Chapter 208: Killing Is Not Enough, Let's Get a Few More Who Are Not Afraid of Death
After Lin Feng made a mocking remark on the stage, he smiled at everyone in the arena.
No one thought that Lin Feng would dare to say such a thing, and the arena was silent for a while.
After a few breaths, the voices in the arena became louder.
"Who is this kid? He is so arrogant."
"Is this guy looking for death?"
"He must not want to live, otherwise how could he say such a thing?"
"Is there such a ruthless person in the hemp clothes guards?"
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The warriors in the arena exchanged a few words and found that Lin Feng was just an ordinary warrior, so they began to curse Lin Feng.
"Where did you come from, little brat, go back to where you came from?"
"A little hemp clothes guard dares to speak nonsense here."
"If you don't want to die, get down and get out."
The people in the stands were also shocked by Lin Feng's words.
"This guy is too arrogant."
"After so many years, the sword sect's competition has finally become less boring."
"Yeah, it's a bit interesting."
The Fucheng Ma Yiwei people on the stands looked at each other. These people thought to themselves that if they were on the stage, they would never dare to say such words.
"This is simply a role model for our generation."
"Whether General Lin lives or dies today, his reputation has been spread."
"Our Ma Yiwei has also become famous this time."
General Jia Pengfei of the Fucheng Ma Yiwei didn't know what to say. This kid first killed one of his own people, and then provoked all the warriors on the field.
This is simply looking for death.
Could it be that this kid didn't plan to come back alive after he went on stage.
He turned around and glanced at Ji Yunfeng, the deputy commander of the Ma Yiwei, who was sitting on the high platform.
He found that Ji Yunfeng actually showed a faint smile on his face.
Ji Yunfeng knew Lin Feng's strength, but he was not worried about Lin Feng's safety in his heart. He just felt that his junior brother was quite unique.
Jia Pengfei saw Ji Yunfeng's expression and thought about something.
The deputy commander had just met this kid, and this kid started to go crazy. Could it be that the deputy commander instructed him?
Thinking of this, Jia Pengfei felt a little relieved.
Most people were watching the development of the incident with a mentality of watching the fun, and few people were worried about Lin Feng's safety.
The people in the arena were shouting loudly, but no one went up to challenge Lin Feng for a while.
Most people were still very calm. Just now, Lin Feng stabbed his colleague to death with a sword through the heart, and his skills were definitely not weak.
No one would fight a life-and-death battle with such a master just because of a taunt.
Seeing this, Lin Feng taunted again, "A mob!"
Now the dancers in the arena were not calm.
"This kid is too good at pretending, kill him."
"Yes, kill him."
"Which big brother will go up and give him some color to see."
A group of warriors started to make a fuss, but no one dared to jump onto the ring.
The people in the stands couldn't stand it any longer.
"Hurry up and start fighting, what are you waiting for?"
"No one fought back after being provoked like this, do the warriors of the Sword Sect still have any blood in their veins?"
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The warriors in the arena remained unmoved by the ridicule of the audience in the stands.
The warriors who could get to this point were not easily impulsive.
They didn't care what the audience said at all.
The audience was just watching the excitement, and they didn't mind the big things.
When they went to the ring to fight, they were betting their lives, so they had to be cautious.
Dai Haoran was born in the Sword Sect, so he didn't know what these people were thinking. He just thought that these martial artists were too cowardly.
He winked at someone beside him.
The man had to obey the order and slowly walked onto the ring.
Lin Feng was getting impatient waiting. If he had known that a few ridicules would make people afraid to go to the ring, he would not have ridiculed them.
Seeing someone go to the ring, Lin Feng's eyes lit up. He liked this kind of people who were not afraid of death.
After this man got on the stage, he used the magic sword move without saying a word.
Swish, a thick sword light slashed towards Lin Feng's neck.
Lin Feng also used a magic sword move to meet it.
Boom, the two Qi swords collided with each other, and an invisible wave of air spread out to the surroundings.
Anyone with a discerning eye could see that the Qi of these two people was quite strong, but Lin Feng's Qi was obviously better.
Because his Qi sword was more condensed.
The two entered the stage of competing in Qi.
The man on the stage only lasted three breaths, and two blood lines burst out of his nostrils.
This man was obviously unable to hold on.
It was not that this man was too weak, but that Lin Feng was too strong.
The Qi output by Lin Feng was powerful and domineering, comparable to that of an innate strong man.
This man's Qi was far inferior to Lin Feng in both quality and quantity.
Swish, puff.
The man's Qi sword went out, and Lin Feng's Qi sword slid across the man's neck without any hindrance.
The man's head flew directly into the sky, and a stream of hot blood spurted out along with the head.
Lin Feng glanced at the sword in his hand. He didn't expect that this sword could still absorb the enemy's blood and essence when using Qi to kill the enemy remotely.
When he just killed the man, Lin Feng saw a little red light floating over and merging into the sword in his hand, and the sword seemed to begin to flash a faint red light.
This weapon is really weird.
Lin Feng smiled. He felt that it was weird because he didn't understand it. When he figured out the characteristics of this sword, he didn't think it was weird anymore.
No matter if it's weird or not, it's fine as long as he can use it for himself.
Lin Feng glanced at the warriors under the stage.
"I'm not satisfied with killing, come on, let's get a few more who are not afraid of death."