Fengwu Qinshang

Chapter 385 Slave? Nightmare Fighter?

Wisps of black mist seeped into the prison van and gathered around everyone's wrists and ankles.

It was only then that Qin Feng noticed that he had been wearing black rings on his wrists and ankles at some point. After the rings absorbed the black mist, bursts of black light suddenly appeared.

A black light appeared, and a piercing pain came from the depths of his soul. This unbearable pain made Qin Feng groan softly.

There were bursts of howling in the prison van, and people began to twist their bodies and roll over to relieve their pain.

Qin Feng endured the pain and remained silent. He was sweating and trembling as he stared at the big man in front of him. The big man was just like him, staring at him while trembling and enduring the severe pain.

The two guys started to compete with each other. They gritted their teeth and said nothing, their faces turned red and their necks became thick!

The two of them held their breath for half an incense stick of time. However, Qin Feng really couldn't hold it back any longer. Now it seemed that only howling loudly could relieve the pain.

Suddenly, the black circles and light on the hands and feet disappeared, and the heart-wrenching pain dissipated.

The feeling of comfort came so quickly that Qin Feng couldn't help shaking while sitting there.

Everyone stopped howling and collapsed in the prison van.

The big man was no exception. He grabbed two people and used them as cushions on his back and leaned forward. The two men obviously did not dare to resist and let him do whatever he wanted.

At this time, Qin Feng and the big man were still looking at each other, furious!

Suddenly the big man burst into laughter, and Qin Feng couldn't help laughing as well.

The big man said loudly:

"You are awesome, boy. I admire you. My name is Kui Han, and I come from the Kui Niu tribe. Lord Niu likes you. What's your name?"

Kuiniu? Not really! Kuiniu should have no arms and only one leg, but how come this one looks so complete?

"Oh! My name is Qin Feng, from the God Clan!"

After hearing this, Kui Kan said loudly:

"Oh! It's really the God Clan. I've only seen you in paintings, and it seems to be you. That's not right! The God Clan never comes here, so why are you here alone?"

Qin Feng pretended to be disappointed:

"Hey! It's hard to explain! I was chased by my enemies and mistakenly came here. I didn't expect to end up like this!"

Kui Kan was a big shot, so he didn't ask any more questions:

"Oh! Brother, Master Niu thinks you're a good person. Why don't we tie each other up so we can take care of each other? Otherwise, you'll die soon!"

Qin Feng was shocked after hearing this, but he was even more curious. He asked curiously:

"Brother Kui Kan, are we going to die? Why are we dying so quickly?"

Kui Kan was startled, then laughed:

"Oh, I forgot. You are from the God Clan and may not know much about this place! We were captured by these people not to kill us, but to sell us out."

Qin Feng was even more surprised:

"Sold? As a slave?"

Kui Kan laughed:

"Haha! Whether you become a slave or not depends on your ability. After these people sell us, the buyers will divide us into slaves and nightmare fighters according to our strength and talent."

At this point, Kui Kan smiled and asked:

"You don't know what Nightmare Fighter is, do you?"

Qin Feng shook his head in confusion:

"do not know!"

“Hahahaha! Becoming a Nightmare Fighter is the dream of all the monks in this dead land!”

Qin Feng was even more puzzled:

"Really? Since everyone wants to be a Nightmare Fighter, why do they all seem reluctant? Besides, why do they have to be forced to become Nightmare Fighters in this way? Can't they just fight for it themselves?"

After hearing this, Kui Kan's eyes widened:

"Humph! These guys want to make money! These people are called fighter merchants, and they specialize in kidnapping people. They sell some of the kidnapped people to the Nightmare Fighting Hall, and the rest are sold as slaves. Look at them, those with pseudo-god cultivation are basically sold as slaves, and most of those with true god cultivation will stay in the fighting hall. I was going to the nearest Wuman City to participate in the Nightmare Fighter selection, but who knew that I would be intercepted by these people halfway! I'm so pissed off!"

Qin Feng understood a little more after hearing this:

"But what does a Nightmare Fighter do? Why do people want to be one?"

Kui Kan laughed again:

“Hahahaha! Being a Nightmare Fighter is an honor. Only Nightmare Fighters can fight in the Nightmare Arena. And only those great Nightmare Fighters will be respected by everyone.”

"Nightmare Arena? Nightmare Fighter? What are those things?"

Qin Feng muttered to himself, Kui Kan looked at Qin Feng and smiled innocently:

"Hey! You'll know everything then! How about you tie yourself up with Master Niu, and Master Niu will keep you safe!"

Seeing Kui Kan, Qin Feng thought of his brother Tian Niu. He liked people with this kind of personality the most. They were honest and straightforward. They were definitely loyal people and reliable friends.

"Okay! Then I'll follow Brother Kui Kan, and we'll be tied together!"

The two looked at each other and laughed at the same time.

In fact, although Kui Kan was over a hundred years old, he was only considered a young man in their Kuiniu tribe. The tribe stipulated that one could not leave until he reached the level of a god, but this guy really wanted to become a nightmare fighter, so he ran away secretly.

It seemed that he was only familiar with the superficial aspects of what he was talking about, Nightmare Fighter and Nightmare Arena. It was more than enough to fool Qin Feng, who was innocent. But he actually had no idea what was going on, which made Qin Feng feel like he was on a pirate ship!

The convoy wandered for more than a month and finally got out of the dense forest. In the endless open land was a small city. It was called a city, but in fact it was just a gathering place surrounded by a fence made of huge trees.

This is Wuman City, where hundreds of thousands of people of various races live.

Entering the plain, there were more pedestrians and vehicles coming and going. As far as Qin Feng could see, he had already seen seven or eight such convoys. It seemed that the people here were not living a happy life!

The surroundings gradually became lively. Qin Feng found a puzzled question. He turned to look at Kui Kan and asked:

"Brother Kui Kan, look at these people, oh and those beastmen, why do they all have no expression on their faces? Why do they seem to have no emotions?"

Kui Kan looked up and sighed:

"Hey! Those are all divine corpses! Refining divine corpses is a unique method of the Undead. These damned Undead specialize in digging up human graves. No matter what race, as long as the dead are, they will find a way to dig them up and refine them into divine corpses. The more powerful these divine corpses were when they were alive, the more difficult it is to refine them. Of course, the more powerful the refined divine corpses are."

Qin Feng laughed after hearing this:

"Oh my god! These grave diggers are so shameless! Aren't they going to be held accountable?"

Kui Kan sighed and shook his head:

"Hey! In this dead land, the Undead are the most powerful. Who dares to settle accounts with them? If our ancestors' graves are dug up by them, we can only swallow our anger!"

There were quite a few convoys and it took a long time before they passed the inspection and entered Wuman City.