.

After half a stick of incense, the dust settled after nearly a hundred Xuantian realm powerhouses died.

But even so, it was not over. Those Xuantian Realm powerhouses who had snatched the token and were seriously injured were deprived of their admission qualifications in court, and then watched helplessly as the Blood Fight handed over the token they had seized to others.

The reality is so cruel. Because of the serious injury, it is definitely difficult to be competent for the position of a gladiator. Naturally, you have to be disqualified and give the fruits of victory to others.

This decision seems to be fine, but Mu Tian can only shake his head, feeling too cruel.

In this case, why do you have to decide the ownership of the token in this way?

However, Mu Tian has no control over these things and has no right to interfere. Anyway, he just needs to get the token.

After everything was settled, Mu Tian and a hundred Xuantian realm powerhouses were taken into the gate of a palace of the Blood Fighting Club and entered the palace one by one to register.

In order to observe the environment of the Blood Fighting Club more, Mu Tian stood in the last place.

"Xiaobai, help me sense the specific defense situation of this Blood Fighting Association, and then summarize and transmit the information to me."

"Master, aren't you afraid that we will be discovered?"

"You big fool, don't touch the formation barrier. What I want now is the defense deployment of the entire Blood Fighting Association. When we save people and escape, we will be more relaxed."

"Uh...I thought the master wanted me to touch those barriers..."

"Don't talk nonsense, hurry up, hurry up!"

"I understand, act immediately!"

"Be careful, don't do things that are not absolutely sure of, don't mess up my plan."

"Master, please rest assured and ensure that the task is completed."

After Mu Tian communicated with the Breaking Beast, he waited for about half an incense stick. The ninety-nine people in front completed the registration, and it was Mu Tian's turn.

Mu Tian walked into the palace, looked around for a moment, then strode to the Blood Fighting Club powerful man who was sitting in the center of the hall, clasped his fists and said, "Sir, are there any other more advanced positions besides the gladiator?"

After hearing Mu Tian's words, the Blood Fighting Conflict Strongman put down his pen, looked up at Mu Tian, ​​and scolded, "Are you a kid wrong? Don't you know what the Blood Fight will recruit?"

"Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and report your name, age, etc."

After saying that.

The strong man in the Blood Fight Association continued to pick up a large pen, waiting for Mu Tian to report his personal information.

"Bang!"

As soon as the Blood Fighting Association was picked up a large pen, Mu Tian waved his hand and slapped the table. With a loud bang, the Blood Fighting Association was shocked and jumped up.

"You're looking for..."

After jumping up, the blood fighter strongman quickly waved his hand at Mu Tian and roared.

But before he finished speaking, he stopped even further, staring at the bulging Qiankun bag on the table with his eyes.

"What do you mean?"

After seeing the Qiankun Bag, the blood fight would change the mood of the strong man. He looked at Mu Tian and asked in confusion.

While speaking, the strong man had already put Mu Tian down the Qiankun bag on the table and picked it up.

"Sir, I hope to get a better position in the Blood Fighting Association, and those who are stronger than the Gladiator can stay in the Blood Fighting Association forever and become disciples of the Blood Fighting Association, rather than being a Gladiator for only one month."

"This Qiankun bag is just a little bit of a meaning. If the adults can help realize their dreams, they can give all their savings to the adults, how about it?"

Seeing that the Blood Fighting Club strongman seemed to be very interested in the Qiankun bag he gave, Mu Tian continued to offer more benefits to impress him.

"Haha! Why do I feel that what you said is a fabricated lie?"

"Your Qiankun Bag treasures may not be so many even if you have worked in the Blood Fighting Club for five or six years. And you also said that after the matter is done, you will give all the treasures on you to me?"

"Isn't this prove that you are telling a lie? You must be not as simple as joining the Blood Fight. There are other reasons, right?"

As soon as the blood fighter said the strong man, Mu Tian was shocked in an instant, and he didn't expect this guy to be so smart.

However, no matter how smart he is, he will never think that he is trying to save people. Mu Tian can find other reasons to swear him.

Just as Mu Tian was thinking about how to answer the strong man from the Blood Fighting Club, he walked forward with a smirk, attached to Mu Tian's ear and whispered, "Don't think I don't know. You are willing to spend all your money to join the Blood Fighting Club, it must be for the sake of shelter, right?"

"You must have been hunted by enemies, so you want to join the Blood Fighting Club and seek protection, otherwise how could you lose all your money and join the Blood Fighting Club?"

"You are just spending money to buy your own life and paying for your own life. What can I say right? Hahaha..."

After saying that.

The strong man in the Blood Fighting Association laughed and sat back on the stool, watched left and right for a while, then hooked his fingers at Mu Tian, ​​signaling Mu Tian to go over.

Mu Tian understood it and immediately came over. The strong man from the Blood Fighting Association lay down on the table and continued to whisper, "What you said just now is worthwhile. After the matter is done, do you really give me all the treasures on you?"

"Absolutely! It's worth losing everything to survive. I don't want to die." Mu Tian nodded, went with the flow, and replied with a sensation.

"Haha! I don't dare to play tricks on me. I can let you join the Blood Fighting Club and get out of here."

"No, you don't even have the chance to get out. I will definitely let you die miserably!"

After saying that.

The blood fighter strongman paused for a moment, changed his breath, and continued, "The Gladiator Prison still lacks a prisoner to serve. If you want, go there!"

"Other better position, no, you think about it yourself!"

"By the way, even if you don't want this position, I will not return the Qiankun bag to you..."
Chapter completed!