Sou......

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The prisoner pounced on Su Zheng like a hungry wolf, or more precisely, on the steamed bun in his hand.

The other party came quickly and urgently, as fast as lightning, Su Zheng was just about to react, but the steamed bun in his hand had already fallen into the man's hand.

"So fast!"

Even if Su Zheng had already prepared, he was still a step too late, so he naturally refused to give up, and directly swept the hall leg and quickly attacked that person's lower plate.

Bang......

The latter grabbed the steamed bun and was ecstatic, and was suddenly swept by Su Zheng's leg, and his body was weightless to the ground, Su Zheng didn't give the prisoner the slightest respite, and when he saw the latter fall, the whole person flew up, raised his left elbow, and smashed it down.

The prisoner was not good at stubble, and after being swept down, he was immediately shocked, and saw Su Zheng flying down, rolling on the spot, and dodging.

Su Zheng smashed into the air with one blow, immediately turned over and got to the ground, and then raised his hand to punch.

Rumble......

The spiritual power exploded, and a violent wind rolled up on the ground, coupled with the strength of Su Zheng's own physical body, this punch could crack a mountain.

However, the prisoner had already rolled over at the same time, and smashed it with the same punch.

Bang......

An explosion exploded between the two, and Su Zheng, who was originally full of confidence, suddenly felt like he had been hit by an elephant, and with a bang, his body flew backwards uncontrollably.

Sneer......

Su Zheng rubbed his feet against the ground, leaving a regular drag mark on the ground, and finally hit the stone wall of the prison behind him, and then stopped.

"Ahem......"

Su Zheng's chest shook and was bored, and a fishy sweetness continued to surge, and then he was pressed down.

The battle starts fast and ends quickly.

The eyes of the two of them, who were still observing them with interest, took them back in an instant, and each nibbled on his own food.

The prisoner glanced at Su Zheng with a gloomy gaze, and then the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and he said disdainfully: "A guy who hasn't even stepped into the Divine Bridge Realm dares to grab things from Uncle I, it's really beyond my strength." I don't know which Thousand Realms this guy ascended from, what an idiot......"

After hearing the prisoner's words, Su Zheng suddenly woke up and understood the reason for his failure.

Although he observed for more than twenty days and saw clearly the powerful people in the prison, he still ignored that this was no longer the Shenxing Continent, and he subconsciously regarded the people in the prison as people in the same realm as himself at first.

As everyone knows, in this prison, most of them are monks from the Shenqiao Realm.

At the same time, he also understood another point, the monks in the Immortal Realm were not all above the Divine Bridge Realm, and there were some monks who had risen from the Thousand Realms and did not need to reach the Divine Bridge Realm.

The criteria for each Thousand Realms to ascend to the Immortal Realm are still different.

Knowing this, Su Zheng smiled bitterly, and then could only hold his stomach and retreat to the corner again, silently healing, and at the same time he also wrote down the prisoner's code name, 1035.

"Just make him your first target!"

Su Zheng clenched his fists and regained his fighting spirit.

He saw it all as a training for himself.

Moreover, the monk will not die without food for several months, but his physical strength will decline.

Su Zheng is physically strong and can hold on.

For the next period of time, Su Zheng began to cultivate silently, and he had to quickly break through the Shenqiao Realm in order to have a certain amount of self-protection power in this prison.

During this period of time, the old man has been silently paying attention to him, and has not provided any help, only the little girl has been neighbors with Su Zheng for a long time, and it seems that he is not so strange to him, and in the middle of the night, he secretly stuffed half a steamed bun for him.

Apparently the little girl secretly kept it behind her grandfather.

Su Zheng smiled at the girl, and then cultivated harder.

On this day, Su Zheng came to the prison in the arena for almost a month.

At the end of the month, the entire prison was suddenly agitated.

"This time, Lao Tzu must win the next game!"

"You can't lose to those demon guys anymore, otherwise you won't have anything to eat. ”

"After winning the next game, Lao Tzu has won three times in total, and there are still seven games left, and Lao Tzu is also a bronze fighter!"

Listening to the shouts from the mouths of the other people around him, Su Zheng gradually understood.

The arena usually has a competition once a week, but the battles are relatively small, and there will be people outside who want the demons and demons to fight, so the monks of the human race will not fight.

In this way, it becomes difficult for some Terran fighters who want to accumulate combat merits to advance quickly.

And at the end of each month, there will be a big competition in the arena, and the fighters of the demon race, the demon race, and the human race will fight, which is a good opportunity for the fighters to accumulate their achievements.

But at the end of every month, it is also a cruel day, because on this day, many people will become stepping stones for others, being seriously injured, and even some people have died accidentally.

And today, it's this cruel day.

In the past, there were several big competitions, all of which were won by the demon clan, and the demon clan also occasionally flourished, only the monks of the human race, almost, never won, and were crushed by the demon clan and the demon clan every time.

This is also the reason why Terran fighters are scarce.

Early in the morning, a batch of food was laid down above the prison to ensure that the fighters on the field were in good spirits.

If you win, you will have a big feast, and if you lose, you are likely to die, and even if you don't die, you will have no food for a long time.

The rules are brutal, but everyone is following them.

The twelve fierce guards above constantly inspected the prisons every day, so that the people below did not dare to be suspicious.

The food before the war was relatively good, hot steamed buns, some meat, and even wine, which only fighters who were ready to play could enjoy it.

If you don't play after eating, then you will be punished by the fierce guards.

Su Zheng watched more than a dozen people walk up in the prison of the human race, they grabbed the white steamed buns, poured wine, and ate uninhibitedly, and even when they ate this meal, they already regarded it as their last meal.

Su Zheng saw the bald head, the strongest guy in the human race, and he was still carrying a wild boar thigh in his hand, and he ate enviously.

This is the pre-war treatment of the bronze fighters.

Then, Su Zheng saw that the old man with the little girl in his arms also walked up and took back some meat, steamed buns, and clear water.

He left the meat for the little girl and nibbled on the steamed bun himself.

The little girl took the meat, but her face was full of worry, she knew that it would be dangerous for her grandfather to play, and she was also afraid that after her grandfather left, she would finally come back lying down.

The old man rubbed the little girl's head and said, "Don't worry, grandpa will be fine, grandpa will take Xiao Ren out of here, how can he die, eat quickly." ”

Although he said this, Su Zheng still saw the solemnity in the old man's eyes......

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