C18 Phantom Face

The ceiling was covered with crystal like ornaments. The light was moving, but half of the wall was split into two. The upper half was covered in crystal colors, and looked noble and elegant as if it was a symbol of nobility.

On the other hand, the lower half of the arena was like cracked mud, full of holes. It had an incongruous beauty to it.

The arena was huge, enough to hold about 3,000 people!

In the martial field, there were martial artists that spat out blood and were strangled to death, and there were even more that didn't finish after they died. Their fists directly smashed the martial artist's head into the field!

The deafening cries, the thunderous applause, and the blood-colored eyeballs of the crowd caused the entire battle coliseum to be filled with excitement.

This place was completely sealed, and the crystal decorations close to the ceiling illuminated the entire place. It was as if they were in a city that never sleeps, just for the fun of it!

What an inhumane Swordsman City.

"Hello, sir. Are you here to register the fighters?"

A lady with a graceful figure came over. She was plump and had a mesmerizing charm in her sleeves. Her smile was overflowing with smiles, and her lips were light. Her smile was very pretty.

Sure enough, his Swordsman City was well-deserved, even the maids were well-trained, Leh Feng thought to himself. His expression did not change, his eyes were indifferent, and his head nodded.

The maid had a sweet smile on her face. She had been working in the Swordsman City all year round, so she had a better understanding of the warriors who had been registered.

Immediately after, the maid brought him to the registration office. An old man looked at Leh Feng with disdain in his eyes; a practitioner at the fifth level of Spirit Martial Stage actually dared to come to the registration office, it was simply not a pleasure for the audience.

"Name."

"Ghost Face!"

The crowd was unable to see the expression on Leh Feng's face.

The old man looked impatient. After filling in the name, he coldly said, "Is there any collateral?"

"No!"

It was as quiet as a pin drop.

"Then what are you doing here!? You're here to play with this old man! "

The old man shouted out in anger, his imposing Qi erupted as a cultivation at the seventh level of the Spirit Martial Stage exploded out.

Leh Feng's expression was calm, he was not afraid of the old man's heavy aura, and said indifferently: "I remember that there is a dojo in Swordsman City that does not require any collateral, I will register there!"

The people at the registration area immediately rushed over with surprised gazes. The only martial ground that did not require collateral was the Blood Martial Field!

The people there were all desperate criminals, and the masters of Swordsman City had spent a high price to hire them, so they could battle with the registered warriors. However, it was a very cruel place, and the winner would often earn a lot of gold.

It was obvious that the latter occupied the minority. That place was filled with blood and cruelty, and very few people would step down from the stage in their entirety!

The maid who just registered with Leh Feng also had a strange look in her beautiful eyes. She never thought that he was going to participate in the duel in the bloody dojo!

The old man's anger disappeared. His voice was deep and cold.

"Are you sure? We are not a playground for children, so we could lose our lives at any time. Furthermore, the warriors in the Blood Martial Field are all at the seventh stage of the Spirit Martial Stage, with your cultivation level … "

"Under the Profound Martial Stage, I don't have any problems!"

Leh Feng answered frankly with a cold gaze. He didn't come here to play, he didn't come here to have a few martial arts battles to earn some benefits!

There was only the cruel Blood Dojo, which not only could satisfy the audience's desire for a feast, it could also get a large amount of money, thus, the Blood Dojo was the most popular place in the entire Swordsman City!

And for Leh Feng, the Bloodbath Arena was perfect.

Everyone's eyes trembled. Under the state of Profound Martial Stage, there was no problem with it. Anyone could brag about it, but if the other party had already said so, how could they let this little sheep off the hook!

What Leh Feng said just now, most people treated it as a joke, a newborn calf. Many people scoffed at it with disdain …

At most one, he would be beaten to death in order to make others happy. Here, there was a survival of the fittest. It was unknown just how many warriors had died!

"Yes, alright. The registration is complete. We will prepare a match for you at any time."

Leh Feng nodded and turned around to leave. Before he left, he also signed a Life and Death Contract!

Regardless of the competition, he was still conceited about his own life and death! This was also very consistent with the style of Swordsman City, disregarding the importance of life and death in the martial ground.

With the humongous Swordsman City, packed into a packed crowd, there were no empty seats. The ear-splitting explosion resounded, and the visual feast on the martial ground was completely satisfying the tense atmosphere of the audience!

"Mr. Ghost Face."

Right at this moment, a melodious voice called out to him!

It was the maid from before. Her name seemed to be Wan'er.

Wan'er was smiling as she walked over gracefully. Every maid's appearance was exceptional within this Swordsman City, causing the entire arena to have a different kind of scenery.

"Is there a martial field?"

"That's right, sir. This is your first time here and you still don't know the rules, right?"

Leh Feng nodded. With an indifferent gaze, he could be considered to have tacitly agreed.

The Blood dojo is the most bloody, cruel, and brutal dojo in the entire dojo, and it's extremely special. The spectators are also very excited about that kind of excitement, and every time they open the dojo, they would place a huge sum of money on it. After all, the Blood dojo isn't something that happens every day.

Hence, the rewards from the blood dojo were the most generous.

"If you win one match, you will receive one thousand gold coins and two matches in a row for three thousand gold coins. If you win three matches in a row, you will receive five thousand gold coins and an extra medium-grade human-step spiritual medicine."

"Hehe, Swordsman City is indeed rich and powerful. Even the rewards are so enticing, but there are very few that can open the Bloodbath Arena. It shouldn't be that easy to win, right? Three consecutive championships? "Hur hur, interesting."

Leh Feng chuckled as his gaze swept across the crowd.

The training field was huge, covering dozens of square meters. The ground here was still stained with blood and dried on the ground. The huge field was surrounded by tall iron cages glowing with a ghostly light!

At this place, the vast clamor was unceasing and deafening. There were violent women who unceasingly let out sharp voices, were excited, and there were men whose eyes glowed with a fiery light.

"Damn, it has already been half a month. Someone is finally going on stage in this Bloodbath Arena."

"F * ck, I was waiting for my chrysanthemum to bloom. Fuck, hurry up and hit me, it's hard to endure filling my hunger."

An extremely terrifying shout erupted in the arena, causing Leh Feng to raise his eyebrows slightly. This Blood dojo could actually trigger such a powerful force!

Leh Feng stood on the backstage and looked around. Wan'er stood beside him with a strange look in her eyes. From time to time, she would explain to Leh Feng the process of the martial arts field!

Then, her eyes dimmed. It was impossible for Mr. Ghost Face to survive. How many martial artists had she brought to the Blood Martial Field? But, how many of them had actually survived?

Obviously, she was certain that Leh Feng wouldn't step down alive.

On the Blood Martial Field, the host's voice was full of passion and enthusiasm, his eyes looking straight at the audience stands.

"Next, we have our new Fighter, Mister Gui Mi, and the Fighter Cang Demons with our Swordsman City on stage. We'll leave the training ground to them!"

Whoosh.

"It's actually an Azure Demon?"

"Oh my god, another feast for the eyes!"

Leh Feng frowned slightly, then Wan'er added on from behind, "Mr. Ghost Face, you must be careful, this Lord Azure Demon's body is like a boulder, it's indestructible, and the warriors under his hands most probably died from torture, their methods are extremely brutal, they are warriors at the peak of the seventh stage of Spirit Martial Stage, and they have been famous for a long time in this Swordsman City!"

Hearing this, the face under the mask revealed a faint smile.

Savage?

He might not even know …