There is such an orc in the Colosseum, since he joined, he has suffered hundreds of wounds on his body, large and small, and all of them are caused by sharp weapons, shallow cuts through the flesh and skin, exposing muscles and bones, heavy disembowelment and abdomen, intestines flowing out of the body. www.biquge.info But what is unbelievable is that after these tragic battles, he is still alive, still undefeated, his body is even stronger day by day, and the smile on his face is becoming more and more confident, people have forgotten his real name, just because a weapon as cold as ice is called "Chill". Every time he goes out with a knife, he will be shocked, and the cold is pressing, which is the origin of "shock".

Five years have passed, and Sun Changkong's face is no longer as green as when he came. He became calm, sophisticated, accidental, and knew how to live in harmony with those in the circle. Although they are friends off the stage, as long as they stand on the field, they are enemies against each other. Just last month, Sun Changkong "sent away" his best friend here. This friend of his is already an old fritter in the Colosseum, and most of his life's hard work has been spent here. On the way to a leisure party, he actually talked to Sun Changkong about the idea of retiring. At first, Sun Changkong didn't care, but in the "no death" game not long after, he was shocked to find that the other party was standing opposite him.

The whole scene took three hours, and in the end, Sun Changkong used the "Send Jun Po" style in the Qilin Sword Technique to open a fist-sized hole in the opponent's chest. Blood spilled out like a waterfall, but it still couldn't compare to the smile of the friend before he died.

It was a shocking relief.

How can a person think that death is the most wonderful thing in the world, and what kind of epiphany can a poor person have after a lifetime of death?

Since then, Sun Changkong has finally thought about his life.

He'd been here for too long, and if it weren't for his natural resistance to female orcs, maybe he would have married and had children. Time is the most ruthless weapon, he can not only make Zhu Yan speech, but also degenerate a young man with great ambition into a tired bird.

However, Lao Ji can still aim for thousands of miles, but now Sun Changkong has given up the idea of going out of bounds.

It's hard to enter Infernal Affairs, and it's even harder to break the seal. Even if the seal is lifted by luck, what will happen after that? Sun Changkong didn't know anything, because the silk scarf that Na Baichuan left for him back then only wrote so much, and he didn't explain the way to get out of the Void Shura Dao. Could it be that the other party was just trying to tease himself in the first place? So why did he go to such great lengths to harm himself?

Sun Changkong knew what Bai Chuan really thought, and now what he had to do was to stay alive and do everything he could to survive the battles again and again.

Recently, Sun Changkong felt that his body's self-healing ability was getting worse and worse, even if he made a small cut with a knife, it would take nearly half an hour to repair it when he put it in the water, not to mention those injuries that hurt his internal organs. If it continues like this, it won't be long before his unbeaten streak is broken.

The breaking of the record is a sign of one's own demise.

For the day when death comes, Sun Changkong is both afraid and looking forward to it.

It is human instinct to fear death, and expecting death is the only way for him, a homesick person who exists in another dimension, to return home.

He misses everyone in the human world.

Whether it's a relative, a friend, or even an enemy.

He misses everything in the human world.

All that he had loved, hated, and neglected was out of reach at this time.

I don't know if I will be able to see myself walk out of here in my lifetime.

On this day, Gao Yuanshan gave him hope.

He actually told Sun Changkong that three days later, the Infernal Dao Sect Master would come to the Colosseum in person to take a look at the demeanor of this undefeated god of war who had won five years in a row. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for Sun.

But why did the other party commit to coming here this time?

After three days, the Colosseum will hold the "Strongest Fighter" tournament, which takes place every 20 years. In the realm, beastfighters from all parts of the Asura Path will gather in the Colosseum to compete for the one and only glory. The final victor can not only receive an unprecedented huge reward, but also have the opportunity to become the personal guard of the sect master and become a person under this land. The supreme existence above 10,000 people, even the brothers Gao Yuanshan and Gao Junshan have to be afraid of three points. It's just that there are too few people who can enter the eyes of the sect master, for so many years, only three orcs have been fortunate enough to be among them, and none of them have been promoted in the past sixty years, which can be regarded as a big shame for the Colosseum. This time, Gao Yuanshan didn't have a score in his heart, and he only hoped that Sun Changkong and the others could fight for themselves.

This time, the scale of the strongest fighter competition is extraordinary, including "no desire and no desire", Xiao Dezi, Lei Jingzhen and others will participate. And some masters who have not appeared for many years are lurking in the dark, waiting for opportunities to move, which is unguardable. In Sun Changkong's view, this is tantamount to suicide.

However, for the sake of that one in 10,000 possibility, he was willing to take the risk. If he missed this opportunity, Sun Changkong didn't know when the next time he would approach the sect master. Instead of pinning your hopes on an unknown future, seize the moment and give it a go.

The strongest fighter needs to be actively selected by the top management of the Colosseum, and Sun Changkong received the invitation in the afternoon of the same day.

The inviter is Takatoyama.

Sun Changkong hadn't seen him for a while, and this time, Gao Yuanshan was obviously much older, and he didn't know if it was time or because he was busy with business. However, his kindness was still there, so that Sun Changkong did not feel restrained at all. In fact, over the past few years, the two have become good friends who talk about everything.

After every victory, Gao Yuanshan always has to set a table for him, sometimes sumptuous, sometimes simple, mainly to express a little of his heart. Of course, Sun Changkong knows each other, after all, he is the master of a game, and it is already quite good to be able to condescend to eat and drink with a small person like himself, and occasionally live with a small person like himself, what else can he hope for?

In return, Sun Changkong always whitewashed some anecdotes of strange people he encountered in the human world to Gao Yuanshan. Sometimes it can really make the other person listen to it and change color, as if they are about to experience it. But Sun Changkong is very good at mastering the scale, whenever the story is about to come out, he will change the topic, prevaricate with something else, and deliberately sweep the interest of the distant mountains, which makes him unsatisfied.

In this way, Sun Changkong hung his appetite for the mountains and hung for five years.

It wasn't until the afternoon of the day before the game, when Sun Changkong invited him to dinner for the first time, that Gao Yuanshan couldn't help but complain:

"Where the hell did you kid get around, why haven't I heard so many strange things. Could it be that you're really from outside the world?"

Sun Changkong's chopsticks almost fell to the ground, and his uneasy arm almost knocked over the wine glass on the table, and it took him a while before he smiled awkwardly: "How could I send myself to this barren world if I am outside." It is said that everything in the human world is good, even the girls are fragrant, hey, I really want to be cool when I have the opportunity. ”

Gao Yuanshan looked at Sun Changkong, he didn't speak for a long time, and the glimmer of light on his face finally returned to calm one by one. How he wished to hear an affirmative answer from the other person's mouth. Although the way is different, he and Gao Junshan have the same idea, and he also wants to get out of this huge cage. However, what even the suzerain can't do, can a fledgling young man do?

The game came as scheduled, and the time was chosen in a rare daytime.

Traditionally, the Colosseum matches have been played at night. This is because in the evening, everyone is free from the day's work, and of course they can come to the Colosseum for a while.

But today is different, the popularity of the strongest fighter competition is still the highest among many competitions, and there is no one, even during the day when it is supposed to work, the stands are guaranteed to be full. It's going to be night, not to mention the seats, I'm afraid I won't even be able to find a place to stay.

Sun Changkong was lucky, as a contestant, he didn't need to crowd the stands with others, he just needed to close his eyes and refresh himself in the quiet environment of the backstage lounge.

There were two things on the table, a knife, a murder knife, a bloodthirsty demon knife that killed three hundred and fifty-six orcs, and a murderous weapon that made countless people fearful. However, there is another item that is even more important than that.

A wrist-thick bamboo tube.

People who have watched Sun Changkong's game are all curious, what kind of elixir is contained in the bamboo tube, Yulu elixir, no matter how serious the injury is, as long as it is scrubbed by the "divine water" in it, it will recover in a few seconds. For this reason, some people even risked their lives to grab the bamboo tube, but in exchange for losing their lives.

Since then, no one has dared to touch the bamboo tube.

However, those who know the cause know that it is just ordinary water, and as for the healing effect of the divine water in the tube, it is just the wishful thinking of the masses who do not know the truth.

Sun Changkong also tried to explain the secret of the bamboo tube, but some people would believe his words. What fool would reveal the secret of his fortune and life to strangers he didn't know?

This is the way of the world, the more you intrigue and deceive, the more others will look up to you. However, if you are honest with each other and drag it out, the listener will not only not listen to you, but will even think that you are deliberately bullying, politely concealing, stabbing on all sides, hypocritical, and so on.

Fortunately, Sun Changkong no longer wastes his tongue, and he can think whatever his mother wants! Anyway, it has nothing to do with him. He just cares, lives, and how he lives.

The atmosphere in the Colosseum was unprecedentedly warm, just like Sun Changkong's mood at this time, like sitting on a needle anvil, anxious. At some point, a palm had quietly come to his side, and then said:

"Long time no see. ”

Sun Changkong turned his head and looked at it intently, almost not screaming:

"Is that you, Zhi'er?"

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