"That's right, this third area is the Beast Arena. Even people from the inner sect of the academy don't dare to step into it. This is where courage is truly cultivated." Cheng Qiang nodded and said to him.
Zhu Feng Jingyun said: "Boss, don't you want to make yourself stronger? The Beast Arena is just right for you."
"Beast Arena!" Feng Jingyun whispered and asked, "What is that place?"
"The beast arena is a place of prison fighting. If you go there, you will naturally understand what that place is."
Cheng Qiang said with a smile, and then he took the lead and walked towards a certain direction. Feng Jingyun followed behind him. He was also curious about what this prison fighting field that cultivates courage and passion is like!
This city within a city is indeed vast. With the pace of Feng Jingyun and others, they still walked for half an hour and still did not reach the beast arena.
But at this time, Feng Jingyun heard crazy sounds coming into his ears. In front of him, he saw countless figures with their backs facing him. Feng Jingyun couldn't even see what was inside. He couldn't even see what was inside.
Blocked by the back view.
After a while, Feng Jingyun and others came closer, and the shouts became louder and louder. He discovered that this place was a large circular circle with a very vast area. Within this circular circle, there were many gaps and there were some stairs.
, you can go inside through these stairs.
"Boss, this is the Beast Arena. Look at the dense crowd. There are at least hundreds of thousands of people, and it is like this every day." Cheng Qiang pointed to the endless sea of people in front of him and said to Feng Jingyun.
"A crowd of hundreds of thousands!"
Feng Jingyun took a breath, it was such a terrifying number, and it was like this every day. It was almost unimaginable how huge the flow of people here was.
Walking to a gap in the crowd and going down the stairs, Feng Jingyun faintly saw the scene in the distance.
At the bottom of the stairs, there is a vast field. From Feng Jingyun's current perspective, the field looks like a canyon sunk into the ground, and the place where the crowd is is the stands.
On the flat ground of the canyon, there is an endless and huge iron cage, imprisoning the entire canyon. Inside the iron cage, there seems to be a figure that is constantly flickering.
"Beast fight!"
Feng Jingyun vaguely understood the meaning of the word "Beast Colosseum". This place was somewhat like the ancient Roman arena in the previous life. The nobles sat on the terraces and looked down, watching slaves and beasts fighting in the arena.
However, the prison battle arena that appeared in front of Feng Jingyun at this moment was more visually impactful and more shocking to the soul.
"In the beast arena, within the huge iron cage, there are crazy battles every day. The battles between humans and monsters, and the battles between humans. They are imprisoned in the iron prison. The only way to fight is with one side.
Only death can declare the end, and only the victor can walk out of the prison."
Feng Jingyun's eyes froze when he heard Cheng Qiang's words. It was such a scary place. No wonder Shi Ningning said that in the eyes of many people, this place is purgatory.
Being imprisoned in an iron prison and fighting, the battle is not over until one party dies, which means that in every prison fight, someone or a monster will die.
"In our college, every year, people die here. Of course, there are also people who step on corpses and continue to rise." Cheng Qiang looked at the vast iron cage and murmured: "Only the real
Only those with courage dare to step inside, and they are considered true warriors. This place is as cruel as the battlefield."
At this time, Feng Jingyun looked at Cheng Qiang in front of him, his eyes lit up, and said, "Cheng Qiang, you know so much, do your parents know?"
And Cheng Qiang was very proud, "Of course my parents know!"
Everyone was speechless "..."
Stepping into the prison, the winner will live and the loser will die.
This place is indeed as cruel as the battlefield.
In this world, everyone advocates strength. This is no lie. A beast fighting arena can attract so many people, and even let people step into dangerous situations to fight in prison. This shows how strong people's will to pursue strength is.
"What are the rules of beast fighting?" Feng Jingyun asked.
"The person in charge of the beast arena will announce the strength and achievements of the slave martial artists and monster beasts in the prison. Based on this, the people in the stands can choose which cell to enter, fight with humans or monster beasts,
Of course, only those whose strength level is equal to that of slave martial arts and monster beasts, or even lower, can they step into the prison and have the right to fight, otherwise, it would be meaningless."
At this time Zheng Fan explained to Feng Jingyun.
Feng Jingyun nodded slightly. It was true. If the people who entered the prison were much stronger than the slave martial arts cultivators and monster beasts, then the battle would be meaningless. The master of the beast arena would not do such a stupid thing.
"Also, those who enter the prison fight will pay the price of death if they lose, but if they win, they can obtain a lot of essence stones. Many people sometimes go to prison to fight in prison for the essence stones.
, Just like the people in the inner sect of our academy, some people have experienced their courage and iron-bloodedness through prison battles, constantly breaking through the limits, and after obtaining the essence stones, they go to the academy's training tower to practice. In this way, their strength can be improved, and of course,
Extremely dangerous."
"Crisis and opportunity coexist. Which strong person has not stepped on the bones and struggled countless times in the dying state before finally reaching the sky."
There was a bit of solemnity in Zheng Fan's voice, which made Feng Jingyun stunned. It seemed that the people who called him brothers were all different. He knew this Purgatory Palace clearly, and Feng Jingyun had also heard of the academy's training tower.
, but it can only be used by inner sect disciples, so I didn’t pay much attention to it. I didn’t expect that people like Zheng Fan even knew inner sect matters so well.
While talking, the group of people continued to go down the stairs, and Feng Jingyun could already clearly see the full view of the beast arena.
This is a field as big as a football field, and an extremely huge iron cage directly covers this vast field, as if it is falling from the sky.
The iron cage is about ten meters high and is divided into two large areas. In one area, a monster is fighting with a person, while in the other area, two people are fighting a life and death battle.
There are two areas in the beast arena, where there are monster beasts and martial arts slaves respectively. People in the stands can freely choose whether to fight the monster beasts or the slave martial arts slaves.
At this moment, a figure stood in front of Feng Jingyun and others, and glanced at Feng Jingyun and others indifferently.
Cheng Qiang seemed to have expected it. He took out five pieces of medium-grade fine stones from his body and handed them to the other party. The other party immediately stepped aside and allowed Feng Jingyun and others to move forward.
"The area of the first ten rows close to the beast arena is located in the front and has the best view. Moreover, it also has the right to give priority to prison fights. However, if you want to enter the area of the first ten rows, each person needs to pay a medium-grade fine stone.
.”
As Cheng Qiang walked, Feng Jingyun stared at him and said, "One medium-grade fine stone is too much, isn't it? And you have a lot of them?"
"Not much, not much at all." To Feng Jingyun's surprise, Cheng Qiang shook his head and said, "Boss, think about who the people sitting in front of you are."
"Those who want to engage in prison fighting, and those who are not short of fine stones." Feng Jingyun pondered for a moment and responded.
"You are right. For those who want to fight in prison, as long as they win the fight, they can get at least ten pieces of middle-grade fine stones. The sacrifice of that piece is naturally worth it. If they lose, it means death.
, then there is no point in keeping the essence stones on their bodies; as for the latter type of people, as you said, they don’t lack essence stones at all, so naturally they don’t care.”
Cheng Qiang said, pointing to the third row and said: "Boss, let's sit there."
"Okay." Feng Jingyun nodded. There are not many people in the first ten rows. Compared with the back, the positions are too loose. After all, those who want to fight in prison and those who don't care about Yuan Stone still occupy the seats.
A few.
Just when Feng Jingyun sat down, a battle in the prison arena also ended, which was the area where the slave martial cultivators were.
I saw the slave Wu Xiu, who was still shackled on his feet, inserting his hand into the heart of the prisoner. The blood was dripping, and the scene was extremely cruel.
But the crowd here was obviously used to it, and everyone started shouting wildly, which was very exciting and made their blood boil.
Feng Jingyun's heart was slightly disturbed at this time, but on the surface he was very calm. After being in this world for so long, he had already become accustomed to the law of the jungle being eaten by the strong. The life of the weak was worthless in this world.
"If you don't have absolute certainty, why do you need to engage in prison fighting?" Feng Jingyun shook his head slightly. The person who was killed was his own choice, and he could not blame anyone else for his life or death.
"Boss, if we were in the same realm, would you rather fight with monsters or fight with slaves?"
"Monster." Feng Jingyun replied without any hesitation.
Cheng Qiang was stunned when he heard Feng Jingyun's answer, and then said with a smile: "Boss's choice is not wrong. Many people think that in the same realm, monsters are generally stronger than people, but it is different here. Slave martial arts,
From the moment they became slaves, they faced the danger of losing their lives at any time. They did not know when they would die. Living was their only belief. Their desire to survive was stronger than anyone else. In order to live
, they can do anything, be crazy, cruel, and bloodthirsty, just to seek or, all their potentials are stimulated, and they are more terrifying than monsters."
"Perhaps, sometimes you think you are stronger than them, and that is indeed the case, but when fighting in prison, you will find that the last person alive may not be you."
To live, what a humble dream.
Feng Jingyun sighed secretly in his heart, but shook his head and said: "You are right, but it was not for this reason that I said I would choose to fight the monster."
"No?" Cheng Qiang was slightly surprised and looked at Feng Jingyun.
"No." Feng Jingyun nodded and said: "Slave martial arts cultivators, although they are slaves and have no human rights, after all, they are human beings."
When Cheng Qiang heard Feng Jingyun's somewhat solemn words, 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 fighting because the other party wants their lives, and they want to live. For such a humble dream, no one can blame them.
Cruel, you want me to kill people who have no grudges against me just for some essence stones and for my own benefit. I can't do it, and I feel guilty."
Feng Jingyun does not think that he is a good person, nor does he think that he is a savior, but at least while pursuing strength, he still has something in his heart that is worthy of his own heart. In this way, on top of pursuing strength, he
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