Chapter 29

"Touch..."

There was a knock on the door. Han Yun's eyes flashed and stood up slowly from the ground.

Open the door.

A familiar figure appeared in front of Han Yun.

"It turned out to be a little host!"

Han Yun's voice was a little hoarse. Looking at the young man in front of him, Han Yun asked coldly, "what do you want from me?"

"The young master of the Han family was a waste a month ago, but he killed Han Han, a talented disciple of the Han family, and refined congenitally vigorous Qi and blood on the spot. He is so talented that I'm afraid even the talented disciple of the son of heaven is ashamed!"

Zijin looked at Han Yun as if she were telling a story.

"You investigate me?"

Han Yun's pupil shrinks and a terrible chill passes through Han Yun's eyes.

"I didn't investigate you. There are countless mysterious fighting skills between level 4 and level 6. I'm afraid there are only Han Yun, the young master of the Han family who makes a big noise at the annual meeting of the Han family!"

Zijin looked at Han Yun and said with a smile.

Han Yun gave a slight meal, and the cold on his body eased down. Zijin was right. He could not hide for a long time in the martial arts arena.

"What if I'm the young master of the Han family? Do you still want to catch me and give it to the Korean War!"

Han Yun looked at Zijin and asked coldly.

"Hahaha..."

Zijin suddenly laughed when she heard Han Yun's words.

Han Yun looks at Zijin with more and more doubts in his eyes. Zijin's behavior makes Han Yun more and more elusive.

Zijin is looking for herself. What's the matter?

"Han Yun, what do you think of my Colosseum?"

Zijin stopped laughing and looked at Han Yun. Zijin asked slightly mysteriously.

"The Colosseum?"

Han Yun raised his eyebrows and immediately said, "although the Colosseum is an underground force, it is absolutely no lower than xuantianzong in the three northern regions!"

"You're right!"

Zijin slowly walked into the room and looked at Han Yun. Zijin proudly said, "my Colosseum is in the Three Kingdoms of the northern region. There is no fear of any force except the Wudao trade union!"

"Oh!"

Han Yun replied as if nothing had happened.

"Han Yun, you are the young master of the Han family. I know your situation very well. As long as you enter my Colosseum, I can solve the Han family's affairs for you!"

Zijin looked at Han Yun and asked with burning eyes.

"Enter the Colosseum!"

Han Yun gave a slight meal, and a slight smile came from the corners of his mouth.

This person came here to attract himself!

"The young leader knows I'm the young master of the Han family. Don't you know I'm already a disciple of the martial arts trade union!"

Han Yun looked at Zijin and said faintly.

"A disciple of the Wudao trade union!"

Zijin smiled as if she knew Han Yun would say this. Looking at Han Yun, Zijin smiled and said, "I naturally know you are a disciple of the Wudao trade union. There is no conflict between my Colosseum and the Wudao trade union!"

"There are not many Wudao trade union disciples who come to our arena to fight animals. Similarly, many people in our arena have joined the Wudao trade union!"

"As long as young master Han wants to join the Colosseum, Zijin will deal with it naturally!"

"Oh!"

Han Yun was slightly surprised in his eyes.

Zijin looked for herself. It seems that she has already investigated herself.

But he promised Zhang Yu that he would not join the Colosseum again.

"Thank you for your kindness. Han Yun is used to freedom!"

Han Yun turned his head and his voice was very calm.

"Mr. Han Yun, why don't you think about it carefully? What you need most for martial arts cultivation is resources. Although the disciples of the martial arts trade union are noble, they have resources..."

Zijin was a little surprised in her eyes.

Han Yun, unexpectedly refused!

"Resources!"

Han Yun's eyes fluctuated slightly.

Zijin is right. Talent is not enough for martial arts cultivation. Resources are equally important.

"Master Zijin doesn't have to waste extra thoughts. Han Yun has promised to join other forces!"

Han Yun uncovers his cloak at the beginning and says with a wry smile.

"Oh!"

Zijin's eyes flashed.

"Unexpectedly, Zijin interrupted. Here you are!"

Zijin smiled and handed a golden card to Han Yun.

"This is..."

Han Yun hesitated slightly.

"Don't worry, young master Han. This is what you deserve. Those who take part in the fighting in our Colosseum challenge 10000 gold coins each time, and the reward will be increased ten times for those who challenge a level higher than themselves!"

"Mr. Han challenged the level 6 division with level 4 division. This time he won a reward of 200000. In this gold card, there are 200000 gold coins!"

Zijin looked at Han Yun and explained with a smile.

"I see!"

Han Yun is slightly enlightened.

No wonder so many fighters come to the Colosseum to participate in the fight. The reward for the fight is so high.

Ten thousand gold coins, which is enough for a family of ten to live for a lifetime!

In addition to talent, the most important thing for martial artists is resources.

Therefore, martial arts practitioners must learn to make money!

"No wonder Zijin dares to be so arrogant. 10000 gold coins per person. The Colosseum has to spend millions of gold coins a day. I'm afraid this Colosseum is the richest force in the northern region!"

Han Yun sighed slightly in his heart.

So rich, the power of the Colosseum can be imagined.

"Thank you, young master!"

Han Yun took the gold card and put it away directly.

"If you need anything, you can come directly to find Zijin. My favorite thing to do in the Colosseum is to make friends!"

Zijin looked at the Korean War and said with a smile.

"Thank you!"

Han Yun arched his hand slightly.

"Farewell!"

Zijin left with a smile.

Seeing Zijin leave, Han Yun frowned slightly.

Although Zijin said it well, Han Yun obviously felt the cold in Zijin's eyes.

This man is not as kind as he seems.

Colosseum.

In a delicate room, two figures knelt in front of a young man. The young man held a book in his hand and smiled slightly in his eyes.

"Six battles a day, plus one yesterday, he has finished killing seven companies!"

Zijin knocked on the table slightly, with an uncertain look in her eyes.

Seven in a row.

Six level five divisions and one level six Division.

His strength is only level 4.

Such talent not only shocked the fighting field, but also the whole power of Hancheng.

"Young leader, do you think this time..."

A servant looked at Zijin and made a slight movement to wipe her neck.

"No, eight kills in a row. My Colosseum hasn't appeared for a long time!"

"You all go down. Next time, arrange the west wind!"

"Yes!"

They retired one after another.

"Although the eight company killing is good, Hancheng should be lively. Not everyone can afford the eight company killing!"

Zijin closed her eyes and her lips, and a strange smile spread slowly.