Chapter 168: Holy Land for the Strong, Hell for the Weak

Style: Fantasy Author: Jiang YunWords: 3241Update Time: 24/01/18 11:20:14
The streets, which were dozens of feet wide, were enough for ten carriages to travel side by side, and they did not appear to be crowded at all due to their entry into the city.

As for the other difference from the principality capital, I'm afraid there are no vendors on both sides of the street.

Without the vendors, there would be no shouting, so the human touch would be reduced.

Walking slowly on a street that is no different from any city except that it is spacious, your senses are constantly scanning the various shops on both sides.

In addition to those majestic buildings covered by formations, most of them can give a glimpse of the scene inside the store.

It's just that the items in those stores are not much different except that the prices are much higher than those in the Principality of Wind and Fire.

There is another difference between tailor shops, weapon shops, bookstores, blacksmith shops, pawnshops, inns, etc., that is, the shopkeepers of those shops all have good cultivation skills.

Even those waiters who bow their heads and are extremely attentive mostly have second-level cultivation.

Yiran suddenly remembered a very appropriate lyric, "The moon abroad is not as round as the one at home", and the life in the empire is not superior to that in the principality.

If it were not for the pursuit of greater strength, life in the empire might not be as good as those in remote principalities.

After all, in some principalities, fifth-level monks can protect one side or run rampant.

But after coming to the empire, they were nothing. The siege on the Meihua River was the best proof.

In the empire, fifth-level monks are already the most common fighting force. Without a superior birth, it would take more than several years for such strength to gain a foothold in Yishui City.

Perhaps this is the real reason why few people from the principality come to the empire to experience.

If you are young and have insufficient cultivation, it will be extremely difficult to move from the principality to the empire, and you will most likely die on the way.

And when he got older and became stronger in cultivation, but also achieved a good reputation in the principality, and even had a wife and children behind him, his desire to fight in the empire faded away.

Passing by an inn with extremely simple decoration, I suddenly noticed the group of people who had just passed by me.

A total of seven people were sitting around the table, and there were many people in the inn who were of similar age and cultivation to them, and even the food, drinks, and food were similar to them.

The aura on the vegetarian dishes didn't even have the first level, and the meat only came from the second level monsters. The wine didn't stick to the bowl and was not sticky. You didn't need to smell the wine to know that it was an extremely ordinary drink. What you had was just strong enough.

But these seven people didn't care about the food and drinks at all. They ate meat and drank wine.

With a drunken look on his face, he was holding hands with the people next to him, some were punching each other, some were talking dirty words, and some were expressing their sorrows in their hearts through the drunkenness.

Men stand up at thirty, and most of them have already passed the threshold of thirty. They can call the shots in their own town, but when they come to Yishui City, they have to climb up from the bottom.

In this way, the accumulated sorrow in my heart will never be less.

But they all have a belief in their hearts that keeps them moving forward, which is to bring their relatives to Yishui City and gain a foothold in Yishui City.

At that time, as long as I live for a day, I no longer have to worry about the monsters that will come when I don't know when.

This is true for the seven people here, and most of the monks drinking in the inn are also like this.

They lived frugally, even though they had just caught several fourth-level monster fish, they never really thought about it.

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How to live a luxurious life.

They have long been regular customers of this inn, and it can even be said that this inn is specially opened for these people.

Yiran continued walking towards the city without any pause. Some news about the Starfall Arena was keenly captured by some senses staying in the inn.

"Look at Peng Xiao at the table next to him. He is really hardworking. A water magician can actually thrive in the Starfall Arena."

"Isn't that right? Moreover, every time there is a tide of strange fish, he, the water magician, always kills many more strange fish than us."

"Yes, and have you noticed that he has been in Yishui City for a few months, and there have been more than 20 strange fish tides, and he has discovered more than a handful of strange fish kings. It seems that he is even better than us. The two-year-olds in Yishui City now own their own homes earlier."

"Hey, it's so irritating to compare people to each other. But don't be bitter, Old Wang. There's no way that a guy who can survive in a gladiatorial arena can compare with us."

"I remember that when you first came to Yishui City, you boasted that you wanted those fighters to see your style. Later, you were beaten like a dog and thrown out of the arena."

"The money you got from that battle was not enough to buy recovery potions. You lay down for half a month that time, and you never went to a gladiatorial arena after that."

The middle-aged man, known as Lao Wang, not only did not feel angry when he heard his friend's sarcasm, but he was actually a little proud and retorted:

"Hey, I just lay down for half a month. It's better than you guys who don't dare to enter the arena."

"You didn't see those fighters taking action. They were really decisive in killing each other. I was lucky enough to survive. But then again, how many people can walk out of the arena alive?"

At this point, everyone at the table silently picked up the wine bowl and drank it all in one gulp, all without saying a word.

They are all talented people who came from various towns, but after entering Yishui City, there is a fengshui boundary, and the gladiatorial arena shows this dividing line well.

There is one type of people who can survive in the arena, there is another type of people who dare not even enter the arena, and there is another type of people who can win in the arena.

"I heard that there is a ranking in the arena. The higher the number of consecutive wins, the higher the ranking. The rewards after winning each battle will be richer. Lao Wang, you should tell us about it."

Lao Wang slowly filled his bowl with wine, brought it to his nose and smelled it, his eyes filled with intoxication. After drinking it all, he slowly said:

"At that time, I thought I was a genius, so I read many details of the rules of the arena, but in the end I never thought that that battle would be the last one."

"Although it's impossible for you guys to go to the arena to fight, since you asked, I'm here to tell you."

"Fighters are powerful monks trained by the forces behind the arena. They are specially used to fight with people in the arena. Their combat prowess is all the best among their peers."

"And all the training they received was in killing techniques. The sophistication of the martial arts is unimaginable, and the power is also extremely tyrannical."

"Of course, the most terrifying thing is that they are all fearless of death. They are extremely ruthless in their attacks. They are also ruthless to their enemies and themselves."

"That fight next to me,

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That fighter already had the strength of an eight-star martial arts master, but his opponent was only a seven-star martial arts master. A guy who dares to cross the border to challenge a fighter will never be a good talker. "

"The guy was not only young, but he also hit the fighter with wide open and wide movements. The fighter felt no pain at all and fought to the death with the young man. After his right arm was cut off, he continued fighting with a knife in his left hand."

"After the left arm was cut off again, he directly hit it with his body, but the ending was really tragic. Every bone in his body was broken off. Although he didn't die, it was even worse than death."

It was the first time for the people sitting at the table to hear their brother Wang tell his story in the arena.

The bloody scene seemed to appear clearly before their eyes, making their hands holding the wine bowl tremble slightly.

They all survived bloody battles with monsters, otherwise they would not have the cultivation and combat power they have today.

But they couldn't imagine how a person could use his left arm to fight after his right arm was broken, and then use his body to fight after his left arm was broken again.

You have to know the outcome of a battle in this situation. When the fighter's right arm was cut off, the outcome was already obvious. However, the fighter did not choose to surrender, but actually fought to the death.

There is absolutely no hatred between the two, but why is the fighter so cruel? Of course there is only one possibility.

It was the gladiatorial arena that gave these fighters a death order, either to defeat or kill their opponents, or to die themselves!

The hairs on Yi Ran's body stood up when he heard this. How terrifying are the forces behind the Starfall Arena? They can cultivate such powerful fighters and not care about their life or death at all.

When he heard this, Yiran also stopped and listened intently to the conversation of the group through perception.

Lao Wang picked up a fat and oily leg and took a big bite. This was not enough. He drank all the strong wine in the bowl again before feeling a slight warmth.

Whenever he thought of his experience in the arena that day, Lao Wang would feel as cold as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, while the drinking friends around him were already filled with fear just by hearing Lao Wang's words.

After drinking a bowl of strong wine, Lao Wang continued: "It is because of the influence of that battle that when I faced the fighter in front of me, my mind was filled with the battle scenes that happened around me, which resulted in me exerting less than 80% of my strength. .”

Although everyone present thought that he was trying to protect his own face, it was rare that no one came out to refute.

"In that battle, I had no power to resist at all. I just tried my best to resist the opponent's attack from the beginning to the end. Fortunately, I was beaten off the stage at the last moment and escaped death. However, I didn't know how many muscles and bones were injured. "

"If the injury hadn't seriously affected my practice, I might have entered the Great Martial Sect now."

"And when I was looking through the rules of the arena, I found that there are more rules on top of the common agreements, but those rules are no longer accessible to me."

"Perhaps that guy Peng Xiao knows about it. After all, it is rumored that he can not only fight evenly with fellow fighters, but also occasionally win by half."

When Yiran heard this, he continued to walk towards the Starfall Arena.

A place that can make geniuses flock to it and make weak people fear like tigers. Yiran is also very curious. She only hopes that this place can make her strength take a few steps forward!

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