Crack!
Ahh...
Clear sounds lingered in the air. The former was the sound of bones trembling, as if they were about to crack, while the latter was a low, painful howl.
Surprisingly, both of these sounds came from the Red Flame Demon Lion.
At this moment, the Red Flame Demon Lion was struck by Lin Feng's immense power on the spikes on its back. There was a vague trace of blood on its back, and its huge body was now prostrate on the ground, finally spitting out white breaths, seeming weak and feeble. However, these white breaths still carried a hint of scorching flames.
Seeing this scene, the crowd's gaze slightly condensed. Although Lin Feng was very strong, a fifth-level spirit beast, especially a powerful one like the Red Flame Demon Lion, should not be so vulnerable, right?
Even Lin Feng himself was stunned for a moment, but then he suddenly realized and a smile of realization appeared on his face. So that's how it is, how despicable.
"Thank you for the gift of the beast," Lin Feng raised his head, his gaze looking towards the noble disciples of the Snow Moon Sacred Institute on the distant stand, a hint of mockery in the corner of his mouth.
A powerful fifth-level spirit beast turned out to be so vulnerable. There was only one explanation: the prisoner arena had tampered with the Red Flame Demon Lion, preparing to give it to Mu Fan. By then, Mu Fan would have a powerful and fierce demonic beast, which would be quite impressive for the Snow Moon Sacred Institute!
However, Lin Feng emerged and disrupted all these plans. Mu Fan died as a result, and Lin Feng gained a Red Flame Demon Lion.
Lin Feng finally understood why the person leading the Red Flame Demon Lion had shown a hint of jealousy. It turned out that the other party knew that this fifth-level spirit beast already belonged to him, Lin Feng.
This thank you made the noble youth's expression particularly unsightly. Lin Feng, undoubtedly reminded everyone that he had tampered with the Red Flame Demon Lion, engaging in clandestine activities.
Indeed, as Lin Feng's words fell, many people looked towards the direction of the Snow Moon Sacred Institute's disciples on the stands, their eyes showing a trace of disdain.
What a Snow Moon Sacred Institute, really shameless, actually using such clandestine means to create an image. Without real strength, they still want to be seen as sacred and powerful, ridiculous.
The noble youth stared at Lin Feng, a cold smile in his eyes, saying, "Thank me for what? Although you have subdued the Red Flame Demon Lion, it won't be easy to make it follow you in the future. Don't let the Red Flame Demon Lion turn on you then."
Upon hearing this, a very interesting smile appeared at the corner of Lin Feng's mouth. He said slowly, "Don't worry, the situation you mentioned is simply impossible. Even if my strength is truly inferior to this Red Flame Demon Lion."
With that, Lin Feng looked at the person in charge of the prisoner fight, saying lightly, "Can I take it away now?"
"Go ahead," the person replied reluctantly, his tone cold. Lin Feng did not care about anything and, holding the chain, pulled the Red Flame Demon Lion out of the huge prison.
Breathing the air outside the prison, Lin Feng glanced at the countless crowds surrounding the prisoner fight arena. Under the mask, his eyes revealed a faint smile, and he said indifferently, "A fifth-level spirit beast, the Red Flame Demon Lion, which can grow into a mysterious beast, should be quite valuable!"
The crowd's gaze froze upon hearing Lin Feng's words. Valuable? This guy actually said that a potential spirit beast is valuable.
What does Lin Feng mean?
Without making the crowd wait, Lin Feng's mouth moved slightly, continuing, "If you like this Red Flame Demon Lion, there is also a chance to get it. Come to the auction house."
As soon as Lin Feng's words fell, the eyes of the crowd froze again, and their hearts trembled fiercely.
Auction house?
This guy actually wants to auction off the potentially powerful Red Flame Demon Lion?
At this moment, everyone finally understood the meaning of Lin Feng's words just now. Even if he is not as strong as the Red Flame Demon Lion, he has no intention of taking it with him.
"What is this guy thinking? That's the Red Flame Demon Lion!"
Many people thought Lin Feng must be crazy. Auctioning off an immature Red Flame Demon Lion is too foolish in their eyes.
Of course, this is just their opinion. Lin Feng would not carry a Red Flame Demon Lion with him.
As the saying goes, the innocent are not guilty, but those with precious objects are guilty.
Without enough strength, even if you have good treasures, you will only attract attention, provoke trouble, and have no benefit.
What Lin Feng needs to do now is to enhance his own strength, not rely on the Red Flame Demon Lion. Doing so would only lead to being manipulated by others, putting himself in danger. Lin Feng's gaze is not so shallow.
Even a Red Flame Demon Lion cannot confuse Lin Feng's mind. It is difficult to make him tempted.
As he said, Lin Feng took the Red Flame Demon Lion and walked up the stairs towards the top of the prisoner fight arena, then headed towards the trading area.
Surprisingly, many people from the prisoner fight arena followed Lin Feng, creating a magnificent momentum.
Among them, some just wanted to see the excitement, while others wanted to bid for the Red Flame Demon Lion.
After all, among these crowds, there are many who have a lot of elemental stones. For them, elemental stones are abundant, but the Red Flame Demon Lion is rare and precious.
If they can tame a Red Flame Demon Lion and wait for it to grow into a mysterious beast, it would be such a powerful help. Carrying it around would be so majestic.
The flow of people in the city was already large, with countless crowds. Lin Feng's group, mighty and magnificent, caused a sensation wherever they went, like a powerful flood, unstoppable. The crowd grew larger and more spectacular.
Many crowds were discussing, and news of the auction of the Red Flame Demon Lion spread completely, attracting more people to gather here.
Lin Feng was very satisfied with this effect. He was afraid that there wouldn't be enough people.
The more people at the auction, the more intense the competition would be, and the more terrifying the auction price might be, which would only benefit him.
After some time, a grand open-air auction house appeared in Lin Feng's sight. Inside the auction house were pavilions, with as many as thousands of them.
Although the scale of this auction house was not as large as that of the prisoner fight arena, its layout and scenery were much more beautiful. Sitting in the pavilion, you could enjoy tea and watch the treasures being auctioned in the auction house, and decide whether to bid.
Seeing the scene in the auction house, a smile appeared at the corner of Lin Feng's mouth, and he walked towards it.
However, just as Lin Feng was about to reach the auction house, several figures appeared in front of Lin Feng, blocking his way.
"The Red Flame Demon Lion is not something you can have," a cold man stared at Lin Feng, saying coldly.
Lin Feng's gaze was very calm, and he said lightly, "If I were you, I
would go as far away as possible."
The people on the opposite side heard Lin Feng's words, their gaze condensed, and each of them released a cold aura, surprisingly none of them weak in strength.
"One hundred medium-grade elemental stones, give us the Red Flame Demon Lion," the man said again.
"Fools," Lin Feng said coldly, "I will count to three. If you don't get out, I will tell the people behind me that whoever kills you can get my Red Flame Demon Lion for two hundred medium-grade elemental stones. What do you think will happen?"
Upon hearing Lin Feng's words, the faces of those people changed drastically, and behind Lin Feng, many people stepped forward, eager to try.
"One!" Lin Feng counted coldly, and many more steps were taken forward.
"Two!" Seeing that the other party still did not respond, a cold and eerie smile appeared at the corner of Lin Feng's mouth, and he continued to count.
A murderous intent burst forth, enveloping the few people in front of Lin Feng, and their hearts trembled, their faces ugly.
"You remember this," the man threatened coldly, then he and his group flashed and retreated to the side.
"Truly a group of fools," Lin Feng's gaze was cold, and he said coldly, "Next time you do something, please learn to use your brain first."
"Kill them. Whoever gets my Red Flame Demon Lion at the auction will get a discount of one hundred medium-grade elemental stones!" Lin Feng's tone was cold, but his calm words made those few people's faces change drastically.