Since the Eternal Forest is a gathering place for many extremely vicious people, of course there is no legal restriction.
But Eternal City is one of the surprises.
Does anyone know when the Eternal City was built? No one knows who built it.
The Eternal City has stood there for as long as man has known consciousness and has never disappeared.
Hundreds of thousands of years have passed, and people have almost forgotten the specific size and appearance of the Eternal City.
It has now become the most important symbol of the Eternal Forest.
Private fighting is prohibited in the Eternal City. Anyone who wants everyone must go to the fighting field in the Eternal City.
Then you will not lack people to fight with each other every day. After all, these vicious people will make everyone unhappy.
A large number of people die every day because of fighting, and no one will feel sorry for these people.
They would just watch these people fighting around the arena, and then shout crazily.
At this moment, Qin Changsheng also arrived at the fighting field.
Since he came to Eternal City, he still wanted to take a look at the biggest feature of Eternal City.
"kill!"
There are dozens of fighting arenas in the Eternal City, large and small, and various life-and-death duels are held here every day.
These Dou Magic Arenas have clear classifications. Some Dou Magic Arenas only allow entry to people below the Nascent Soul stage, while some Dou Magic Arenas allow entry to people below the Golden Core stage.
As long as you choose to step into the fighting arena, it means that you have signed a life and death certificate.
In the fighting arena, life or death does not matter!
When Qin Changsheng and Duan De came to the fighting field, a pair of monks in the Nascent Soul Stage were engaged in a life-and-death duel.
There was no deep hatred between the two of them, they just came to the fighting field because they didn't like each other.
Such examples are not uncommon in the Eternal City.
Many people have gone through untold hardships to escape to the Eternal City, where they are under tremendous pressure every day.
If something makes them uncomfortable, the volcano in their hearts will immediately erupt.
Qin Changsheng looked at the two Nascent Soul stage monks.
One of these two people looks very young, but the other is already in his old age.
The young monk looked good-looking and had nothing to do with evil.
And the twilight old man is even more kind-hearted. If he were not in the Eternal City, Qin Changsheng would think that he is a great benevolent person.
The saying that people should not be judged by their appearance is vividly reflected in the Eternal City.
After the two people stepped into the fighting arena, they started to fight directly without any verbal ridicule or declaration of fighting skills.
Both of them are trying their best to kill each other.
Qin Changsheng stood on the fighting field and watched the battle with Duan De.
"Little friend, who do you think can win between the two of them?" Duan De asked his question casually.
Qin Changsheng looked at the situation and analyzed it carefully.
The young monk in the field is probably at the early stage of Nascent Soul. He should be a decent person. He uses a long sword and is considered a half-sword cultivator.
The reason why only the upper half of sword cultivators are counted is because Qin Changsheng can see that this young monk is only good at using long swords and does not use long swords as his only means of attack.
In other words, such a young monk has not devoted all his efforts to the art of swordsmanship.
Therefore, the young monk can be considered a half-sword cultivator at best.
The old man on the other side was in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, and he seemed to be evil at first glance.
Although the old man looked kind-hearted, when he used his skills, it was filled with darkness.
Qin Changsheng could feel from the black mist that the old man should have killed many people.
There were bursts of crying babies in the black mist, and Qin Changsheng could even tell that the black mist was caused by the old man often killing children.
If this were in the outside world, this old man would have been despised by everyone, but this is the Eternal City. Instead of spitting on him, the monks around him screamed crazily.
Killing is the only synonym here. The more people you kill, you will naturally gain everyone's respect.
Even if you kill women and children, even if you have committed heinous crimes.
Qin Changsheng quickly made a judgment based on their skills and fighting methods.
"This young monk should be better than the old man."
"Oh? How can you see it?" Duan De asked curiously.
"Now it seems that the old man in black can use his black mist to firmly suppress the young monk, but have you noticed that the young monk has never used any magic weapon other than the long sword. Since he is not a sword cultivator, it proves that he There are other abilities. Although I don’t know what they are, once he uses them, the old man in black can only regretfully lose."
Duan De nodded after hearing Qin Changsheng's analysis.
He had not noticed the young monk's long sword before, but now he observed it more carefully and confirmed that there was basically nothing wrong with Qin Changsheng.
The battle was going on fiercely, and both the young monks and the old men in black were using up all their spiritual power.
The shadow of the sword flew away and black mist filled the air. The two seemed to be fighting indistinguishably.
But just when the old man in black was about to expand the range of the black mist again, he suddenly found that his body could not move.
"you you!"
The old man in black looked at his chest with some horror. He found that there were three silver needles in his chest.
He didn't know when these three silver needles appeared on his chest, but these three silver needles had sealed his acupoints, preventing him from using his spiritual power freely.
The young monk seized this opportunity and stabbed directly with his long sword. The chest of the old man in black was penetrated, and a huge amount of blood spurted out from his left chest.
Just as Qin Changsheng expected, the young monk also mastered attack methods other than common ones.
The three silver needles on the chest of the old man in black are the best witness. Once these three silver needles are ejected by the young monk, even those with a higher cultivation level will hate it.
When the young monk saw that the old man in black had no breath, he stepped on the old man in black.
"Old man, be careful when you are reincarnated in your next life. Don't meet me again."
Qin Changsheng witnessed the entire battle, and his face never changed at all.
Qin Changsheng has killed quite a few people now. He has long been accustomed to the greed and ugliness of human nature.
He didn't think there was anything wrong in what the young monk did. Since he was on the field of life-and-death duel, all rules were allowed.
If you unfortunately die in the fighting field, it can only prove that you are too weak, but not that there is a problem with the opponent.
Duan De looked at Qin Changsheng with great satisfaction.
He thought in his heart: He is indeed a person of Tianmai. It seems that God chose him for a reason.
Qin Changsheng didn't care about Duan De's opinion at the moment. He was interested in the young monk.
The three silver needles used by the young monk just now gave Qin Changsheng a very familiar feeling.
Thirteen needles of yin and yang!
Qin Changsheng was convinced that the acupuncture technique performed by the young monk was related to the thirteen needles of Yin and Yang, and he had to go up and ask for details.
This was a secret of his Qin family. How could the young man in front of him use it?
