The Magical Blacksmith Chapter 399: Power of Origin

Zhang Ye followed his reputation and wanted to see who was so brave. Slaves with pimples and chirping dared to buy it.

But Zhang Ye was stunned when he saw this.

The speaker is a young girl with blue hair. She is wearing a small blue dress, and her eyes are blue, like sapphires. Although her hair and eyes are blue, the girl's skin is very white. Under such a background, the girl looks so different that Zhang Ye can see her at a glance.

The blue-haired girl was counting money, and after handing in two crystal nuclei, she came to Zhang Ye: "Hey, you are my person."

The girl's voice is very nice, with a kind of ethereal feeling. For a while, she was surprised.

The slave merchant took Zhang Ye's dog collar away, so Zhang Ye recovered his strength, but the slave merchant gave the master-servant contract to the blue-haired girl, and Zhang Ye still couldn't get over the waves.

However, after Zhang Ye had some kind of spiritual connection with the girl, she could feel her tenderness even more.

"My name is Zhang Ye." It is better to be bought by a beautiful girl than those lousy old men or disgusting fat women. Zhang Ye thought he was handsome and introduced himself.

"Zhang Ye? Too bad. From now on, you will be called Wangcai." The girl touched Zhang Ye's dog head with satisfaction.

Zhang Ye was stunned on the spot. He somewhat understood the feeling of naming Ahua, Tuanzi, and Tongtian. This was really retribution.

"Then what's your name?" Zhang Ye didn't try his best to make a good relationship with the girl, so he might let him go later.

When Zhang Ye asked, he also guessed the girl's name in his heart. Given the girl's naming level, she might be called Laifu.

"Me? My name is Deep Blue, but you have to call my master." The girl was smug, "What are you still trying to do? Keep up with this master." After the girl finished speaking, she turned around and left.

Dark blue? Looking at the back of the girl bouncing around, she looked like a blue elf. This name matched her well, but why did you name yourself Wangcai?

Zhang Ye was pondering that the power of the master and servant contract hit him like lightning. This was the girl urging herself, and Zhang Ye had to follow her behind.

"Well, what did you buy me back for?" Zhang Ye hesitated for a moment, and quickly stepped forward.

The girl carried her hands on her back, turned around and walked backwards, with a sweet smile: "Guess it."

For Zhang Ye to guess, it’s best to be a male pet, the one who gets whipped every night, but this is impossible.

Zhang Ye pondered for a moment: "Now that people do miscellaneous things?"

The girl stretched out her white tender hand and shook her finger: "No."

Zhang Ye guessed several more, but didn't get it right. The girl said: "I named you Wangcai, of course I want to make money for my master!"

Zhang Ye didn't react yet, the girl turned around: "Here!"

Zhang Ye looked up, but it was a huge and towering arc-shaped building. The signboard of the "Arena of Ten Thousand Realms" hung on the door of the building. Many monks in strange costumes came in and out, so it was very lively.

"Do you want me to work in this arena?" Zhang Ye felt something was wrong.

"It can be regarded as a part-time job." The girl liked to laugh, showing two small tiger teeth. She did not explain too much, and led Zhang Ye into it.

……

"Uncle Tiger, what are the arrangements today?" The girl found a staff member of the fighting arena and asked with a smile.

The staff member saw the girl with a touch of fear in his eyes, and then took a look at Zhang Ye next to the girl, and said: "There is a wheel fight, he can participate."

"Great, I sign up!" The girl said, took out a few crystal cores and handed them to the staff.

At this time, Zhang Ye seems to understand something: "Wait, I am going to fight?"

The girl chuckled and said: "Yeah, my dear Wangcai, in the wheel fight later, you have to win a few more games for this master and make a lot of money, if you die in the first game If you do, the master will not let you go."

As for the girl, I pointed out the following rules of fighting. It is not a one-on-one match, but a wheel fight. The winner must always stand on the stage, waiting for others to challenge, and either kill or be beaten by others. dead.

Zhang Ye wanted to understand this, and then looking at the girl's smile, he suddenly felt that it was not cute at all. It was a devil's smile.

In nature, the more beautiful an animal is, the more dangerous it is, and Zhang Ye at this moment deeply believes it.

Then, Zhang Ye has a trace of anger, no grievances and no grudges, this girl will get Zhang Ye to the ring to tortured to death, too vicious.

Zhang Ye raised his hand and punched out. The immortal emperor's mid-term cultivation base spewed out, and he was about to beat the girl to death. This girl didn't seem to be at the level of Tianzun, and she couldn't stand her punch.

But apparently Zhang Ye ignored the master-servant contract. With a little bit of the girl’s green finger, Zhang Ye was struggling and roaring on the ground, unable to harm the girl at all.

The girl laughed with a silver bell: "Wangcai is not bad, remember to put this cruelty on the opponent later."

Zhang Ye endured the pain, gritted his teeth and said: "I won't let you push it."

The girl chuckled and initiated the sanctions of the master-servant contract. Zhang Ye's meridians burst out, as if to be squeezed out of the flesh and blood. Zhang Ye felt that even if he was shattered to pieces, there would be no such pain, and he couldn't wait to die.

But out of the Xuanhuang Universe, the system was unable to provide resurrection services. Zhang Ye couldn't die and endured this pain abruptly.

The girl didn't have the slightest sympathy. Seeing Zhang Ye's pain, she smiled happily: "It's fun, it's fun."

The staff member next to him called Uncle Tiger couldn't stand it anymore and said, "Miss Deep Blue, if you tortured him to death, you won't be able to win the game later."

Considering the following game, the girl let Zhang Ye off with little interest. Then she thought of something and said to Zhang Ye: "Wangcai, this master is not so unkind. If you can stand In the end, how about giving you a free body?"

Zhang Ye was exhausted at the moment, but he suddenly became energetic when he heard this: "How can I trust you?"

Although this girl has a beautiful appearance that is harmless to humans and animals, she is extremely vicious in her heart. Maybe it is to let Zhang Ye go all out and win a few more games to make money for him. Afterwards, Zhang Ye would not believe her words.

"Wangcai, how can you doubt this master?" Every words of the girl sounded as if she was acting coquettishly towards her lover, but she could no longer confuse Zhang Ye. Seeing Zhang Ye's unbelief, the girl turned her eyes and raised it immediately. Bai Nen's little hand, "The little girl, Deep Blue, swears that if Wangcai can stand to the end, I will return him free."

This is the heart demon's oath, and Zhang Ye is relieved.

"Uncle Tiger, Wangcai will be handed over to you." This belongs to the backstage. The girl seemed to dislike the humid and rancid environment here, so she handed Zhang Ye to the staff member and left bounced.

"Can you still move?" Uncle Hu, a middle-aged man with a strong personality, asked Zhang Ye.

"Thank you, Senior Tiger, for your help. It's no big deal here." If Uncle Tiger hadn't spoken before, Zhang Ye would definitely suffer a bit more pain, so he thanked him.

Uncle Tiger doesn’t seem to appreciate him, and he coldly said: “Don’t be passionate, I’m just afraid that you can’t play because of a problem. If you can move, then follow me to the backcourt to prepare..."

Uncle Tiger leads the way and tells Zhang Ye some rules of the game by the way. In fact, there is no taboo, as long as he does all he can to kill his opponent.

Zhang Ye has been listening, Uncle Hu asked: "What else do you don't understand?"

Zhang Ye thought for a moment: "Senior Tiger, are you familiar with that dark blue?"

Zhang Ye didn't ask about the game, but took the opportunity to learn about the girl's situation, knowing herself and her opponent, before he could escape.

Uncle Tiger glanced at Zhang Ye and sighed: "Wait until you can get off the ring."

At this moment, Zhang Ye had already arrived in the backcourt lounge, and seeing the room full of slaves resembling Zhang Ye, he understood what Uncle Hu meant.

Except for a few of these slaves who were not the emperor, the others were similar to Zhang Ye, and there were even a few exuding the coercion of the emperor's later period. The probability that Zhang Ye could stand to the end was almost zero.

So, do you know that Deep Blue's identity is of little use to Zhang Ye? Whether he survives is the most important thing.

"Okay, there are fifteen people in total. Let's start the draw when they are all together." Uncle Hu ignored Zhang Ye, and Pu Shan took out his big palm in his arms. When it opened, there were fifteen inside. Small paper ball.

Because it is a wheel battle, the order of playing is extremely important. If you can draw a lower number, the probability of survival will be greatly increased.

Not only Zhang Ye knew, but others also understood, and immediately rushed forward to **** the serial number.

These paper **** were shielded by Uncle Tiger’s power and could not be spied by divine minds. They could only rely on luck. Zhang Ye grabbed a paper ball casually and unfolded it cautiously.

On the eighth, not going forward, Zhang Ye smiled bitterly~IndoMTL.com~ Other people are sad or happy, but in different states.

A Tianzun-class slave was drawn to number one, and he cried on the spot, wanting to change numbers with others, but this is a matter of life, and no one is willing to exchange it with him.

After Uncle Tiger decided on the order of playing, he began to distribute weapons to everyone, without exception, one shield and one knife.

The shields and knives are not brand new. There are gaps or other damages, and even some blood stains. It is not difficult to imagine that these weapons were left behind by the dead slaves from the previous session.

Although these are inferior treasures, they are better than playing bare-handed, so no matter how dirty they are, then the slaves will find the treasures for fear of being snatched.

Zhang Ye valued the shield and the knife more seriously, not for anything else, just because he wanted to study it carefully to see if he could improve and refine it before going on the field, and then the chance of survival would be greater.

In a short while, the bell of the game rang, the front desk ringed the cheers of countless people, and the first and second slaves were about to go out to fight for life.

Slave No. 1 is a Heavenly Sovereign, and Slave No. 2 is an Immortal Emperor. The Sovereign Slave fainted immediately that day. The staff pinched him for a while and saw him unconscious, so he threw it directly into the fighting arena.

After a while, the staff carried the broken number one back to the backcourt, and was already out of breath. The staff ordered: "Number three is on the court."

In this way, one by one the living people came on the court, and the dead people went off the court one by one, Zhang Ye could not sit for long.

Zhang Ye was as nervous as the others who hadn’t played, but Zhang Ye was even more anxious. He now basically understood how to build the treasures of the world, but how did that **** source of power come from!

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