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When the person in charge of prison fighting finished speaking, the stands in the prison fighting arena suddenly became lively. Burn*wen*
You can take the Red Flame Demonic Lion away. This temptation is not that great. If the Red Flame Demonic Lion is allowed to grow up, it will be too terrifying.
Of course, if you want to take away the Red Flame Demonic Lion, you must first take out twenty middle-grade Yuan Stones, and you must defeat the Red Flame Demonic Lion. Failure will result in death.
It is obviously impossible for people in the prison fighting arena to allow people above the fifth level of the Lingwu Realm to participate in the prison fighting. It is too difficult to defeat the powerful Red Flame Demon Lion with a cultivation level of the fifth level of the Lingwu Realm. Moreover, It is undoubtedly even more difficult to control not to kill the Red Flame Demonic Lion.
Sure enough, the person leading the Red Flame Demon Lion spoke again: "Of course, those who participate in the prison fight must be at the fifth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm or below. If we cannot control it and kill the Red Flame Demon Lion, we will I will also compensate you with one hundred yuan stones.”
Many people's eyes gradually dimmed, and this huge temptation was beyond their reach.
Lin Qian's group of people were all disciples of Xueyue Holy Academy. At this time, many people's eyes fell on the young man sitting next to Lin Qian.
"Senior Brother Mu Fan, do you want to take down this red flame demon lion?"
Someone said, and the young man named Mu Fan stared at the red flame demon lion in the prison arena, his eyes flickering.
His strength is at the fifth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm, which is comparable to the fifth-level spiritual beast, the Red Flame Demonic Lion.
"Senior Brother Mu Fan, if you are willing to go, I can tell the people in the fighting arena that even if you lose, it doesn't matter, as long as you don't get hurt by that beast."
Another person spoke, which made Mu Fan's eyes light up and he glanced at the person who spoke.
Mu Fan knows the identity of the other party, and the other party is indeed capable of doing this.
As long as he wins, he can take the red flame demon lion away. If he loses, he only needs to spend twenty yuan stones, and his life will not be in danger. This kind of thing, anyone will be willing to do it.
After taking a deep look at the speaker, Mu Fan's eyes flickered. At this time, the young man who spoke also nodded to Mu Fan and gave him a reassuring look.
"Okay, I'll try it."
Mu Fan suddenly felt enlightened when he saw this look in his eyes, and realized that this was... the other party intended to give this red flame demon lion to him.
"Senior Brother Mu Fan is indeed very courageous. He will definitely be able to defeat the magician." The man spoke again, and the crowd immediately echoed.
The figure flickered, and Mu Fan stepped forward in the air and appeared in front of the prison arena in an instant, attracting a burst of envious eyes.
"Senior Brother Mu Fan's Qinggong movement is so beautiful. His reputation as Qingying is well-deserved. It enhances the majesty of our Holy Court."
Someone from the group of people in Xueyue Holy Court spoke loudly and immediately attracted many eyes.
"It turns out he is from Xueyue Holy Court, no wonder he is so powerful."
"These people are disciples of the Holy Academy. They have a distinguished status and will definitely be big shots in the future."
Many people whispered, making those people even more proud, holding their heads high and arrogant.
The founder of Xueyue Holy Court was disrupted by others, which caused a slight loss in the majesty of the academy. The disciples of Xueyue Holy Court were looking for various opportunities to prove the majesty of the Holy Court. During this time, there have been many Xueyue The people of the Holy Academy shined brightly, and their reputation gradually spread, and they were called the First Academy. In a few years, their strength may surpass those of the major sects, leaving Tianyi Academy behind.
At this time, these people from Xueyue Holy Academy are undoubtedly building momentum for the academy.
Lin Qian was sitting among the crowd of Xueyue Holy Court, with a look of arrogance on her beautiful face. She was very proud to be a disciple of the Holy Court. In the near future, she would be able to return home in fine clothes and let everyone in Yangzhou City see her. She, Lin Qian, is so beautiful outside.
Mu Fan landed on the ground, stepped out, and walked towards the iron gate of the Prison Arena. However, at this moment, a figure quietly appeared in front of him and reached the iron gate.
This scene made Mu Fan's pupils shrink. Someone actually dared to get in front of him.
The eyes of the crowd also condensed, and they also guessed that today it might be the disciples of Xueyue Holy Courtyard who came to establish their power. No one with a discerning eye would compete with the people of Xueyue Holy Courtyard, but at this moment, they Some people didn't seem to give much face and rushed to the iron gate first.
As for the disciples of Xueyue Holy Academy, their expressions changed, especially the young man who had exchanged glances with Mu Fan just now, a sharp light flashed in his eyes.
Mu Fan saw that the person in front of him was still stepping forward and was only one step away from entering the prison. He couldn't help but shout: "Stop."
The man in front stopped and then slowly turned around. Only then did the crowd see his front, but they still couldn't see his face.
Because this person actually wore a silver mask on his face, giving him a cold and stern look.
This person is naturally Lin Feng.
"Is something wrong?" Lin Feng's voice came out of his mouth, but because he was wearing a silver mask, his voice changed slightly.
"Didn't you see that I came down first?"
Mu Fan said indifferently. He was sure that when he stepped forward, there was absolutely no one in front of him. But when he paused, Lin Feng passed directly behind him and reached the prison first.
"You said you wanted to have a prison fight?"
Lin Feng asked lightly, which made Mu Fan's eyes narrow. He indeed didn't say anything.
Seeing that Mu Fan was silent, Lin Feng added: "Since you didn't say you wanted to have a prison fight, naturally whoever steps into the cage first will have a prison fight."
Mu Fan's eyes flickered, and then he said: "Mu Fan, a disciple of Xiaxue Yueshengyuan, I hope that my friends will give me face. Let me do this prison fight."
When Mu Fan spoke, he emphasized the words "Xueyue Holy Courtyard" very hard, as if he was afraid that Lin Feng would not hear.
Lin Feng sneered, Xueyue Holy Courtyard
"Sorry, I have never heard of Xueyue Holy Courtyard. As for you, I don't even know you. Why should I give you face?"
Lin Feng's words uttered, and many people's eyes suddenly froze. Such a loud tone, Xueyue Holy Court said that they had never heard of it.
Many of the disciples of Xueyue Holy Academy stood up and glared at Lin Feng. This person seemed to be very arrogant.
"Your Excellency, please don't be ignorant."
Mu Fan stared at Lin Feng, his tone was cold and threatening, which made Lin Feng sneer even more and said: "I don't know what is good from what is good."
While speaking, Lin Feng turned around and prepared to step directly into the prison fighting arena.
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At this time, there was another influence, causing Lin Feng to take back the steps he had just taken. He turned around and looked towards the stands. The speaker was a disciple of Xue Yue, sitting next to Lin Qian. Yuan is the person who asked Mu Fan to fight in prison just now.
"What's wrong with you?" Lin Feng sneered in his heart. He naturally knew that this man, like Mu Fan, was a member of the Xueyue Holy Courtyard.
"This prison fight belongs to Senior Brother Mu Fan."
This man said indifferently, with a hint of irresistibility in his voice. Coupled with the gorgeous clothes and aura he was wearing, it was obvious at a glance that he was a noble man with an extraordinary status.
"Who will fight in prison, and when will it be up to you to decide?"
Lin Feng asked coldly.
"It doesn't matter what I say. You can ask the person who presides over the prison fight, who will come first in this prison fight?"
The young man's voice was indifferent, with a sense of confidence in his temperament. Everyone's eyes turned to the prison arena and looked at the person holding the red flame demon lion.
The man raised his hand, pointed his finger at Mu Fan, and said calmly: "He will do this prison fight."
Hearing this, the young man showed a smile and said, "What I said is correct!"
Lin Feng saw the proud and arrogant look in the other person's eyes, and the exposed eyes showed a strong look of ridicule. He raised his steps, came to the side, and said in his mouth: "Whoever you are talking about is who, this prison fight I will never set foot in this place again. In addition, I suggest that you don’t have to spend yuan stones to come here to watch these jokes.”
Hearing Lin Feng's words, the young man frowned and said coldly: "What do you mean by that?"
"Didn't I make it clear enough? Then let me explain it again." Lin Feng sneered: "Some time ago, I heard that there was a scandal in the Prison Arena. Someone actually entered the Prison Arena and failed to survive. The battle was forcibly stopped. Prisoners Not only did the people in the fighting arena not have an explanation, they even wanted the slaves who disobeyed orders to die. I didn’t believe it at first, but today, after witnessing the shady shady scenes of the prison fighting ground with my own eyes, I believe it. It’s already so rotten, what’s the point of coming back.”