Lin Bai and Ban Ye left the arena and came to a passage in the arena. Below it was a huge underground palace, with many warriors coming and going.
"here it is……"
Lin Bai looked around.
Ban Ye said calmly: "This is an underground casino. Every time there is a competition, the fighting arena will set up compensation and bets in the casino. You can bet on merit points or spiritual liquid. There are no restrictions!"
"Actually, this underground casino is the biggest profit point in the fighting arena!"
Lin Bai nodded slightly.
Immediately, Lin Bai and Ban Ye walked through the underground casino and came to a stone door.
In front of the stone gate, there were two strong men guarding it. When they saw Lin Bai and the others approaching, they immediately shouted: "Stop anyone coming, this is an area not open to the public. If you want to place bets, please go outside!"
Ban Ye nodded and smiled, and directly explained his purpose: "The little brother next to me wants to become a fighter in the martial arts arena!"
The two strong men glanced at Lin Bai, who was weak in stature, young, and with low cultivation, and said contemptuously: "A young warrior in his early twenties, with a cultivation level of only the seventh level of adversity, comes to the fighting field.
Aren’t you going to die?”
"The fighters in the fighting arena are basically all those who have achieved perfection in the situation of death and adversity. I advise you not to come and die. Just go back to where you came from."
Although these two strong men looked ferocious, they still reminded Lin Bai out of good intentions.
Lin Bai smiled and said: "I understand your good intentions, but I want to give it a try. I wonder if you can give me this opportunity!"
The two strong men looked at each other and said calmly: "As long as the cultivation level is above the level of death and adversity, and the level below the aspiration level can participate in the fighting arena, since you insist on giving it a try, then go in!"
While talking, the two strong men pushed open the stone door behind them and said to Lin Bai.
When Lin Bai stepped into it, these two strong men stopped Ban Ye and refused to let him in.
Walking into the stone gate, there is a simple stone chamber in front of him. There is a very sloppy old man sitting in it. He is holding a carving knife in his left hand and a mask in his right hand.
At this moment, he was carving this mask, with a satisfied look on his face.
At this time, he saw Lin Bai walking in and said with a smile: "Are you here to become a fighter in the fighting arena?"
Lin Bai nodded and said, "Yes!"
The sloppy old man smiled and said: "With a seventh-level cultivation of death and adversity, huh, you have some courage. Since you have come here, it means you have already thought about it!"
"Then I won't advise you anymore!"
"Now let me briefly tell you the rules of the fighting arena!"
"In the martial arts arena, any warrior in a desperate situation can participate!"
"When a new fighter first enters the fighting arena, there will be no rewards for the first three competitions. This is a test for new fighters in the fighting arena!"
"If you pass, starting from the fourth game, you will officially become a fighter in the fighting arena. After becoming a fighter, once you win every battle, you will get a thousand merit points!"
"And in the fighting arena, there are also rewards for winning streaks!"
"Win ten games in a row and be rewarded with a thousand meritorious deeds!"
"Win twenty games in a row and be rewarded with two thousand meritorious deeds!"
"By analogy, there is no upper limit!"
"do you understand?"
The sloppy old man said with a smile.
When he heard that the rules of the fighting arena were no different from what Ban Ye said, he nodded lightly and said, "I understand!"
"Okay, then, choose your mask!" The sloppy old man raised his hand and waved, and the dark stone room suddenly lit up with light, illuminating the surrounding area.
Lin Bai saw that there were many shelves around the stone room, with carefully carved masks placed on them!
"What does this mean?" Lin Bai asked curiously.
The sloppy old man smiled and said: "This is our fighting arena's reward for every warrior who becomes a fighter!"
"Don't underestimate these masks!"
"Once these masks are put on, no warrior can see your face no matter what method they use. Unless you take it off yourself, no one can take off your mask!"
"This mask will be your identity in the fighting arena in the future!"
"Of course, if one day you no longer want to be a fighter in the fighting arena and want to leave this place, and if after leaving, you want to kill people, set fires, and rob homes, this mask can also hide your eyes and ears!"
"After you get the mask, you don't have to wear it, it all depends on your preference!"
The sloppy old man said with a smile.
Lin Bai walked to these shelves and looked at the carefully carved masks on them.
There are evil spirits with hideous faces.
There is a Yaksha holding a steel fork!
The human emperor with a golden face!
There is a demon tiger roaring all over the world!
All kinds of masks are available.
But after Lin Bai looked around, there was nothing he liked.
The sloppy old man smiled and said: "If you don't like these masks, then you can tell me what mask you want, and I can polish it for you with my own hands!"
Lin Bai turned back to look at the sloppy old man. At this glance, he saw the mask that the sloppy old man was holding in his hand.
This mask is so dark and shiny that it seems to have a magical power that seduces people.
On the mask, there is a vaguely sharp sword, which exudes terrifying sword power from the center of the eyebrow.
There are patterns carved on both sides of the cheeks, mysterious and distant!
"Senior, the mask in your hand is quite good." Lin Bai said with a faint smile.
The sloppy old man was stunned, looked down at the mask in his hand, and said with a satisfied smile: "Yes, this mask is among the top three masks that I have carved in my life!"
"It took three years to carve and has just been completed."
The sloppy old man looked at the mask happily and couldn't put it down and said.
At this time, the sloppy old man came back to his senses, looked at Lin Bai with a smile and said, "Are you looking at this mask?"
Lin Bai nodded slightly.
"Then I'll give it to you." The sloppy old man smiled slightly and handed the mask to Lin Bai.
Lin Bai took the mask, looked at it carefully, and put it on his face.
The size of this mask actually blended perfectly with Lin Bai's face, as if it was tailor-made for Lin Bai!
The moment Lin Bai put on the mask, the mask seemed to come alive, filled with a soul-stirring magic power.
And Lin Bai's clothes also turned into another set of black robes at this moment!
The dark and shiny black mask, the mysterious and far-reaching patterns on it, the magic sword that tears the sky above the eyebrows, and Lin Bai's cold and ruthless eyes under the mask, at this moment, Lin Bai seemed like
Transformed into an emotionless demon!
"Perfect, perfect, so perfect!" The sloppy old man watched Lin Bai put on the mask in front of him and said excitedly: "This mask seems to be specially made for you!"
Lin Bai took off the mask and asked: "What is this mask called?"
"I have been carving this mask for three years and have already thought of a name for it..." The sloppy old man chuckled and said, "This mask is called...Sword Demon!"