Chapter 177: Farming: Saving the Substitute Bridegroom 20

【How foolish!】

0731 shook his head and sighed in the sea of consciousness.

"What nonsense! I just want to invite you, brother, to come play with us."

Dao Ban Lian pointed behind Jin Chen.

Following his gaze, it was just an ordinary small shop, only wide enough for one person to pass.

"What are we playing?" Jin Chen asked.

"You've got a tough build," Ji Rou Nan sneered, "Go with us and you'll find out—if you lose, you only pay money, no need to risk your life; if you win, you'll have food and clothing secured."

Jin Chen glanced at the old and new wounds on the two brothers' bodies and suddenly understood.

It turned out to be a fighting arena.

He lifted his eyes to the sky; it was still early, so he might as well go earn some extra money.

"Alright, let's go."

Jin Chen chuckled.

Dao Ban Lian assumed he was afraid of his two brothers; after all, aside from volunteers, everyone reacted like that. He laughed loudly and led Jin Chen inside.

Just now outside the clinic, he had heard that this person was carrying over two thousand taels of silver! Even as a fee for bringing someone in, it would be enough for the two brothers to live it up for a while!

After passing through the single-person shop, the three walked down a long corridor; Jin Chen could feel they were continually going underground, and he hadn't expected the town to have such a black-market establishment.

Only when they reached a fork in the road did the two stop, letting Jin Chen take a token.

The opposite wall was covered with countless wooden plaques; each row bore different characters, but without exception, the back of each had the word for "death."

"What kind of token is this?"

"All that talk—just take one."

Jin Chen tilted his head, still planning to play the pig to eat the tiger, didn't dwell on it here, and casually took a token.

"This way, go!"

Ji Rou Nan pointed to the left passage and shoved Jin Chen.

After walking a while longer and passing through a wooden door, the scene suddenly opened up.

It was a huge fighting arena, surrounded by iron-spiked fences, with all kinds of cold weapons around, and many nobles in fine clothes sat in the stands.

"The newly brought one has plenty of money on him."

Dao Ban Lian found a man in yellow clothes, shoved Jin Chen toward him, and said, "Hurry up and get him on stage."

Jin Chen noticed the yellow-clad man's assessing gaze, lowered his eyes, and pretended to be afraid.

"You've deceived me! This isn't a proper fighting arena at all—let me go!"

The yellow-clad man's wariness faded as he laughed, "What do you think this place is? You can come if you want, leave if you want?"

"If you want to leave now, that's fine—but you'll have to leave feet first."

Jin Chen roared, "What exactly do you want!"

"Don't rush, this is a great opportunity to make big money."

The yellow-clad man lifted a list, "You currently have two thousand taels of silver on you; if you beat these few people, we'll give you five times the money."

"But if you can't win, all the money on you must stay here, otherwise…"

The yellow-clad man smiled and gestured for him to look behind.

A "person" covered in blood, with all limbs severed, was dragged out by two men.

Jin Chen raised an eyebrow, a hint of a smile flickering in his eyes.

Five times—ten thousand taels of silver.

That's somewhat interesting.

【Here comes the money.】Spicy Comment

【Host, ask again if we can increase it—beat two more for tenfold!】

【You've lost your mind over money?】Jin Chen laughed at it.

"I… I'll fight."

Jin Chen seemed startled, his shoulders shrank slightly, and he took the list with trembling hands.

On it were conspicuously the portraits of three people.

"Dao Ban Lian, take him up onto the stage."

The yellow-clad man gathered up all of Jin Chen's silver notes and gave a wicked laugh.

"Someone else has come!"

"Now there's something to watch! This person looks sturdier than the previous two!"

Seeing Jin Chen step onto the stage, the nobles and officials seated outside the arena all cheered, utterly indifferent to the fact that a life was at stake.

"Hurry! Let Shi San and them come up!"

The yellow-clad man snapped his fingers.

A lift-up door opened, and three men of extraordinary height and muscle walked out, their eyes extremely fierce, iron knuckles on their fists.

Jin Chen stood opposite them, his expression returning to calm.

"Begin!" the yellow-clad man shouted.

Shi Yi rushed forward first, letting out a few muffled roars, raised his fist and smashed it down at Jin Chen.

The people below the stage eagerly watched, waiting for Jin Chen to be brutally beaten and torn apart.

But the next second, their smiles froze on their faces.

Jin Chen dodged at an extremely tricky angle, then pushed off the railing to leap up, snatched a short dagger from the array of cold weapons, landed lightly, and his aura shifted abruptly.

The earlier fear and timidity vanished; he held the short dagger, stood tall and straight, his demeanor calm and composed, his eyes like cold stars spattered with blood, inexplicably revealing the bearing of one seasoned in battle, fearless in crisis.

I'm in a hurry, so please you three come up together.

He curled his lip and spoke coldly.

Fuck! Tear him apart!

Shi Er let out an angry roar, rushed forward, and the other two also attacked Jin Chen from different directions.

Jin Chen gripped the short dagger tightly, and his eyes suddenly changed.

In an instant, their movements slowed a hundredfold in his eyes, and all their flaws were revealed.

He stepped on Shi Er's knee, spun and struck with his elbow, the short dagger mercilessly stabbed into Shi San's neck, then he drew it downward.

He then sidestepped to dodge Shi Yi's fist, raised his knee and kicked sideways, hitting only the chest, with a clear sound of bones breaking.

Finally, the short dagger spun in his hand, plunged into Shi Er's crown, cut along the brow, and he lifted his leg to kick him away.

Jin Chen's clothes remained neat, he landed steady, his gaze cold, he threw the short dagger at Shi Yi, piercing his eye socket.

All three lost their breath.

One had a cut from the neck to the chest, blood pouring out, chunks of flesh falling away.

One's head was almost split in half, the gouged eyeball rolled on the ground several times.

One fell to the ground in an extremely strange posture, a short dagger lodged in his eye socket.

"……"

The scene fell into a deathly silence.

This was the first time they had seen such speed, such brutality in a fight.

The whole process didn't even exceed the time it takes to burn an incense stick.

Then thunderous applause broke out, and some couldn't help but vomit.

Jin Chen patted off the dust on his clothes, gave a smile, his gaze sharp as a sword, and looked at the stunned man in yellow and the three muscular men.

He jumped down from the platform, step by step approaching them.

"You… you!" the man in yellow almost lost his voice, meeting Jin Chen's gaze, his legs trembling uncontrollably.

"You should give me ten thousand taels."

Jin Chen went along with him and completed the sentence.

He also glanced at the two silent brothers, "I also have to thank these two, otherwise I wouldn't have found this place."

Dao Ba Lian: "……"

He wiped his face, his heart pounding extremely fast, this was his first time directly facing the fear of death.

"No… no need to thank me."

Where did this martial arts master come from!

No! This person is definitely not just a simple expert! To strike so ruthlessly, he must be a wanted criminal fleeing the court!

The man in yellow trembled as he signaled the servant to go find the boss.

"Here, here you go, I'll give you all ten thousand taels of silver."

He pointed to the inner chamber passage, "But we have to first ask the boss for permission before we can get the money."