Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

?The winner lives, the loser dies!

These are the rules of the Colosseum!

It's cruel here, but it's precisely because of this that it tempers people the most!

The ten core disciples of the Sword King Sect have all experienced the brutal life-and-death battle in the Colosseum and finally survived.

So not only are they powerful in cultivation, but they are also terrifying in actual combat!

Ling Xiao's heart was a little excited.

Although the four factions' martial arts competition is important, it is just a competition after all. How can such a life-and-death battle be better to hone one's combat skills.

He really wants to go on the field and give it a try. Anyway, tomorrow is the four factions' martial arts competition. Even if he goes back late, it doesn't matter.

"Liu Cang, if you want to participate in the battle in this Colosseum, what should you do?"

Ling Xiao asked.

"It's simple. If you want, you can raise it directly. There will be people over there who specialize in handling this matter."

Liu Cang pointed to a small house among the seats on the steps of the Colosseum and said.

"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 beast battle. The rules are very simple. There are only two:

First, your cultivation level is equal to or lower than that of war beasts, slaves or death row prisoners. This should be understandable, right? I’m not here to let you abuse your food;

Second, for a challenge, you have to pay at least 10,000 low-grade spiritual stones. If you win, you can get more than ten times the reward. But if you lose, you will die and the things will not be returned. "

"At least ten thousand? Does that mean you can pay more?"

"Of course, at least 10,000, and at most 100,000."

Liu Cang replied.

This rule is really simple and clear.

Just like fighting in the arena, if you want to gain greater benefits, you have to take greater risks, which suits Ling Xiao's taste.

"Guys, just sit here. You can't go any further. The closer you are to the seats in the Colosseum, the more dangerous it is. Moreover, there are powerful forces blocking it. If you don't have enough strength, you won't be able to get through."

Walking to the middle seat, Liu Cang said: "And the seats in front require tens of thousands of low-grade spiritual stones as a fee, which is not cost-effective at all."

Although he seemed to be thinking about Ling Xiao and others, in fact, his tone could not help but contain a bit of contempt.

Because in the Colosseum, the first three rows are generally reserved for the best disciples of the Sword King Sect. Although Ling Xiao and others are the core disciples of the Yuehua Sect, in Liu Cang's view, I am afraid that Not as good as the ordinary inner disciples of their Sword King Sect.

"Hmph, you look down on us, don't you? Then just stay here."

Leng Hao couldn't listen anymore, snorted coldly, raised his feet and continued walking towards the front. Although the back was basically crowded with people, the first three rows were relatively free and comfortable to sit on.

"Liu Cang, thank you for bringing us here. It's just a small thing. I won't need you to accompany me from now on."

Ling Xiao casually threw out a hundred low-grade spiritual stones as a reward, and then walked forward with the other three people.

"Just sit in the third row. It has the best view there, better than the first two rows."

He said as he walked.

"Um!"

The other three people naturally had no objections. Dai Yuling and Leng Hao had long been following Ling Xiao's lead, and Lan Yu'er now gradually regarded Ling Xiao as her backbone. They would naturally listen to Ling Xiao's words.

"Humph, a bunch of self-righteous guys!"

Liu Cang snorted coldly, and then stood there, waiting to see the four people's jokes.

However, what stunned him was that when Ling Xiao and the other four faced the invisible wall of air, they showed no sign of hesitation at all. They walked to the third row like a leisurely stroll and then sat down.

"These guys are really not simple! It seems that the core disciples of Yuehua Sect are not that useless."

Liu Cang always heard from his senior brothers how useless and useless the disciples of the Yuehua Sect were, but looking at it today, it seems that this is not entirely the case.

He couldn't help but have some doubts about the comments he had heard before.

When Ling Xiao and the other four sat down, a battle in the Colosseum had already ended. Sadly, the challenger was decapitated by the death row prisoner with a sword.

This death row prisoner will receive some monetary rewards every time he wins a game. When the number of wins reaches 100, he will be free.

The same goes for slaves.

Of course, those monsters and ferocious beasts are unlucky. Unless they die in battle, they will have to face those ferocious challengers at any time.

Looking at this bloody scene, as a warrior, there is nothing uncomfortable about it.

If a warrior cannot adapt to blood and death, then he can only be regarded as a waste.

In the stands, cheers and curses mingled together.

No one cares whether the challenger lives or lives.

I cheer just because I feel excited and feel good!

The curse was because you lost money, not because you saw someone die!

This is a fighting beast. If you win, you will not only get spiritual stone rewards, but you will also be more likely to break through the shackles!

Therefore, the opponents chosen by many warriors are often not the kind that they can defeat with absolute certainty, because then there is no point in training, but in this way, the chance of death is greater.

"Senior Brother Ling, you just asked Liu Cang about fighting beasts. Do you want to challenge him?"

After sitting down, Leng Hao asked curiously.

"right!"

Ling Xiao did have such an idea.

"Then are you planning to challenge a ferocious beast, or a death row prisoner or a slave?" Leng Hao asked again.

"Death row!"

Ling Xiao's answer was very clear and straightforward.

"What's the reason?"

Leng Hao asked with some confusion.

"First of all, I will definitely not choose slaves. Slaves have a miserable fate. I am not a good person, but I will definitely not attack such poor people;

Secondly, I would not choose beasts, because although ferocious beasts of the same realm are usually stronger than warriors, in such life and death challenges, humans can often burst out with more terrifying strength than usual. Choosing humans is more effective. It can hone combat skills. As for the ferocious beast, although it is intelligent, it is still too stupid after all;

The last point is that death row prisoners are different from slaves. Death row prisoners are all put here because they have committed crimes that deserve death. Although they are equally pitiful, they basically deserve to die. If you kill me, you will not feel any guilt. "

Although Ling Xiao is not merciful and emulates others to be a holy mother, he does his best to harm innocent and poor people as little as possible. This is also his bottom line as a human being.

He is a warrior, but first of all he is a human being!

"Hahahaha, it's so funny that some people treat slaves as human beings. Those things are no different from animals or wild beasts. If you kill them, you just kill them. It's so boring!"

Just as Ling Xiao finished speaking, a warrior not far away from them suddenly laughed and taunted him. The people next to him also nodded repeatedly.

Ling Xiao and others turned around and saw that these people were all wearing Sword King Sect costumes.

And judging from the characteristics of those costumes, among the six people in total, three are inner disciples and the other three are core disciples.

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