Peerless Martial God

This place was indeed as cruel as the battlefield.    

A single Imprisonment Battle Arena was capable of attracting so many people, and could even allow a person to personally step into danger. This showed just how strong a person's will was in pursuing the Martial Dao.    

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

"The person in charge of the Imprisonment Battle Arena will announce the strength and battle achievements of the slave Martial Cultivator s and the demon beasts in the prison, and the people in the viewing platform can choose from this to enter the prison, fight with humans, or fight with demon beasts. Of course, only people with a cultivation level equivalent to slave Martial Cultivator s and demon beasts, or even lower, can step into the prison, possessing the right to fight, if not, it will have no meaning."    

Wen Aoxue explained to Lin Feng.    

Lin Feng slightly nodded his head, it was indeed so. If the people who entered the prison were much stronger than the slave Martial Cultivator and the demon beasts, then the battle would be meaningless. The master of the Imprisonment Battle Arena would not do such a foolish thing.    

Many people, for the sake of the Elemental Stone, sometimes also go to the prison to engage in battles. For example, amongst the people in the galaxy, there are people who go through the prison battles to gain their own courage and blood, and then continuously break through their limits, and after obtaining the Elemental Stone, they then go to the Cultivation Tower to cultivate. This way, their strength can increase rapidly, and of course, it will also be extremely dangerous.    

"Crisis and opportunity coexist. Which expert doesn't walk over a pile of corpses and struggle countless times in the midst of death before finally reaching the Ninth Heaven?"    

Wen Aoxue's voice carried some seriousness within it, causing Lin Feng to be stunned. It seemed that a man who was even more beautiful than a woman would frequently step into prison, and if he saw her for the first time, he definitely would not dare to imagine it.    

As they were speaking, the group continuously descended the stairs, and Lin Feng could already clearly see the entirety of the Imprisonment Battle Arena.    

This was a field the size of a football field, with an incomparably huge iron cage directly covering this vast field, as if it was falling from the sky.    

The iron cage was about ten meters tall, and it was divided into two areas. In one area, a demon beast was fighting with someone, and in the other area, two people were fighting to the death.    

The Spirit Demon beasts and the Martial Cultivator slaves were respectively placed in the two areas of the Imprisonment Battle Arena. The people in the stands could freely choose whether to fight against the demon beasts or the slave Martial Cultivator s.    

Right at this moment, a figure appeared in front of Lin Feng and the rest, and looked at them indifferently.    

Wen Aoxue seemed to have already expected this, taking out six Middle Grade Elemental Stone and handing them over to the other party, who immediately retreated to the side, allowing Lin Feng and the others to advance.    

"The first ten rows near the Imprisonment Battle Arena are positioned at the front and have the best field of vision. Furthermore, one has the priority to enter the prison, however, if you want to enter the top ten rows, each person has to pay a Middle Grade Elemental Stone."    

Wen Aoxue said as he walked, causing his eyes to narrow. "A single Middle Grade Elemental Stone is too much, isn't it?"    

It had to be known that a piece of Middle Grade Elemental Stone was enough to cultivate in any one of the cultivation room s from the fourth to tenth level for a month.    

"Not much, not much at all." What surprised Lin Feng was that Wen Aoxue immediately shook his head and said: "Think about it, who are the people sitting in front of us?"    

"There are also people who want to fight, and there are also people who do not lack Elemental Stone s." Lin Feng pondered for a moment, before replying.    

"You're right, to those who want to fight, as long as he wins the battle, he will be able to get at least ten Middle Grade Elemental Stone, and the price of that piece is naturally worth it. If he loses, it means death, and there is no point in keeping the Elemental Stone on them; as for the latter kind of people, as you have said, they do not lack the heads of the Elemental Stone, so naturally they will not care about them."    

Wen Aoxue said, pointing to the third row's row: "Let's sit over there."    

"Alright." Lin Feng nodded his head, there were not many people in the top 10 rows, compared to the back, the seats were much more spacious. After all, those who wanted to engage in a prisoner fight, as well as those who did not care about Elemental Stone, were the minority.    

Just as Lin Feng sat down, the battle within the Imprisonment Battle Arena had also ended.    

The Martial Cultivator slave who was still shackled had his hand inserted into the heart of the prisoner. Fresh blood dripped out and the scene looked extremely cruel.    

However, it was clear that the crowd had long since gotten used to it. Each and every one of them began to shout in a crazed manner, their blood boiling with excitement.    

Liu Fei and Jing Yun's brows tightly knitted together. They felt that this situation was a bit uncomfortable, but Lin Feng, on the other hand, although felt a little nervous in his heart, was very calm on the surface. After coming to this world for so long, he had long gotten used to the law of the jungle.    

"If he doesn't have absolute confidence, then why would he go and fight?" Lin Feng shook his head, the person who was killed was someone he chose himself. He could not blame others for his own life and death.    

"Lin Feng, if you were in the same realm, would you be willing to fight a demon beast or a slave Martial Cultivator?"    

Wen Aoxue asked Lin Feng curiously after hearing his low voice.    

"Demonic beast." Lin Feng replied without any hesitation.    

was startled upon hearing Lin Feng's answer, then he laughed: "Your choice isn't wrong, many people think that within the same realm, beasts would usually be stronger than humans, but here, it would be different. Slave Martial Cultivator, from the moment they become slaves, they have been facing the danger of losing their lives at any time, and they do not know when they will die. Living, is their only belief, and their desire to live is stronger than anyone else.    

"Perhaps, there are times when you think that you are stronger than them, and the truth is indeed like that. However, during the prison battle, you will discover that the last person alive might not necessarily be you."    

For the sake of living, what a lowly dream.    

Lin Feng sighed secretly in his heart, but he shook his head and said: "You are right, but the reason I said that I would fight against the demon beasts was not because of this."    

"It isn't?" Wen Aoxue was slightly surprised as he looked at Lin Feng.    

"No." Lin Feng nodded, and said: "Although they are slaves and do not have human rights, they are still humans."    

When Wen Aoxue heard Lin Feng's slightly solemn voice, his eyes focused, and a peculiar expression flashed past his eyes.    

"Just as you said, their only belief is that they are alive. They killed those prisoners because the other party wanted their lives, and they want to live. Such a lowly dream, no one can criticize their cruelty, and they want me to kill as I please for the sake of some Elemental Stone, for my own benefit.    

Lin Feng didn't think of himself as a good person, and he didn't think of himself as a savior either. But at least, while he was chasing after the Martial Dao, there were still some things that he needed to persevere for, at least, he could live up to his expectations.    

When Wen Aoxue heard Lin Feng's calm words, and for the first time, that familiar Imprisonment Battle Arena, his heart actually fluctuated a little.    

Although the Martial Cultivator slaves were slaves, they were still human!    

That's right, they were human, but in this cruel world, many people never treated slaves as human beings. There were just too few people like Lin Feng.    

The vast majority of people were trying to become stronger. In order to become stronger, in order to reach their goal, they were willing to do anything they could to kill someone. This was extremely normal.    

"Perhaps, you're right. I've decided that in the future, I'll only fight against demon beasts."    

Wen Aoxue laughed, but at this time, a voice full of ridicule came from not too far behind him.    

"Since when did people from the Star General Department learn to be merciful? How laughable."    

Lin Feng and Wen Aoxue's gaze turned to look behind them, only to see a group of well-dressed youths sitting there. The corners of their mouths carried arrogance as they looked down at Lin Feng and the others, standing high above them.    

"A member of the Aristocratic Department!"    

Lin Feng raised his eyebrows. Amongst this group of well-dressed youths, there was one person that Lin Feng recognized. It was the youth that he had slapped on the face the day he entered the Tianyi Academy.