As the Qibao meeting approached, the people in Rizhao City also became more and more. Many people doing hunting business outside the city also poured into the city like tired birds returning to their nests. Rizhao City, which was still somewhat clean, was immediately lively several times.

Douji field is located in the most prosperous city center, where rich and noble families gather. The nearby luxury mansions are affordable to those with status and face in Rizhao City. The eldest childe of Haoxing business alliance also has a private courtyard here, but the floor area is nearly half smaller than that of the childe's house where Tang Lichuan lives.

Eldest childe Chu Yang really has a little face in this place, but really speaking of his position, he can only be regarded as a small generation in the whole Rizhao City.

The nobles in the city usually have nothing to play. They spend most of their time in the fighting field.

This is not difficult to understand. The environment in this sector is different from that in other places. There are a large number of monsters in the mountains near Rizhao City. The scope of Terran activities is very limited. Once you leave this city, no one dare to ensure absolute safety.

If they are in other places, such as the Kirin Empire, they can go out for outings and sightseeing, but not here. Most of the entertainment activities of the young masters and ladies of rich and noble families are limited to the city, and the most fun place is naturally the arena.

On weekdays, it is overcrowded. When we catch up with the Qibao conference, many hunting teams bring a lot of fun wild animals and monsters from the outside. The fighting field is even more heated and noisy. It is basically open all day, and it is always full at any time.

Tang Lichuan inquired about the location of the arena. He could hear a burst of cheers and laughter from the arena three blocks away. It was obvious that there was another good play in the arena that satisfied the audience.

He hurried to the door and saw a boy with his head on the table staring at the two groups of ants fighting on the ground.

Hearing footsteps coming in, the guy didn't lift his head and said in a lazy tone: "there's no place. I advise you not to wait. It's estimated that no one will leave the table these days. If you want to see the fighting skill performance, you'd better wait until the Qibao conference is over."

No wonder he was so boring. The viewing seats in the arena were fully booked at least ten days ago. Not to mention the distinguished VIP room, even ordinary standing tickets were sold out.

Most of the people who come here to watch the fighting skills show are martial arts practitioners. There is no problem not eating, drinking or sleeping for a few days. What's more, there are exquisite delicacies in the fighting skills field. If you don't want to come out and bring enough money, you can even provide for the elderly in it.

"I'm not here to see the show. I'm here to be a gladiator."

Tang Lichuan said this without expression. The boy's head on the table moved, raised his eyelids and glanced at Tang Lichuan: "Yo, people from the Grand Duke of Chu of Haoxing business alliance?"

The guy also had some eyesight. He recognized Tang Lichuan wearing the keepsake of the eldest prince's residence of Chu at a glance.

But the guy didn't show much enthusiasm. After glancing at Tang Lichuan, he put his eyes on the fighting ants on the ground, stretched out his hand, lazily pointed to the left and said lazily: "No matter which residence you are from or what identity you have, it's useless here! If you want to be a gladiator in the fighting arena, you have to abide by the rules. Can you see clearly? This is the business of the city master's mansion!"

First warned Tang Lichuan, and then said, "who is your introducer?"

"Introducer? No, I came by myself."

Tang Lichuan shook his head and said in his heart that he would like to introduce someone into the fighting field. How can there be such trouble.

"You have no introducer. Who can prove that you have the ability to fight? If you don't play well, the audience master is not satisfied, but the face of the city master's house!"

The young man uttered a disdainful sneer from his nose: "it's not up to you to go in and die. These days, we are short of everything in the fighting field, just sandbags for boxing practice! Every day, the hunting group sends monsters and savages. You have to queue up if you want to die!"

Tang Lichuan scolded in his heart, forced himself to resist the impulse to kick the half dead guy in front of him, and asked in a deep voice, "then there is no way to enter the fighting field without an introducer?"

After the two groups of ants fighting on the ground had finished, the boy impatiently pointed to the street next to him: "those who wear the logo of the fighting field, you can challenge one at will. As long as you can win, you are qualified to enter the fighting field."

"Damn it, honing haw fool, you can't say it before you have a way!" Tang Lichuan scolded himself, turned and left.

The boy didn't pay attention to Tang Lichuan, put his head on the table listlessly, and blew the dust on the table through his nose.

Just after blowing twice, footsteps sounded in his ears again. He immediately frowned and scolded irritably: "are you finished? I said everything I should say. If you want to go, don't bother me!"

Well, a unconscious man was thrown down. Tang Lichuan clapped his hands and asked expressionless, "can I enter the fighting field now?"

"Hmm! No. 36 is right. I was defeated after only a few breaths?"

The boy rubbed his eyes and immediately recognized that the knocked down man was one of the goalkeepers in the fighting field. Any gladiator who came alone without an introducer had to pass their examination, but it didn't take more than five or six breaths from his guidance to Tang Lichuan's defeat.

"I asked if I could enter the arena!"

Tang Lichuan's voice suddenly raised. The young man immediately raised his spirits and stood up.

The guy who just ignored him suddenly became enthusiastic and said with a smile: "yes! Of course! Sir, you take the number plate and turn left. Just sign up with master Luo. He arranged everything in the arena."

After grabbing the number plate, Tang Lichuan strode into the fighting field without even saying a word of thanks.

The gatekeeper escaped with a handkerchief, wiped his sweat, and muttered, "the guy with terrible eyes... But if you enter the arena, you will only die! Everyone wants to make a big splash and gain both fame and wealth by relying on the arena. Don't you know that it's difficult for one in 10000 to come out alive!"

The boy wiped his sweat and asked the factotum to come and carry the injured goalkeeper down for treatment. The sleepiness that Tang Lichuan woke up just now soon surged up again.

Like Tang Lichuan, a man who pretends to be horizontal in front of the door can't escape the outcome of kneeling down and begging for mercy after entering the door, and then being teased and killed.

By this time, Tang Lichuan had come to the lounge of the fighting field, which was full of sweat smell, blood smell, and the disgusting smell of wild animals.

An excellent looking old man looked up and down at Tang Lichuan and said with a smile, "your body is pretty good. You can be a gladiator. What other name do you use?"