SanjitNovel Chapter 383 The Arena
Chapter 383 The Arena
"Playing with fire? I like this feeling. Such a young eighth-level master! If you can completely conquer him, it would be such a pleasant thing." Garcia smiled coquettishly.
Sapir shrugged his shoulders. He had already seen through Garcia's character.Neither of them spoke anymore, and Garcia left the cab and returned to the cabin.
After sailing on the sea for half a day, they left the waters of Huaxia, and several people entered the high seas.On a large ship on the high seas, several people transferred to a helicopter again.Finally, when it was close to dinner, several people set foot on the ground.
"Welcome to our city, Bis City."
Sapir got off the helicopter and opened his arms.
"How is it? Is it a very prosperous city?" Sapir turned his head and looked at Han Feng who was looking around.
"It's really good."
Han Feng nodded.
"Let's go, let's get out of here first." Sapir smiled arrogantly, and left the airport with Han Feng.
When we left the airport, there was a sea of people outside.Han Feng's ears were full of English, which made him a little uncomfortable.
"You need to learn English well." Sapir looked at Han Feng with a smile.
For warriors of their level, learning a language is not difficult.Han Feng doesn't know English, just because he is too lazy to learn.If he is willing to learn, within a month, Han Feng will be able to speak an authentic London accent fluently, and it will be the kind that can communicate and write without any problems.
"Why are there so many people here?"
Han Feng nodded and said that he would learn English, and then his eyes were attracted by the surroundings.A few kilometers away from Hanfeng, a duel field with a height of more than [-] meters stands in the center of a square.With Han Feng's eyesight, he could clearly see that there were two warriors fighting on the dueling field.
"You mean the duel field?" Seeing Han Feng's gaze on the duel field, Sapir smiled.
"Because our Blood Sacrifice Society is currently recruiting personnel."
"Recruiter?" Han Feng looked at Sapir.
"Yes, our Blood Sacrifice Society also needs its own personnel." Sapir pointed to the duel arena.
"Anyone who can persist for five days in the duel arena will be awarded the title of God of War. Even if we fail, we will consider whether to recruit the other party into the Blood Sacrifice Club based on their performance."
"God of War? What is that?" Han Feng looked at Sapir suspiciously.
"Our Blood Sacrifice Society has never had its own formal armed forces before, and it was only used as a platform." Thrall said in a low voice.
"However, as our power grows, more and more people attract our attention, and some shady methods are constantly being used. In order to deal with these, our Blood Sacrifice Club decided to form our own armed forces. And the leader This armed one is the God of War."
"You actually use such an important position to recruit outsiders?" Han Feng asked a little strangely.
"Hey, this is just a cutscene." Sals pointed to a row of seats on one side of the arena.
"Did you see that? Those people over there are the real masters. It's just that the game has not started for a few days, and those masters will not end yet."
"What's the matter? Isn't your Cool Bones Club monolithic?" Han Feng keenly grasped the problem in Sals' words.
It's a very simple reasoning. If the Blood Sacrifice Society is monolithic, what kind of selection will be done to determine the candidates? Just decide on it.
"You Huaxia have a saying, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes." Sapir smiled wryly.
"With the growth of the Blood Sacrifice Society, it is quite normal for factions to appear. Now there are three main factions in the Blood Sacrifice Society. They advocate vigorously developing their own force organization, and the force faction headed by Lord Clive. The one who advocates the restriction of force is Eve. Lin-sama is the head of the stable faction, and the money-oriented faction headed by Campbell-sama is the interest faction."
"Oh? Tell me this kind of news from the beginning?" Han Feng was surprised.
"There's nothing to say, this is already an open secret in Bis City." Sapir said indifferently.
"Then which faction are you from?" Han Feng asked with a smile.
"We? Of course we are under the spell of Lord Campbell. After all, in this day and age, money is everything, isn't it?" Sapir spread his hands and said to Han Feng.
"How is it? Wang Zigao." Garcia leaned over and half leaned on Han Feng's body.The hot figure and face immediately attracted the attention of countless people.Many people whistled, Garcia's beautiful eyes turned cold, and he glanced around, many people closed their mouths, but there were also a few people with good cultivation, who whistled even louder.
Han Feng's face darkened, with enormous coercion pouring into his eyes, he glanced at the few people who continued to whistle.All of a sudden, the bodies of those people froze, and they fell down desperately.
No one exclaimed. In the city of Biss, where countless masters gather, people die every day.The population of these fallen people is still ups and downs, which proves that they are not dead yet.This is already very lucky, after all, not everyone who offends a powerful master can survive.
The group of people with Han Feng at the center suddenly fell silent, and the few people who had whistled before even walked out quietly.
"Nothing will happen, right?" Han Feng turned his head to look at Garcia.
"It's just a few bastards who can't see the situation clearly. Don't pay attention to them." Garcia sneered.
"This is the city of Biss. I really think it's those remote villages outside? The strength of a mere fifth level dares to be arrogant."
After Garcia finished speaking, he turned to look at Han Feng.
"Hey, I like a strong man like you. The feeling of drawing a knife and killing someone without a word is intoxicating. How about it? Are you interested in going up and playing with both hands?" Garcia pointed at the duel arena, winking Rusi looked at Han Feng.
"To the duel?" Han Feng raised his eyebrows.
"Yes." Garcia's fingers circled Han Feng's mouth.
"What? Is my hero scared?"
"Can you kill people?" Han Feng smiled.
"Of course." Garcia smiled.
"Let's go there." Han Feng waved his hand violently, forcing a passage through the crowd.Under the eyes of countless evil people who wanted to breathe fire, Han Feng suddenly jumped up.
"Tap tap."
Stepping on the heads of countless people, Han Feng rushed to the duel field.When he got to the bottom of the duel field, Han Feng swept his eyes and ran up along the outer wall of the duel field.
"Wow."
The people below shouted.
This is a duel field that is hundreds of meters high, and there is an elevator below it.Generally, the participating contestants take the elevator up, and like Han Feng, they rush up directly along the outer wall. Few of these Westerners have ever seen it.
The duel field with a height of more than [-] meters approached in an instant. When Han Feng stepped onto the duel field, the two guys above were fighting inextricably.Seeing Han Feng rushing up suddenly, the two guys jumped back instantly, each on guard.