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As the words of the person in charge of the prisoner arena fell, the stands of the arena suddenly became lively.

The temptation to lead away the Crimson Flame Demon Lion was extraordinary. If the Crimson Flame Demon Lion were allowed to grow, it would be terrifying.

Of course, to lead away the Crimson Flame Demon Lion, the prerequisite was to first produce twenty medium-grade yuan stones and also to defeat the Crimson Flame Demon Lion. Failure meant death.

It was obviously impossible for people above the fifth stage of the Spiritual Martial Realm to participate in the prisoner arena. The cultivation of the fifth stage of the Spiritual Martial Realm was too difficult to surpass the powerful Crimson Flame Demon Lion, and it was even more difficult to control it without killing it.

Indeed, the person leading the Crimson Flame Demon Lion spoke again, "Of course, those who participate in the prisoner arena must have a cultivation of the fifth stage of the Spiritual Martial Realm or below. If you cannot control it and kill the Crimson Flame Demon Lion, we will compensate with one hundred yuan stones."

The eyes of many people gradually dimmed. This huge temptation was beyond their reach.

Among the people walking with Lin Qianqian were disciples of the Snow Moon Holy Palace. At this moment, many people's eyes fell on the young man sitting beside Lin Qianqian.

"Senior Brother Mufan, do you want to take down this Crimson Flame Demon Lion?"

Someone spoke, and the young man called Mufan stared at the Crimson Flame Demon Lion in the prisoner arena, his gaze flickering.

His strength was exactly at the fifth stage of the Spiritual Martial Realm, equivalent to this fifth-level spiritual demon beast, the Crimson Flame Demon Lion.

"Senior Brother Mufan, if you are willing to go, I can tell the people in the prisoner arena. Even if you lose, it doesn't matter. As long as you are not injured by that beast, it's fine."

Another person spoke, causing Mufan's eyes to brighten. He looked at the speaker and understood that this person indeed had the ability to do so.

As long as he won, he could lead away the Crimson Flame Demon Lion. If he lost, he only needed to spend twenty yuan stones, and there would be no life-threatening danger. This kind of thing, anyone would be willing to do.

After looking deeply at the speaker, Mufan's eyes flickered. At this moment, the young man who spoke also nodded to Mufan, showing a reassuring look.

"Okay, I'll give it a try."

Seeing this, Mufan suddenly realized that the other party intended to give him the Crimson Flame Demon Lion.

"Senior Brother Mufan really has great courage. He will surely be able to subdue the demon beast."

The person spoke again, and the crowd echoed.

With a flicker, Mufan stepped into the air and appeared in front of the prisoner arena, attracting envious glances.

"Senior Brother Mufan's graceful light work, the name of Light Shadow, is well-deserved, enhancing the dignity of our Holy Palace."

Someone from the Snow Moon Holy Palace spoke loudly, immediately attracting many eyes.

"So it's people from the Snow Moon Holy Palace, no wonder they are so powerful."

"These people are disciples of the Holy Palace, with noble status. In the future, they will surely become great figures."

Many people whispered, making those people even more proud, holding their heads high and acting recklessly.

After the disturbance caused by the founding of the Snow Moon Holy Palace, the dignity of the academy suffered a bit of damage. The disciples of the Snow Moon Holy Palace were looking for various opportunities to prove the dignity of the academy. During this period of time, many disciples of the Snow Moon Holy Palace had already shown remarkable talent, and their reputation gradually spread. They were called the number one academy, and in a few years, their strength might surpass that of the major sects, leaving the Tianyi Academy far behind.

At this moment, these disciples of the Snow Moon Holy Palace were undoubtedly promoting the academy.

Lin Qianqian sat among the crowd of the Snow Moon Holy Palace, her beautiful face showing a trace of arrogance. She was proud to be a disciple of the Holy Palace. In the near future, she would be able to return home in glory and let the people of Yangzhou City see how splendid she, Lin Qianqian, was outside.

Mufan descended to the ground, took a step forward, and walked towards the iron gate of the prisoner arena. However, at this moment, a figure quietly appeared in front of him, reaching the side of the iron gate.

This scene made Mufan's pupils contract for a moment. Someone actually dared to step ahead of him.

The eyes of the crowd also froze. They guessed that today might be a disciple of the Snow Moon Holy Palace coming to show off their strength. Those with discerning eyes would not compete with the people of the Snow Moon Holy Palace, but now someone seemed to be disregarding their face and directly reaching the iron gate ahead of time.

As for those disciples of the Snow Moon Holy Palace, their faces changed, especially the young man who had exchanged glances with Mufan just now. There was a hint of sharpness in his eyes.

Mufan looked at the person in front of him, and just as the person was about to enter the cell, he couldn't help but shout, "Stop."

The person in front stopped, then slowly turned around. At this moment, the crowd saw his front, but they still couldn't see his face.

Because this person's face was covered with a silver mask, giving people a sense of coldness.

This person was naturally Lin Feng.

"Do you have something to say?" Lin Feng's voice came out of his mouth, but because of the silver mask, his voice sounded slightly different.

"Aren't you aware that I arrived first?" Mufan said coldly. He was sure that when he arrived, there was definitely no one in front of him. But at the moment he paused, Lin Feng had directly passed him from behind and reached the front of the cell first.

"You said you wanted to fight in the prisoner arena?" Lin Feng asked indifferently, making Mufan's gaze freeze. He had indeed not said so.

Seeing Mufan silent, Lin Feng continued, "Since you didn't say you wanted to fight in the prisoner arena, naturally, whoever enters the cage first will fight."

Mufan's eyes flickered, then he said, "I am Mufan, a disciple of the Snow Moon Holy Palace. I hope my friend will give me some face. This prisoner arena, let me handle it."

When Mufan spoke, he emphasized the words "Snow Moon Holy Palace," as if afraid that Lin Feng had not heard them clearly.

Lin Feng sneered coldly, "Snow Moon Holy Palace?"

"Sorry, I've never heard of the Snow Moon Holy Palace, and I don't know you. Why should I give you face?"

Lin Feng's words immediately froze many people's gazes. Such arrogance! He hadn't even heard of the Snow Moon Holy Palace.

Those disciples of the Snow Moon Holy Palace stood up, staring at Lin Feng angrily. This person seemed very arrogant.

"Do you not know the difference between good and bad?"

Mufan stared at Lin Feng, his tone cold, with a hint of threat, making Lin Feng even more cold. "I'm

 not good at recognizing the good and the bad."

As he spoke, Lin Feng turned around and was about to step into the prisoner arena.

"Wait."

At this moment, another figure intervened, causing Lin Feng's steps that had just stepped out to retract. He turned around, looked towards the stands, and the person speaking was a disciple of the Snow Moon, sitting not far from Lin Qianqian, the one who had just asked Mufan to fight.

"Do you have something else?" Lin Feng sneered inwardly. He naturally knew that this person was also from the Snow Moon Holy Palace.

"This prisoner arena belongs to Senior Brother Mufan."

The person said indifferently, with a hint of irresistible meaning in his voice. In addition to his luxurious clothing and aura, it was obvious that he was a nobleman, and his identity was extraordinary.

"Who fights and when is it up to you to decide?"

Lin Feng asked coldly.

"I don't decide, you can ask the one in charge of the prisoner arena. Who comes to fight in this prisoner arena is determined by who enters the cage first."

The young man's voice was indifferent, with a hint of confidence in his temperament. Everyone's eyes turned to the prisoner arena, looking at the person leading the Crimson Flame Demon Lion.

The person raised his hand, pointed at Mufan, and said lightly, "He will come for this prisoner arena."

Upon hearing this, the young man showed a smile of satisfaction in his eyes and said, "My words were right, weren't they?"

Seeing the proud and arrogant look in the other party's eyes, Lin Feng's eyes showed a strong sense of ridicule. With a step, he came to the side and said, "Whoever you say, that's who it is. I won't set foot in this prisoner arena anymore. In addition, I suggest that everyone stop wasting yuan stones and come here to watch these jokes."

After hearing Lin Feng's words, the young man frowned and said coldly, "What do you mean by that?"

"Isn't what I said clear enough? Then let me explain it again." Lin Feng sneered, "Some time ago, I heard that there was a scandal in the prisoner arena. Some people failed to enter the prisoner arena but were forcibly stopped from fighting. The people from the prisoner arena not only did not explain, but also wanted the disobedient slaves to die. I didn't believe it at first, but today, witnessing the dark side of the prisoner arena with my own eyes, I believe it. This prisoner arena is already so corrupt. What's the point of coming again? "

After hearing Lin Feng's words, the young man's eyebrows furrowed. He said coldly, "What do you mean by this?"

"I haven't made it clear enough? Then let me explain it again." Lin Feng sneered, "Some time ago, I heard that there was a scandal in the prisoner arena. Some people failed to enter the prisoner arena but were forcibly stopped from fighting. The people from the prisoner arena not only did not explain, but also wanted the disobedient slaves to die. I didn't believe it at first, but today, witnessing the dark side of the prisoner arena with my own eyes, I believe it. This prisoner arena is already so corrupt. What's the point of coming again?"