C1014 Kill Him

"Kill him!"

"What are you still standing there for?"

"Quickly make a move. We didn't spend money just to see this."

He could clearly feel how crazy these people were. Didn't they realize that they were alone? Could it be that the Gladiator was just a tool for them to enjoy themselves?

There was no value to their lives, nor was there even the slightest bit of dignity.

Qing Feng could not figure out what was going on. At the same time, he could not help but feel disgusted by the faces of these people. Instead of making a move, he simply stood there quietly.

However, Qing Feng's actions caused the atmosphere in the Arena to become even more intense, and people began to curse, wanting Qing Feng to kill the Young gladiator.

Some people even began to insult Qing Feng. To them, the Gladiator was simply a place for them to vent their anger.

"Those people..." Qing Feng frowned as he looked around at the audience in the arena. He could not understand what they were thinking.

Just as Qing Feng was hesitating, the Young gladiator struggled to raise his head. His body could no longer move, and the only thing that could move was his neck.

He raised his head and stared at Qing Feng with a ferocious expression, as if his eyes were about to spew out flames of anger. However, there was also a trace of unwillingness in his eyes - the unwillingness to admit defeat to Qing Feng. This Gladiator had never thought that he would lose to someone like Qing Feng.

"What are you still standing there for? Kill me!" The Young gladiator tried his best to raise his head and roared at Qing Feng.

Hearing the words of the Young gladiator, Qing Feng's mind completely collapsed. He did not know what was wrong with the world. Why were these people so crazy? Did he have to be like them?

Speaking of which, Qing Feng had also thought of ways to escape from this place. However, when he thought about the fact that only cultivators would be able to become Gladiators here, he realized that the people in this place must be even more powerful. This made him feel that it would be very difficult for him to escape, but he had never given up. He felt that as long as he did not give up on this place, he would definitely be able to get out of this place.

Therefore, he had planned to settle down in this Arena for a few days, but now he truly realized how ridiculous his idea was. If he wanted to stay here safely, he would have to constantly compete, win more, and kill the loser.

From the reaction of the audience and the words of the Young gladiator, one could tell how cold-blooded this place was.

Fortunately, Qing Feng was not affected by these people, and he still maintained his calm. He looked at the Young gladiator calmly and was silent for a moment, then ignored him. He turned around and walked to the stone door to wait for it to open.

But what he did made all the audience angry, and it made the Young gladiator angry.

"What are you doing? Idiot, hurry up and make your move." Some of the audience members shouted excitedly when they saw that Qingfeng was not moved.

"Trash, he doesn't even dare to kill anyone. This new guy won't be able to survive to the next fight."

He had his own principles, and although he was in this place, he would not be a tool of pleasure to these people, and he would not kill them indiscriminately, and in any case he did not want to become a monster who killed without batting an eye.

"What the hell are you doing? Hurry up and attack!" The Young gladiator roared when he saw Qing Feng turn around.

"Stop shouting. I won't kill you." Qing Feng did not turn his head around and only said those words. After that, he waited in front of the stone door without saying a word.

After a long while, the stone door finally opened. However, the audience in the arena did not stop cursing Qing Feng. They had already memorized the Gladiator who did not even dare to kill anyone and decided to let their slaves kill this disobedient brat in the arena.

Qing Feng ignored them and walked into the cage. What was happening behind him had nothing to do with him.

After Qingfeng left, a middle-aged man with a calm aura jumped down from the platform. The middle-aged man's eyes were filled with coldness. He glanced at Qingfeng's back and walked in front of the Young gladiator.

Young gladiator knew he was going to die as soon as he laid eyes on the middle-aged man. Although he had acted crazy before, he was beginning to feel fear in his heart.

People were always like this. Only when they were truly facing death, would uncontrollable fear arise in their hearts.

"According to the rules of the Arena, the loser will only die." The middle-aged man's cold gaze locked onto the Young gladiator lying on the ground, and he said something that made people tremble.

Young gladiator's pupils contracted violently. He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but the middle-aged man didn't give him a chance at all. He directly stepped on his chest, causing it to cave in.

The Young gladiator's eyes widened, and he spat out a large mouthful of blood. In the end, he died with a breath, but his face was still filled with fear and unwillingness.

After the middle-aged man killed the Young gladiator, the audience in the Arena cheered once again, as if this was what they were satisfied with. The ugliness of human nature was vividly displayed here.

The middle aged man ignored the corpse on the ground and returned to the stage. Soon, someone came out and cleaned up the stage, and the body of the Young gladiator was also taken away.

At this moment, the stone doors on both sides opened once again. Seeing that the Young gladiator had finally died, Qing Feng let out a sigh and shifted his gaze away. Although nothing had changed and the loser would not be able to escape the fate of death, it was not him who had killed the Gladiator.

From Qing Feng's cell came a muscular middle-aged man. The man was covered with wounds, some old, some new, but they did nothing to him. Instead, they made him look even more ferocious.

The one who walked out of the cage in front of him was Wan Shaan. Wan Shaan's eyes were still bloodshot, and his heart was always filled with hatred. To him, only killing could release the anger in his heart. Thus, the Arena was the most suitable place for him.

When Qing Feng saw that the opponent was Wan Shaan, he was taken aback. He had always wanted to know what the other party had to do with his past, and he had asked him that day at the Slave Market if he knew him.

However, Wan Shaan did not answer his question at all. After knowing his name, the other party fell silent, as if it was just a simple greeting. The other party was not interested in anything else.

Wan Shaan's reaction made Qing Feng feel even more uncomfortable. He wanted to know more about his past, but the other party didn't give him a chance to ask questions at all. Furthermore, they were no longer in the same cage, so he didn't have a chance to talk to the other.

When Qing Feng saw that it was Wan Shaan's turn to fight, he was very worried about whether his opponent would fail or not. After all, the burly man who went out on his side looked extremely powerful, and he had also seen the outcome of being defeated in the arena. There was only one result: death.

So he feared that the man would die in the duel, and that he would never again have a chance to ask about his past.

Thinking of this, Qing Feng's heart became heavy, and Wan Shaan seemed to see Qing Feng's gaze. He looked at Qing Feng and the corner of his mouth curled into a smile.

After that, the stone wall fell again, cutting off all the scenes, so that Qing Feng could no longer see anything outside.