The winner lives, and the loser dies!
This was the rule of the Bestial Battle Arena!
This place was very cruel, but because of this, it was the best place to train people!
The ten core disciples of the Sword King Sect had all experienced the desperate life and death battles in the Bestial Battle Arena and survived in the end.
Thus, not only were their cultivations strong, but their actual combat strength was also terrifying!
Ling Xiao's heart was somewhat excited.
Although the Four Sect Tournament was important, it was only a spar. How could it be better than a life and death battle to train a person's combat skills?
He really wanted to go on stage and try it out. Since the Four Sect Tournament was tomorrow, it didn't matter if he went back later.
"Liu Cang, if I want to participate in the Bestial Battle Arena, what should I do?"
Ling Xiao asked.
"This is simple. As long as you are willing, you can directly ask. There are people over there who specialize in handling this matter."
Liu Cang pointed to a small room in the Bestial Battle Arena.
"What about the rules?"
Ling Xiao asked again.
"The rules are very simple. As long as you meet the requirements, you can participate in the Bestial Battle Arena. The rules are very simple, there are only two.
First, your cultivation is equal to or lower than the Bestial, slave, or prisoner on death row. You should be able to understand this, right? It's not for you to go on stage and abuse the weak.
Second, you have to pay at least ten thousand low-grade Spirit Stones for each challenge. If you win, you will receive more than ten times the amount. But if you lose, you will die and the items won't be returned. "
"At least ten thousand? That means I can still pay more? "
"Of course, at least ten thousand and at most a hundred thousand."
Liu Cang replied.
This rule was indeed simple and clear.
Just like fighting in the pugilistic world, if one wanted to obtain greater benefits, they had to take greater risks. This was very much to Ling Xiao's liking.
"Everyone, please sit here. If you go any further, you won't be able to go any further. The closer you are to the Bestial Battle Arena, the more dangerous it is. Furthermore, there are powerful forces blocking you.
If you don't have enough strength, you will have to pay at least ten thousand low-grade Spirit Stones as a fee. It's not worth it. "
Although he seemed to be thinking for Ling Xiao and the others, in fact, there was a hint of contempt in his tone.
This was because the first three rows in the colosseum were usually reserved for the best disciples of the Sword King Sect. Although Ling Xiao and the others were core disciples of the Yuehua School, in Liu Cang's opinion, they were inferior to ordinary inner disciples of the Sword King Sect.
"Hmph, are you looking down on us? Then you can stay here."
Leng Hao couldn't take it anymore. He snorted coldly and continued to walk forward. Although the back was basically packed with people, the first three rows were relatively empty and comfortable to sit in.
"Liu Cang, thank you for bringing us here. This is just a small token of appreciation. You don't have to accompany us anymore."
Ling Xiao casually threw out a hundred low-grade spirit stones as a reward, and then walked forward with the other three people.
"Just sit in the third row. It has the best view, even better than the first two rows."
He said as he walked.
"Okay!"
The other three naturally didn't have any objections. Dai Yuling and Leng Hao had long followed Ling Xiao's lead, and Lan Yu 'er had gradually regarded Ling Xiao as the backbone. Naturally, they would listen to Ling Xiao's words.
"Hmph, a group of self-righteous guys!"
Liu Cang snorted coldly and then stood there, waiting to see the four people make a fool of themselves.
However, what left him dumbfounded was that Ling Xiao and the other three did not show any signs of sluggishness in the face of the invisible air wall. They walked to the third row as if they were taking a stroll in the park and sat down.
"These guys are really not simple! It seems that the core disciples of the Yuehua School are not so useless. "
Liu Cang had always heard from his Senior Brothers that the disciples of the Yuehua School were useless and useless. But today, it seemed that it wasn't completely the case.
He couldn't help but have some doubts about the comments he had heard before.
When Ling Xiao and the others sat down, the battle in the colosseum had already ended. What made people sigh was that the challenger was beheaded by the death row inmate.
Every time the death row inmate won a battle, he would be rewarded with some money. When the number of victories reached 100, he would regain his freedom.
It was the same for slaves.
Of course, those monsters and ferocious beasts were unlucky. Unless they died in battle, they had to face those fierce challengers at all times.
Looking at such a bloody scene, as a martial artist, it was natural for them to adapt.
If a martial artist couldn't adapt to blood and death, then he could only be regarded as a useless person.
In the stands, cheers and curses were intertwined.
No one cared about the life or death of the challenger.
They cheered because they felt that it was exciting and cool!
They cursed because they lost money, not because they saw someone die!
This was a beast fight. If you won, not only would you get Spirit Stones as a reward, but you might also break through the shackles!
Therefore, the opponents that many martial artists chose were not those that they had absolute confidence in winning. Because then, there would be no meaning in training. But in this way, the chances of death would be even higher.
"Senior Brother Ling, you just asked Liu Cang about beast fights. You want to challenge him, right?"
After sitting down, Leng Hao asked curiously.
"Yes!"
Ling Xiao indeed had such an idea.
"Then, are you going to challenge the ferocious beasts, the death row inmate, or the slaves?" Leng Hao asked again.
"Death row inmate!"
Ling Xiao's answer was very clear and straightforward.
"Why?"
Leng Hao asked, somewhat puzzled.
"First of all, I definitely won't choose the slaves. Slaves have a tragic fate to begin with. I'm not a kind person, but I definitely won't lay my hands on such pitiful people.
Secondly, I won't choose the beasts. Although the ferocious beasts of the same realm are usually stronger than the martial artists, in this kind of life and death challenge, humans can often erupt with more terrifying strength than usual. Choosing a human is better for me to hone my combat skills. As for the ferocious beasts, although they have intelligence, they are still too stupid.
Lastly, prisoners on death row are different from slaves. Prisoners on death row are placed here because they committed crimes that deserved death. Although they are equally pitiful, they basically deserve to die. Even if you kill me, you won't feel any guilt. "
Although Ling Xiao would not go so far as to bemoan the state of the universe and pity the fate of mankind, he would try his best to not hurt innocent and pitiful people within the scope of his ability. This was also his bottom line as a human.
He was a martial artist, but first and foremost, he was a human!
"Hahahaha, this is really funny. There are actually people who treat slaves as humans. Those things are no different from beasts. Killing them is just killing them. How boring!"
Just as Ling Xiao finished speaking, a martial artist not far from them suddenly laughed and mocked. The people next to him also nodded repeatedly.
Ling Xiao and the others turned their heads to look and found that these people were all wearing the Sword King Sect's uniform.
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