I am cultivating an immortal in the game arena

Chapter 20 The competition begins (first update)
coffin? ?
Not only Zhang Jun was stunned, there was also an uproar in the audience of both good and evil.

"Who has ever heard of the rules for coffins? Why don't I have any impression of them?"

"Hiss... I've never heard of it."

"I think I've heard of it, but I can't remember it..."

"It can't be some kind of taboo rule!"

When someone mentioned the words "taboo rules", many people's faces darkened instantly.

Among the rules of the arena, there are some extremely special rules. Once these rules appear, even an enlightened heavenly being will have a narrow escape.

Completely ignoring the level of strength, truly achieving equality for all living beings.

As long as these taboos are triggered, the skin will peel off even if you die.

Everyone was still wondering what this rule about the coffin meant, but the wheel on the third floor had slowly stopped rotating.

A leaf-shaped totem appeared in front of everyone.

Now many people recognize it.

"Survive!"

"Hey, now it's interesting. Let's see who can survive until the end."

"You don't have to wait until the end. You just need to force the other party to surrender and admit defeat. What is the bet this time?"

"60 spirit stones, plus twelve magic weapons, and 20 square meters of local resources."

"No wonder it's so lively."

Everyone in the audience was whispering to each other, exchanging the information they had, and at the same time, a new round of betting began.

"The bet has been placed, the bet has been placed. Whoever wants to bet as soon as possible will lose the chance if he misses it."

Zhang Jun raised his head and looked towards the audience.

He turned around in confusion and asked He Fan: "Why do you want to place a bet again?"

He also heard the conversation in the audience just now, and he didn't understand why someone suddenly started gambling again.

"The previous one was a bet between sects, and this one is personal."

As He Fan said that, he took out his storage bag and threw it directly: "All in, press us to win!"

"Mine! All-in too."

Hua He and others on the side also threw out their prepared storage bags.

Hua Lin specifically looked back at Zhang Jun: "Would you like to bet? If we win, we will make a lot of money, but if we lose, we may not lose."

It's best if they win, but if they lose... they may not be able to come back alive. These spiritual stones are accumulated in daily life. Even if they lose them all, they don't want to be taken advantage of by others.

Zhang Jun thought about it and realized that this was also the case, but he really didn't have many spirit stones in his hands, so he simply threw Elder Li's storage bag up.

When the other party saw that it was a high-end product, he didn't care what was inside and directly gave Zhang Jun three thousand spirit stones in chips.

As for the treasures inside, I'm sorry, even if there are ten thousand spirit stones in it, you can only count three thousand.

Zhang Jun didn't care. After all, he picked up this storage bag for nothing. He didn't have the ability or energy to remove the spiritual mark on it now, so it would be good to just use it as a bargaining chip.

As Hua Lin said, even if you lose, it is better than taking advantage of others.

He Fan and others were startled when they saw this scene, but they just looked at each other and didn't say much.

At this time, the host had already stepped onto the stage and began to read out the competition method.

"Corrupting the jungle, fighting for survival, until one side survives to the end, the winner is."

"Every twelve hours, there will be a general cleaning. If you want to avoid the cleaning, the best way is to find the coffin hidden in the corrosive jungle and hide it in the coffin before the general cleaning comes, otherwise... … Do it at your own risk.”

As the host read out the rules, the arena immediately began to tremble, and stone pillars covered with runes rose from the ground. As the runes on them were activated, a hole was torn open in the void.

The hole became bigger and bigger, and gradually, a gray world appeared in front of everyone.

Zhang Jun opened his eyes wide, trying to see clearly, but the world in front of him seemed to be shrouded in a thick layer of haze, and he couldn't see what was inside at all.

The host raised his head and looked in the direction of Zhang Jun and others: "Enter. You can choose to surrender and return if it is not a battle."

"Quick, come in together, don't get separated."

The disciples who were participating in the battle at the righteous seats had already rushed in.

Someone on the Demonic Road side jumped directly down and jumped into the crack first.

According to the rules, whoever finds the coffin first at this time may have the upper hand.

"Junior Brother Zhao, hold me tight!"

Hua Lin grabbed Zhang Jun's arm, then called to Mo Yu and He Fan who were hiding in the corner, followed the others, jumped into the vast world in front of him.

As a sheet of white mist hit his face, after the four of them landed, Zhang Jun felt his feet sink, and an icy, cool, and soft touch hit him. When he lowered his head, he saw that there was a thick layer of ice on the ground. Layer of gray moss.

Hua Lin glanced back and made sure that all four of his brothers were there before he breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, they are all still there."

Zhang Jun looked around, seeing a vast white mist. He could only see five meters away, and couldn't see anything further away.

"Junior Brother He, go over there!"

As soon as Hua Lin landed on the ground, he summoned his magical weapon, a black spear, with a cold light emitting from the spear body, filled with murderous intent.

He Fan took out a handful of copper coins from his sleeve and threw them away: "Ride the white tiger to avoid being injured. Let's go west!"

"Junior Brother Mo is going to explore the way. Junior Brother Zhao, you and Junior Brother He are behind. Follow closely."

Hua Lin raised the spear in his hand: "Look for the coffin first. As long as you see the coffin, don't care who the other party is, just grab it."

"I understand!" Mo Yu and He Fan nodded to express their understanding.

Zhang Jun's face was expressionless, but he was vigilant in his heart. Although Hua Lin seemed to be very popular before, at this time, he didn't care whether you belonged to the same magic path. He wanted to protect himself first.

As for those demonic alliances that can't even protect themselves, it's no shame to eliminate them.

In the same way, I am afraid that I, a burden, will only be sacrificed at the critical moment.

Thinking of this, Zhang Jun gradually became wary of these three good senior brothers.

Even if you are a villain and judge the heart of a gentleman, it is better to hold your fate tightly.

At this moment, in the auditorium outside the ring, everyone's eyes are focused on the world on the ring. Unlike Zhang Jun and the others, the audience's line of sight is unobstructed. Everyone can see any part of the world in front of them through their own thoughts. corner.

"The fight has started, northwest!"

This world is neither too small nor too big. There are nearly a hundred disciples participating in both good and evil paths. They were unlucky and met their opponents as soon as they landed.

However, both sides were still very restrained at this time.

After all, according to the rules, the main thing is to find a coffin. If you can't find a coffin, you will be eliminated in the end.

"boring!"

Some people find it boring: "After all, it's just a fight for coffins. Whoever gets more coffins will win."

"It seems so."

"Maybe it's because the number of coffins is relatively small." Someone speculated.

But as soon as he finished speaking, he was slapped in the face.

"To the east, there is a coffin, and the looting has already begun!!"

Following a burst of exclamations, everyone's eyes immediately turned around.

Sure enough, on a mound, four people were fighting around a coffin.

"It's me, a disciple of the Seven Kills Palace, haha, three against one, it's safe!"

After seeing the figures of the four people clearly, the elder sitting in the Seven Kills Palace suddenly showed joy. His opponent was a disciple of the Zhengdao Sword Pavilion, and he used one-handed sword control.

This sword pavilion disciple's swordsmanship is extremely high. As the figure moves, the flying sword in his hand draws out layers of sword shadows, which are airtight.

This flying sword is also a rare magic weapon. The blade of the sword shines brightly and has an awe-inspiring righteousness. It is the nemesis of evil.

If they encountered the Seven Kills Palace disciples on normal days, it would inevitably be a bit difficult, but this Jiange disciple was unlucky. He was separated from his brothers when he entered. Faced with the siege of three masters, he was already a little overwhelmed.

The coolie resisted for a moment, but when he saw that no one came to support him, the disciple of Jiange made an immediate decision. The sword in his hand swayed with a large sword light, forcing the three of them back, and immediately escaped.

Seeing that his disciple had obtained a coffin, the elder of Qi Sha Gong's face turned red for a moment, he raised his head and said to the elders around him.

"This can be regarded as our Seven Kills Palace taking the lead for our demonic path."

Everyone nodded after hearing this, but before they could say a few words of congratulations, they suddenly heard a burst of crazy laughter from behind.

"Hahahaha, come out on top? Hahaha, I think I met the King of Hell earlier."

Everyone was startled, and the elder of the Seven Kills Palace had a smile on his face, which turned dark instantly. He turned around and looked behind him with cold murderous intent.

"Who!"

The audience sitting in the back row ducked away until the figure of an old man in the corner was exposed.

I saw this old man sitting cross-legged on the ground, with a black face and unkempt hair, wearing a tattered cloth. He was holding a cigarette rod in his right hand and pinched tobacco in his left hand. If he looked carefully, he saw that there were three fingers missing on his left hand.

"Master Snake!"

The originally angry elder of the Seven Kills Palace turned strange when he saw the old man.

"Master Snake, I haven't seen you for a long time. How are you doing lately?"

Several magic masters who recognized Lord Snake came forward one after another, and some even brought out meat, wine, and fruits.

Facing the compliments from everyone, Lord Snake nodded lightly and didn't even respond, staring at the arena in front of him.

When he saw three disciples from the Seven Kills Palace preparing to open the coffin, Lord Snake shook his head: "The one from the Seven Kills Palace should prepare the funeral arrangements for the disciples of the Qian family."

"what?"

The elder of Qisha Palace was startled and quickly turned back to look at the arena.

At this moment, the three disciples of the Seven Kills Palace were standing in front of the coffin. The black coffin was made of unknown materials, and there was a sound similar to metal when the hands were knocked on it.

"Let's work together and try to open the coffin first!"

As the three of them spoke, they each stood on a corner and lifted it hard. To their surprise, the coffin lid was much lighter than they thought. The three of them threw it hard, and it felt effortless.

Before they could be surprised by this, a disciple turned back to look at the coffin. With just one glance, he was stunned.

I saw that the coffin was actually a divine sword shining with colorful lights.

The sword body was shining brightly, and there were countless wonderful textures covering the sword body. The more I looked at it, the more fascinated I became.

Seeing that he suddenly stopped moving, the other two senior brothers also looked into the coffin, and their pupils tightened slightly.

"Magic medicine!"

"Spirit stone!"

The two spoke in unison, but the answers they gave were completely opposite.

But outside the arena, everyone saw nothing. They only saw three people lying next to the coffin, burying their heads in the dark coffin. Their bodies were still twitching, accompanied by the sound of chewing. After a while, there were only three headless corpses left on the ground...

　I will continue to add more updates today, Chapter 2 around 3pm and Chapter [-] around [-]pm.

　　[Task: Publish this chapter. ],

　　[Task reward: more updates will be added tomorrow]

　　
　
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