"Bang!"

In the ice and snow world, a sturdy figure Chi Guo was on his upper body and punched in the air.

The ice wind was biting, the hoarfrost exploded, and a white mist bloomed like a flower.

"Whew!" Exhaling a long breath and a white mist curling, Wild withdrew his fist and stood straight.

For two months, Wild and Wild underwent a devilish training in this icy and snowy hell.

From wearing an animal skin coat at the beginning, to now being able to deal with this inhuman cold environment with a naked body, his own excavation of the return of life is not insignificant.

In the past two months, the physique has simply soared in quality, and the muscles all over the body are strong, as if made of steel, especially the two broad muscles in the chest, and the ice and snow dripping on them are quickly evaporated into a trace of mist, which is the result of the continuous high-speed operation of the blood qi in the body, which is a kind of application of life return.

Wild Wild Flavors calls it blood steaming, a variety of effects that manipulate the movement of blood.

The practice of life return is often accompanied by a corresponding environment. For example, in the original book, the male lion is afraid to manipulate the digestive system, and his training is spent in hunger.

In the same way, to learn to resist the cold, you must be present and feel the cold.

Cultivating life is like an immortal, whether it is in the deep mountains and old forests, or in the ice and snow, the only common denominator is meditation and understanding.

No matter how bad the environment is, keep a quiet and ascetic mind.

Two months was just enough for Wild Flavored to do just that.

Because it is a cold environment, in order to keep the body active and not rigid, Wild and Wild did not let go of the body's exercise, not only did not let go, but exercised more crazily, combined with the return of life, the physique and physical skills have made a qualitative leap.

After standing still for a moment, Wilde opened his eyes, and his gaze was towards the white expanse in the distance, and Claire's figure was walking from it.

"Lord Felt, this is today's document, and ...... There are a lot of documents piled up in the office, and the director is urging them. ”

"I see." Wilde put on his shirt, the qi and blood in his body surged, and the ice and snow on his clothes evaporated into wisps of white smoke.

"Tell Magellan to go back tomorrow." With a deep voice, Wilde turned and stepped forward.

"Yes, Lord Fest." Claire respectfully watched Wilde leave.

……

Wilde returned to his temporary home in lv5, a cramped torture room.

Everything is already on track, and as long as it continues... Keep getting stronger, and then... Wait for that day to come.

Sitting on a leather couch, holding a glass full of red liquor, looking at the fireplace in front of you.

Wild had never liked to pour half a glass when drinking, everything was the same, he liked to be full, just as he had planned.

The flames jumped in the fireplace, watching it, like Wild's thoughts, leaping with the light of the fire, drifting farther and farther away.

The work of lv5 is progressing fairly well, and after careful selection, the number of personnel has reached five, plus the four people of Byskraire, a core prototype is already in place, although... This is coercion and inducement.

Taking a sip of wine, the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, the shadows covered his eyes, and his ambition bloomed silently.

Get up, walk to the wall, put your palm against the wall, and silently, the wall began to ripple, wave and twist, and a gate-shaped swamp appeared.

Wilde stepped into the door-shaped swamp, rippling in waves, and the walls returned to their original shape.

Restoring the swamped environment to its original state was no longer a fantasy for Wild Wild.

Passing through the swamp gate, a narrow passage emerges, flanked by torches and glowing with yellow fire.

At the end of the aisle, a metal door, Wilde pulled out the key, bowed his head and twisted it.

"Crunch!"

Pushing open the door, a harsh and ugly sound sounded, and a large space appeared.

The light of the torches made the dark space glow with a layer of yellow, I don't know how it was built, a Colosseum, stairs layer by layer, a huge iron cage stood in the middle, and a smell of blood rushed to the face.

Wilde stood on the stairs of the entrance, dusk shining on his face, a demonic smile on his face.

Under the stairs, there were dozens of passages outside the cage, and there was a bell the size of a basin on the top of the cage, and the bell was also rung the moment Wilder pushed the door open.

The voices of the demons danced wildly, and people walked out of the passage one after another, each with a bloodthirsty and cruel smile on their faces.

They glanced up at Wilder on the platform, their eyes fierce.

"Uh-huh-hehe-hehe-hehe-hehe-hea-

"So... Let's get started, the first game will be Page vs. Crimeat. The winner can withdraw, the loser dies, and in the event of a tie... Uh-huh, hehehe... I'll kill you, of course... It is possible to resist. After speaking, his eyes opened, and the murderous aura exploded.

The cage was opened by a prisoner in prison uniform, and the two prisoners named by Wild entered the cage with a sneer, and the other prisoners who came out of the passage walked up the stairs and sat down, ready to enjoy a battle of beasts.

This is WILD's means of selecting talents, and there is nothing else, only force.

That's right, the entire Colosseum was created by Wild, including the hard walls, and the Colosseum was designed to bring these prisoners together and analyze their strength by pitting them against each other.

And this Colosseum is even more heavenly for the prisoners of lv5, death... It's been a predestined thing for a long time, and those who come here are nothing more than real outlaws, seeking excitement and at the same time seeking that glimmer of opportunity.

Fairst's name has long occupied the greatest weight in the Extreme Cold Hell, and everyone who comes here knows that as long as Lastt appreciates it, then there is a chance to ...... Get rid of the chance of mortality.

"Uh-huh, hehe... Can I help you? Wilde turned his head to look at one of the prisoners who was walking towards him, and his forehead twitched.

Not only Wilde himself, but also the prisoners below noticed the situation here, and they all smiled excitedly and maliciously.

Everyone knows that the territory above belongs to Fairst, and the stairs below belong to the prisoners, and how can it not be exciting not to be excited about the fact that there is an eyeless guy trying to challenge this conventional authority?

With a gloomy smile, Wilde looked at the ugly-looking guy in front of him who was licking the corners of his scarred mouth, and didn't speak again for a while, just looked at him with a stiff smile.

"Fairst, huh?" Finally, the Scarmouth prisoner walked up to Wild, looked up at Wild, licked the corners of his mouth bloodthirstily, grinned, showed disgusting yellow teeth, and his eyes were full of violence.

"My men, the giant boar was killed, right? You guy—" At the end, his face turned fierce like a beast. Three months ago, the giant boar rioted again and was killed by Wild, and the news had already caused a stir in lv4, and it is not surprising that some people at lv5 knew about it.

"Uh-huh, hehe... I killed it, so? Is that why you're stepping here? ”