# Chapter 140: Lin Feng, Prison Fight
On the Tian Yi Academy campus, the Aristocratic Faction and the General Star Faction had always been irreconcilable, looking down on each other with constant friction.
In the City Within the City, not only did people from the General Star Faction like to come here, but members of the Aristocratic Faction also frequently visited. However, the Aristocratic Faction preferred the trading area, exchanging for items of value to them.
Of course, there were also many who enjoyed coming to this prison fight arena.
In the eyes of the General Star Faction crowd, stepping into the prison fight arena allowed them to temper themselves and improve. Members of the Aristocratic Faction rarely entered the prison fight arena to fight, because they were cowardly and timid, lacking courage and passion.
However, in the eyes of many Aristocratic Faction members, those from the General Star Faction who entered the prison fight arena were idiots displaying brute courage, betting their lives for Origin Stones—only these lowborns would do such things.
When Aristocratic Faction members came to the prison fight arena, what they most wanted to see was General Star Faction members being devoured by demon beasts or slaughtered by slave martial artists during fights. Every time they witnessed such scenes, they became especially excited.
"You're Lin Feng, right? Because you want to challenge Black Demon, you're trying to improve your strength through prison fights?"
Beside Bai Ze, a yellow-robed youth looked at Lin Feng and sneered, "Don't get devoured by a demon beast before you even challenge Black Demon. There are plenty of people in the academy waiting to see you make a fool of yourself!"
Lin Feng glanced at Bai Ze. This person actually knew him, obviously because of Bai Ze. However, Lin Feng held people who associated with Bai Ze in rather low regard.
So Lin Feng only calmly glanced at the yellow-robed youth before shifting his gaze back toward the prison fight arena. Silence and disregard were the best ways to counter the other party.
Aristocratic people were always arrogant and looked down on others. In their eyes, others must listen to what they said—at the very least, they couldn't dare to ignore them.
But Lin Feng deliberately used disregard as his counterattack, causing the yellow-robed youth's eyes to freeze and his smile to stiffen on his face. His gaze gradually turned gloomy.
"Are you deaf? Can't you hear me talking to you?" the yellow-robed youth said coldly, his voice reaching Lin Feng and the others' ears, but the response was still silence.
"I'm talking to you!" The more Lin Feng remained silent, the more the yellow-robed youth felt his dignity was being challenged. Especially with many people around looking in their direction, this made him even more furious. A cold aura emanated from his body.
"So noisy." Wen Aoxue scratched his ear irritably, turned around, and shouted at the yellow-robed youth, "Haven't you realized you're like a dog barking wildly?"
The yellow-robed youth's face stiffened, then his chest heaved. Someone actually dared to call him a dog. It had always been him treating others like dogs.
"And a brainless dog at that."
Wen Aoxue added another remark, a thick sneer at the corner of his mouth.
"He dares to challenge even Black Demon. Do you think you're stronger than Black Demon? For him to have to answer your words—what do you think you are?"
The yellow-robed youth's eyes were terrifyingly dark as he stared fixedly at Wen Aoxue. "Dog? Do you know who you're insulting right now?"
Wen Aoxue was completely speechless. He turned back without looking at the other person, lying down on the stone chair, and spoke indifferently.
"Don't think that just because you put the character 'Yu' in front of your name, you're something special. Besides, even if some people have 'Yu' in their names, they're still just dogs. Yet they think they can swagger around outside, completely unaware how ridiculous their behavior is."
Wen Aoxue's calm words made the yellow-robed youth's eyes tremble. The other party actually knew his surname was Yu? And even knowing that, Wen Aoxue still dared to insult him like this. It could only mean that Wen Aoxue didn't regard him at all.
Hearing the surname Yu, Liu Fei also turned back and glanced at the yellow-robed youth.
Then Liu Fei's gaze fell on Wen Aoxue.
Although there were countless powerful forces in the Imperial City, those bearing the surname Yu were still figures looked up to. Wen Aoxue, knowing the other party's surname was Yu, still didn't care at all. This person was definitely not simple!
"Yu!" Lin Feng murmured to himself. He had heard this surname before, more than once.
In the Snow Moon Kingdom, the most powerful force was naturally the Imperial City. Below the Imperial City were the Yue Family, Yu Family, Ten Thousand Beasts Sect, Hao Yue Sect, Cloud Sea Sect, Ice and Snow Mountain Villa, and Setting Sun Sect.
These eight forces—now with Cloud Sea Sect wiped out, only seven remained. Among them, the Imperial City alone had four forces.
The Yu Family was prominently among them!
Could this yellow-robed youth be a member of the Yu Family?
Just then, a huge roar interrupted Lin Feng's thoughts. Turning his gaze, Lin Feng looked toward the prison cage.
In that demon beast prison cage, the previous battle had ended. The demon beast had been killed. Now, an old man was leading a demon beast into the cage.
That roar just now had come from this demon beast.
"Spirit Beast, Scorpion Tiger!"
A flash of excitement appeared in the crowd's eyes. The Scorpion Tiger was a very powerful demon beast, possessing a tough defensive shell along with the agility and strength of tigers and leopards. It was extremely formidable.
"I wonder who dares to fight this time. It'll definitely be exciting."
People thought to themselves. Many also knew that this Scorpion Tiger had often been brought out for prison fights before, and quite a few humans had already been devoured alive by it.
"The prison fight arena master keeps bringing out demon beasts and slave martial artists to fight. When the demon beasts and slave martial artists are killed, they still have to pay Origin Stones as compensation. Isn't that a big loss?"
Lin Feng felt a slight doubt and asked. This prison fight arena master could actually acquire so many Spirit Beasts and slave martial artists, having them fight here daily. His background was unfathomable.
"These demon beasts and slave martial artists weren't necessarily very strong when first acquired. Even if they're killed, the prison fight arena master doesn't care much. Through battle after battle, the demon beasts become increasingly bloodthirsty, and the slave martial artists grow stronger. That's when they gain value. The arena master will select some for his own use and take others to auction. That's their real purpose. Just as we use the arena's demon beasts and slave martial artists to train and improve ourselves, the arena master is also using us—using our blood to make their demon beasts and slaves continuously stronger."
Lin Feng's eyes froze. He really hadn't thought that far. Indeed, a slave martial artist who survived countless life-and-death battles would have immeasurable value. If cultivated, they could become terrifying experts, used by the prison fight arena master.
"As for the Origin Stones they compensate—when we enter this City Within the City, we have to pay Origin Stones. Although it's not much, with so many people here, calculate how much that is? Also, to sit in the front rows, each person has to pay one Mid-Grade Origin Stone. Calculate that too—how much is that?"
Wen Aoxue patiently explained to Lin Feng. Lin Feng smiled and shook his head. He had been thinking too superficially, only seeing that demon beasts and slave martial artists being killed required compensation in Origin Stones, but overlooking how many people the prison fight arena attracted here.
At this moment, the old man stood in the prison cage and announced loudly, "Scorpion Tiger, fourth-level Spirit Beast. Battle record: twenty-eight wins!"
The crowd gasped upon hearing the old man's words. Twenty-eight wins—that was terrifying. It meant twenty-eight human martial artists had already died in the Scorpion Tiger's jaws.
"Those at the Spirit Martial Realm, Fourth Layer who fight: winner receives twenty Mid-Grade Origin Stones. Those below the Spirit Martial Realm, Fourth Layer who fight: winner receives one hundred Mid-Grade Origin Stones."
The old man continued, then walked to the prison cage entrance, waiting for someone to fight.
"Twenty Mid-Grade Origin Stones—that's a lot."
Lin Feng thought to himself. Twenty Mid-Grade Origin Stones meant two thousand Low-Grade Origin Stones. That would allow him to cultivate on the fourth floor of the academy's cultivation tower for two years.
Two years—what a terrifying concept.
"Using life as a gamble, the reward is also terrifying."
Lin Feng said to himself. He found that Cloud Sea Sect was truly poor. As for the owner of this City Within the City, the amount of Origin Stones he possessed was unimaginably vast.
Twenty Mid-Grade Origin Stones could buy a batch of slave martial artists or exchange for some good techniques and martial skills.
Thinking of this, Lin Feng stood up without hesitation and said calmly, "I'll take this fight!"