In terms of the pleasure of the rulers of the continent in the past, there is no one more fanatical than this Haoyuan continent.

The Colosseum's most famous form of fighting is dueling, in which the gladiators and samurai are brutally fought and the losing side pleads with the people in the stands for mercy, because the spectators decide his fate, and if they wave a handkerchief, they can avoid death; If these people have their palms downward, it means death.

The nobles' favorite entertainment on the Haoyuan continent was to watch the bloody beast fighting scene on the wall, a large number of beast fighters were driven to the beast fighting arena, killing each other, or fighting with wild beasts, and the bloodthirsty aristocratic slave owners obtained a savage pleasure in the bloody sacrifice of the beast fighters.

The young man standing next to Ling Feng frowned, and said softly: "You want to become a beast fighter, the beast arena is a place for nobles to have fun, with your identity, you really want to be treated like a slave, and they will watch it!" ”

Ling Feng raised his eyebrows, turned around, and said with a smile: "Do you think you and I are very noble?" Now there are too many hungry people outside the city, and these beast arenas have obviously accumulated a lot of food, there is no way, if they want to open food to save people, they need a reason, I am the most reasonable, so you take those children, obediently wait here, I will come when I go. ”

After speaking, ignoring the expression of the young man beside him, he walked directly towards the dark gate, and when he entered the gate, his lips squirmed slightly, and a trace of voice was bound by the internal qi and passed into the ears of Lord Nari: "Later, please find a place where no one is alone, release those beast fighters to fight with me, and then go to fight beasts after fighting them." ”

Lord Nari wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and said with a smile: "Of course, do you dare to let you perform in the big arena, this small thing will never dare, you can rest assured." Then Nari smiled again and complimented: "My lord, you want to fight a few times!" ”

Ling Feng rolled his eyes: "Release all the beast fights in your field at once, do you think they can be my opponents one by one?" ”

"All of them out?" Lord Nari's footsteps trembled, and he scolded bitterly in his heart: "Are you here to demolish the field, or are you here to make trouble, there are no less than tens of thousands of beasts in the beast arena, once this is all released, if there is trouble, who will suppress it, why does this living ancestor want to become a beast fighter... Lao Tzu is really fucking unfavorable today, and he actually met this evil star. ”

However, he didn't dare to leak the words in his heart, seeing that the group of subordinates behind him who were previously arrogant were now following behind him like sheep, what did he dare to do, and he had been in the beast arena for so long, and his eyesight was also extremely poisonous, since he saw Ling Feng make a move, he had already decided that this was not a strong person he could provoke.

After a few more turns, a small, spacious, bright Colosseum with a capacity of several hundred people came into view.

Ling Feng looked around and nodded with satisfaction, this kind of Colosseum was somewhat the same as the arena of ancient Rome on the earth, surrounded by layers of chairs on the upper manyan, and in the middle of it, was a wide field.

Ling Feng and the others were in a position four or five zhang high, just enough to overlook the whole audience, nodded lightly, Ling Feng propped up the guardrail, jumped down directly, and landed in the field like a fallen leaf, waved his hand to it, and motioned for the Nari Beast Fighter to come out.

"Here we are!" Nari responded with a smile, and at the moment when he turned around, a trace of resentment flashed in his eyes, he bit the charge, and with a wave of his hand, four iron gates were slowly pulled up, and four thick iron gates were ...... The slightest hint of blood and violence could not be concealed.

"Remember, it's everyone! The stronger, the better! Ling Feng looked at the iron gates and spoke.

Nari's face softened, turned around, nodded hurriedly, and said with a smile: "My lord, don't worry, you are satisfied!" After that, he clapped his hands lightly, and an iron door opened, and the dark tunnel was bottomless.

"Whoa, whoa!" The sound of the iron chains colliding, slowly from the tunnel, a huge bloody aura became stronger and stronger, Ling Feng was slightly shocked to look at some of this, but he didn't expect that there was such a thick blood qi in it.

Ling Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he nodded imperceptibly, not knowing what attention he was paying attention to.

As the sound of chains collided stronger and stronger, more than a dozen strong figures slowly walked out of the deep darkness, and more than a dozen big men appeared in front of them, and on their naked upper bodies, huge scars appeared hideously, showing what a terrible battle they had experienced.

As more than a dozen people appeared, in the field, the bloody and violent aura soared, but Ling Feng's thin body, in front of the huge bloody and violent aura, was as steady as Mount Tai, nodded, Liu Feng said with satisfaction: "Yes, two second-rate martial artists, ten third-rate martial artists, but unfortunately there are no first-class martial artists." ”

Hearing Ling Feng's words reveal their strength, these people were slightly surprised, their eyes locked on this seemingly ordinary young man, but no matter what, they couldn't see Ling Feng's depth, which made them even more shocked.

A hoarse voice came from the mouth of the strong man in the middle: "You... Very strong! "He had been walking on the brink of death for many years, and in the young man in front of him, he smelled a dangerous smell that his previous opponents had not given him.

"My lord, his name is Dead Corner, he is the trump card in our field, although he is a second-rate martial artist, he has played 500 times, won every game, and has faced a first-class martial artist." Hearing this, Ling Feng was a little surprised in his heart, but he was not surprised by the number of games he had won.

It's because he can survive five hundred battles, in this kind of Colosseum, there is no treatment at all, every battle, may leave a lot of scars, but many beast fighters with wounds and broken legs and broken arms have to play as long as they are not dead.

In the final analysis, it still comes from the spirit of "never say die" of human beings, this spirit can be seen everywhere in the "Colosseum" without gunsmoke, under our noses, this person has fought 500 battles and survived, think about how many scars there are on this person's body.

Thinking of this, Ling Feng couldn't help but ask himself, if he was this person, how much perseverance would he need to survive after such a battle.

Thinking of this, Ling Ji couldn't help but admire these people a little!

Thinking of this, Ling Feng couldn't help but ask himself, if he was this person, how much perseverance would he need to survive after such a battle.

Thinking of this, Ling Ji couldn't help but admire these people a little!

(End of chapter)