Chapter 2080: Chapter 2077: Beast Arena
Ling Feng’s heart sank, but a look of confusion crossed his face: "Really? I truly don’t know. It was like this when I obtained the Demon God Bead!"
"It seems you’re not planning to be honest with me!" Demon King Kai’s face turned extremely indifferent: "Then don’t blame me for being ruthless!"
As he spoke, he pointed a finger, and a surge of energy instantly restrained Ling Feng, simultaneously placing another imprint on Ling Feng’s body.
"Tomorrow, I’ll send you to the Beast Arena. Whether you survive depends on your own fate!" Demon King Kai said flatly: "Of course, if you have anything to say to me, you have one night left!"
After saying this, Demon King Kai turned and left.
Ling Feng struggled a few times, finding that he couldn’t break free from the energy’s bind, and could only sigh.
Meanwhile, Demon King Kai returned to his room, falling into deep thought: "Could I be wrong? Is Ling Feng truly not hiding anything from me?"
In fact, regarding the Demon God Palace, what Demon King Kai said was half-true; he wasn’t really certain about the Demon God Bead, but he felt Ling Feng wasn’t being honest. If Ling Feng was hiding something, it certainly had to do with the power of the demon god within the Demon God Bead!
However, through the imprint and his power just now, he didn’t find any abnormalities within Ling Feng!
"Anyway, send Ling Feng to the Beast Arena tomorrow. If he’s truly hiding something and can’t hold on, he will eventually tell me. But if he isn’t hiding anything and knows nothing about the Demon God Palace... then he has no reason to stay alive!"
Demon King Kai’s eyes flashed with a cold light. What he’s wanted all along was the power within the Demon God Bead, merely lies to gain Ling Feng’s trust.
As long as he possesses the demon god’s power, he might break free from Phantom Demon Continent’s constraints and leave the War God’s Path, which is far better than being a puppet forever!
The next day, Ling Feng was taken away by two servants to the Beast Arena in Demon Capital of Phantom Demon Continent. Demon Capital is the most prosperous yet cruel place; it’s a paradise for high-level demons and hell for low-level demon creatures!
On the streets of Demon Capital, bustling crowds can be seen everywhere, as well as low-level demon creatures locked in cages as goods, and even Level 4 and 5 demons.
Before Ling Feng had time to lament, he was brought into a massive Beast Arena.
"This is the person Demon King Kai entrusted to us?" The head of the Beast Arena glanced at Ling Feng, said disdainfully: "Just a mere Second-Level Long-haired Demon, that’s too weak, even the weakest here is Level 3 Peak demon creatures!"
"This is Demon King Kai’s order, do you think you have the right to refuse?" Ling Feng’s attendant said arrogantly: "I still have a secret decree from Demon King Kai, you’ll understand after you see it!"
Saying this, the servant waved a hand, a white light fell into the Beast Arena head’s hand.
He took a look and showed a bit of surprise, then sized Ling Feng up and down: "Alright, I understand Demon King Kai’s intent. I’ll accept this guy, and I promise to fulfill Demon King Kai’s entrusted task!"
He then spoke to the staff next to him: "Arrange him, he’ll go on first!"
Then the head looked at Ling Feng with a smile: "Young man, I’ll give you a proper welcome!"
Ling Feng saw his smile and suddenly had a bad premonition. Sending him out, could it be...
Thinking of this, Ling Feng couldn’t help but take a deep breath. Is he about to become a gladiator in someone else’s eyes?
Ling Feng’s heart was filled with anger, but it quickly dissipated. After all, his current strength is weak, and from another angle, Ling Feng urgently needs continuous battles to activate the power within him. In this sense, the Beast Arena is quite suitable for him.
But Ling Feng was a bit worried, he didn’t know who his first opponent was, if it’s a demon above Level 4 or 5, he might really have no chance of winning.
After Ling Feng was taken away, Demon King Kai’s envoy told the Beast Arena head: "Be mindful, this person is still useful to Demon King Kai, don’t kill him, understood?"
"Leave everything to me; I know how to handle it!" The head chuckled and said.
The Beast Arena is the largest entertainment venue in Demon Capital, yet it’s the most brutal place, where hundreds of battles occur every day, each a life-and-death struggle!
And the contestants in the Beast Arena are mostly captives and slaves from various places, with a few skilled individuals purposely training, but they aren’t many.
"What? The first duel today is between two low-level demon creatures, what a joke, since when did the Beast Arena sink so low?"
"Exactly, we’re here for the Lion King battle, not some low-level demon creatures, do you think we’re interested?"
"Protest against this, low-level demon creatures? It’s a joke, trying to fool kids here, we paid to enter, are we supposed to watch two brainless creatures fight?"
...
No matter how much the outsiders protested, the Beast Arena paid little mind and scheduled Ling Feng’s battle first.
"Enter the Dueling Ground, life or death depends on fate!" The head escorting Ling Feng said flatly: "If you die in the Colosseum, it’s your unlucky fate and none to blame!"
"If I kill the opponent, can I claim everything from him?" Ling Feng narrowed his eyes and said.
The head was a bit stunned, then laughed: "Of course, if you win, even if you devour the opponent whole, it’s no problem. I’d be even happier!"
Ling Feng glanced at the head, then silently walked into the Colosseum.
As Ling Feng stepped onto the Colosseum, the sound of boos and jeers from countless voices reached his ears, mixed with much profanity, but Ling Feng remained unmoved; his gaze was fixed tight on the wooden door ahead, seemingly sensing a powerful presence from behind it.
With a creak, the wooden door opened, a low roar echoed, immediately silencing all curses in the venue.
"What’s going on? Why is this sound so familiar? Could it be... no way, does the Beast Arena play it this big?"
"Indeed, this sound is from it, looks like another one-sided battle, boring!"
...
Ling Feng saw the figure in front of him and couldn’t help but widen his eyes. What is this? How could there... be a dragon present here?
