life and death duel

Upon hearing Lin Feng's words, many people began whispering. Not long ago, what Lin Feng had said did indeed happen, and many people present had witnessed it with their own eyes.

At this moment, both the young man on the platform and the people in the prisoner fighting arena had a slight change in expression, their eyes flashing with cold light.

Lin Feng walked up to the platform, showing no intention of participating in the prisoner fighting. He turned to Mu Fan outside the prison and said, "Hurry up and go in. Since the prisoner fight has already been arranged, it's better to finish this show early and let everyone see how powerful the people from the Snow Moon Sacred Institute are. They effortlessly subdued the demon beast, Red Flame Demon Lion."

With these words, everyone was stunned. If Lin Feng's words just now were not clear enough, then these words were too explicit in their irony.

Firstly, when Lin Feng said the prisoner fight had already been arranged, it obviously meant that the prisoner fighting arena and the other party had colluded and deliberately arranged this prisoner fight.

Secondly, Lin Feng also said to let Mu Fan finish this show early to demonstrate the might of the Snow Moon Sacred Institute, which was again mocking the Snow Moon Sacred Institute, implying that their prestige was all based on such shameless means.

Indeed, the people from the prisoner fighting arena and the Snow Moon Sacred Institute all had unsightly expressions upon hearing Lin Feng's words. His words hit the nail on the head, leaving them completely embarrassed.

"Mind your words, words can bring disaster," a young nobleman on the platform said coldly, his threat extremely clear.

Under the silver mask, Lin Feng glanced lightly at the young man, smiling, "Indeed, you have the air of a nobleman. Since the prisoner fighting arena should have a close relationship with you, whoever you say should fight, will fight. It would be better to just give this Red Flame Demon Lion to him, wouldn't it?"

"Oh, I almost forgot, directly giving it to him would be difficult for him to accept, and it would also fail to demonstrate the dignity of the Snow Moon Sacred Institute."

Lin Feng's voice remained calm, light as a cloud and gentle as the wind, but the more so his tone was like this, the stronger the irony.

The crowd nodded inwardly. Although Lin Feng's words were full of irony, it couldn't be denied that what he said was true. You could tell from the way the young man spoke to the person in charge of the prisoner fighting arena that this young man's identity was extraordinary. The people from the prisoner fighting arena did not dare to disobey him, hence why they instructed Mu Fan, who was behind Lin Feng, to participate in the prisoner fighting.

This was a premeditated, unfair prisoner fight.

The eyes of the young nobleman flashed with coldness. However, at this moment, Mu Fan looked at Lin Feng and said, "Since you say so, why don't you and I have a battle first, and the winner will participate in the prisoner fight."

"Why should I compete with you?"

Lin Feng glanced at Mu Fan and said lightly, "You did not say that you wanted to participate in the prisoner fight. I arrived before you, so naturally, I will participate first. Of course, if you want to use tricks in secret, I can't say anything about it, feel free."

Lin Feng's words were decisive. As long as Mu Fan participated in the prisoner fight, it would undoubtedly prove Lin Feng's words, and he would definitely win. However, this victory would not only fail to enhance the dignity of the Snow Moon Sacred Institute but would also bring shame to it. Obviously, this was not what Mu Fan wanted.

Staring at Lin Feng, Mu Fan smiled and said, "You only know how to mock and taunt with your words. Are you just a cowardly mouse who can only talk?"

"Exactly, besides having a sharp tongue, what else can you do? You don't even dare to show your true face."

"Hehe, this kind of cowardly mouse that hides its head and shows its tail is no match for Senior Brother Mu Fan. Senior Brother Mu Fan is a genius in our Snow Moon Sacred Institute. Taming the demon beast, Red Flame Demon Lion, will be a piece of cake. Dealing with him is just giving him face."

Finally finding a breakthrough, the people from the Snow Moon Sacred Institute were full of bravado, mocking and taunting. It seemed that their verbal skills were quite strong.

Looking at these people, Lin Feng's eyes were playful. Only when they spoke did Lin Feng slowly say, "So the people from the Snow Moon Sacred Institute are so powerful. It seems that I am ignorant."

"Hmph, you ignorant fool, dare to provoke even Senior Brother Mu Fan."

But at this moment, Lin Feng's lips twitched, and he said with a smile, "But, I really want to see how powerful the geniuses of the legendary Snow Moon Sacred Institute are."

With these words, the people from the Snow Moon Sacred Institute all showed mocking expressions. This guy actually dared to accept the challenge, seeking death.

The crowd also looked at Lin Feng, only to see Lin Feng's eyes slowly turn to Mu Fan, and with a light smile, he said, "You and I will enter the prison together, fight in the prisoner fight, winner lives, loser dies, how about it?"

As Lin Feng's voice fell, the space became quiet, especially the people from the Snow Moon Sacred Institute, all staring intently.

Prisoner fight, winner lives, loser dies.

Lin Feng, a cowardly mouse?

Many people were speechless, their mouths agape. Lin Feng's refusal to fight was one thing, but now that he accepted the challenge, it was a request for a prisoner fight. He was too arrogant. Did he really have the confidence to win? Was he really willing to risk his life?

Mu Fan fell silent, his eyes narrowed into slits, staring at Lin Feng. This guy actually wanted to have a life-and-death prisoner fight with him, what a arrogant guy.

Feeling the gaze of everyone focused on him, an invisible pressure rose in Mu Fan's heart. He had no choice. But under Lin Feng's calm eyes behind the mask, Mu Fan felt a sense of dread.

Lin Feng dared to be so reckless, to have a life-and-death prisoner fight with him, did he not have confidence?

Mu Fan's strength and talent were not weak, and he had always been confident in himself. But at this moment, his confidence wavered. Lin Feng's mystery also brought him some pressure. People were always prone to fantasies about mysterious people and things.

With a hint of fierceness in his eyes, Mu Fan gritted his teeth and said, "I accept your challenge, a prisoner fight to the death."

"Now, let's enter the prisoner fighting arena."

Mu Fan said coldly, stepping towards the prison.

"Wait."

At this moment, Lin Feng's voice rang out, causing Mu Fan to stop in his tracks and look back at Lin Feng, "What is it?"

"You and the prisoner fighting arena are working together. It's not reassuring for you to just walk into the prison and be locked up with you to fight. I'm not at ease with that," Lin Feng said lightly.

The person in charge of the prisoner fighting arena heard Lin Feng's words and said coldly, "What do

 you mean? Do you think my prisoner fighting arena would deliberately harm you?"

"I heard about this happening a few days ago. Since your prisoner fighting arena has done it once, it's normal to do it a second time."

Lin Feng's words left the other party speechless. Mu Fan stared at Lin Feng and asked, "What do you want?"

"I want to find a person of status to be a witness. The genius of the Snow Moon Sacred Institute and I will have a life-and-death prisoner fight. It should be more sensational. Otherwise, it would be too worthless even if I died," Lin Feng said frivolously. "Of course, this person cannot be from the Snow Moon Sacred Institute or the prisoner fighting arena."

"Hmph, where do you want me to find someone to be a witness for you? It's ridiculous. Are you going to fight or not?" Mu Fan was somewhat impatient.

But at this moment, a voice came from the crowd.

"I'll be a witness for you."

Instantly, everyone's gaze turned to the speaker, who was not in the front row but a young man sitting slightly back.

The young man had a gentle gaze and a hint of elegance about him. The smile on his face made people feel close to him, but the occasional aura he exuded made people feel inferior, as if in front of him, they were inferior. 

When the noble young man saw this person, his pupils contracted, and a hint of shock flashed in his eyes.

It's him, he actually appeared here, but no one knows!