Chapter 136: Blood Colosseum

When Zhang Fan was taken by the two and fell on the road outside the town, Zhang Fan looked around.
I saw that this town is not actually a small town, it should have been very prosperous two hundred years ago.
The vines in the town have been cleaned up.
There are no vines on the road either.
As soon as they landed on the road, they saw several kinsmen descending from the sky.
Behind these blood races, a blood race followed.
However, the wings of these following blood races looked very soft and could not be retracted freely, as if they had just grown out.
They all looked panicked and kept looking around.
Zhang Fan secretly guessed that these blood races should have just been transformed into new blood races.
When those old blood races saw William, a trace of disdain flashed in their eyes.
"Earl William, long time no see."
Earl William said quickly and respectfully: "It turned out to be Earl Liu, Earl Zhang and Earl Hong. Yeah, it's been a long time."
Then Earl Liu pointed to the little blood behind him.
I saw that the little blood clan looked very strong, and at first glance, he was a powerful warrior.
Earl Liu patted the little blood on the shoulder and boasted to the others: "The human I was looking for was a level 5 quasi-warrior before. After becoming a blood clan, he was promoted directly to the 6th level. How about? Strong, right?"
Others nodded one after another: "This kind of strength, the Marquis will definitely be satisfied."
Earl Zhang also patted the little blood behind him, and said: "This person was a 6th-level quasi-warrior before. After becoming a blood, he was promoted to a 7th-level viscount."
After speaking, he raised his head slightly, showing his pride.
Earl Hong nodded: "Well, yes, yes. Both of you have good luck, and the quasi-martialists you find are very strong. However, I seem to have better luck."
Then patted the blood clan behind him.
"A 9th-level quasi-martial artist, after being promoted, becomes a 10th-level viscount. It's only a bit short of the earl."
Earl Liu and Earl Zhang listened, their pride was gone, but they looked envious.
"Amazing!"
"It turned out to be a 10th-level Viscount, the Marquis will definitely reward you."
Earl William was also envious: "Earl Hong is really lucky!"
The few people each touted for a while, and finally looked at William.
"Where are you looking for?"
"You guy, if you can find level 3 or 4, even if you are lucky."
Among the voices of the few people, they were full of disdain.
Earl William suddenly felt a sense of self-confidence. He glanced at Zhang Fan behind him, dare not say a word.
The few people also saw Zhang Fan at this time, and found that Zhang Fan didn't even have wings on his body, and they all laughed suddenly.
"No wings? Did you find an ordinary person?"
"Only quasi-warriors and warriors will grow wings after they become blood races. Ordinary humans can't even grow wings. You are so lucky that you can find an ordinary human. Amazing."
"Ordinary human beings, it's so bad for you to figure it out!"
"Forget it, don't talk to this guy. He finds an ordinary person, and the Marquis must punish him. We still draw a line with this guy in advance."
While mocking William, the three people left.
With a grievance and unwillingness on his face, William turned his head and gave Zhang Fan a vicious look before walking forward.
Catherine looked confused.
When he was on the mountain, watching this guy fight a level 6 zombie dog, zombie horse and zombies, he should be very strong.
It can't be ordinary people.
Why doesn't this guy grow wings after being bitten?
Zhang Fan looked helpless.
Blame me.
While following them to continue walking into the town, they looked around.
I saw a lot of people dressed as waiters around, busy.
And the eyes of these waiters are gray-white, obviously all zombies.
It seems that zombies are not only inferior in strength to blood races, but also very low in status.
At the same time, Zhang Fan listened to the conversations of the blood races around him, and knew why these blood races turned humans into blood races and brought them to the town.
It turned out that the owner of this town was a marquis.
This marquis holds a beast contest every year.
The so-called Beast Contest is to let the blood races under his hands catch some humans back.
After turning humans into blood races, use these newly formed blood races to fight.
In the end, the winner of the gladiatorial battle will be given by the Marquis to a higher blood race.
Zhang Fan's heart was secretly moved. If he participated in a gladiatorial fight, wouldn't he be able to fight with those 6th, 7th or even 8th-level blood races?
As long as you kill them and take the blood core, can you improve your strength again?
If you want to escape, naturally the higher the strength, the better.
Thinking of this, Zhang Fan couldn't help being a little excited.
However, he is treated as ordinary people by them, and it is not certain whether he will let himself participate in the gladiatorial fight.
As he was thinking, they had come to a huge circular building.
This circular building used to be a stadium.
But it looks like it should be changed to the Colosseum of the Blood Race by now.
Those blood races, one by one, took the new blood races they found, lined up in three groups and entered the Colosseum.
It seems that there are a lot of kinship ~EbookFREE.me~ there are hundreds of people.
After entering the gate, there is a blood family responsible for registration.
He registered the name of the blood clan and the level of the new blood clan they found.
After the registration, people will take these new blood races to the beast cage.
But when they registered with the Earl Hong, they stopped.
"Level 10 Viscount!"
The registered blood cried out, his eyes widening.
When the other blood races in the line heard this, they all looked at Earl Man.
"I'm going, level 10!"
"This luck is too good!"
"Now human beings are getting more and more cunning. It is getting harder and harder to find a high-level quasi-martial artist to transform into a viscount. He can actually get a 10th-level viscount, amazing!"
"I really envy and hate!"
Amid the admiration of everyone, Earl Hong had a smug look on his face, pretending to be humble: "It's just good luck."
The person in charge of registration hurriedly complimented: "It's not only luck to get a 10th-level Viscount, but strength is also very important. And sometimes, luck is also part of strength. Earl Hong, take your new blood family, and meet directly Marquis. I believe the Marquis will not treat you badly."
Everyone around heard that they could meet the Marquis directly, and they were amazed and envied one by one.
Especially Earl William, with deep envy in his eyes.
At this time, it was Earl William's turn to register.
The person in charge of registration glanced at Zhang Fan and felt it, but he couldn't feel the slightest blood core aura on Zhang Fan.
His face suddenly sank: "Ordinary human? William, how dare you find an ordinary human to fool the Marquis?!"
"I……"
William also wanted to explain that the person in charge of the registration roared: "Come here, take them to see the Marquis, and wait for the Marquis to send you off!"
(End of this chapter)