While the other clones were eating meat and taunting Zhang Fan, one of the clones, like Zhang Fan, sent the plate out of the gap.

This was the friendly clone in the room to Zhang Fan's left.

This made Zhang Fan a little surprised.

The clone was obviously also surprised, looked at Zhang Fan, and said, "You don't eat human flesh either?" ”

Zhang Fan nodded.

The clone was overjoyed, as if it had found a soulmate.

"I thought I was the only one who survived, but I didn't expect anyone else. It was great to meet another person who doesn't eat human flesh! ”

The other clones sneered, "Even if you survive from below, will you be able to survive for another 28 days?" ”

"Even if you don't eat or drink, you can live for 28 days. When it comes to Smash Bros., do you still have the strength? ”

"Isn't it meat on the board at that time, waiting to be chopped up and eaten?"

The friendly clone said to Zhang Fan: "Ignore them, in short, we are human beings, how can we eat the meat of the same kind?" Since we can hold on from below, we can also hold out until after the big smash braw. Believe me! ”

Zhang Fan hadn't spoken to anyone for more than 20 days.

In the past 20 days, he has almost always come through in despair and struggle.

Now that I can suddenly hear such heartwarming words, I can't help but feel a pang in my heart.

Nodding heavily: "Yes." ”

To distract himself, he put on his helmet again and put on his goggles.

The scene in front of me once again shifted to the stone chamber of the Colosseum.

He endured the constant hunger in his stomach and began to practice drawing his sword.

Such a diversion of attention really worked.

The hunger in his belly waned a lot.

Every few hours he practiced, he took a short break.

If you are an ordinary person, you can't bear such a lot of intensity and such a boring practice.

However, Zhang Fan could only grit his teeth and insist in order to get out alive after the big fight.

This persistence is more than ten days.

In the past ten days, he has felt hungry many times.

But he kept hinting to himself that after eating so many blood beads before, the energy in them was enough to live for a long time.

This hunger pang is just a habitual signal from your stomach.

Sure enough, such psychological hints still have an effect.

His hunger pangs faded, and his body didn't get too weak as time went on.

After more than ten days of practice, he has also made great progress in drawing and slashing.

When he first started practicing, every time he drew his knife, there would be an afterimage.

And now, he's so close that he won't even be there.

Every time you draw the knife, you can't see what he's done at all, you just feel that his right arm seems to move.

There were two sounds at the same time, and he had already completed the action of drawing and retracting the knife.

Tachibana Youjing said to Zhang Fan: "The afterimage has disappeared, which shows that your sword drawing and slashing have been practiced to a small level. ”

"That'...... To what extent is it considered a complete achievement? ”

Zhang Fan asked.

"When you're close enough to make the sound of drawing and closing the knife coincide, and it sounds like a sound, then it's considered a complete achievement."

Zhang Fan's eyes were resolute and said, "It seems that I am still far away." I continued to practice. ”

As he spoke, Zhang Fan planned to practice again.

But Tachibana Ukyo shook his head at this time and stopped him.

"From small to large, it is a long process that requires years of practice. Now that we have reached the small level, the first stage of teaching has ended, and it is time to move on to the next stage - actual combat. ”

When Zhang Fan heard this, he couldn't help but get excited in his heart.

Although he endured the practice for more than 20 days, he couldn't help but feel bored in his heart.

Now that he has finally reached Xiaocheng, he also wants to try the power of his sword.

Tachibana Youkyo continued: "In the actual combat stage, as long as you can use the drawing sword to slash, in the Colosseum below, win 100 games in a row, you will be considered to have passed. ”

Win 100 games in a row?

This number sounds scary, but Zhang Fan thinks that with the speed at which he is now drawing his knife, it will be no problem to win more than ten games in a row.

After a little practice, it is not a problem to win 100 games in a row.

Thinking of this, Zhang Fan immediately nodded.

As soon as he nodded, he appeared in the Colosseum as soon as the scene changed in front of him.

Huge circular venues, layers of stands, tens of thousands of crazy spectators.

It all so real.

Zhang Fan couldn't help grinding the sand under his feet with his feet, and then squatted down and twisted it with his hands.

The sand blows lightly in the wind.

Indeed, this scene is simply too realistic.

The games I used to play with a main picture such as "Against the Cold" are simply pediatric compared to this scene.

Over the Colosseum, a very inflammatory voice came.

"Next, it's our newcomer, Zhang Fan. He will challenge the 100-game winning streak ......"

Before the voice was finished, the scene suddenly booed.

"Cut, a newcomer, still wants to challenge a hundred consecutive wins, I can't help myself!"

"Is he going crazy?"

"This kid is a novice, and he doesn't know how good those gladiators are in our Colosseum."

"It's been a long time since I've seen a newcomer being tortured and killed, and today is a blessing for the eyes."

……

The ridicule of these people clearly reached Zhang Fan's ears, making his heart burn.

Just imagine how terrible it would be for more than 10,000 people to ridicule their ears like a torrent.

However, Zhang Fan has experienced so much, and his mind is already very firm.

And he knew that it was just a mockery made by the virtual world in order to stimulate the practitioners.

So he ignored the taunts and put the two shadow blades together into one.

It's longer, has a wider range, and has more power.

With that done, he looked intently at the exit on the other side.

The incendiary voice rang out again.

"The opponent in the first game is the Black Tiger, who has won 32 consecutive victories-"

"Coax-"

As soon as the voice fell, there was an immediate commotion at the scene.

"This guy is going to die when he encounters a black tiger."

"Black tiger, loves to torture and kill newcomers."

"Although Black Tiger is also a newcomer, he has only played 32 games. But with a 32-game winning streak, this kid is just waiting to die. ”

"In addition to the two powerhouses of the Colosseum, the Black Tiger was the first to reach a 30-match winning streak. Moreover, the black tiger's methods are extremely cruel, especially for newcomers, who are often tortured and killed. ”

"This kid is too pitiful, he just met a black tiger when he came, it's really miserable. But...... I like it, hahahaha......"

Amid the taunts of these people, a person walked at the entrance opposite.

This man is of the black race, extremely strong, and is a full two meters tall.

He looks extremely vicious, and has a blood-red word "king" tattooed on the top of his head.

As soon as he appeared, he beat his chest with his fist and roared angrily in the sky: "Roar————"

What came out of his throat was a tiger roar.

With this tiger roar, the audience boiled again.

The incendiary voice said, "Listen, the Black Tiger has declared war. His voice is still so powerful and domineering......"

Before he could finish speaking, the black tiger suddenly burst out and ran towards Zhang Fan.

His face had an expression of delight, like a wild beast seeing its prey.

When he runs, his steps are so domineering: boom-boom-boom-

The ground shook.

A few seconds later, he came to Zhang Fan, waved a huge fist, and blasted towards Zhang Fan, shouting in his mouth: "Novice, try Lao Tzu's fist......"

Whew-

There were two knife sounds in a row.

Before the black tiger could speak, it suddenly stopped and did not move.

A moment later, boom-

It's like a wall, and it crashes to the ground.

The entire Colosseum was silent in an instant......