Chapter 131: Torre's Change

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The main thing they said was that shortly after Phil and Mars entered, a man came out of the tombstone cave, and his name was Torre.

Torre was in the tombstone cave, when he saw the black shadow suddenly rushing down from his head, he thought that this time he must not live, he had escaped so many life and death crises in the first half of his life, and now he was finally going to die in this ethereal hope.

But the strange thing is that when he subconsciously raised his fist, he found that the black shadow turned around and burrowed into the ground.

"What's going on?"

Torre was wondering when a burst of heat burst out from under his feet, knocking him to the ground, and he fainted.

When he woke up again, Torre felt hot all over his body, and this feeling, I don't know whether it was weak or full of strength, was like drinking a barrel of the best ale in the city of Munro, and his whole body was fluttering.

In this state, he began to walk back, out of the tombstone cave.

Looking up, the sun leaks through the gaps in the leaves, mottled and scattered, and the brisk wind runs between the trees, bringing the cool smell of trickling water in the distance. The birds chirping in the distance, and the cicadas chirping nearby, sounded like the sound of life flourishing.

It was such a good feeling, and Torre almost regretted that he had risked his life to walk into the tombstone cave.

Ignoring the corpses on the branches not far away, Torre headed into the city. Someone laughed at him on the road, but he didn't pay any attention to it. Ever since he was defeated at the Munro City Arena and was seriously injured, leaving a very serious aftermath, he has become the laughing stock of others.

But now, he just wants to return to Monroe.

Torre went straight back to the arena in the city of Monro. Because of the belligerence of the people of Monroe, when they rested in the city during the harvest season, the people began to compete with each other, consuming time, and in the end, it gradually evolved into an arena.

The staff of the arena was an old man who knew Torre, and he frowned as soon as Torre appeared.

"Old Torre, why are you here?"

"Why can't I come?" said Torre.

"Well, in that case, then you just stay and don't get too excited while watching the game, don't forget your legs. ā€

"No, no, I'm not here to be a spectator. ā€

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ What did you say? You're not here to see the game, what are you doing here? Are you looking for a job? I didn't expect you to have this day, but okay, I'm going to talk to the manager right away, and it's kind of repaying the favor I owe you. Monroe has been crowded lately, and there are indeed a lot of more jobs in the arena, but don't get your hopes up, there aren't many jobs that fit your body. ā€

Torre shook his head again: "Of course I'm not here to work, work is only for a sissy like you!"

"Hey! When I was younger, I was able to defeat a bear! Fight head-to-head, a Bicass bear, don't look down on me too much! Now you may not be able to beat me with a finger!"

"It's just a Bikes bear, it's nothing. Torre said, "I'm here to ask you if Dax is in the arena now?"

"Oh, he, he came back to the tombstone cave before, and after getting a good axe, he stayed in the arena every day, and it was so boring, what did you ask him for?"

"What can you do in the arena, of course, is to challenge him. ā€

"What...... What? Did I hear me wrong, old Torre?"

"No, you heard me right, I'm back, I'm going to challenge him in the arena!" Torre's gaze had never been more determined.

"Oh my God, old Torre, I know you've been haunted by that challenge, and you've been hurt so much, but that's all in the past, old Torre, he's the best man in Monroe now, and there's no shame on you losing to him. What's more, old Torre, it's not me who said, but now no one remembers the Torre who won forty-one games in a row in the arena, heroes are divided into eras, that era is you, and now, it's Dax's era. ā€

"No, I don't care whose era it is, I'm just going to challenge him. Torre interrupted him, "Based on my record in the arena, I should be able to challenge him directly, right?"

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ Of course. ā€

"Then do it, this time, I'm going to take down that bastard and tell him that no amount of dastardness can defeat me!"

After that, Torre went to a break room.

This lounge is narrow and simple, and it can't be compared with him back then, but it is already because there are acquaintances to take care of it, and if you are an ordinary newcomer, you can only wait at the foot of the auditorium, which is noisy and chaotic, and it is easy to be plotted.

After the economic city becomes bigger, this kind of thing is easy to happen.

Torre sat cross-legged in the lounge, through the faint noise outside the door, thinking of nothing, doing nothing.

I don't know how long it has been, and someone has knocked on the door.

Torre opened his eyes, stood up, casually took a knife from the weapon rack next to him, and walked out.

"You're crazy!" Outside the door was an acquaintance in the arena, and he saw at a glance that the knife in Torre's hand was nothing more than a guy used to practice his hands in the lounge, "I told you! Dax went to the tombstone cave and got back a fine axe! Ordinary weapons were broken by it at the touch of it, and now in so many fights, his axe is still the same as when it was new, and there is not even a mark left! What is this thing in your hand?"

"It's a knife, it's a weapon. Torre said, "As long as it's a weapon, you can kill!"

"Well, if you're crazy, don't worry too much, I'll collect the body for you, or your daughter won't be able to carry you to the cemetery!"

"Sally, Sally is here too?" Torre felt a little nervous for the first time.

"Of course, can she not come for such a big event? Are you going to see her before going up? This is probably the last time. ā€

Torre thought for a moment and shook his head, "No, let me surprise her." ā€

After a while, the host began to call Torre's name.

Here, because of Dax, the strongest person in the arena, it is the largest ring in the arena, and the audience is also the largest, with tens of thousands, but so many people are shouting for one person.

It's really Dax's record is too powerful, fifty-one consecutive wins, never defeated, he is step by step to the top of Monro City, he is the first in Monro City has never been controversial. It's been a long time since he's taken on a serious challenge, and now, supposedly in the ring with a new weapon through the tombstone cave, he's standing in the ring again.

Dax's name, in the shouting and whistling layer by layer, reached its peak like a wave.

It was in such a noisy wind that Torre walked into the ring with an ordinary knife in his hand.