_Chapter 83: The Bloody Colosseum
Ye Feng nodded slightly, it is true, the martial arts slaves who were sent to the Slave Beast City were simply the doom of facing death all the time, although they were contemptuously called "slave beasts", but after all, they were enslaved human beings, not real beasts, hating being enslaved, wanting to fight back from the death, pulling a cushion, killing one is enough, killing two is more cost-effective, this kind of thinking is too normal. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE。 info Even Ye Feng looked at the cheering crowd of onlookers, with a sneer on his face, I'm afraid that if these onlookers are forcibly enslaved, if they are called "slave beasts", they will also have incomparable hatred and desperate thoughts of pulling back, right?
"In addition, in addition to sharpening their courage and experience, the trainees also have an advantage, that is, on behalf of the audience outside the field, enter the field to fight with the slaves, which can often stimulate a more enthusiastic atmosphere, because the audience, will see the people on the battlefield as their own incarnation, there is a sense of 'substitution', the person in charge of the Colosseum took the opportunity to set up a variety of gambling markets, for the guests to bet on the fight, in order to earn more profits. The students who fight in the next battle, if they win, can often get a certain handicap commission in proportion, and many students from civilian families often regard this way as a shortcut to making money, and there are many phenomena of taking the initiative to fight slaves and beasts for the sake of Gangshi. Of course, this way of making money also attracts many martial artists in the capital to participate and achieve a win-win situation with the owners of the Colosseum. ”
Ling Yixian further explained the way to make money in the Colosseum, and Ye Feng was stunned when he heard it, he didn't expect that many martial artists could also please a large number of audiences and earn cultivation wealth by fighting with martial arts slaves. It seems that this Colosseum has simply excavated the way to make money from fighting beasts to a very high level.
"Then where did these slaves come from?" Ye Feng couldn't help but ask the most crucial question.
"Ha, there are many sources of this, some are death row prisoners who violated the law and sentenced to be beheaded after the autumn, some are enemy generals who were captured in war, and some are wanted criminals captured by the martial arts family or the Xiuzhen sect, Jiangyang thieves, and infamous evil cultivators and demon cultivators. As for the demon beasts, they were sent from all over the country after hunting in order to make money. After the owner of Slave Beast City spent money to buy it, it became a money-making tool to please everyone. ”
Ling Yixian knew a lot about the inside story of the Slave Beast City, and as he spoke, he suddenly approached Ye Feng's ear and whispered: "Legend has it that the prince is one of the financiers behind the Slave Beast City!" Then his body returned to normal, and he laughed and said: "You say, will there be fewer slave sources? Can you not make money?"
"No wonder ......" Ye Feng was stunned for a moment, thinking that the prince would be short of money, but then he thought that he was as expensive as the prince, and he also needed huge wealth, after all, he still had many competitors, and the other was the many noble families who maintained his lineage, and investing in this slave beast city was just one of the ways for him to make money. It dawned on me.
"Let's go down and watch, it's more intense than standing outside the arena!" Ling Yi chatted as he led the three of them to the iron gate at the staircase, and through the iron fence, he showed his Wolong disciple token. After the gatekeeper inspected it, he obviously welcomed them very much to the academy martial artists, and hurriedly opened the iron lock and let them in.
Continuing down the stairs, Ye Feng saw the whole picture of the Colosseum more clearly: this is a concave valley the size of a football field, with a huge iron cage directly covering two-thirds of the field. It's no wonder that Ling Yi gossiped and walked down to make it even more exciting, and sure enough.
The height of the huge iron cage is about fifteen meters, and there is an iron gate in the middle to isolate it into two major fighting arenas, one field, there is a demon beast is fighting fiercely with people, and the other field, there are two slaves wielding swords, engaged in a fierce fight of life and death.
And on the surrounding open space that the iron cage is not covered, there are high platforms, specially for the prince and grandson, the children of the family, or the martial arts master to sit on it, close to the onlookers, this kind of treatment, than the field above the crowd of people, more clear to see, see the excitement, of course, without a certain identity, status, it is impossible to put down, enjoy this kind of treatment to watch nearby.
A figure suddenly walked quickly, blocking the way of the four of them. Ling Yixian seemed to have expected it, and without waiting for him to speak, he took out eight medium-grade Gang stones from his body and handed them to the man, who immediately stepped aside and let Ye Feng and the others move forward. He apparently charged for the guests who came from the venue.
"The viewing area in the field has the best view, and it also has the right to enter the iron cage fighting beast, which is expensive, and each person needs two medium-grade Gang stones. or the equivalent of gold and silver. Ling Yi walked aside, making Ye Feng's eyes stare at him, and secretly thought that it was really the same as he imagined, and he would watch it closely, in addition to his status, the price was also expensive.
It is necessary to know that three medium-grade Gang stones can be cultivated for a whole day on the floor of the cultivation tower in a superior location, and when you get here, you are only qualified to watch the fighting beasts nearby. However, all the characters who can come down are all wealthy princes and grandsons, and most of them are children of the family, of course they are not short of money, and those warriors who want to fight beasts in person and earn more Gangshi wealth are also not stingy to spend this money. After all, this is all trivial.
On the high platform under the field, there are still many vacant positions, and the four people selected a few vacant seats in the second row, sat down, just sat down, and suddenly heard the shouts of the sea of onlookers above burst out like a tsunami, Ye Feng looked at it, it turned out to be a battle in the Colosseum, only to see a muscular slave, with five fingers like eagle claws, fiercely inserted into the chest of another defeated slave, bloodily took out his heart, held it high, and presented to countless audiences the bloody heart that was still beating, one of his feet had stepped on the slave who pounced on the ground。
The bloody and exciting picture won the bloodthirsty mood of the audience, and they shouted frantically one by one, which was very exciting and made people's blood boil.
Huo Ling'er and Qin Hong were both seeing such a primitive and bloody scene for the first time, and they all frowned, feeling very uncomfortable, especially Huo Ling'er, it was the first time since she entered the human society that she had seen such a bloody killing scene that didn't care about right and wrong, and countless onlookers also let out cheers, which simply subverted the prosperous and civilized life experience she had seen since she walked out of the barren forest.
Ye Feng glanced at Huo Ling'er, his face was a little pale, and his eyes were obviously unbearable, and he sighed secretly in his heart, but he felt that he should show the most ferocious, bloody, and ugly side of human nature to Huo Ling'er, who was ignorant of the world, which could make her better understand the true side of the human society outside the barren forest. In this world, although there are many good people, but the powerful people still have the practice of condemning life and death and trampling on life, and only when they see the misfortune of being enslaved will they have great cherishment and love for the freedom they have. Try to avoid falling into such a desperate situation.