48: C48 Boundless Death Arena

C48 Boundless Death Arena

"Then you clearly heard our conversation, why didn't you get up to stop him, why did you let me give him the map, and take a step back, why did you give me this map!"

Yan Duanchen coldly stared at Wang Mohen and shouted.

Wang Mohen's eyes revealed a complicated expression as he slowly let go of Yan Duanchen's collar. Looking out the window, he sighed and said, "When I gave you this map back then, I wanted you to find a suitable opportunity to give it to Hong Tian. Hong Tian's talent in martial cultivation could be called monstrous. Unfortunately, I lack some combat experience. As long as I can come back alive from this trip to the Boundless Death Arena, Ye Hong Tian's future achievements will be limitless. "

"Hong Tian went to the four battle arenas for less than ten days or half a month. He shouldn't have come back. During this time, we should make the best use of our time to increase our strength. Otherwise, we will become a burden to Hong Tian."

Yan Duanchen followed Wang Mohen's gaze and looked out the window. In the distance, a figure was flying at high speed. Yan Duanchen looked at this figure and said with a solemn expression.

That figure was Ye Hong Tian. After Ye Hong Tian left the room, he immediately left the inn and went to the location of the Heaven Death Arena according to the map.

What surprised Ye Hongtian was that this Boundless Death Battleground was actually outside of Blue Barbaric City. Although it wasn't far, it wasn't close either. He didn't know where Wang Mohen and the others had obtained this map.

With Ye Hong Tian's strength, he ran for an incense stick of time before arriving at the entrance to the Boundless Death Arena.

The entrance to the Death Battleground was actually a cellar. Ye Hongtian opened the lid of the cellar and walked in. The cellar was filled with darkness. Ye Hongtian held the Dark Fire with one hand and carefully fumbled forward.

The cellar was very deep. After walking for an unknown period of time, his feet suddenly became empty. He staggered down the stairs and rolled into a big hole.

Ye Hongtian hurriedly spread his phoenix wings and stabilized his body. When he stabilized his body, a burst of cheers came from beside him. Looking around, he found himself in an arena. The hole was right above his head.

Ye Hong Tian flapped his phoenix wings and slowly landed in the arena. His feet were covered in blood and broken limbs, making his scalp tingle. The arena was huge, and there was blood everywhere, as if it was covered with a red carpet.

"No wonder Mo Hen didn't want to tell me about this place. How many people have died in this place?" Ye Hong Tian rubbed his chin and looked around, sighing.

After circling around the arena, Ye Hong Tian flew towards the audience. When he flew to the edge of the arena, a barrier suddenly appeared in front of Ye Hong Tian. Ye Hong Tian suddenly hit something and his face hurt.

"What the hell, what is this thing? Aiyo, my face!" Ye Hong Tian rubbed his face and said.

At this moment, an old man jumped into the arena from the audience. The old man had an extremely strong evil aura around him, which was obviously accumulated from killing people all year round.

"Name, cultivation level, race, 100 Middle-Grade Origin Stones." The old man came to Ye Hong Tian and said coldly.

Ye Hong Tian was stunned when he heard that, and then he realized that this was the registration information of the death arena. He respectfully said, "I am Mu Hong. I have just entered the ninth layer of Body Tempering. I came from the human race."

After saying that, he took out a hundred mid-grade primal stones from his Cosmos Sack and handed them to the old man. The old man took the hundred mid-grade primal stones and took out a token. He tapped the token with his finger and threw it to Ye Hong Tian.

"This is the identity token of the death arena. Only those who have the identity token can enter the arena and fight to the death. In the death arena, you cannot end every fight until you kill your opponent. You can leave after the ten fights."

" There will be a bet in every fight. It can be big or small, and the odds are different as well. The fights can be doubled or doubled. The bags of the dead will be retrieved from the Fighting Pit. "

"You're a newbie that has just entered the Deathmatch Arena, and you must participate in a battle of the same level. These 100 mid-grade primeval stones are the deposit, and you'll be able to obtain 200 mid-grade primeval stones if you win the battle."

"The Deathmatch Battleground has prepared your own room for you. You can feel it for yourself and find your own room. I am the manager of this Deathmatch Battleground, so you can just call me Old Man Sha normally."

Old Sha said the rules of the deathmatch in one go. Ye Hongtian's pupils shrank when he heard it. The rules of this deathmatch were too realistic.

If he won the challenge, the profit would be doubled. If he lost, he would die!

After Elder Sha finished introducing the rules, he jumped back to the audience seats. After Elder Sha left, the sound of the horn in the arena was so loud that it almost broke Ye Hong Tian's eardrums.

After the bugle horn sounded for a while, a short martial artist wearing a black robe walked in from the entrance of the arena. This short martial artist had a cultivation of the ninth layer of Body Tempering.

The short martial artist came in front of Ye Hong Tian, grabbed his black robe, and casually tossed it aside, revealing his small and thin figure. He licked his lips, a cruel smile on his face, and his eyes were filled with bloodthirst as he stared straight at Ye Hong Tian.

"Oh, oh, oh!"

"Stab! Stab! This kid is dead for sure! How pitiful! Hahaha!"

"Tear, tear apart this new kid!"1

The moment this short martial artist lifted the black-robed audience seats, the audience began to boil with excitement. Their eyes were filled with excitement.

"Boy, you've just entered the death arena and you've encountered me. How pitiful. This match is my nine consecutive wins. If I fight another match, I'll be able to leave this damned place. Be a good stepping stone for me to leave this place. Hahaha! " Thorn's eyes were filled with madness as he laughed.

Thorn's voice was extremely hoarse and unpleasant to hear. Ye Hong Tian stared at Thorn and sighed, "Ah, the rules of the deathmatch are here. I have to kill you. You should just commit suicide."

"Arrogant! Do you think I can't beat you? All my previous opponents were instantly killed by me. I already have the ability to challenge the Qi Jing realm. You are just a little kid who has just entered the ninth stage, how can I not be able to beat you? "

Ye Hong Tian's words immediately made Thorn angry. He shouted at Ye Hong Tian with a ferocious face.

"Ah, what a pity." Ye Hong Tian looked at Thorn with disdain.

The assassin saw the disdain in Ye Hongtian's eyes. He roared and rushed towards Ye Hongtian. He was extremely fast. Two short daggers reached out from his sleeves and stabbed towards Ye Hongtian's throat and heart.

Ye Hong Tian snorted and sent out his powerful soul power. The assassin in front of him suddenly opened his eyes. He kept rushing forward and fell to the ground. His breath had stopped.

"What? The thorn died just like that?"

"With a cold snort, Ci died mysteriously?"

" Looks like another ruthless character has appeared in the deathmatch this time. "

The audience in the audience stands all stood up in surprise. A trace of surprise flashed in Old Sha's eyes before he stared at Ye Hong Tian and nodded.

After the stab, the door of the arena opened again. Ye Hong Tian walked out of the door and came to a place similar to an inn. He held the token tightly and felt the aura of the identity token and found his room.

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