Misty City, the largest city in Yunzhou, was extremely prosperous.
Lin Xuan and Ye Qing landed when they were still twenty miles away from the city gate. The spirit crane flew back to the sect while Lin Xuan and Ye Qing walked towards Misty City.
From afar, they could see the black city walls of Misty City. They were more than a hundred feet tall and the entire city wall was made of Obsidian. It was extremely hard.
In front of the city gate, there were two rows of heavily armored guards. Every one of them had an unusually strong aura. Lin Xuan and the others could not compare to them.
Lin Xuan estimated that the strength of these guards was around Meridian Stage Eight. If they were in the Black Heaven Sect, they would be ranked in the top thirty. Of course, this did not mean that the disciples of the Black Heaven Sect were weak. After all, there was a huge age gap between the two sides.
The disciples of the Black Heaven Sect were all sixteen or seventeen years old with unlimited potential. On the other hand, these guards were around twenty-five or twenty-six years old. They were almost ten years younger than the disciples of the sect.
Misty City was not only powerful, but the entrance fee was also shockingly expensive. Lin Xuan and Ye Qing paid three hundred low-grade spiritual stones to pass.
Once they entered, the surroundings became lively. Half of the people coming and going were martial artists. Among them were disciples of the sect and wanderers of the Jianghu. There were too many to count.
"Follow me!" Ye Qing pulled Lin Xuan and walked towards the center of the city.
In the center of the city was a huge palace that went straight underground.
On the side, there was a tall stone tablet with three big words written on it: Martial Arts Arena!
Lin Xuan noticed that the people who came and went were either cultivators with high cultivation or disciples of wealthy families. Ordinary people would not come here at all.
"Excuse me, do you have a Martial Arts Battle Token?" A guard in a blood-red robe stopped Lin Xuan and Ye Qing. The aura on his body was stronger than the guards at the city gate.
"We don't have a Martial Arts Battle Token, but Luo Qingshan is our Senior Brother. If there is any fee, just put it under his name." Ye Qing was very familiar with it. It was obviously not his first time here.
"So you are Young Master Luo's fellow disciples, please!" The guard said with a smile.
"Looks like Senior Brother Luo is quite famous!" Lin Xuan was even more curious about this senior brother that he had never met before.
"That's right. Not only is Senior Brother Luo an inner disciple of the Black Heaven Sect, but he's also a member of the Four Great Clans. It's said that his clan owns the Coliseum, so it's very useful to announce Senior Brother Luo's name here."
Lin Xuan was surprised. He didn't expect Senior Brother Luo to have such a powerful background. However, he soon felt relieved. This could only be beneficial to him.
The inside of the Colosseum was very spacious and was divided into many levels. However, they only extended downwards.
The first floor was equivalent to a hall. There were many places to rest. On one of the walls, there was a light screen formed by an array formation. Figures were moving on it.
Lin Xuan curiously looked over and saw two cultivators fighting. Their moves were ruthless, as though they were in a battle to the death.
In the entire hall, almost everyone on the ninth floor was watching the competition. Many people were even placing bets to support the cultivators they favored. Some young women wearing light muslin were shuttling back and forth in the crowd with exquisite wine in their hands.
"This is …" Lin Xuan looked at the figures on the light screen and asked.
It was similar to the spiritual space in the Cultivation Pagoda. It was also a high-level array formation that displayed the battle situation. Ye Qing explained. The difference was that the two people inside were real cultivators and not virtual characters.
Lin Xuan suddenly understood. No wonder it was called the Colosseum. So this was how it was called. In this kind of spiritual virtual space, death wasn't real death. It was just a bit of mental fatigue.
However, the benefits obtained in the spiritual space could be completely fed back to the body. In other words, countless battles of life and death could be carried out here to stimulate the potential in the body. There was no need to worry about death.
"It's really a good place!" Lin Xuan couldn't help but become excited.
How could one's strength increase quickly? Was it just closed-door cultivation? Apart from some special races and special geniuses, the others couldn't increase their strength if they went into closed-door cultivation for too long.
On the contrary, it could be counterproductive.
However, there was one way that was suitable for all humans, and that was to fight!
Fighting with people of similar strength, fighting beyond their level, a life and death battle! All of these could stimulate the potential in the cultivator's body and obtain powerful strength.
"Don't be happy too early. The expenses here are very expensive. It's two mid-grade spirit stones a day!" Ye Qing said.
"Two mid-grade spirit stones!" Lin Xuan was shocked. The quality of mid-grade spirit stones was much higher than low-grade spirit stones. The exchange rate was also one to one thousand. In other words, in this Colosseum, doing nothing for a day would cost two thousand low-grade spirit stones!
"Damn! It's really violent! " Lin Xuan touched his chin and then said, "If I can win the competition, the reward must be very generous right?"
"Of course! The premise is that you can win! "Ye Qing said without holding back.
"Let's go, I'll take you to see senior brother Luo."
Lin Xuan followed behind Ye Qing and walked down the stairs, arriving at the basement level.
The situation was similar to the main hall. This basement was also a place to rest. However, compared to the people above, it was obvious that the people here were a level higher.
"Hoodlum! Where's senior brother Luo? "Ye Qing said to a young manager.
"So it's Sister Ye Qing. Wait here, I'll help you call young master Luo." The young man called Hoodlum quickly disappeared.
Lin Xuan and Ye Qing found a comfortable place to sit down. Soon, beautiful maids brought in food and drinks. Ye Qing lazily leaned on the recliner and grabbed a spirit fruit to eat.
Lin Xuan looked at the screen on the wall. On it, a red and a blue cultivator were fighting fiercely.
Although he couldn't feel the aura of the two, but from the strength of the spirit energy released, Lin Xuan could roughly judge that the two were both at the seventh level of the Meridians Stage. However, they were much stronger than ordinary disciples like Shi Kun.
The use of spirit energy and the precision of their moves were praiseworthy. Lin Xuan's eyes flashed with light, as if he had forgotten everything.
At this moment, a handsome looking young man quickly walked over. The young man was around 17 or 18 years old, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes. His body was surrounded by a faint light, as if he was a god of war.
The young man didn't deliberately release his spirit energy, but the light around him was still dazzling.
"Sister Ye, how come you're here?" The young man's voice was very calm.
"Senior brother Luo!" Ye Qing, after hearing the voice, jumped up with joy. "Instructor Murong recently accepted another disciple, so I brought him over to see."
"Oh? I have another junior brother? "Senior brother Luo laughed.
"Lin Xuan, come and greet senior brother Luo!" Ye Qing shouted.
However, Lin Xuan, as if he didn't hear anything, was staring at the screen. This scene made Ye Qing pout, and she couldn't wait to slap him.
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