"You dare to stop me? You don't want to be a centurion anymore?" Song Yuchun was frantically trying to break free but he was unable to break free from the bindings of the ninth Tian Qi layer.
"Young Master, even if your grandfather was here, he wouldn't dare to let you cause trouble here because Marshal Su Mo might be watching from the shadows. I'm doing this for your own good. Also, there's one thing I have to tell you. Whether or not I can become a centurion is only related to my own strength and my battle achievements. It has nothing to do with your grandfather.
The words of the centurion, as well as the ferocious expression on his face, stunned Song Yuchun. He had long heard that the Underworld Army was strictly disciplined, and that they were not in his family. As long as one had a status, they could do whatever they wanted. Here, a mere centurion dared to teach him a lesson.
"Besides, I also thought of a solution for you. Captain Song Yang is not one of the examiners. After you enter, you can use his strength to teach that guy a lesson. What do you think?"
"Alright."
Song Yuchun waved his big sleeve and glared at Long Chen. Then, he walked into the Spirit Colosseum.
Long Chen saw all of this with his eyes.
"Thank you very much." said Long Chen to the centurion during the registration.
"If you want to listen to my advice, don't go in. I see that you are very talented and have a huge potential. You are a mere fourth Tian Qi layer and yet you are able to fool around like that. That's why I'm warning you. Wait a few years and you won't meet someone like Song Yuchun. Besides, you are very confident." said the centurion while looking at Long Chen. Then, he lowered his head and advised.
"I am very confident right now." said Long Chen while smiling. His smile was filled with confidence.
"Alright."
The centurion realized that he had underestimated Long Chen. From Long Chen's smile and words, he could feel that he was a very steady young man. He wouldn't do anything dangerous.
After the registration, Long Chen got his own number and walked into the Spirit Colosseum. Many people were dumbstruck when they saw that Long Chen was actually able to enter. They could only say that he was really too mysterious.
Among the people who had successfully registered, there were many people who entered the Spirit Colosseum with him. Those people all had nervous expressions on their faces but their faces were filled with dreams. The Netherworld Army was their dream. After looking at those people, Long Chen suddenly felt that he was very strange.
"Even though I'm definitely not as old as them, why do I feel like I've been through a lot."
On this point, Long Chen was quite speechless.
Perhaps it was because he had experienced a lot, but he didn't care much about dreams. What urged him to move forward was more responsibility. His responsibility to his father, his responsibility to love Lingxi, and his responsibility to his brother Mo Xiaolang. It was these responsibilities that urged him to move forward, not dreams.
It was as if he had never had a dream of his own.
The Spirit Colosseum in front of him was an incomparably huge building. Long Chen walked through the huge and spacious door. It was dark inside. Along with the others, the sound of footsteps echoed throughout the space. Finally, they saw a light in front of them. After walking out of the light, Long Chen realized that it was just a small door inside the Spirit Colosseum.
At the door, there were many Netherworld Army soldiers.
"Rookies, find a seat and sit down. Once everyone enters, the selection will truly begin."
Following the instructions of the Netherworld Army, Long Chen sat down on a wooden chair not far away. There were tens of thousands of seats like this. Tens of thousands of seats surrounded the Spirit Colosseum below. The Spirit Colosseum was a flat and wide piece of black soil. There were many ferocious beast footprints on it, as well as traces of battle. The soil gave off a thick smell of blood. Traces of blood had already dried up, but it was still possible to see that there had been a large pool of blood before.
This meant that many people and beasts had died in this place.
The air was filled with a solemn atmosphere.
One by one, the trainees of the Netherworld Army came out of the small door and sat down in the seats that surrounded the Spirit Colosseum. Because there were tens of thousands of seats, there were only a few hundred people present. Everyone didn't trust each other, so they sat very sparsely. There wasn't anyone within ten meters of Long Chen.
Long Chen should be considered to have arrived early.
The registration would probably only end at noon. The real selection would probably only begin at this time.
The Spirit Colosseum, as the name implied, was used to battle with ferocious beasts. It was also a way for the Netherworld Army, and even ordinary martial artists, to temper themselves. Long Chen felt the ground tremble. It was clear that there were many ferocious beasts in the Spirit Colosseum.
At the same time, there were also battle puppet beasts created by puppet masters. They also had powerful battle strength and could even activate battle skills. There were many puppet masters in the Netherworld Army.
The participants could freely choose their opponents. Generally speaking, the ferocious beasts were more ferocious, while the puppet beasts were more powerful. However, they were more mechanical.
As long as they received the approval of the four examiners, they would succeed.
This selection would probably last for several days before the thousands of people finished fighting. The fact that they could take out thousands of ferocious beasts and puppet beasts showed how generous the Netherworld Army was.
The Netherworld Army held a selection every month. It wasn't a grand selection, so there were only four first stage Divine Martial realm martial artists in charge.
At this moment, Long Chen looked at the front of the Bestial Battle Arena. It was filled with Underworld soldiers. Surrounded by the Underworld soldiers, there were four huge seats placed horizontally in front of the Bestial Battle Arena. From this position, one could clearly see every detail of the Bestial Battle Arena. At the same time, one could release one's prestige.
The four examiners would probably sit in this position when they arrived.
Just like the four tycoons, they gave off a huge intimidating aura.
It wasn't time yet. Long Chen was so bored that he closed his eyes and rested. It wasn't easy to enter the Netherworld Battlefield. Time gradually passed. The people in the Spirit Colosseum grew more and more. Many of the Spirit Colosseum's tens of thousands of seats were already half full. This time, there were especially many people participating in the selection. There were roughly five thousand people.
Fortunately, Long Chen had chosen to enter at the beginning. That way, he wouldn't have to wait so long.
With so many people, the surroundings became much noisier. Even though the Netherworld Army was very strict and no one dared to speak, some small conversations could be heard.
They were all talking about the selection this time.
"I heard that the four examiners this time are very strict. Every one of them is very flexible. Sometimes, even if you perform perfectly, they can still find flaws and eliminate you. This time, it's even more abnormal. There are over five thousand people participating, but only one hundred are being recruited. Doesn't that mean that if you can't instantly kill your opponent, it's basically impossible to enter?"
"Don't worry too much. Five thousand people, four examiners. The selection is for the most outstanding one hundred people. I believe that I have the strength. With my strength, if I can't be selected, there must be some inside story. At worst, I'll just go to another main city. I can still participate."
All kinds of discussions filled Long Chen's ears.
"As expected, there's a chiliarch, Song Yang, who's in the first stage of the Divine Martial realm."
Song Yuchun and Song Yang were definitely related.
"It seems that I have to perform the most outstanding this time. Otherwise, I really won't be able to enter. I have to perform so well that no one can say anything."
Long Chen secretly made up his mind.
Only one hundred out of five thousand people could enter. Moreover, he had to suit the tastes of the four examiners. The difficulty was actually quite high. Even Long Chen himself wasn't absolutely confident.
Soon, it was noon.
"Look, it's that Ye Xuan."
At this moment, a handsome young man, accompanied by several soldiers of the Underworld Army, entered the hall.
"With his strength, he could have entered the Netherworld Army directly. I didn't expect him to participate in the selection."
"That's right. I really don't know what this guy is thinking. He's already in the Divine Martial realm, but he still wants to fight with us for that spot."
"He's using his own strength to prove that he didn't enter the Netherworld Army by relying on connections. Unlike some people, who try their best to squeeze themselves in just because they have some connections. Those who enter by relying on connections will sooner or later die under the cruel rules of the Netherworld Army."
"After hearing what you guys said, I'm starting to admire this Ye Xuan."
"He's handsome, young, and has a strong background. He's powerful and has great potential. This Ye Xuan is simply a perfect person. If only I were him, that would be great."
"Yeah, and he has such a perfect older sister …"
Under the envious gazes of the crowd, Ye Xuan casually found a seat. After sitting down, he didn't say anything. He looked down at the arena with an indifferent expression.
From his expression, it was impossible to tell that he had suffered a fatal attack last night.
"I wonder if this Ye Xuan knows who killed him that day." Long Chen glanced over.
At this moment, an old man wearing ordinary Netherworld Armor sat down beside Ye Xuan. This old man was a bit strange. Long Chen sized him up a bit and determined that this guy should be in the Divine Martial realm. Moreover, he was above the first tier of the Divine Martial realm.
His senses had always been very sharp. After comparing Ye Xuan with this old man, he was more or less certain.
Ye Xuan began to chat with this old man. His face was brimming with a faint smile.
"This old man must be a high-ranking member of the Netherworld Army who came to watch. He should be a major who leads ten thousand Netherworld Army soldiers."