I Have A City In An Alternate World

Chapter 3025  The arena (1)

    As he stepped into the dueling ground, ear-piercing sounds immediately rang out, each wave louder than the last.

  The audience was still roaring, cursing the Warriors to die quickly so that they could get a big bonus.

  It was like a beast's howl, as if it wanted to bite someone.

  This kind of money that reeked of blood made the audience feel excited and excited. Many of the audience's emotions were completely out of control.

  They were intoxicated by this bloody entertainment and couldn't extricate themselves. When they screamed continuously, they showed their ugliest forms.

  Tang Zhen sat on a chair and watched the fight in the middle of the arena in silence. He appeared just like an ordinary spectator.

  Compared to the crazed audience around him, his attitude and expression seemed a little out of place.

  The outcome of the performers, who were the focus of everyone's attention, was about to be decided. At this moment, the battle arena was covered with corpses.

  The blood-soaked martial artists were waving the weapons in their hands to end the enemies who had lost the ability to resist.

  Seeing the head roll to the ground, some of the audience members cursed because they had lost money.

  The winner of the duel was currently enjoying the loud cheers of the audience, and he made some vulgar and dirty moves.

  The person in charge of collecting the corpses pushed a cart into the arena and packed up the broken bodies.

  Looking at their expressions and actions, it was as if they were dealing with garbage.

  After cleaning up the corpses and a simple sweep of the battlefield, the next battle would soon begin.

  Some of the audience chose to leave, while others placed their bets again. It was a busy scene.

  Tang Zhen was silent for a moment. He followed the flow of people and went to the betting table.

  "I want to participate in the battle arena. Where do I need to go?"

  Tang Zhen asked in a calm tone as he looked at the staff behind the metal window.

  The surrounding audience curiously sized up Tang Zhen. It seemed that they were studying whether he would be able to obtain victory.

  "Buddy, are you here to die?"

  A brawny man looked at Tang Zhen and asked in a puzzled tone. His eyes contained a trace of ridicule. ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ ɴoᴠel ꜰɪre.nᴇt

  He was wearing a staff member's uniform as he sized up Tang Zhen. After which, he extended his hand and pointed in a direction.

  "You can go there. Someone will receive you and tell you what to do.

  But I have to remind you that the pain of death in the fighting arena is far beyond your imagination.

  If you don't have the guts, it's best not to try it, or you'll wet your pants!"

  The burly man's words made the surrounding audience burst into laughter, but no one took the opportunity to mock him.

  Those who dared to participate in this kind of death competition were basically no different from lunatics, so it was best not to provoke them.

  Even in the eyes of many natives, this was a proper performance and should be respected.

  Following the brawny man's guidance, Tang Zhen arrived at the house.

  There were quite a few people in the house, and they all had fierce auras on their faces. One look and you could tell that they were the kind of people who had died more than once.

  When they saw Tang Zhen enter the room, the strong men all used malicious gazes as they sized him up.

  There were even some people who made a throat-cutting gesture at Tang Zhen, their faces filled with provocation.

   if you're participating in the death competition, then quickly come and register. If you've entered the wrong door, then get out!

  The one who spoke was a bearded man wearing a short robe that looked like a waistcoat. His arms were like old tree stumps.

  "I'll sign up."

  Tang Zhen walked over and spoke to the big-bearded man.

   very good, another fellow has come to die. Welcome to the purgatory combat field.

  The big-bearded man laughed as he pulled out a contract from the side and slammed it on the table.

  "Press your handprint on this, and then you can participate in the death competition. You either kill someone or get killed by someone.

  Of course, no matter what, you'll get the reward you deserve, and you won't be short of a single copper!"

  Tang Zhen grabbed the contract and casually glanced at it. He extended his hand and pressed his fingerprint on it.

   very good. I like courageous young people!

  Seeing this, big beardy pulled back the leather contract and threw it into the iron box beside him.

  "Alright, buddy, you can go pick your weapon now and wait for the next battle to begin.

  I hope you can live longer. I don't want to see your cute little head in the next car of body parts."

  When the big-bearded man spoke, he waved his hand at Tang Zhen and looked at the other participant standing behind him.

   welcome, buddy. You have to tell me first if you're ready to be chopped up by someone, *****"

  Following the big-bearded man's instructions, Tang Zhen came to the house at the side and saw that it was filled with all kinds of weapons. There were also armors that were stained with blood.

  He didn't need to guess to know that these were all things taken from the corpses, and they were just for recycling.

those broken things.

  Tang Zhen walked forward. He randomly picked up a rusty    come on, young man. Choose a set of armor that belongs to you. It can make you die a little slower.

  Someone shouted at Tang Zhen. At the same time, he pointed at those broken things.

  Tang Zhen walked forward. He randomly picked up a rusty two-foot-long bronze sword and stood to the side without saying anything.

  "Young man, you don't need a set of armor?"

  The burly man beside him asked. He seemed to be unable to understand Tang Zhen's actions.

  "I don't need to."

  Tang Zhen glanced at the burly man and spoke in an indifferent tone.

   I often see young people as confident as you, but without exception, they are all pulled out of the arena by the corpse truck.

  The large man said with a smile. In fact, he did not care about Tang Zhen being killed. After all, it had nothing to do with him.

  Moreover, even if he died, he could be resurrected, so what was there to worry about?

  In the time that followed, people continuously entered the room to choose their own weapons and armor.

  There were also people pushing carts to throw the weapons and equipment that had just been removed from the corpses back into the house.

  While they were waiting, the martial artists who were preparing to participate in the Death Arena laughed loudly, or looked around with cold eyes.

  When they entered the arena later, some of them would become accomplices, while others would become opponents.

  Observing in advance could make the battle easier.

  Tang Zhen was silent. He was just like a statue as he quietly stood in a corner.

   new kid, remember what I said. When the battle starts, I will twist your head off!

  A martial artist who was standing at the side suddenly looked at Tang Zhen and spoke in a vicious tone.

  When Tang Zhen came in just now, he made a throat-cutting gesture to Tang Zhen, and his expression was unusually fierce.

  Both parties did not know each other. He did not know what caused this fellow to target Tang Zhen.

  "I hope that you have the strength to do so and not just for show."

  Tang Zhen shook his head as he looked at the martial artist in front of him. He was too lazy to bother with this fool.

  That martial artist laughed strangely when he saw Tang Zhen's reaction. He used a dark and cold gaze to firmly stare at Tang Zhen.

  After staring for over ten seconds, he discovered that Tang Zhen was not looking at him at all. Only then did he turn around and leave with a cold smile.

  "Hehe, you have to be careful. That guy specializes in bullying newbies.

  This was because newbies had no experience and could be easily killed, which would allow them to obtain more rewards.

  If you're intimidated by his aura, you'll be easily killed by him in a duel."

  The brawny man in charge of guarding the weapons said to Tang Zhen as if he was watching a good show.

  "He'll soon realize that he's actually provoked the wrong person."

  Tang Zhen coldly said. It was impossible for him to care about such a threat. That was simply too laughable.

  The brawny man laughed when he heard this. He felt that Tang Zhen was just a young brat. Once he tasted the taste of death, he would know how extraordinary the Death Arena was.

  How would he know that Tang Zhen had another reason for participating in the death competition?

  Otherwise, the entire arena and the audience would be turned into ashes with a single thought.