Walking to the gap, he looked forward and saw something in front of him.

It was a vast field, surrounded by a tiered stand, which was already crowded with people, and above that was a huge arena.

"That's ......"

Looking at the arena, the two completely unequal figures that were rapidly approaching, and their pupils shrank suddenly.

It was a man, and a huge tiger-like monster. At this time, this man and beast collided together, and an amazing battle broke out.

"The arena here is not an arena in the traditional sense, we prefer to call it a death arena. Once the battle begins in the death arena, there will be a powerful magic circle to block the field, and it is useless to admit defeat, only the winning side will survive. Not only that, but you have also seen that the battle in this death arena is not only a battle between man and man, but also a battle between man and beast. Crazy battles, closed venues, and the rule that only the winner can survive have made countless people talk about it, but more people are eager to talk about it. ”

Wei Shuirou looked at the tiger-type demon beast on the field with a calm face, biting off the arm of the human martial artist, and her eyes were as plain as water. The scene, which is difficult for ordinary women to accept, has long been strange in her eyes.

Zhou Fu stared at the death arena: "For some people, this is a little too cruel. ”

Sealed in a deathmatch arena to fight, only the death of one side can end the battle, which means that in every duel, a person or monster dies.

"As long as you can win, you won't be the one who feels cruel. ”

Wei Shuirou's voice was soft, but it made Yang Chen's body shake, and a chill rose from his heart. Killing the other person and feeling cruel are the person who died, as well as the relatives and friends of that person.

"Every day and every year, there will be disciples of the White Tiger Courtyard who come here, they may die, but as long as they can win, they can rise between life and death. This is the battlefield, and its cruelty is no worse than the real battlefield. ”

In the death arena, victory is life, defeat is death, it is indeed a cruel rule.

"Sure enough, only becoming stronger is the common goal of all people on the mainland

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。 ”

Zhou Fu secretly said in his heart, the battle of life or death, there are so many people participating every day, this is the only law of this world, the pursuit of strength, even death.

"How can I get to the death arena?"

"There are different death arenas here, if someone wants to enter the battle, the opponent they can choose must be an existence whose realm is not lower than their own, for example, if you are now a fourth-order martial artist, it doesn't matter whether you choose a demon beast or a slave martial artist to fight, you can only choose a demon beast and a slave martial artist who cultivates at the fourth order and above. ”

Wei Shuirou explained to Zhou Fu, who nodded, knowing in his heart. If the cultivation strength of the challenger is stronger than the challenged demon beast or slave martial cultivator, then what is the point of this battle, the master of this death arena will not let the demon beast and slave martial cultivation in his hands die in vain, after all, whether it is a demon beast or a slave martial cultivator, it is the wealth in his hands.

"In addition, if you win in the death arena, you will be able to get a lot of reward spirit stones, which can also be regarded as a means to stimulate registration. After all, there are many people who are extremely lacking in spirit stones, especially the disciples of the civilian faction, when they lack spirit stones, they will also consider appearing in a death match, not only can they experience their courage and combat effectiveness, but also can get the reward of spirit stones after victory, and then go to the cultivation tower to cultivate, so that whether it is actual combat or meditation, they can have the best of both worlds and grow rapidly. ”

Yang Chen's brows were furrowed, his face was slightly pale, half of the human martial artist on the field had been eaten, blood was splashed on the field, but the people in the surrounding stands were getting more and more excited, and shouts rang out one after another.

Zhou Fu patted him lightly on the shoulder, and said softly: "Compared with penance, actual combat is more important, the battle of life and death is the most powerful means to stimulate potential, if you want to achieve the road of the strong, you must be ready to step on the bones to reach the peak." ”

Yang Chen's heart skipped a beat, and he remembered the feeling of powerlessness he felt that day when he came to the Imperial City. He took a deep breath: "Brother Zhou, I know." ”

Zhou Fu turned his head to look at Wei Shuirou, a little curious: "Has Senior Sister Shuirou also been on the death arena?"

Wei Shuirou showed a mysterious smile: "Guess." ”

Zhou Fu was slightly stunned, it seems that it is right, this beautiful senior sister is estimated to be

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Climbed the death arena, and more than once. Looking at Wei Shuirou's somewhat feminine appearance, Zhou Fu really couldn't imagine her scene in the death arena, it was estimated that it would be very mismatched.

As he spoke, the people kept walking down the stairs, getting closer and closer to the death arena.

The two areas closest to them are the battle between the warrior and the slave Wu Xiu, and the battle between the warrior and the demon beast. On the left and right sides of the death arena, there are some demon beasts and martial arts slaves, and if someone wants to take the stage, they can choose whether to challenge the demon beast or the slave martial arts cultivator. There was a manager next to him, who knew the strength of these demon beasts and slave martial cultivators, and he was up to him to determine how to fight.

When a few people came to the front lot, a man dressed in black blocked in front of several people, and glanced at several people indifferently, without meaning to let them go.

Wei Shuirou seemed to have expected it, took out five spirit stones, and handed them to the man, who directly let go of his body and stopped stopping him.

Wu Ze was taken aback: "Medium-grade spirit stone?"

"The central area at the front, the position is at the front, the view is the widest, and more importantly, it has the priority of challenge, that is to say, if two people challenge a demon beast or a slave martial cultivator at the same time, the people in the central area will have the priority to challenge. The price of these privileges is a medium-grade spirit stone. ”

Wei Shuirou said as she walked, Zhou Fu's brows furrowed slightly: "A medium-grade spirit stone is a bit too expensive." ”

You must know that a medium-grade spirit stone can be cultivated for a long time in the cultivation tower. However, Zhou Fu glanced at the people sitting in the central area and shrugged his shoulders: "But for these people, the price of a medium-grade spirit stone is just like that." ”

Yang Chen was curious: "Why?"

Zhou Fu said lightly: "The people sitting in the central area are divided into two kinds of people, one is the warrior who wants to enter the battle, and the other is the person who has no shortage of spirit stones to watch the death match and find excitement, if the former can win in the death match, he will get a lot of rewards, this one is worth the middle grade spirit stone flower, if it is defeated, what spirit stone do people want when they die." And the second kind of people, they don't care about spirit stones, just to find excitement. ”

Yang Chen nodded suddenly, this is indeed the truth.

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