The fat man glanced at Lin Feng, "Of course we are excited, as long as the one with the sword kills the one with the sword, I can win five spirit stones!" ”

Lin Feng immediately understood, it turned out that these people were gambling, and it seemed that this fat man pressed the fighter with the sword

"Then you lose!"

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"What?"

The fat man was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then turned to look at Lin Feng directly, "What do you mean?" Are you cursing me for losing? ”

Lin Feng shook his head and said: "Of course not, if you look carefully, although the fighting technique with the sword is violent, it seems to have the upper hand on the surface, but in fact, he is too eager for quick success, full of flaws, if he met me, he would have died a long time ago."

"Go!"

The fat man snorted disdainfully, then ignored Lin Feng and continued to look at the fighting arena.

Wow~!

The poignant sword aura was like a post-apocalyptic storm sweeping the heavens and the earth, but fortunately, there was a defensive enchantment like an inverted cauldron covering the fighting arena, otherwise the onlookers would inevitably be affected.

The sword qi struck the enchantment, and countless sword marks were drawn on the transparent enchantment, but they quickly disappeared again.

Puff~!

Suddenly, a blood-colored sword light shot up into the sky, slashing in all directions, and then, a scream came out, and the fighter with the sword was split in half with a single sword.

Call~!

"Lost!"

"Win!"

The people in the field suddenly boiled, some looked up to the sky and laughed, and some cried and grabbed the ground, however, there were obviously more people crying than laughing, because in this fight, most of the people they were optimistic about at the beginning were the fighter with the sword, and only a very small part pressed the fighter with the knife.

Therefore, in this gamble, those who won earned a lot of spirit stones, and the fighter who held the knife also earned a lot of fighting fees.

"Damn, I lost again!"

The fat man next to Lin Feng couldn't help but burst out with a foul mouth, with a look of displeasure, he had lost four times in the past two days, and now there was only one spirit stone left on his body.

"How much did you lose?"

Lin Feng seemed to see a glimmer of business opportunity, so he asked.

The fat man sighed, "I've already lost eight spirit stones. ”

Lin Feng sighed, then thought for a while and asked, "Then do you want to pull the book?"

"Trigger?"

At this time, the fat man was like a gambler with red eyes, and quickly nodded: "Of course, what can you do?"

Lin Feng smiled slightly and said, "However, you have to tell me first, am I qualified to be a fighter?"

"What?"

The little fat man was startled, and looked Lin Feng up and down, "You, you want to participate in martial arts?" ”

Lin Feng nodded seriously, "Yes, I am also very short of money now, I want to make money." ”

The little fat man nodded and said, "Being a fighter can indeed make a lot of money, and after a fight, you can earn at least dozens of spirit stones, but if you lose, you won't even have your life."

Lin Feng smiled indifferently, "Since the day I embarked on the path of cultivation, I have been fighting against my life, and cultivation is a gamble, so what's so scary." ”

The fat man looked at Lin Feng with a shocked expression, he didn't expect that although Lin Feng was the same age as him, he was very old when he spoke.

"Actually, if you want to become a martial artist, it's very simple, just sign a pledge and make a life and death statement!"

"It's that simple? Take me to sign up! ”

The fat man saw that Lin Feng didn't look like he was joking, so he said, "You really want to go?" You must think about it, once you lose, you will die! Even if you kneel on the ground and beg for mercy, you can't do it. ”

Lin Feng nodded heavily, "I've thought about it." ”

"People die for money, birds die for food, since you have made up your mind, then I will take you there, you come with me."

So, the fat man took Lin Feng to a hall next to the fighting arena, only to see that there were several office windows in the hall, and the fat man directly led Lin Feng to the fighter registration office.

"Hello, is there anything wrong with you?"

The staff member in charge of registration looked up at Lin Feng and the fat man.

Lin Feng glanced at the fat man on the side, only to see the fat man nodding slightly at him, so Lin Feng took a step forward and said, "Hello, I want to sign up!"

"What?"

The staff member in charge of registration opened his eyes and stood up directly, "You want to sign up?" Did you know that this time your opponent will be the knife-wielding gladiator in the arena just now? ”

"Is that him?"

"That's right, it's him!"

The staff saw that Lin Feng was not very old and should just be playing, so they thought that by scaring and scaring Lin Feng, Lin Feng would be able to retreat and stop messing around, but what he didn't expect was that Lin Feng was not only not frightened, but his face was excited, and said: "That's great, give me a name, I'll treat him."

The staff's pupils closed and landed on Lin Feng's body, like a stab in his back.

"It's strange, I can't see through this young man's cultivation, could it be that he really has some skills?"

The staff thought for a while, and then said to Lin Feng: "If you want to become a fighter, you must sign a life and death certificate, and from now on, life and death are up to you, our fighting arena is not responsible, even if you are your clansman in the future, you must not find trouble in our fighting arena."

Lin Feng nodded, "Don't worry, my clansmen will never trouble you." ”

The staff said, "Okay, you come in!"

So, the staff directly opened a door and put Lin Feng in.

A fat man's voice came from behind him, "Who's that, be careful." ”

Lin Feng smiled slightly, and said to the fat man: "My name is the golden-faced killer, press me, I call us will definitely win."

With that, Lin Feng's figure walked in completely.

The fat man stared blankly at Lin Feng's disappearing back, and he didn't know why, he actually had a trace of admiration for Lin Feng in his heart, and he didn't come back to his senses until the iron door was completely closed.

He walked to the window on the side, took out the last spirit stone, and said, "I'll press the gold-faced killer!"

"Okay, wait a minute!"

Soon, a female worker handed out a voucher, and the fat man took the voucher and looked at the room where the fighter had signed up, unconsciously starting to get nervous again.

The staff member took out a life and death certificate, put it in front of Lin Feng, and said, "If you regret it now, it's still too late, but once you sign and draw the bet, then you have to fight this fighting match to quit, otherwise even if you escape to the ends of the earth, you will be endlessly chased by the underground black market corps, have you really thought it through?"

Lin Feng picked up the pen, without any hesitation, and directly wrote the four big words "Golden Mask Killer" on the life and death statement.

"The Golden-Faced Killer?"

When the staff saw it, they were stunned for a moment, and then nodded, generally few people come here with their real names, and most of them have their own special titles, because it doesn't matter if it's a real name, the important thing is to draw a charge.

Everyone's fingerprints are different, so as long as they are pressed, they can be used as evidence of voluntary participation in martial arts, and even if someone really comes to find trouble in the future, they will not be afraid.

Besides, Lin Feng is now alone, and his clansmen have already abandoned him, even if he is really dead, who will care?