Lin Bai and ban Ye left the arena and came to a passage in the arena. There was a huge underground palace under it. There were many warriors coming and going.
"Here is..."
Lin Bai looked around.
Ban ye said faintly: "this is the underground gambling house. In every martial arts competition, the martial arts arena will set up reparations and bets in the gambling house. You can gamble on meritorious merit value or spirit liquid. There are no restrictions on them!"
"In fact, this underground gambling house is the biggest profit point in the arena!"
Lin Bai nodded slightly.
Immediately, Lin Bai and ban ye walked through the underground casino and came to a stone gate.
In front of the stone gate, there were two strong men guarding the gate. When they saw Lin Bai and Lin Bai coming, they immediately called out: "stop, this is not an open area. If you want to bet, please go outside."
Ban Ye nodded and laughed and explained his intention directly: "the little brother around me wants to be a fighter in the fighting field!"
The young man who is not old enough to die is not a big fighter
"The fighters in the fighting field are basically accomplished by death and adversity. I advise you not to come and die. Go back where you come from."
Although the two men are ferocious, they still remind Lin Bai out of good intentions.
Lin Bai said with a smile, "I understand your kindness, but I want to try. I don't know if I can get this chance!"
The two strong men looked at each other and said faintly, "as long as the accomplishments above adversity are dead in the fighting field, those below the top level can participate. Since you are determined to try, go in!"
While speaking, the two strong men pushed open the stone gate behind them and said to Lin Bai.
Lin Bai stepped into it, and the two strong men stopped ban ye from going in.
Walking into the stone gate, there is a simple stone chamber in front of it. Inside is a very untidy old man with a carving knife in his left hand and a mask in his right hand.
At the moment, he was carving the mask with a satisfied look on his face.
At this time, he saw Lin Bai come in and said with a smile, "do you want to be a fighter in the fighting field?"
Lin Bai nodded and said, "yes!"
The slovenly old man said with a smile: "the seven fold cultivation of death and adversity, hum, you boy is still a little brave. Since you have come here, it shows that you have already thought about it!"
"Then I will not persuade you any more!"
"Now I'd like to tell you the rules of the fighting arena."
"In the martial arts arena, anyone who fights against adversity can participate in it!"
"Rookie fighters, when they just entered the arena, there was no reward in the first three contests. This is a test for new fighters in the arena!"
"If you pass the contest, you will become a fighter in the fighting field from the fourth game. After becoming a fighter, once you win each competition, you can get 1000 meritorious deeds!"
"And in the fighting arena, there is a winning streak!"
"Win ten games in a row and reward 1000 meritorious deeds!"
"Win 20 games in a row and reward 2000 meritorious deeds!"
"And so on, the top is not capped!"
"Do you understand?"
The slovenly old man said with a smile.
Hearing the rules of the fighting field, there was no difference between what ban ye said. He nodded faintly and said, "I understand!"
"Well, choose your mask." With a wave of his hand, the dingy old man suddenly lit up in the dark stone chamber, illuminating all around.
Lin Bai saw that there were many shelves around the stone room, on which there were carefully carved masks!
"What does that mean?" Lin Bai asked curiously.
The slovenly old man said with a smile, "this is the reward for every fighter in our fighting field."
"Don't underestimate these masks
"Once these masks are put on, no warrior can see your face in any way. Unless you take it off yourself, no one can take off your mask!"
"This mask will be your identity in the arena in the future!"
"Of course, if you don't want to be a fighter in the arena one day, you want to leave here. If you want to kill people, set fire to others and rob houses, this mask can also hide people's eyes and ears!"
"After you get the mask, you can leave it alone. It depends on your own preference."
The slovenly old man said with a smile.
Lin Bai went to the shelves and looked at the carefully carved masks on them.
There are ferocious ghosts.
There are night forks with steel forks!
Emperor with golden face!
There's a tiger in the world!
There are all kinds of masks.
But Lin Bai did not like it after seeing it for a while.The slovenly old man said with a smile, "if you don't like these masks, you can tell me what kind of mask you want, and I can polish one side for you personally!"
Lin Bai looked back at the slovenly old man and saw the mask in his hand.
This mask, agreed to be dark and bright, seems to have a charm of enchanting the soul.
On the mask, a sharp sword can be seen faintly, which sends out the terrible sword power from the brow center.
On both sides of the cheek, engraved with patterns, mysterious and remote!
"Master, the mask in your hand is very good." Lin Bai said with a faint smile.
The slovenly old man was stunned. He looked down at the mask in his hand and said with a satisfied smile: "yes, this mask is one of the masks that I have carved all my life. It can rank among the top three masks."
"It's been three years, and it's just finished."
Slovenly old man happily looked at the mask and said fondly.
At this time, the slovenly old man came to his senses and said with a smile, "looking at this mask?"
Lin Bai nodded slightly.
"I'll give it to you." The slovenly old man smiles and hands the mask to Lin Bai.
Lin Bai took the mask, looked at it carefully and put it on his face.
The size of the mask is perfectly integrated with Lin Bai's face, just like it was made for Lin Bai!
As soon as Lin Bai put on the mask, the mask seemed to come back to life, full of a thrilling magic.
And Lin Bai's clothes, also at this moment, became another set of black robes!
The dark and shiny black mask, with its mysterious and distant patterns, the magic sword that tears the sky above the eyebrow, and the indifferent and merciless pupil of Lin Bai under the mask, at this moment, it seems that Lin Bai has turned into a demon without emotion!
"Perfect, perfect, perfect!" Looking at Lin Bai wearing a mask in front of him, the slovenly old man said excitedly, "this mask seems to be specially made for you!"
Lin Bai took off the mask and asked, "what's the name of this mask?"
"I have carved this mask for three years, and I have already thought of a name for it..." "This mask is called Sword devil
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