After the white-haired old man finished speaking, he pushed the monk beside him into the death zone.

The monk next to him didn't have time to react at all, so he directly entered the death zone, and as soon as he stepped here, the aura in his whole body was instantly emptied.

The feeling of suffocation directly made him blush and his neck was thick, and his feet were very heavy, so he fell to the ground without paying attention.

The white-haired old man looked at all this, and there was no change in his face, as if the monk in front of him had nothing to do with him.

The monk who had been pushed in tried with all his strength to crawl out of the dark place, and his whole body was trembling at this point, even though the edge was only a few feet away from him.

But now for him, the distance is as impassable as a ravine.

He slowly moved forward with a flushed face, and finally after a long time, he slowly crawled out of it, and as soon as he climbed out, his aura recovered.

He gasped for air, then panted

"Senior brother, this is not a place for people, I guess, that little baby named Shen Feng should have died a long time ago, he has a high physical strength."

"Without the support of the aura, he can't breathe at all."

The white-haired old man smiled bloodthirsty after hearing his words, and then said

"That's the best, this will save us from doing it, and when the time comes, we'll go back and say that Shen Feng has died inside."

He burst out laughing.

At this time, Shen Feng's consciousness had fallen into a coma, but at this moment, a basin of cold water was poured directly on his face, and he woke up instantly.

He looked around him, and in front of him stood two large men, both shirtless, revealing their solid bodies.

Shen Feng felt weak all over his body at this time, which was completely different from what he imagined, originally when he came here, he had already thought that he could have a piece of the world here.

After all, he was very confident in his physical strength, but when he arrived here, he found that his strong physical strength was also based on aura.

Otherwise, he really couldn't use any energy as if he was being drained.

Shen Feng didn't even have the strength to speak, so when the big man asked him who he was and why he was here, he didn't answer.

It's not that he doesn't want to deal with the other party, it's that he really doesn't even have the strength to speak.

Then a red-skinned monk stood up and said

"Okay, he won't answer you if you ask him again, isn't it the same when you first came, and you can take him to the gates of hell in a while."

"You might be able to sell it for a price there."

At this time, the square-faced monk also asked suspiciously

"What? Sold to the gates of hell? There are monks there to compete, do you think he can be sold, you see he is thin and boneless, and he looks like a sick seedling. ”

The red-skinned monk replied

"Sell as much as you can, anyway, you can pick it up for nothing, and you can earn as much as you sell, it's okay, we won't lose money."

The square-faced monk said with a sigh

"Okay, then I'll sell him to the gates of hell, and come back and buy some good food."

After saying that, he pulled the rope that tied Shen Feng and walked forward, Shen Feng was weak, so he fell directly to the ground and was dragged by the other party.

Now he is simply a lamb to the slaughter, and he has no strength to resist at all, if he is seen by people from the outside world, this is the killing god who kills people without blinking, he is simply a puppet.

Shen Feng also has a certain gap in his heart, but things have come to this point, and he has no other good way, he can only tell himself that only by surviving can there be infinite possibilities.

Soon Shen Feng was sent to a carriage, and there was also a cage here, so that Shen Feng could not escape.

As the carriage jolted all the way, after a stick of incense, the carriage reached its destination, and the square-faced monk got out of the carriage and dragged Shen Feng down directly, and then walked to the gate of the gate of hell, and after greeting the guards there.

He went inside, and soon he met the buyer, said the square-faced monk

"Ten spirit stones, sold to you."

The monk who traded looked at Shen Feng behind him, shook his head and said

"No, five, he's so thin, it's estimated that he was killed as soon as he played, you know I never trade at a loss here, because we're old friends, I'm willing to buy him."

The square-faced monk looked embarrassed, then gritted his teeth and said

"Six spirit stones, I'll give you this goods, or I'll take them back and play with them by myself."

The monk of the trade hesitated for a moment before saying

"Okay, six is six, if it weren't for the fact that we are old friends, I really wouldn't have bought it."

After saying that, he took out six spirit stones and gave them to the square-faced monk, the other party took the spirit stones, and then left without looking back, the reason why he still had to bargain with the other party was because of a long time.

There were no monks here, so they had no source of income, and he could only try his best to get one out of his hands today.

Not long after the square-faced monk left, the trading monk dragged Shen Feng into a damp dungeon.

Due to the lack of aura, Shen Feng instantly felt the cold aura invading his body, and his heart instantly sank to the bottom.

But soon Shen Feng fell into a coma due to physical exhaustion.

It wasn't until a monk kicked Shen Feng awake that Shen Feng saw in a daze that he had been hung up, and his hands and feet were tied.

Then a bald monk approached and asked

"What, can you fight?"

Shen Feng looked at him, then nodded.

The bald monk also burst out laughing at this time

"Can you still fight? To say that you can beat me in the outside world can still be believed, but there is no supply of aura when you come here, so if you want to say that you can still fight, it is simply a big joke. “

Then he paused

"I have an elixir here that can allow you to recover some physical strength, and you will participate in the next game, if you can come back alive, then I will train you well."

"Of course, if you accidentally die on the stage, then you can only blame your bad luck."

After saying that, he untied Shen Feng, then broke his mouth and poured him with elixir, and then threw him into the arena.

The pill melted in his mouth, and Shen Feng instantly felt a force filling his whole body, but this power was very weak, and it could only make him barely move his hands and feet.

At this moment, a monk with muscles all over his body stood up opposite him, and he glanced at Shen Feng and showed a mocking smile

"Hey, little baby, you dare to come to the death zone like you, it seems that you are specifically looking for death."

Of course, his remarks also caused ridicule from the monks in the audience.

Shen Feng didn't care about these at this time, he stood up with difficulty, he finally knew the importance of aura, he didn't cultivate before, and he didn't show it when he was a mortal.

But since he started cultivating, his entire life has been supported by aura, so he has paid a great price to be able to stand up now.

Shen Feng glanced at the monk opposite, he thought that this situation was very unfavorable for him, after all, he had not fully recovered yet, if he was allowed to fully recover, he was confident that he could knock the opponent to the ground with one punch.

But now it's a luxury for him to even stand up, and he's already very lucky not to be killed.

At this time, Shen Feng began to plan that if he avoided the opponent's attack, he could also counterattack and inflict fatal damage on the opponent.

Soon Shen Feng thought of a way, although he now has no spiritual power and physical power, but his combat experience is still there, and he can defeat the other party with his own combat experience.

Shen Feng didn't rush to attack, he wanted to show weakness first, showing that he really didn't have the slightest ability to resist.

So when the opponent rushed towards Shen Feng, Shen Feng didn't dodge at all, he just imagined a falling action according to the opponent's attack route.

It can be said that now Shen Feng perfectly cooperated with the opponent's performance, and the other party did not notice anything, but raised his arms and began to chant.

Seeing this, Shen Feng knew that his first plan was about to be completed, that is, to take the initiative to show weakness, and then take advantage of the opponent's conceit, and then give the opponent a fatal attack at the most critical moment.

Soon it was his opponent's turn to attack for the second time, and Shen Feng was always cooperative, and he also pretended to spit out a mouthful of blood to convince the other party that he had been injured a lot.

At this time, the monks in the arena had already begun to cheer for each other, as if the victory had completely belonged to the other party.

Shen Feng muttered to himself at this time

"It's just a little bit there."

Then there was the opponent's attack after attack, and even though Shen Feng was pretending to cooperate with the opponent's performance now, he couldn't support him until the end because of his limited physical strength now.

So after he waited slowly, he finally waited for an opportunity.

This opponent completely let down the vigilance in his heart, and he put his head in front of Shen Feng and began to mock the other party's weakness wantonly.

Seeing this, Shen Feng's eyes suddenly became bloodthirsty, and then he clenched his fists and directly gave the other party a double-peaked piercing ear, and the huge impact directly made the other party fall to the ground and let out a painful wail.

Shen Feng slowly stood up, and then said coldly

"Never underestimate your opponent, or you won't know how you're going to die."

At this time, the monks in the audience had fallen into a deathly silence, after all, this reversal came too quickly, and no one reacted, and the sick seedling who was lying on the ground just now immediately became the master of the entire competition stage.

And since Shen Feng already had the advantage, he didn't give his opponent room to buffer, so he stepped forward and punched the opponent's eyebrows.

Since the positions he hit were all fatal points, after a punch, the opponent fell directly to the ground without any sound.

There was no other sound at the scene except the sound of breathing, Shen Feng saw this and said coldly

"Referee, announce the result."

When the referee heard this, he immediately stammered

"This, that, what's your name."

Shen Feng replied coldly

"Shen Feng."

Only then did the referee announce it loudly

"I declare that Shen Feng has won this match."

After hearing the results of the game, everyone reacted, and they all stood up one by one and burst into thunderous applause, and some even shouted

"Little friend, I'll rely on you to cover me in the future."

Although Shen Feng didn't like the feeling of being sent to the competition stage, in order to be able to temper his physical strength here, he also fought hard, after all, this was only part of his plan.

And the most unexpected thing was the bald monk, he didn't expect to win this contest by himself, he should kill time.

Unexpectedly, his unintentional move actually created such a competition myth, and he is now happy in his heart, because he knows that from now on, Shen Feng's value will rise.