This day is the day when Warden Wu condolences to his fighters.

Zhu Hai, as usual, was taken to the arena. Zhu Hai looked at the man in the official robe in the distance-Wu Shi Wu Prison Chief. After thinking about it in my mind for a few days, I decided that a straightforward explanation was the best. In this way, the glimmer of life in order to fight, if you are submissive, I am afraid that if you miss this time, there will be no next time, I don't know why, Zhu Hai always has such a sense of urgency in his heart.

Zhu Hai walked towards Wu Shi firmly.

"Yo, isn't this our Changsheng King "White Fist" Zhu Hai. Wu Shi was still very happy to see Zhu Hai, this is a good fighter, the words of Governor Duan a year ago were not wrong, this year, everyone's attention to him has gradually decreased, the reason is very simple, he has not found what he wants, and anyone will slowly lose patience.

Zhu Hai's absorption of life force through the Heavenly Character Ling Yin Order was discovered at the beginning, and everyone was very excited, especially the Duan Governor, but after some investigation, he did not find the token, coupled with the thick and long internal force of Changchun, Zhu Hai still insisted that this was the effect of the internal force of his own cultivation after being tortured, but there were also many restrictions. In the end, after everyone summed it up, they felt that this kind of exercise was not of much value, and it was a little stronger than those mainland goods. During the test, Zhu Hai firmly locked most of the test power on the nine fragments of light clusters in his body, causing Changchun's spiritual power rating to drop again and again during the test. Only then did he escape.

At this time, Zhu Hai is a slightly special person that the adults send to stare at every day, and he is no different from ordinary people.

After thinking about it carefully, Wu Shi felt that he could throw Zhu Hai into his own army, so that his safety could be improved, and he would have a person who could use it.

Just after Zhu Hai and Wu Shi had spoken about their request, the white-haired old man, who had fought ten games a year, actually said, "Warden Wu, I also want to be your bodyguard." You know, I used to be a cultivator in the Eight Palace Realm, and I came here after being poisoned, although my injuries are getting worse and my realm is falling, I can still live for a few years when I am good, and my body is okay, I can also be regarded as a cultivator of the Pseudo-Jiuyao Realm, you have left me a chance to catch people in the past few years. ”

Zhu Hai looked at the white-haired old man coldly, this is to shorten his life.

Seeing Wu Shi in a tangled situation, it was obvious that the white-haired old man's words moved Wu Shi. You must find a way to solve this problem yourself.

"Lord Wu, there is no basis for what I say, I think it is better for me to have a fight with this person, and the person who is alive at that time is naturally qualified to be your bodyguard. Zhu Hai gritted his teeth and proposed such a way that he would never take advantage of, and the white-haired old man had no way to refuse this challenge.

Wu Shi looked at Zhu Hai, and was a little surprised in his heart, this Zhu Hai was confident to defeat this old ghost. You must know that you are only worthy of the Nine Yao Realm, and if you want to break through the Eight Palace Realm, you will have to work hard for at least many years. This Zhu Hai dared to make such a challenge! Wu Shi was aroused by curiosity.

"Zhu Hai, can you be sure? You know, this challenge of yours is extremely dangerous. This old ghost has been under me for almost ten years, and he is still alive, and what he says is true. ”

"Lord Wu, don't worry, I will definitely play in this competition. Zhu Hai felt bitter in his heart, he didn't expect to bite the gold halfway, and he didn't have the slightest confidence in his heart when he faced this old man, so he could only bite the bullet.

"Okay, I'll arrange your game in the next two days, and the two of you will fight against each other, which is full of highlights and detonates the whole audience! Wu Shi hammered down this matter and happily arranged it. For Wu Shi, it is not difficult to pick a guard, but it is really not possible, and it is not impossible to buy one casually. But when such a competitive competition comes out, it's different, there are too many gimmicks.

Rason's Prison Arena Surviving Fighter VS Fame Supernova,

In a life-and-death battle, the winner escapes,

The battle of glory, the victor protector。。。。。。

There are too many such gimmicks, for the gambling market, the important thing is the gimmick, it is the story, so that it can be sold, once it is sold, Warden Wu can not only get a commission, but also a share of the game, and finally there is the winner's reward and the gambling money for winning the game. Two players with high odds go head-to-head, and this is often the best time to fish in troubled waters on the market.

In this way, the pinnacle matchup was hyped and the match was postponed day by day until a sunny weekend arrived.

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"Welcome to our "evergreen" - the white old man. He's an old friend of ours, and he's been playing less and less over the years, but, there's no doubt that he's the longest-standing fighter in our Rawson Prison Arena, so let's give him a warm welcome. ”

"The next one, those of us who have followed the game this year should know very well, our fastest rising rookie king, "White Fist" - Zhu Hai. Before the words were finished, a noisy cheer rang out like the waves of the sea. That's right, this is the popularity that Zhu Hai has played with his fists this year. This year is like a rising star, shining in all directions.

At this time, Zhu Hai is no longer the Zhu Hai of a year ago, although he has the same sunny smile and the same rich and handsome temperament, but occasionally the ferocity and wildness that emanates from his eyes make people feel scared.

Zhu Hai relaxed himself casually, looking at this familiar arena, after a year, he must go out!

The white-haired old man walked slowly on the field, when he stepped on this arena, Zhu Hai stared at him tightly, Zhu Hai would not leave a little flaw in the other party, this is the vigilance that only retains after the experience of blood and fire. Zhu Hai silently stared at the old man who had fallen from the Eight Palaces Realm. The pseudo-Jiuyao means that he still has nine spiritual power groups in his body, but these nine spiritual power groups do not have the real Jiuyao Realm in addition to a richer supply of spiritual power, and use the arrangement and explosion of nine spiritual powers, using unpredictable powers.

In this prison, the aura is isolated, and this Jiuyao realm has no advantage here, if you have to say it, it may be that the physical strength is higher. However, it is rumored that the old man's body is getting weaker and weaker, and he was attacked after being poisoned that year, and his future was ruined.

Zhu Hai slowly threw away these thoughts in his mind, only the old man was left in his eyes, Zhu Hai understood that no matter how complete the intelligence collection was in the early stage, there would always be various variables in the real battle, and what he had to do was to seize every opportunity to defeat the old man and get out of this prison.

Zhu Hai lowered the center and rushed over in a beastly posture, like an old man, like a wolf, this posture is also known as the wolf driving style. Zhu Hai no longer cares about what moves, and what can kill with a simple and effective blow is a good martial art. The old man raised his hand unhurriedly, and actually took Zhu Hai's move, and the field was silent, and the fists of the two were tightly pressed together.

Slowly, all the audience saw the two of them shaking their fists first, then their bodies, and then the ground. At this time, Zhu Hai didn't care about anything, and he fought for fate to turn spiritual power, as if he wanted to destroy all this. Zhu Hai felt that he was on a lonely boat, shaking incessantly.

The old man was taken aback, he didn't expect this little doll to have so much power. At this time, it is already very difficult to recruit people, and the old man is not in a hurry, just continue to fight. The old man relied on his rich experience and knew a lot, and for a while, Zhu Hai's invincible attack was actually stopped.

Every time he fought, Zhu Hai felt that his fists and feet were fighting against Jing Tie, was this the physical strength after falling from the Eight Palace Realm. Zhu Hai twisted his body, but before he could hit the heavy punch, he was caught with a flaw, the old man kicked over, and Zhu Hai immediately flew out.

"Poof", a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Zhu Hai stood up and wiped the corners of his mouth. Running Changchun's spiritual power and spreading the "Holy Light Technique" throughout the whole body is to spread the holy light of the Holy Light Technique all over the body as one's own energy body, rather than blasting it out as something like an energy cannon. Zhu Hai's hands slowly condensed into white light.

An arrow step, accompanied by a right hook, struck the old man in the face. The old man still waved his hand lightly to block, but what he didn't expect was that these were all false moves, and Zhu Hai punched his left hand, only hitting the old man's ribs at three points.

The **** style just now was all a temptation, although it didn't hurt, it was the same as gua sha, but it still made Zhu Hai find some weak points, and now Zhu Hai began to attack these weak places in a targeted manner.

After all, the old man is old, and the realm has fallen after all.

"Wow" and spit out a mouthful of blood. Zhu Hai was unforgiving, retracted his fists, and hugged the old man's head, which was a knee collision, followed by another knee collision. "Bang", the second time was blocked, Zhu Hai hurriedly let go and jumped back, opening up the distance.

"You little doll, you're very powerful, it seems that if I don't show some real skills, I won't be able to solve you. ”

I saw a blurred ball of light slowly gathering from the old man's body, and I saw an illusion appear, which was a sika deer.

"Natal Illusion!"

Zhu Hai knew that he had met an opponent. Although within this year, he had also killed the human race with illusions, but the feeling of this sika deer was completely different, especially the petals of plum blossoms on his body, which were bright and dripping, and the same as blood.

"This is a spell I created myself based on my vision, stepping on the "blood" to find plums. Boy, let's take it and try it. The old man's voice came, very tired, as if this spell had wasted his countless efforts.

Zhu Hai looked at the plum blossoms on the sika deer as if they came to life and spread all over the audience, and Zhu Hai suddenly understood that this spell was actually an illusion system. Murderous overflowing.

Zhu Hai relaxed, closed his eyes, and ran the Changchun Sutra.

Although Zhu Hai felt the sika deer coming from behind, there was no way to avoid it, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, only to see that the blood suddenly turned into plum blossoms in the air, and this illusion became more and more real.

What to do, what to do.