Chapter 2473 Discussion
Zheng Zheyu suddenly looked impatient, looked at the halfling next to them, and said: "Halfling, haven't you introduced the rules to the newcomers?"
"Sorry. "The two competitors have just advanced, and they haven't had time to tell them many things yet." The halfling nodded and explained: "Advanced S-level competitors, as long as they can maintain their S-level ranking, they can get redemption points at the end of each week. You can use the points to exchange for some items used for training or treating injuries in the White Prison Arena."
< br>The halflings have long been accustomed to the situation on each floor, and they even want to watch a good show.
"Mr. Fang Bai, Mr. Simeone, according to your level, you can currently get 1090 points and 1000 points a week. The points will be directly bound to your invitation cards."
"In addition, after you advance to become an S-level competitor, you will be forced to compete at least three times a week. Refusing to participate will be considered a failure by default."
Simone looked at the group of people in the hall with a faint look in his eyes. Hostility, he said in a deep voice: "Let's not talk about it for now, halflings, is their behavior allowed in the arena?"< br>
“Arena managers generally will not interfere when competing with each other without harming lives. Similarly, in the arena, points are also allowed to be traded between competitors.”
< br>"Really..."
Simone loosened his fists, moved his shoulders, and assumed a fighting posture.
There are only a thousand points in total, and the other party wants half of it as soon as he opens his mouth?
Why!
Zheng Zheyu looked at the two people's dissatisfied looks and said: "It's just an exchange fee. I advise you to pay the fee obediently. If something good happens in the future, I will naturally take you with me..."
"Zheng Zheyu, you talk too much."
The old man raised his hand to stop Zheng Zheyu from continuing, "You two, there are rules everywhere. By paying these points, your safety here will be guaranteed. This is your first time here, and many things have changed. I don’t understand, we in District A should be united.”
Zheng Zheyu looked at Fang Heng and the two who were still unmoved, and threatened in a cold voice: "You are still very arrogant. They are obviously only S-level forces... To be honest, it is not easy for you to get here. I heard You will have your next competition in half an hour, right? Your opponent is someone from Area D. If you are injured and go on the field, tsk tsk tsk, the outcome will be..."
"You know quite a lot." Fang Heng turned to look at the halfling on the side and asked, "You told them this information. ?”
The halfling nodded: “Spend some points and get this information. It can be found in the database."
"You don't pay attention to personal privacy..." Fang Heng shrugged and continued to ask: "Okay, I accidentally killed him during the competition. What will happen?”
The halfling opened his mouth, a little surprised that Fang Heng was like this. Confident, he immediately nodded and said: "There will always be some casualties in the competition, so there are floor monitors on each floor. If the battle reaches a certain crisis that threatens life, the monitors will intervene. Under normal circumstances, White Prison Arena will not hold you accountable.”
"Understood."
As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Heng's figure disappeared instantly.
That is!
Everyone’s expressions changed.
They suddenly realized that they had lost all trace of Fang Heng.
A loud shout suddenly sounded.
"It's a soul body! Be careful!!"
Sui! !
Flash!
Fang Heng appeared behind the leading old man almost instantly.
Death's Scythe!
The shadow of the God of Death appeared behind the old man, and the death scythe flashed a dark light in the air.
“Bang!!!!”
The protective amulet in front of the old man sensed the crisis and exploded!
The dark aura of death exploded outwards, and violent fluctuations at close range sent the old man flying backwards!
"Poof!"
The old man was seriously injured, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and his face suddenly turned pale as white paper!
Until now, everyone in the hall could clearly see Fang Heng in his soul body state through a special method.
It’s actually the God of Death!
No one thought that Fang Heng would take the initiative in front of so many people.
And the movements are so spooky!
He actually hit Mr. Shen hard with just one move!
What the hell!
Obviously it’s just the S stage.
How could humans with such intensity appear! ?
"Old Shen!"
"Stop him!"
However, Fang Heng's speed was faster than everyone expected. Everyone was stunned for a moment, and Fang Heng's figure disappeared again. On the ground, the next moment, the figure appeared behind the old man like a ghost.
“Stop!”
A loud shout suddenly sounded.
Fang Heng sneered in his heart.
Haha!
The Death Scythe swings out again!
“Chi!”
A dark light flashed across again.
This time, there was no violent explosion like before, just a slight scoff.
A dark light appeared on the old man's neck, his eyes lost their sparkle, his body stiffened quickly, and he fell straight to the ground, making no sound anymore.
Swift!
A middle-aged man wearing a fang mask appeared from the back of the hall, staring closely at Fang Heng, with a bit of anger in his eyes.
“I told you to stop!”
"Well, I heard it, but who are you?"
Fang Heng raised his head as he spoke, with a dark glow in his eyes.
The old man seems to have some special ability to save his life, and his soul body is trying to break free from the shackles of the dead world and escape from the hall.
Swift!
Fang Heng quickly stretched out his hand and shook it towards the void.
"Bang!"
The old man's soul was instantly annihilated.
[System prompt: The player is currently guiding a specially affected soul (Level A) to enter the realm of death and sink, and the player will gain +1W leader-level Death bloodline experience].
The middle-aged man in the fang mask realized that the soul body in the air had been destroyed. He frowned and looked at Fang Heng, "It's okay to kill people, but the soul body must also be destroyed. Isn't it too cruel? ?”
“Birth, old age, illness and death are the fate of reincarnation, and breaking the rules is not allowed in our world of death.”
Fang Heng slowly returned to his human form, turned around, and looked at the middle-aged man in the fanged mask, "It's funny to you. Are you talking about being cruel to me, a god of death?"
"Hmph, I won't talk to you. Li, remember, I am the supervisor on the 62nd floor."
The middle-aged man in the fang mask snorted coldly.
As the supervisor of the 62nd floor, the 62nd floor has always been safe in the past, so I relaxed my vigilance. Unexpectedly, the two newcomers are ruthless characters and will take action if they disagree.
And the strength far exceeded his expectations. By the time he realized something was wrong and wanted to rush to stop it, it was already too late.
What a waste of a demon seed.
“Don’t think that the God of Death can run rampant here. No one can win all the time in the White Prison Arena. Your ability has exceeded that here. Upgrade and leave as soon as possible. Also, don’t Keep killing people here, otherwise don't blame me for being rude." As he spoke, the figure of the middle-aged man in the fang mask slowly turned into nothingness and disappeared completely.