Fengwu Qinshang

Chapter 257: Beast Chess

What is this? This is a fight for life, a fight to the death. If you lose, all your soul power will be taken back by this circular pyramid, and your body will be reduced to ashes.

So both of them had red eyes, staring at the two palm-sized spiritual creatures on the table fighting each other!

"Oh! This is the fighting spirit arena! This is the way to fight spirits!"

A wolf-faced man next to him was watching and shouting. Qin Feng pulled the man's clothes:

"Hey, big brother, I have something I don't understand. How did the spiritual objects on this fighting spirit table appear?"

The wolf-faced man turned his head, looked at Qin Feng and said with a smile:

"Oh! Ugly ghost! Just arrived?"

"Yes!"

"How stupid! That thing on the table is imaginary. Use your soul and come up with whatever you want! It's really ugly and stupid!"

Qin Feng was not angry and bowed to express his gratitude!

"Whatever you think comes out, hey, this is interesting!"

Looking at this huge circular pyramid, the bottom circle can accommodate four to five hundred tables, and the space becomes smaller as you go up.

The floors below the eighth were already crowded, with someone emerging victorious from time to time, someone disappearing into thin air, and the next pair immediately stepping forward to fill the gap and continue the fight.

As for the ninth floor, there is no Mao person now and it is empty.

After a long while, watching the people cheering and disappearing, Qin Feng couldn't help but sigh secretly, "How come human life is worthless here!"

"My lord, my lord, you may go on stage now!"

"Oh!"

Qin Feng was led by the falcon to a small door. Someone outside the small door checked the jade token and respectfully let Qin Feng in.

Inside the small door, Qin Feng took out the Hundred-Man Killing Jade Token and registered. Someone took Qin Feng up the stairs directly to the ninth floor.

As they walked higher and higher, Qin Feng asked in confusion:

"Hey, little brother, which floor are you taking me to?"

The person leading the way turned around and said with a respectful smile:

"The Immortal is the Hundred Man Slayer, so of course it's on the ninth floor! When registering, I could already tell that this was the first time for the Immortal to come to the Soul Fighting Arena. The eighteenth floor of the Soul Fighting Arena is called the Eighteenth Floor of Rakshasa Prison. The Hundred Man Slayer is on the ninth floor. The Two Hundred Man Slayer is on the tenth floor. As for the only fighting arena at the highest point, it is the Eighteenth Floor of Rakshasa Prison, the Thousand Man Slayer Arena that everyone here dreams of."

"If you still want to come in the future, just go through the small door and register. It's very convenient!"

The two of them talked as they reached the ninth floor.

When Qin Feng appeared on the ninth floor, the place suddenly exploded, and everyone in the audience focused their attention on the ninth floor.

At this moment, a deep voice resounded throughout the fighting arena:

"One hundred people killed Qin Feng, zero wins, now accept the challenge."

As soon as these words were spoken, the scene became even more violent.

"It's really rare to kill a hundred people with zero wins. Why don't you give it a try?"

"Of course. If I win a few more games, my soul will be upgraded to the Hundred Man Slayer! This guy is a loser at the Hundred Man Slayer. If I defeat him, I can take his place and become the Hundred Man Slayer! Hahahaha! I'm going to sign up!"

"Humph! It would be foolish not to do such a good thing! I'll sign up too."

"If you want to go, hurry up! There must be a Hundred Man Slayer Challenge after ten rounds, otherwise everyone will just have to wait!"

In an instant, ten people signed up, and the others could only stare blankly.

Just as everyone was sighing in disappointment, a short, jade-faced fox centurion stepped forward to sign up.

Then there was another round of hustling and in an instant the place was full again with ten people.

Those who signed up are all people who are about to enter the ranks of 100-man killers. These people have fought more than 90 battles and are full of confidence in their fighting spirit.

However, there are still a few guys who have only won 20 or 30 games and want to try their luck, because if they can capture this Centurion, they can replace him.

There was chaos below. Qin Feng, who was alone on the ninth floor of the Rakshasa Prison, stared at the area below with a different feeling in his heart. "What should I do? Kill him? I can only kill him! What else can I do? I just hope this is just my own environment."

Even if you can't bear it, but in this environment, there is only one way to get out, and that is to kill your way out, kill thousands of people, and escape from the illusion!

Finally, the first guy arrived at the ninth floor in high spirits.

The two of them bowed to each other and sat down. There was no referee or rules. They just sat down and started.

The skinny dwarf with a mountain cat face opposite was so happy that he squeezed in among the crowd of strong men and got the first challenge right. After sitting down, he still couldn't hide his joy.

After sitting down, the mountain cat-faced figure's mind moved slightly, and a soul body the size of a palm jumped out.

The soul body flashed with a light purple light, and a palm-sized mountain cat with a ghost face appeared on the table, showing off its might and making a provocative sound.

It was the first time that Qin Feng looked at the ghost-faced mountain cat and he didn’t know what to do.

"Hey! I say, do you want to fight or not? If not, then admit defeat quickly. I have to catch up with the next game!"

Oh my god! Qin Feng was so happy after hearing this:

"Oh my god! It's not Go, it's Beast Chess! Since you're in a hurry to reincarnate, I'll help you do it!"

Just kill him!

Qin Feng's mind moved slightly, and the crystal clear soul body with a faint green light rushed out, and then!

Then a yellow light flashed, and a yellow spotted leopard the size of a palm appeared on the table.

What? It was the Yellow Shadow Leopard, one of the three-section Jinlingsha!

When the yellow shadow leopard appeared, the mountain cat-faced man let out a strange cry and the ghost-faced mountain cat rushed towards the yellow shadow leopard like lightning.

Qin Feng thought to himself, "Looking at the situation, today's opportunity is rare. Nineteen people are waiting in line to die. I can't scare the people below. I just need to delay it for a while."

The ghost-faced mountain cat is extremely fast, but it is not fast enough for Qin Feng.

The yellow shadow leopard dodged lightly, avoiding the sharp claws of the ghost-faced mountain cat and did not attack.

There is no large projection screen here, so the people below can only see the expressions of the two people.

Bobcat Face was excited and Qin Feng was nervous. This was the feeling they gave to the people below.

"It's over! We're about to be overtaken by this mountain cat guy!"

"Oh! I regret it! Couldn't I have gotten it if I had just squeezed a little bit?"

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There were constant sighs and regrets from the audience.

In a blink of an eye, a stick of incense had passed. Qin Feng thought that the time was enough. Just when the ghost-faced mountain cat was about to bite with all its strength, the yellow shadow leopard suddenly turned around, and the three-inch long fangs in its mouth pierced into the throat of the ghost-faced mountain cat from a strange angle. The ghost-faced mountain cat let out a wail.

As the wailing sound was sounded, the mountain cat boy let out a scream, and the soul body between his eyebrows made a crisp sound like glass and exploded into pieces.

At the same time, a hint of lavender in the shattered glass seemed to be attracted by the circular pyramid and sank into its wall.

The ending was turned around too quickly. Everyone saw the mountain cat face, which was in high spirits and showing its fangs and claws, suddenly died suddenly, and Qin Feng's sitting body shook.

"Ah? The Hundred Man Killer won!"

"Hey! There's a chance~!"

"How did he win?"

"Hehehe! I don't care how he won, it's my turn now, I'm going to pick up the spoils!"

A fat man with a wild boar face grunted as he walked up the stairs towards the ninth floor of the Rakshasa Prison.

There was a word "一" on the back of the green jade token. Qin Feng knew that it was a record of the number of wins. In the space of the jade token, a white stone appeared.

The death of Mountain Cat Face happened right before Qin Feng's eyes, and Qin Feng only felt a little sorry for it. But what puzzled Qin Feng even more was that the pyramid absorbed the souls of the dead:

"Looking at the scene, there are quite a few souls of the dead every day, but what is the use of this pyramid with so many souls?"

"Hehehehe! Ugly ghost, look, Master Pig is here to take you away!"

The pig-faced fat man sat down opposite Qin Feng, without any courtesy, and directly released his soul body. A big black wild boar with huge fangs appeared on the table.

Qin Feng collected his thoughts, looked at the pig-faced fat man, smiled slightly and did not answer. His soul appeared, and a red spotted tiger appeared on the table.

"Ugly ghost, kill him!"

"Kill this pig-head!"

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