Folk Card Maker: Starting from Painted Skin.

Chapter 187 Solo Secret Realm
The Card Makers Association of Magic City has actually been keeping an eye on Zhang Jingtian.

After all, he seems to be the most promising one among these young card makers.

However, when they learned that Zhang Jingtian planned to go to the secret realm alone, several responsible persons were still very surprised.

As usual, they persuaded Zhang Jingtian:
"It's not that we don't trust you, but the stakes are very high."

Zhang Jingtian raised his eyebrows and continued:

"I know, but I'm not just any platinum card maker. My four Heroic Spirit cards are all orange cards. My equipment cards are also orange cards, and I also have a few orange spell cards."

Zhang Jingtian showed off his strength one by one, which immediately made several staff members of the Card Makers Association jealous.

Many of them are not even as good as Zhang Jingtian!

When thinking about his age, it is easy to sigh that heroes emerge from youth.

At this moment, Zhang Jingtian calmly glanced at the card makers:

"In fact, I was the absolute main force in the last secret realm. Rather than encountering teammates who drag us down in the secret realm, it's better for me to be alone and have less worries."

"Think this through carefully," the staff member finally softened his stance. "That's a secret realm, not a dungeon. If you die in there, no one can save you."

"Yeah," Zhang Jingtian nodded, "I have no problem."

Afterwards, Zhang Jingtian went to the location of this secret place.

The place where the secret realm appeared this time was even more remote than a public toilet, because it was in a small city near the Magic City.

The secret realm is hidden beside a small path. Recently, many people have accidentally passed by and were swallowed up by the secret realm.

Zhang Jingtian took a deep breath, and then walked into the secret realm without distraction.

When Zhang Jingtian opened his eyes again, he had already appeared in the secret realm.

The first thing he did after arriving was to look around and determine the era and place he was in.

Apparently, he was lying in a thatched hut.

When Zhang Jingtian stood up, everywhere he looked, he saw the kind of small wooden houses that are very common in costume dramas.

He could probably be sure that the time node of this secret realm should be a certain dynasty in ancient times.

At this time, a man came towards Zhang Jingtian on horseback. This man looked particularly cold and had a knife on his waist.

"Who are you? Are you also a refugee? Who allowed you to come here?!"

After hearing the other party's words, Zhang Jingtian roughly understood the era he was living in.

"Sir, I'm not a refugee, this is my home!"

The sergeant took a look at Zhang Jingtian before saying, "Don't wander around. This city has been in turmoil lately!"

After the sergeant left, Zhang Jingtian found a beggar hiding in a corner and said to him cautiously:

"Brother, do you know what happened in this city?"

The beggar said nothing, but just stretched out his hand.

As a result, the next second, there was a person next to Zhang Jingtian, and the beggar was so scared that he almost fainted.

"Will you tell it or not?" Daji, who was next to Zhang Jingtian, asked indifferently.

The beggar nodded quickly and told everything he knew:
"A month ago, some very strange people came to our city. They said they wanted to set up a fighting arena in the city to see if anyone could beat them.

At first, no one paid them any attention. Then they suddenly announced that if no one could defeat them, they would kill one person in the city every night. Zhang Jingtian sighed, "So blatant! Are the officials not doing anything?"

The beggar shook his head. "There's no way. The government officials are no match for them. And they said that if the government officials try to confront them head-on or go out to tip them off, they'll kill everyone in the city!"

"Is there anyone coming to challenge?" Zhang Jingtian asked immediately.

The beggar nodded. "Yes, there were many of them! But it was all in vain, because those people were defeated. They were no match for them."

After hearing this, Zhang Jingtian sighed helplessly:

"So you're just going to wait for them to kill one person a day until they're all gone?"

The beggar chuckled and said, "Yes. But they always start killing the nobles first, so we all think that they are eliminating harm for the people! Even if it's my turn, I, a beggar, will die."

Zhang Jingtian said "oh" and immediately guessed the key to this secret realm.

It's a fight, and the people who set up the ring are obviously the people from the Disaster Alien.

But they are definitely not good people who rob the rich to help the poor and eliminate harm to the people. They will definitely kill everyone in the end.

"Where is the arena?" Zhang Jingtian asked immediately.

The beggar was stunned for a moment and looked at Zhang Jingtian in surprise:
"Are you going to give it a try?"

His eyes were full of suspicion. After all, Zhang Jingtian, who looked weak and fragile, didn't look like someone who knew kung fu.

"Yes." Zhang Jingtian smiled: "I don't want to die suddenly. I want to hold life and death firmly in my own hands."

The beggar felt that he could not stop the person who wanted to commit suicide, so he stretched out his finger and pointed outside.

Zhang Jingtian nodded, then rushed in the direction the beggar pointed.

There, Zhang Jingtian indeed saw a ring, and there were even quite a few onlookers nearby.

But no one dared to stand on the stage.

When Zhang Jingtian appeared, many people's eyes fell on him.

Not all people were as indifferent as the beggar, but after seeing Zhang Jingtian's appearance, the hope that had just been ignited in them was extinguished again.

Zhang Jingtian jumped onto the stage without a care, then patted his chest and said:

"I'm here to challenge you, please sign me up!"

At this time, a veiled, mysterious woman walked towards Zhang Jingtian with a sword in her hand.

Zhang Jingtian could tell at a glance that all the materials produced in this secret realm were from the human race.

It seemed that he had no choice but to sell them all.

"Have you thought it through?" The woman's cold eyes swept across Zhang Jingtian's face and continued:

"Once you've started the challenge, you can't regret it. We won't show mercy. You can't leave the ring unless you die!"

Zhang Jingtian nodded lazily: "Of course, then I will kill your people later, is that okay?"

The female swordsman chuckled. "How arrogant! If you can really do it, we will never break our promise!"

After saying this, this seemingly bad-tempered female swordsman became the first person Zhang Jingtian needed to challenge.

He narrowed his eyes, not nervous at all, because the opponent was only at the purple card level.

(End of this chapter)