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Stepping into the prison, the winner will live and the loser will die.
Here, it is indeed as cruel as the battlefield.
In Jiuxiao Continent, everyone is martial. This is no lie. A fighting arena can attract so many people, and even let people step into dangerous situations to fight in prison. This shows how strong people's will to pursue martial arts is.
"What are the rules of prison fighting?" Lin Feng asked.
"The person in charge of the prison fighting arena will announce the strength and achievements of the slave martial arts cultivators and monster beasts in the prison. Based on this, the people in the stands can choose which cell to enter, fight with humans or monster beasts, Of course, only those whose strength level is equal to that of slave martial arts and monster beasts, or even lower, can they step into the prison and have the right to fight. Otherwise, it would be meaningless. "
Wen Aoxue explained to Lin Feng.
Lin Feng nodded slightly. It was indeed true. If the people who entered the prison were much stronger than the slave martial cultivators and monsters, then the battle would be meaningless. The master of the prison arena would not do such a stupid thing.
"Also, those who enter the prison fight will pay the price of death if they lose, but if they win, they can obtain a lot of yuan stones. Many people sometimes go to prison to fight in prison for the yuan stones. , for example, if we have people in the galaxy, some people experience their courage and iron-bloodedness through prison battles, constantly break through the limits, and after obtaining the Yuan Stone, they go to practice in the training tower. In this way, the strength can be rapidly improved. Of course, it is also extremely Danger."
"Crisis coexists with opportunity. Which strong person has not stepped on the bones and struggled countless times in the dying state before finally reaching the sky."
There was a bit of solemnity in Wen Aoxue's voice, which made Lin Feng stunned. It seemed that this man, who was more beautiful than women, would often step into the prison. If he saw him for the first time, he would never dare to imagine it. .
While talking, the group of people continued to go down the stairs, and Lin Feng could clearly see the whole picture of the prison fighting arena.
This is a field as big as a football field. An extremely huge iron cage directly covers this vast field, as if it is falling from the sky.
The iron cage is about ten meters high and is divided into two large areas. In one area, a monster is fighting with a person, while in the other area, two people are fighting a life and death battle.
There are monster beasts and martial arts slaves in the two areas of the prison arena. The people in the stands can freely choose whether to fight the monster beasts or the slave martial arts cultivators.
At this moment, a figure stood in front of Lin Feng and others, and glanced at Lin Feng and others indifferently.
Wen Aoxue seemed to have expected this. She took out six middle-grade Yuan stones from her body and handed them to the other party. The other party immediately stepped aside and let Lin Feng and others go forward.
"The area of the first ten rows close to the prison fighting arena is located in the front and has the best view. Moreover, it also has the right to give priority to prison fighting. However, if you want to enter the area of the first ten rows, each person needs to pay a middle-grade yuan stone. ”
As Wen Aoxue walked, Lin Feng's eyes narrowed and he said, "One middle-grade Yuan stone is too much."
You know, a middle-grade Yuan Stone is enough to practice in any training room from the fourth to tenth floors of the training tower for a month. This is not a small amount.
"Not much, not much at all." To Lin Feng's surprise, Wen Aoxue shook his head directly and said, "Think about it, who are the people sitting in front of you."
"Those who want to engage in prison fighting, and those who are not short of Yuan Stone." Lin Feng pondered for a moment and responded.
"You are right. For those who want to fight in prison, as long as they win the fight, they can get at least ten middle-grade Yuan stones. The sacrifice of that one stone is naturally worth it. If they lose, it means death. , then there is no point in keeping the Yuan Stone on their bodies; as for the latter type of people, as you said, they don’t lack Yuan Stone at all, so they naturally don’t care.”
Wen Aoxue said, pointing to the third row and said, "Let's sit there."
"Okay." Lin Feng nodded. There were not many people in the first ten rows. Compared to the back, the positions were much more relaxed. After all, those who wanted to fight in prison and those who didn't care about Yuan Stone were still in the minority. .
Just when Lin Feng sat down, a battle in the prison arena also ended, which was the area where the slave martial cultivators were.
I saw the slave Wu Xiu, who was still shackled on his feet, inserting his hand into the heart of the prisoner. The blood was dripping, and the scene was extremely cruel.
But the crowd here was obviously used to it, and everyone started shouting wildly, which was very exciting and made their blood boil.
Liu Fei and Jingyun frowned, feeling a little uncomfortable seeing such a scene. Lin Feng, although slightly disturbed in his heart, was very calm on the surface. After being in this world for so long, he had already become accustomed to the law of the jungle. , the lives of the weak are worthless in this world.
"If you don't have absolute certainty, why bother to engage in a prison fight." Lin Feng shook his head slightly. The person who was killed was his own choice, and he could not blame others for his life or death.
"Lin Feng, if we were in the same realm, would you rather fight with monsters or slaves in martial arts?"
Wen Aoxue heard Lin Feng's whisper and asked Lin Feng curiously.
"Monster." Lin Feng replied without any hesitation.
Wen Aoxue was stunned when she heard Lin Feng's answer, and then said with a smile: "Your choice is not wrong. Many people think that in the same realm, monsters are generally stronger than people, but it is different here. Slave martial arts, they From the moment they become slaves, they face the danger of losing their lives at any time. They don’t know when they will die. Living is their only belief. Their desire to survive is stronger than anyone else. In order to live, They can do anything, be crazy, cruel, and bloodthirsty, just to have all their potentials unleashed and become more terrifying than monsters."
"Perhaps, sometimes you think you are stronger than them, and that is indeed the case, but when fighting in prison, you will find that the last person alive may not be you."
To live, what a humble dream.
Lin Feng sighed secretly in his heart, but shook his head and said: "You are right, but this is not why I said I would choose to fight the monster."
"No?" Wen Aoxue was slightly surprised and looked at Lin Feng.
"No." Lin Feng nodded and said: "Slave martial arts cultivators, although they are slaves and have no human rights, after all, they are human beings."
When Wen Aoxue heard Lin Fengwei's solemn words, his eyes narrowed, and a strange look flashed in his eyes.
"As you said, their only belief is to live. They kill those who are fighting because the other party wants their lives, and they want to live. No one can blame them for such a humble dream. Cruel, if you want me to kill people who have no hatred against me for some Yuan Stones and my own interests, I can't do it, and I feel guilty."
Lin Feng does not think that he is a good person, nor does he think that he is a savior, but at least while pursuing martial arts, he still has something in his heart that is worthy of his heart. In this way, above martial arts, he will not have What fetters hinder my progress
When Wen Aoxue heard Lin Feng's calm words, for the first time, he looked at the familiar prison fighting field, and his heart actually fluctuated.
Although those slave martial arts cultivators are slaves, they are still human beings!
Yes, they are human beings, but in this cruel world, many people never regard slaves as human beings. There are too few people like Lin Feng.
The vast majority of people are trying to continuously become stronger. In order to pursue becoming stronger and to achieve their own goals, they will do anything and kill people. It is normal.
"Maybe you are right. I have decided that I will only fight against monsters from now on."
Wen Aoxue smiled, but at this moment, a mocking voice came from not far behind.
"When did the people of Jiang Xingxing learn to be compassionate towards others? It's really ridiculous."
Lin Feng and Wen Aoxue turned their eyes and looked to the side behind them. They saw a group of young people in colorful clothes sitting there, with a somewhat arrogant attitude on their lips, looking down at Lin Feng and others, high above them.
"People from the aristocratic family!"
Lin Feng raised his eyebrows. Among this group of young people in colorful clothes, Lin Feng recognized one person. He was the young man he slapped on the day he entered Tianyi Academy, Bai Ze.