Chapter 3564: : Anonymous brain damage

"It's not long-winded, what's up with you." Amu looked at these people coldly, murderous, and imposing, it actually shocked many people who were stronger than him to shut up.
"This kid." These people scolded a few times, and no one dared to tease him.
"Here, it is the Blood Prison Battle Palace. You enter here and you will be a fighter in the future. The fighters here are divided into several levels, black blood fighters, silver blood fighters, golden blood fighters, and scarlet blood fighters. King, and the highest and most precious Purple Blood Fighting Emperor!"
Amu looked at Mu Feng and said, at a young age, there is a kind of old age.
Don't look at him as a child, but don't think of him as a child. It's just that many races are special and grow slowly.
For example, the Phoenix Protoss, thousands of years are only equivalent to one year old for ordinary humans. Almost all of the Protoss grows very slowly compared to ordinary humans, but relative to their long lifespan, this growth process is nothing.
"You are so young, you are Scarlet Blood Fight King?" Wuming stared at the child in front of him in surprise.
"Hmph, that's of course, among the people of the God King level, I am already the Dou King."
Amu proudly said: "When my cultivation base breaks through to the realm of the emperor, I will be able to get rid of this slave status and become a true fighter in the One Blood Prison Battle Palace."
"How are these fighter levels distinguished?" Wuming asked curiously.
"Where's the Black Blood Warrior, just enter here, you are just the lowest level fighter." Amu said.
"By the way, what state are you?" Amu asked.
"I, I don't know." Wuming was at a loss for a while.
"You are an adult, how come you are also a emperor, um, for example, if you are a emperor, go to the battle of the emperor, as long as you can maintain ten consecutive victories without losing, you can be promoted to the silver blood fighter. Then, in the battle of the silver blood fighter level, if you can win 20 games in a row, then you can advance to the gold blood fighter."
"In the battle of the Golden Blood Warrior, if you can win 30 games, you can be promoted to the Scarlet Blood Fighting King. The Scarlet Blood Fighting King is very rare. If you can become the Fighting King, you can get rid of your slave status regardless of the realm. Become the core disciple of the Bloody Battle Palace."
Amu introduced.
"That's it."
Unknown suddenly.
And this is, a group of people came over, and everyone in the cage quickly got up and saluted.
"Master!"
"Master!"
The person here was a young man named Jinyi, it was Nan Mu. The eyes of these fighters looked at Nan Mu with awe and hatred.
"The son." Amu got up and saluted.
Nan Mu came to this cage, looked at Wuming and Amu inside, nodded.
"Amu, how is he?"
Nan Mu asked.
"My son, he can't remember anything. He doesn't even know what his name is. I call him nameless." Amu said.
Nan Mu looked at Mu Feng who was missing half of his head, frowning, and said: "If you don't remember it, you won't be able to remember. Who he was before is not important anymore. Now he is my fighter, nameless. From now on, I will be Your master, kneel down and call the master."
Unlisted raised his eyebrows and said, "I won't kneel."
"Nameless, get down on your knees, don't be rude to the son." Amu's expression changed, and he quickly said to Wuming, afraid that he would be killed.
"Presumptuous, who do you think you are? When you come here, you are the son's slave."
"Kneel down!"
The two strong men behind Nan Mu coldly shouted, the coercion of the top main shrouded Wuming, and wanted to kneel Wuming.
However, Wuming did not react at all, and the two men looked surprised.
"Why don't you kneel?" Nan Mu asked indifferently.
"Although I can't remember many things, there is a voice in my heart telling me that in this world, no one except my parents and master can make me kneel."
Wuming said indifferently.
"Oh, interesting." Nan Mu was not angry when he heard that, but looked at Mu Feng with a funny face.
"If you don’t kneel, don’t kneel. Now that you are awake, you should understand your current identity. You are a slave you want to buy. Now you are my fighter. I saved you and spent a lot of resources to repair it. Body, you must fight for me."
Nan Mu looked at Wuming and said lightly.
"Okay, I will help you win the Emperor Dou reward, and then you let me free." Wuming directly agreed.
"What, Emperor Dou? Hahahaha..."
"This boy, his tone is really arrogant, Dou Huang, does he know what Dou Huang concept? It depends on him."
"There is something wrong with the brain but the tone is not small."
The people around burst into laughter, and even Amu looked at Mu Feng with weird eyes.
"Ha ha……"
Nan Mu also laughed and said, "Well, if you can help me win the title of Emperor Dou, I can return you free. Tomorrow, tomorrow I will arrange a fight for you."
Nan Mu then looked at Amu and said, "Amu, teach him the rules here. I don't like people talking to me so unscrupulously."
"It's the son."
Amu quickly said.
After Nan Mu finished speaking, he glanced at the other people, walked around and left.
"You fellow, aren't you afraid of death?" After Nan Mu left, Amu stared blankly.
"I'm afraid of death, but I'm not afraid of him." Wuming said.
"You have to die if you offend the son. You are really lucky. Someone who dared to talk to the son like this before has already died by refining the soul."
Amu said.
"Yeah, I feel like I can squeeze him to death."
Wuming frowned and said.
"You, huh, you can speak big words, the son is the ten-fold master god, and he is about to become the master king. He is the little son of the blood prison battle palace, the youngest son of the blood prison master."
Amu snorted lightly, gave a blank glance, and said in a bad mood, "I see the son going to bow, you know."
"Oh." Wuming said indifferently.
"My name is Amu. I think you're the Kuaimu. No, brain-dead, I tell you, tomorrow you don't get killed by someone. I will tell you some of my fighting skills."
As Amu said, an evil spirit divine power rushed to Mu Feng's head from his divine sea.
However, he discovered that Mu Feng's Shenhai couldn't get in at all, and he seemed to be in a self-sealed state.
"How could this be...you sealed yourself?"
Amu asked in surprise.
"I don't know either, but it seems that everything will not be known until my head is fully grown."
Wuming smiled, pointing to his head that lacked a big hole, his smile was particularly scary.
"I'm already a monster, and you seem to be a monster too." Amu whispered.
"By the way, Amu, why are you here?" Wuming asked.
"The son said that my parents were killed when I was a child, and he picked me up. I don't know the memory of my childhood. Then I am here." Amu said.
Wuming said: "If one day, I take you out of here, will you go?"
"If I don't leave, I will stay in the Blood Prison Fight Palace and become the Emperor of the Fight! Then I will become the core disciple of the Blood Prison Fight Palace."