C134 Myriad Mountains(1)

"Young Master Lee, let's go to another place. There are some places that are similar to VIP seats in the Arena. My Zhao Family Chamber of Commerce also has some contact with this place, so we can go and ask for a room." Zhao Hanyan suggested.

The Zhao Family Chamber of Commerce had always been one of the three major chambers of commerce in the capital. There would be some connections in many aspects of the capital, so it was not strange that it had some connections with the Arena.

"Alright, then I'll have to trouble Miss Zhao." When Lee Zhuohua heard Zhao Hanyan say that there was a quiet environment, he thought that it was not bad, so he nodded and replied.

As for Zi Lan, she would follow wherever Lee Zhuohua went.

Just like that, the three of them left the noisy environment. Relying on Zhao Hanyan's connections, the three of them arrived at a spacious private room.

The location of this private room was at the top of the arena. Although it was a bit far away, it could clearly see the scene on the arena. It was quite a good place to watch.

After they arrived, the three of them didn't have to stand and watch the fights on the arena. They could sit down and watch.

"This place is pretty good." Lee Zhuohua said after sizing up the private room.

"Of course. This Arena has also earned quite a lot of money, so of course, it will arrange for some VIP seats. After all, the people who come to the Arena to play are not only the people below." Zhao Hanyan chuckled as he replied to Lee Zhuohua.

Hearing what Zhao Hanyan said, Lee Zhuohua seemed to have thought of something and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Oh? Then how do these VIPs play?" Lee Zhuohua asked Zhao Hanyan.

Lee Zhuohua only wanted to know why the Arena was so sought after, and Zhao Hanyan seemed to know the inside story, so Lee Zhuohua asked Zhao Hanyan directly.

Zhao Hanyan saw that Lee Zhuohua was asking him a question, and was about to open his mouth to explain it patiently.

However, Zi Lan spoke at this time.

"The distinguished guests are different from the gamblers below. They will bring their servants up to the Arena to fight with the servants of the other distinguished guests. They want to win more fame through the victory here, and they want to make a bet." Zi Lan said unhurriedly.

Zi Lan's answer was a little inappropriate, because Lee Zhuohua was asking Zhao Hanyan.

But what Zi Lan had said was indeed true. Therefore, other than being in a daze, Zhao Hanyan did not say anything else. After all, Zi Lan was Lee Zhuohua's subordinate, but because she was interrupted by Zi Lan, she looked at Zi Lan with a profound gaze.

"So that's how it is." Lee Zhuohua did not seem to feel that anything was amiss. After hearing Zi Lan's explanation, he could understand the situation in the Arena.

After Lee Zhuohua understood the situation of the Arena, he did not ask any further questions and turned his gaze to the arena below.

Earlier, he had asserted that the scar-faced man would lose. As expected, after Lee Zhuohua and the others came to this ornamental room, the scar-faced man was defeated by another Gladiator.

After the outcome of this battle was decided, it naturally caused the spectators in the Arena to cheer, but there were also some people who started cursing. Obviously, these people had placed their bets on the scar-faced man.

However, they never expected that the scar-faced man would actually lose, and one of the curses sounded a little familiar.

"Damn it, it's really as that kid said. The scar-faced guy actually lost. Aiyo, all of my belongings." The one who spoke was the rogue who had been taught a small lesson by Lee Zhuohua.

Lee Zhuohua swept his gaze across the rogue in the ornamental room and the corner of his mouth curled up into a smile.

There was a reason why he dared to say that the scar-faced man would lose. The rogue had said that the scar-faced man had already won three matches in a row. It was likely that his physical strength would not be as good as his in this match.

Furthermore, Lee Zhuohua had already seen that his opponent's cultivation was higher than the scar-faced man's.

That was why Lee Zhuohua dared to say that Scar Face would lose.

In the arena, under the cheers and curses of the audience, the battle had also ended. Next, it was time for the next battle.

"Interesting. Although it can't compare to the battle between us cultivators, this kind of competition is still more exciting." Lee Zhuohua looked at the arena and said with a smile.

Under his attentive gaze, two other Gladiators with explosive muscles walked up to the arena.

However, the two Gladiators were clearly different from the other two as the stench of blood emanating from their bodies was even more intense. It seemed that the two of them had a lot of combat experience.

In fact, these two Gladiators were the servants that the distinguished guests brought with them.

Normally speaking, the servants that the honored guests brought along with them would be much more powerful than the ones in the arena.

After all, the Gladiators in the Arenas were all unorthodox, while the servants were all trained. Thus, the honored guests did not want their servants to lose face by being defeated.

As the two Gladiators walked up to the arena, the audience burst into cheers that were even more intense than before.

"Wan Shaan, Wan Shaan, Wan Shaan!" The cheers of the audience gradually converged into a single name, as if they were shouting out a certain person.

This commotion also surprised Lee Zhuohua, who was in the ornamental rooms.