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Star Dragon God
When the flamboyant man reached the doorway, he suddenly stopped and said, "Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you, my name is Nameless South Palace, the seventh master of this place. Here, I am the boss. Although your mission is beneficial to me, if you do anything beyond the scope of your task, no one will be able to protect you."
His voice turned somber, contrasting sharply with his earlier demeanor. Such individuals are often the most dangerous; they may appear mild-mannered and cultured, easily lulling others into a false sense of security. However, once they turn ruthless, they can be exceedingly cruel.
The man resumed his charming appearance and casually walked outside. Huo Feng remained silent, simply following behind him.
After exiting the paradise of Nameless South Palace, he led Huo Feng around to the back of the hall. At that moment, Nameless South Palace gestured for Huo Feng to stop and began walking in peculiar steps on a patterned floor. After stepping on five different tiles in succession, he leaped into the air.
The ground began to tremble, and soon after, the stone tiles started to separate. Once the movement ceased, Nameless South Palace landed beside Huo Feng and said, "Let's go inside."
The two entered and walked a distance of several dozen yards. Suddenly, Huo Feng's eyes brightened as he saw a particularly luminous room. Instead of a wall opposite them, there was a transparent Light Barrier, behind which stood two individuals who were looking at something.
One was stout and the other slender. Upon sensing Huo Feng's arrival, they immediately turned around and recognized it was Nameless South Palace along with an unfamiliar person. They quickly approached Nameless South Palace and said, "Master, what brings you here?"
Nameless South Palace appeared more serious in front of them and coldly replied, "How has everything been lately? I brought someone for you to explain the rules of the Death Arena to and arrange for his battles."
As he turned to leave, he paused again and added, "Oh right, no need for beginners; just arrange for intermediate matches."
With that, he vanished at the entrance.
The two looked at Huo Feng. Given his age and attire, he did not seem like someone who would come to such a place for life-and-death battles; he certainly did not resemble a slave brought here by an official. Curiously, they asked him, "Brother, how did you end up with this master? Coming here at your age is quite perilous."
Huo Feng coldly said, "It's better not to ask what you shouldn't. If you were meant to know, your master would tell you when he arrives."
The muscles on the faces of the two twitched in surprise at the boy's tone. However, this only added to Huo Feng's mystery, leaving them unable to retaliate. The fat one thought to himself, "Hmph! You can act arrogant now, but when it's time for the battle arrangements, I'll let you experience what despair truly is."
What they didn't realize was that Huo Feng intended to incite their hatred, prompting them to seek out strong opponents for him.
The thin one said, "My name is Feng Ling, and this is Chi Mu next to me. We are the managers of this Death Arena. Since your master asked us to explain the rules to you, why don't you follow us over there to observe while we talk? This way, you'll have a deeper understanding."
Huo Feng followed them to the front of the Light Barrier, where he immediately saw a spectacular scene below. There was a vast plaza underground, with a ten-meter square Dueling Platform at its center. At that moment, two muscular men were grappling with each other like ferocious beasts, both covered in blood. One of them had his left arm hanging limply as if it were useless.
There were no referees on the Dueling Platform, only about twenty guards surrounding it.
Around the Dueling Platform was a circular viewing area with three tiers. The bottom tier was filled with regular seating and appeared nearly full; the second tier was divided into private boxes where some elegantly dressed individuals sat alongside their bodyguards.
On the third tier, where Huo Feng and his companions were located, he noticed that aside from their private room, the rest of the area was a circular corridor. Every so often along this corridor stood individuals with impressive Origin Force, and Huo Feng could sense that several nearby possessed strength at the Earth Vein Realm Sixth Level.
At that moment, the thin man said, "Let me introduce myself. My name is Feng Yue, and he is Wind Pool. We are brothers and also the managers of this Death Arena. Since you're here to participate in this life-and-death combat, you should choose a code name for yourself."
After thinking for a moment, Huo Feng replied, "Dream Like Morning Light."
Upon hearing this name, both men were taken aback. Wind Pool stifled a laugh and said, "My brother, in this bloodthirsty place, it's quite rare to hear such a delicate name."
Huo Feng remained cold and did not respond, which further annoyed the two men. Not wanting to engage with him any longer, Feng Yue continued, "Here, battles are generally divided into several levels: beginner, intermediate, advanced, and king level. The beginner level involves fighting against beasts at the Tribulation Pulse Realm Three. If you win ten matches, you advance to intermediate; in intermediate level battles against those who have also advanced to intermediate level, winning five hundred matches elevates you to advanced; once you reach advanced level and win one hundred consecutive matches against advanced opponents, you become king level. King level battles are arranged separately if someone offers a high price to watch them; moreover, if a major force takes an interest in you, they may offer a high price to buy you."
"Why is it a winning streak? Can't we lose one along the way?" Although Huo Feng did not believe he would lose, he still voiced his doubts.
The chubby Wind Pool revealed a cruel and strange smile as he said, "Because those who lose here are dead; either killed by their opponents or beaten to the point where they can no longer fight back, ultimately executed by us."
However, this still did not scare Huo Feng; he merely responded with a calm "oh."
The more they looked at Huo Feng, the more displeased they became. Feng Yue then said, "The rules have been explained to you. The rule on the Dueling Platform is that there are no rules; winning is everything. Now, we will take you to your Hellhole."
"Hellhole?" Huo Feng asked in confusion.
"It’s the place where you living dead stay," Feng Yue replied coldly.
Thus, under his guidance, Huo Feng arrived at a place resembling a prison cell, heavily guarded by numerous people. Inside each cell were fierce and menacing individuals exuding a strong killing intent. Upon seeing Huo Feng enter, they all turned to look at him, their faces filled with mockery, as if they could easily crush him without effort.
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