Several teenagers suddenly changed their faces and felt a murderous spirit. They came, shivering and almost suffocating. They wanted to speak, but they were stuck in their throat and couldn''t even say a word!


    "Fat man, let''s go!"


    Luo Zheng turned and walked towards the entrance of the fighting arena.


    After Luo Zheng left, several teenagers couldn''t help but breathe a sigh of relief and return to their senses. They were already soaked in the rain.


    "Who is this man? Look at his appearance, that is, he is just about our age. How can his breath be so amazing that it is more terrible than facing the patriarch!"


    "Hum, pretend. I can''t see the power of this man!"


    "You see, he walked towards the entrance. Does he still want to enter now?"


    Several teenagers whispered and discussed, as if they had lingering palpitations, and one or two teenagers were very unconvinced.


    "Hum, there''s no place at this time. It''s ridiculous that he still wants to enter!"


    "Looking at him, I''m afraid that the few people who were abandoned by Jiang Zhenchuan have something to do with him!"


    "It must be so. Jiang Pengzu ranks fifth in the true biography of lierizong and is also the son of Jiang Changlao. Shen Luoyi ranks tenth. There is a great difference in strength and power. The victory and defeat of this fight have long been decided!"


    Seeing Luo Zheng and Wang Nian walking towards the entrance, several teenagers guessed something and sneered.


    "Boy, what do you want to do? The tickets for this fight have been sold out. Go away quickly and don''t make trouble here. Otherwise, you''ll be overwhelmed!"


    Seeing Luo Zheng and Wang Nian coming over, the guard thought it was a teenager who wanted to sneak into the fighting field and immediately scolded.


    "There are no seats left in the martial arts arena? Is there always a reserved VIP seat? Let your master come out and I will naturally talk to him."


    Luo Zheng doesn''t have time to waste words with these small characters. There can''t be even a place to intervene in the martial arts arena. Moreover, in places like this, whether it''s martial arts fighters, Dan arena or weapon arena, there must be reserved places.


    This can prevent the sudden arrival of big people, unable to arrange, and offend people with status. These are conventions!


    "Who are you? Want to enter the reserved VIP seat?"


    The guard was immediately surprised. If it is a person who is qualified to enter the VIP seat, they can''t arrange it. They must ask the master to do something.


    However, it is absolutely impossible for these guards to rush to invite the master. In case Luo Zheng and he are not qualified to enter them and just come to fish in troubled waters, they will also be severely punished.


    Moreover, those who can be guards have good eyesight. They know the lierizongli in Longquan City who are about this age and qualified to enter the VIP seat.


    But Luo Zheng and Wang Nian are very strange.


    "Take my ID card and invite your master."


    Luo Zheng was so anxious that he didn''t want to waste time at all. He took out his identity card of the weapon refining master directly.


    "Master smelter!"


    As soon as several guards saw the ID card, they immediately turned pale, respectfully took it, said master, wait a minute, and quickly reported it to the police.


    Luo Zheng''s age can be seen at a glance. He will never be more than 20 years old, and the weapon refining masters over 20 years old are definitely famous talents in the whole central area. Even if they have not heard of Luo Zheng''s name, these guards will never neglect it!


    "My Lord, there is a master of refining utensils who wants to enter the VIP seat to watch fighting martial arts. This is his identity card."


    The guard found a leader of the fighting field and reported it immediately.


    "Master craftsman? We have rules in the martial arts arena. If you don''t make an appointment in advance, only the master craftsman level can enter the VIP seat at will!"


    There was an impatient expression on the principal''s face.


    "But this master is very young, probably not more than 20 years old, or even younger!"


    "Well, take a look."


    The principal stretched out his hand to take a look at the identity card of the smelter, and his face showed disdain. "Hum, it''s just the identity card issued by the smelter guild in a small country outside the central area. I don''t know how much water there is. This kind of person wants to enter the VIP seat? It''s fantastic! You let him go!"


    The central area is like the imperial city of the Yuan Wu world. Both civilians and nobles regard the martial artists outside the central area as a lowly race, and don''t pay attention to Luo Zheng''s identity card.


    The guard took the ID card and returned to the entrance. He looked at Luo Zheng and Wang Nian with a look of contempt and said, "our master said that at least we need a master of refining tools before we can enter the VIP seat. Get out!"


    "Get out?"


    When Luo Zheng heard the speech, he narrowed his eyes, took out Shi Zizhen''s token and said, "take this to your master. Maybe he will change his mind."


    "Hum, you lowly races, it''s no use even taking out the jade seal of your dynasty! You''re told to go away, do you hear me?"


    The guards sneered, sharpened their hands and showed their fierce eyes.