If you step into prison, the winner will live and the loser will die.

Here, it is indeed as cruel as the battlefield.

In Jiuxiao Continent, everyone is martial, which is not a false statement. A prison battle arena can attract so many people, and even make people step into danger to prison battle, which shows how strong people are in pursuing martial arts.

"What are the rules of prison fighting?" Lin Feng asked.

"The person in charge of the prison arena will announce the strength and achievements of the slave martial artists and monsters in the prison. People in the stands can choose which cell to enter, fight with people, or fight with monsters based on this. Of course, only if the strength level is comparable to that of slave martial artists and monsters, or even lower, can they step into the prison and have the right to fight, otherwise, it will be meaningless."

Wen Aoxue explained to Lin Feng.

Lin Feng nodded slightly. It was true. If the person entering the prison was far stronger than the slave martial arts cultivators and monsters, then the battle would be meaningless. The owner of the prison arena would not do such a stupid thing.

"Also, if people who enter the prison battle are defeated, the price is death. But if they win, they can obtain a lot of Yuanshi. Many people, for the sake of Yuanshi, sometimes go to the prison to fight. For example, we use the galaxy people to train their courage and iron blood through prison battles, constantly breaking through the limits. After obtaining the Yuanshi, they go to the cultivation tower to practice. This will allow the strength to be rapidly improved, and of course, it is extremely dangerous."

"Crisis and opportunity coexist. Which strong man did not step on the corpse and struggle countless times in dying before he finally reached the sky."

Wen Aoxue's voice was a bit solemn, which made Lin Feng stunned. It seemed that this man who was more beautiful than a woman often stepped into prison. If he saw him at first sight, he would never dare to imagine it.

While speaking, the group continued to go down the stairs, and Lin Feng could clearly see the entire scene of the prison battlefield.

This is a field as big as a football field, with an extremely huge iron cage directly covering this vast field, as if falling from the sky.

The iron cage is about ten meters high and is divided into two large areas. One area is where a monster is fighting with people, while the other area is where two people are fighting life and death.

In the two areas of the prison arena, monsters and martial arts slaves are placed respectively. The people in the stands choose whether to fight with monsters or slave martial arts.

At this moment, a figure blocked Lin Feng and others, and glanced at Lin Feng and others indifferently.

Wen Aoxue seemed to have already expected that he took out six medium-grade Yuan stones from his body and handed them to the other party. The other party immediately stepped aside and let Lin Feng and others move forward.

"The first ten rows of areas close to the prison fighting are located in front and have the best view. Moreover, they also have the right to give priority to prison fighting. However, if you want to enter the first ten rows of areas, each person needs to pay a medium-grade Yuan stone."

Wen Aoxue walked as he made Lin Feng's eyes narrow and said, "A medium-grade Yuan stone is too many."

You should know that a middle-grade Yuan stone is enough to practice in any training room on the fourth to tenth floors of the cultivation tower for a month, which is not a small number.

"Not much, not much at all." What surprised Lin Feng was that Wen Aoxue shook his head directly and said, "Think about it, who are the people who came to sit in front of me."

"There are also people who want to engage in prison battles, and there is no shortage of Yuanshi." Lin Feng pondered for a while and responded.

"You are right. For those who want to fight the prison, as long as they win the prison, they can get at least ten medium-grade Yuan stones. The effort of that piece is naturally worth it. If they lose, it means death. If they have a Yuan stone on them, it will use no meaning. As for the latter type of people, you also said that they do not lack Yuan stones at all, so they will naturally not care."

Wen Aoxue said, pointing to the third row of positions and said, "Let's sit there."

"Okay." Lin Feng nodded. There were not many people in the first ten rows. Compared with the latter, the position was much looser. After all, people who wanted to engage in prison battles and those who didn't care about Yuan Shi were still a minority.

Just as Lin Feng sat down, a battle in the prison arena ended, and it was the area where the slave martial artists were located.

I saw the slave Wu Xiu, who was still shackled on his feet, inserted his hands into the heart of the man who was in the battle, with blood flowing, and the picture was extremely cruel.

But the crowd here was obviously used to it, and they started shouting wildly, which was very exciting and their blood was boiling.

Liu Fei and Jingyun frowned, feeling a little uncomfortable when they saw this scene. Although Lin Feng, although he was slightly turbulent, was very calm on the surface. After so long he had come to this world, he had long been used to the prey on the weak. The lives of the weak were worthless in this world.

"It's useless to be absolutely sure, why do you need to go to the prison battle?" Lin Feng shook his head slightly. The person he was killed was chosen by himself, and he could not blame others for life and death.

"Lin Feng, if you are in the same realm, would you rather fight with the monster prisoner or with the slave martial arts cultivator?"

When Wen Aoxue heard Lin Feng's whisper, she asked Lin Feng curiously.

"Monster Beast." Lin Feng replied without any hesitation.

Wen Aoxue was stunned when he heard Lin Feng's answer, and then smiled and said, "Your choice is not wrong. Many people think that monsters are generally stronger than humans in the same realm, but here are different. Slave martial artists, from the moment they become slaves, they face the danger of losing their lives at any time. They don't know when they will die. Living is their only belief. Their desire to survive is stronger than anyone else. In order to live, they can do everything, madness, cruelty, bloodthirsty, and only seek, or all their potential is stimulated, which is even more terrifying than monsters."

"Maybe, sometimes you think you are stronger than them, and it is true, but when you fight, you will find that the person who lives in the end is not necessarily you."

What a humble dream to live.

Lin Feng sighed in his heart, but shook his head and said, "You are right, but I said I would choose to fight monsters, not because of this."

"No?" Wen Aoxue was slightly surprised and looked at Lin Feng.

"No." Lin Feng nodded and said, "Slave Martial Arts, although they are slaves and have no human rights, after all, they are humans."

Wen Aoxue heard Lin Feng's slightly solemn voice, his eyes narrowed, and a strange look flashed in his eyes.

"As you said, their only belief is to live. They kill those who are in prison because the other party wants their lives. And they want to live, and in such a humble dream, no one can accuse them of cruelty. They ask me to kill people who have no hatred with me for some Yuanshi and for their own interests. I can't do it, and I feel guilty."

Lin Feng did not think he was a good person, nor did he think he was a savior, but at least, while pursuing martial arts, he still had something to stick to in his heart, at least worthy of his heart. In this way, in martial arts, he would not have any bonds that would hinder his progress.

Wen Aoxue heard Lin Feng's calm words. For the first time, he looked at the familiar prison battlefield and felt a little fluctuation in his heart.

Although those slaves and martial artists were slaves, they were humans!

Yes, they are human beings, but in this cruel world, many people never regard slaves as human beings. There are too few people like Lin Feng.

Most people try to keep getting stronger. In order to pursue becoming stronger and to achieve their own goals, they can kill people by any means. It is normal.

"Maybe, you are right, I decided to fight only with monsters in the future."

Wen Aoxue smiled and said, but at this moment, a sarcastic voice came from not far behind him.

"It's ridiculous when people in the galaxy learned to be compassionate."

Lin Feng and Wen Aoxue turned their eyes and looked to the side behind them. They saw a group of young men in gorgeous clothes sitting there, with a somewhat arrogant attitude on their lips, looking down at Lin Feng and others, high above.

"Aristocratic people!"
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