I am cultivating an immortal in the game arena

Chapter 32 Victory!
"Don't... no... don't take off my pants..."

In the cave, Zhang Jun was naked, leaving only a pair of underwear and a pair of shoes on his body.

From time to time, he glanced at the woman wearing his own clothes in front of him, with an expression that was too angry to express, as if he was aggrieved as a sister-in-law who had just been bullied by her brother-in-law.

"Don't be so aggrieved. If it weren't for me, you would be torn into pieces."

Seeing Zhang Jun's crying expression, the woman stepped forward, reached out and pinched Zhang Jun's chin, and after appreciating it from side to side, she seemed quite satisfied.

"Who are you? Shouldn't you be the Beast King?"

Zhang Jun asked with a frown.

What he threw into the egg was obviously the flesh clone of the Beast King, and what was wrapped in it was the Beast King's will. But in the end, a woman came out, and... she was the same woman in his dream.

"King of beasts?" After hearing Zhang Jun's words, the woman raised her brows, covered her mouth and chuckled: "Is a beast worthy of being called king? Well... the taste is okay, but the texture is a bit off."

To casually call the enlightened beast king a beast, a woman's tone is unusual.

But thinking about how someone could stab the big-headed monster to death with just one finger, Zhang Jun wisely shut up.

"When this body can't last too long, I have other things to do. When I'm done with it, I'll come back to you. Then, let's talk about the price!"

The woman pinched Zhang Jun's nose playfully and turned to leave.

Zhang Jun didn't know what she was going to do, but he couldn't help shouting: "Hey!"

The woman looked back.

"What's your name?"

The woman smiled sweetly, and thousands of pieces of blood rolled up under her feet. She jumped up, and she was in a world of bright red sea of ​​blood. She disappeared from Zhang Jun's sight lightly, leaving only a faint and heroic laughter. : "Didn't you give me a name? You step on Lingyun to slaughter Tianjiao, and the blood is like the light rain staining the begonia."

When the blood in front of his eyes dissipated, there was no trace of the woman's figure.

Zhang Jun was stunned for a few seconds, then curled his lips and muttered in a low voice: "Fuck, I mean, why don't you take me with you?"

Zhang Jun was really afraid that the land would collapse and buried him alive. Then he would have died more unjustly than Dou E.

Fortunately, this place seemed quite safe. Listening carefully, Zhang Jun could hear the strange screams outside, which were the screams of the strange demons, but within a moment, there was no movement.

"Aren't they all dead?"

Zhang Jun thought for a while, but gave up his plan to climb out, and lay down on the ground, completely flat.

Do whatever you want, I don't want to move anymore anyway...

What happened outside? Unfortunately, no one noticed at this moment. Everyone's eyes were looking for the figure of the righteous lone wolf.

At this point in this battle for survival, it is no longer a matter of luck, but more of a matter of strategy and resilience.

In the current situation, whether the winner can be determined depends entirely on whether this righteous disciple can persevere and even complete the counterattack.

"West, under the woods to the west!"

At this time, someone pointed to the west direction ahead and screamed, as if he had discovered some treasure.

Everyone immediately shifted their gaze. As their gaze focused, they could not see anything in the dark forest of dead trees.

"What? There's nothing here?"

Someone rubbed his eyes and saw nothing.

However, some sharp-eyed people discovered the problem at a glance: "Lower left corner, look carefully!"

After hearing the prompt, everyone started searching again, and sure enough, they found a figure in an inconspicuous corner on the left.

This man's whole body was wrapped in mud and moss, almost blending in with the surrounding environment. If this guy hadn't had a cut on his arm, he would have been blind and wouldn't have been able to find any trace of him.

"Whose disciple is this? Why are you hiding here?"

This person was covered in mud and had no appearance at all, and everyone could not tell for a moment which disciple this person was.

"He was injured. There should be another person nearby."

"one left?"

Everyone started looking for it, but they couldn't find it. "Interesting, the other party should also be an assassin who is good at hiding."

Everyone cheered up after hearing the words.

Time passed by, and this man was as motionless as a stone.

Gradually, some people began to become irritated: "What does it mean that he is so motionless?"

"Just don't move."

When everyone heard the words and looked around, they saw the speaker dressed in white, sitting cross-legged on the spot, but if he hadn't spoken, no one would have noticed this person.

"It turns out to be Senior Bai from Jingmen, and I asked him to give me some advice."

Someone saw the black jade around this man's waist and saw a white character written in cinnabar on the black jade. He immediately recognized the man's identity and immediately came forward to ask for advice.

The Jing Sect is a rare neutral sect. It is neither good nor evil, but it is recognized as a dangerous sect in the arena. It is best at assassination.

As long as they could afford the price, they would dare to kill even top masters who were half-step heavenly beings.

When someone asked for advice, the Jingmen master was not stingy and calmly analyzed the situation for everyone.

As the saying goes, a layman can see the excitement, and an expert can see the door. Some things are as separated as a mountain, and outsiders cannot understand them at all.

“Both of them are good at assassination, but the current situation is one in the dark and the other in the dark.

There is still a chance if he doesn't move. If he takes a step rashly, he will be dead.

In the same way, once the person hiding in the dark takes action, although he has the upper hand, his disadvantage will also be exposed at the same time. The outcome is between [-] and [-]. Whoever makes a mistake first will die first. "

"Can't last long!"

The Snake Master in the evil auditorium on the other side suddenly spoke and pointed to the wound on the man's right arm: "The poison of rotten bones, the less blood flows, the deeper the poison. Judging from his wound, a cup of tea , if you don’t take action, go see the King of Hell yourself.”

After hearing Lord Snake's words, everyone looked sideways. Even they couldn't tell the identities of the two people, but this kind of desperate fight was the easiest for people to get involved in.

Suddenly, the man's right arm began to tremble slightly, and his shoulders sank unconsciously.

It's such an inconspicuous action.

"Right now!" Jingmen Bai Shang's eyes sparkled with cold light.

At the same time, Lord Snake on the other side frowned and said two other words in a very small voice: "It's a scam!"

"Shh!"

The sound of the sword blade piercing the air seemed to be coming from all directions at the same time. A short black blade quickly pierced out of the darkness among the electric lights and flints. There was no extra skill, only one word, quick!

The man seemed to be ready to deal with this blow, but the stiff movement of his right hand slowed down the rhythm of the whole body's counterattack. Before he could raise the dagger in his hand, the opponent's short blade had already stabbed straight into his chest.

However, with this stab, there was no scene of blood spurting out as expected. Instead, there was only a sound of metal clashing, which was a protective mirror.

The man's eyes widened at this moment, his right hand suddenly opened, and he grabbed the opponent's arm with his backhand. At the same time, the dagger slipped from his hand, and was caught by his free left hand. The dagger was raised from bottom to top.

"puff!!"

Blood splattered on his face covered with mud.

Hours of waiting and dealing, but the battle only took one second from the start.

Looking at the body lying on the ground, the man wiped away the blood and mud on his face, revealing a thin face. It was Mo Yu who had disappeared from the beginning.

The host stood up, walked to the number board next to him, wiped out the remaining number of people on the righteous path, and then raised his head and looked at the magic auditorium;

"In the battle between disciples, the demonic sects...will win!"

　Alas, the editor came to tell me that I failed to recommend it this week. More than 200 people followed it and almost missed it, which is quite helpless.

　　Next week's streaking, not only can't add more updates, but also the word count must be reduced, otherwise it won't be possible.

　　I’ll continue to add more updates next week when recommendations are posted again.

　　


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