Zhang Jun wanted to roll again and get out of the clutches. While rolling, Zhang Jun's intended claws did not appear, and he secretly screamed; "Not good."

But his body could not stop in the tumbling. I saw a small tree-like giant foot knocking him down, and before Zhang Jun could stand up, his body was light, and he had been lifted up by two giant arms. Then I heard the boiling joy of the audience again; "Undead madman, undead madman."

Lifting Zhang Jun high, the undead madman also let out a bad breath, he was forced to play a game of cat and mouse with Zhang Jun just now, and he was really embarrassed, and he couldn't use it. So he dangled for a while, tricking Zhang Jun into rolling and knocking down Zhang Jun with his feet. and then subdue Zhang Jun by thunderous means.

While lifting Zhang Jun, the sense of glory forced him again, and he held Zhang Jun around the four directions, as if announcing victory. The audience was even more boiling.

"Kill, kill...!"

Echoing the boiling of the audience, the undead madman was even more crazy, and his hands gathered together to smash down Zhang Jun.

Suddenly, unexpectedly, the undead madman not only couldn't smash Zhang Jun with all his hands, but he felt a heart-wrenching pain in his skull. Feeling the pain, the undead madman subconsciously lowered his head, and when he lowered it to the table, he felt the pain lessen.

At the same time, I saw that Zhang Jun escaped the danger of being smashed into meat sauce by him by catching his hair. Seeing Zhang Jun get out skillfully again and let himself bow to him, the immortal madman's heart became even wilder, and he couldn't bear it, which was more insulting than killing himself. He clenched his right fist and swept it with a punch, trying to break the hand that was grabbing his hair.

Zhang Jun's mind is already flexible, and it is impossible to let him get his wish, just a roll, and then avoid his claws. The two stood up at the same time, and the evil voice of the undead madman sounded again; "Damn, if I don't divide your body, I'm not a madman."

After saying that, I saw the madman take out a watch-like bucket vessel and press the output button with his hand. A thigh-thick mace sprang out of the outlet, and was held in the hand of the undead madman. The undead madman waved his mace left and right, staring at Zhang Jun viciously and intimidating; "Boy, this combat power of yours can die under my mace, it's not unjust, let's die."

After suffering a sentence, the undead madman clenched the mace with both hands and swung it at Zhang Jun. The undead mad demon itself is infinitely powerful, Zhang Jun is already invincible, and now with the blessing of the mace, the undead mad demon tiger has added wings, Zhang Jun does not dare to take it hard, so he can only use his agile body to keep jumping and dodging the claws of the undead mad demon.

But no matter how agile Zhang Jun is, in front of the undead madman with the fierce hand of the mace, he is still injured again and again, and the clean skin has been scraped open by the wolf's teeth many times, and half of his body has been washed with blood, and Zhang Jun has become half a bloody person.

Injured and continuously exerting physical strength, Zhang Jun was already physically and mentally exhausted, his agile movements were not as good as before, and he was forced to retreat by the undead madman.

With a sound of "Shake...", Zhang Jun had no way back and crashed into the guardrail at the end.

Looking at Zhang Jun, who had no way out, the undead madman, the man was crazy, and the heart was even more crazy, staring at Zhang Jun with vicious eyes, as if he was announcing Zhang Jun's fate; "Such a little combat power can make me use so much force, you should also be blind, after you die, I will eat your flesh, drink your blood, and make great contributions to my great achievements."

"Undead Maniac, Undead Maniac......"

Seeing that the victory of the undead mad demon was in sight, the audience became even more crazy, and ninety-nine of their hundred people were all crushing the undead mad demon to win. Now that victory is in sight, they will also return with a full load, and under the joy, the madness is no less than that of the undead madness.

"Die!" The undead madman could no longer endure the murderous frenzy, and while yelling, he clenched his mace and smashed it at Zhang Jun, who was unable to move.

The undead madman slammed it down with all his might.

"Phew!!"

The imaginary splatter of flesh and blood did not appear. Instead, the undead madman took five steps back before he used his mace to stabilize his body, his hands trembling constantly, and he stared at Zhang Jun in disbelief.

The expressions of the audience were also the same as those of the undead madman, and they were even more puzzled as to why this unknown boy could still escape death and force the undead madman back.

Finally, everyone saw clearly, Zhang Jun was carrying an ordinary frying pan with both hands.

Yes, at the moment of crisis, Zhang Jun thought of the frying pan that gave him combat effectiveness, and he believed that the extraordinary pan would definitely save him, so at the moment of life and death, Zhang Jun lifted the frying pan with both hands, blocked the mace of the undead madman, and forced it back.

At that time, even if the frying pan was not so magical, Zhang Jun had nothing else to use, only a frying pan.

The frying pan is really magical, not only can it force back such a powerful undead madman, but also stop all the wounds on his body from bleeding, of course, it will take time and medicine to fully recover.

The undead madman continued to swing such a heavy mace, his physical strength was already exhausted, Zhang Jun was able to get the miraculous recovery of the pan, and he was already able to fight, although he only had seventy percent of the combat power, against the undead madman who was now exhausted, it was still unknown who would die.

After the thrill, Zhang Junneng fought again, and the audience was only surprised at first, followed by stronger cheers.

"Fight, fight......"

Nine out of ten people who can come here are rich people, they are here to find excitement, if Zhang Jun is torn apart at the beginning, although they can win money, they will lose pleasure. After a few thrilling moments, Zhang Junneng got up and fought again, and the pleasure brought to them was unprecedented, they came here to find pleasure, and whoever could bring them pleasure, they cheered.

"Boy, boy......"

The wind of the undead mad demons in the audience has weakened, and Zhang Jun's storm will blow here.

Watching Zhang Jun crawl back from the ghost gate several times, the undead madman gritted his teeth and squeaked with hatred.

"You're going to die!"

The undead madman was already completely berserk, his whole body was screaming to kill Zhang Jun, and following the tone of the roar, the undead madman swung his mace and smashed it at Zhang Jun again.

"Phew..."

The mace slammed into the pan with a deafening loud thud. The accident happened again, this time the mace was not bounced off, although the pan was hard and blocked the mace, Zhang Jun's hands were trembling by the force of the mace.

Without waiting for Zhang Jun to sort out why the pan didn't work this time, the undead madman spoke again; "It turns out that this tableware is not as magical as imagined, you go to die."

The hand moved casually, the undead madman swung the mace again and smashed it at Zhang Jun, the magical power of the pan did not show its might, Zhang Jun did not dare to resist anymore, and once again used the guerrilla to fight against the undead madman, a giant on the dueling table held a mace, and kept smashing to the small figure that was turning, making a mace hitting the pan with a sound.

After such a period of time, the undead madman was already so tired that he couldn't breathe, but Zhang Jun was the opposite, with the shield of the frying pan, he was not injured again, but became more and more courageous, often teasing the undead madman, and from time to time smashing the undead madman's lower body with a frying pan. After a long battle, Zhang Jun already knew that although the undead mad demon was strong, his lower body was his weakness.

In this way, Zhang Jun already has a conspiracy to win, watching the undead madman swing his mace and smash it, Zhang Jun directly stepped down from the undead madman, the gravity of the undead madman was in both hands, of course, it was not as sensitive as Zhang Jun, when he reacted, his ass had already been hit hard by the pan, "Alas!! A wave but not a coquettish cry came from the mouth of the undead madman who shouldn't be.

As soon as the voice came out, the undead madman knew that the shame was out, and he reacted with his left hand to stop his mouth.

The audience was incredibly silent, followed by even more enthusiastic laughter. They only saw the madness of the undead madman, how could they know that such a crazy person had such a ridiculous side, this is really rare, and even more difficult to see.

For this reason, Zhang Jun once again got a lot of cheers, but in Zhang Jun's opinion, these cheers were so ugly, and Zhang Jun couldn't agree with his own happiness on others.

Humiliated again, the undead madman has lost his senses, the mace continues to swing his life, Zhang Jun has already seen the ugliness of the dueling arena, and he has no choice but to open the bow and have no turning arrow, he can only respond to the battle and chase the undead madman again.

After another quarter of an hour, when the magic power of the undead mad was finally exhausted, it was already difficult to lift the stick, and the door of the cave was wide open when he stepped down, Zhang Jun seized the opportunity, rolled to the undead madman, and then stood up violently, knocking the undead madman up. In this way, Zhang Jun did not stop, and quickly dodged behind the undead madman who was half-down and half-standing, holding the frying pan with both hands, jumping violently, and smashing the pot on the head ......of the undead madman with all his strength, after a loud bang, the undead madman's half life was smashed away, and he fell to the ground to wail in pain. From time to time, crazy words come out, "The stars are shining and shining, and the sky is full of small eyes......"

The nursery rhyme was in his ears, and Zhang Jun's killing heart was mostly gone, and he was not in the mood to fight. Put away the pan and look at the referee table and shout; "I'm not fighting, let me go."

The three referees on the referee table looked at each other after listening to Zhang Jun's words, and they couldn't understand why Zhang Jun's victory was in sight, but he wanted to give up the victory that was about to be reached. There was no word for a while, and the switch on the dueling table was not turned on.

The audience watched the moment they got up, and suddenly heard that Zhang Jun threatened to leave, the undead madman had fallen, their bet had already lost, and now the only fun was to watch the undead madman be killed, but now Zhang Jun was going to be released, and their last fun was lost, and there was a commotion in the audience, and some even picked up chairs, banged angrily, and yelled; "Kill, kill."

Zhang Jun ignored these laymen who only knew how to base their happiness on the pain of others. He just stared at the referee's table with both eyes, hoping that they would let him go, as for the undead madman who fell to the ground, he was already the most merciful not to kill, he couldn't give much help anymore, the dueling arena had rules for the dueling arena, and it wasn't something he could do.

The audience was so emotional that the referee couldn't open the guardrail of the dueling table. just shouted at Zhang Jun; "Kill him, and you'll win, and of course you'll leave."

After listening to the referee's words, Zhang Jun didn't say anything anymore, just shook his head. He's waiting, and he's sure someone will take care of it.

Sure enough, half a moment later, the delicate Sister Hua came in with a dark-skinned middle-aged man, and after Sister Hua came in, she motioned to the referee to open the cage on the four sides of the dueling table. Without any hesitation, the three referees directly pressed the switch, and all the irons around the dueling table were opened. Despite this, Zhang Jun didn't dare to move, he understood that he had violated the rules of the dueling table, and he also believed that Sister Hua would take care of all the troubles. The dueling table opened, and Sister Hua coldly opened to Zhang Jun; "You know again that you've broken the rules of the dueling arena."

"I know," Zhang Jun replied to Sister Hua without changing his face.

"You're not afraid of death," Sister Hua asked coldly again;

"I'm afraid, but I'm more afraid of killing, and I don't want to please others by killing, I only came to the dueling arena to practice, not to kill, take people's lives at will, what's the difference between it and animals." Zhang Jun innocently said what he wanted.

"This is a dueling arena, not a place for you to play at home. If you don't want to fight, get out of here," Sister Hua was furious;

"Okay, I'll go, Sister Hua, take care, I know I broke the rules, I'm sorry Sister Hua, never again." Zhang Jun bowed deeply to Sister Hua. Without looking back, he walked towards the exit of the dueling arena.

The moment Zhang Jun turned around, Sister Hua glanced at the dark-skinned man who came with him, of course this man could understand Sister Hua's meaning, walked slowly to the dueling platform, grabbed the neck of the undead madman with one hand, and lifted him into the air.

The undead madman quickly reacted, constantly fighting, how could the man's hand seem to have a thousand catties of strength, even if the undead mad demon's body is huge and the strength is infinite, he can't fight to get rid of the hand that lifted him, and then only heard a curry, and the undead maniac's neck was twisted.

At this time, the man let go of his hand, only to hear the sound of the servant, the dead body of the undead madman fell to the ground, the scene was quiet, everyone stared at the dueling arena, the body of the undead madman was huge, and the sound of falling to the ground reached Zhang Jun's ears, Zhang Jun felt something in his heart, and when he turned around and saw the undead madman who had lost his breath, his heart had an indescribable pain, and he even thought that the death of the undead madman was caused by himself, he regretted it, and he regretted that he should not kill others for his own selfishness.

His pain, his anger, at last he could not bear it, ah, he let out a long roar; "Reverberates throughout the Dark Arena."

But no matter how angry he was, he couldn't get back the life that had died, this was the first time he had seen a dead person, and he was also a person who was killed by himself, after a long roar, Zhang Jun's whole body seemed to be drained of strength, unable to sit on the ground.

Now that everyone has left, after a long time, Zhang Jun has also left, he understands that he is too young, and it is impossible to be a savior, and he can't save this cannibalistic world. Far away, very late, very late, Zhang Juncai returned home.

Back at home, the second elder stepped forward and asked with concern; "Baby son, what's wrong with you, why did you come back so late, and you still have a weak look, oh, I know, it must be our baby, who got in touch with that beautiful chick. But you don't have to get it so late, it's very hurtful. Zhang Jun's father teased Zhang Jun with a wicked smile.

"Go, how old you are, you can't be serious, how can you talk to your son." Zhang Jun's mother didn't have the anger to blame his wife.

"Baby son, ignore your dad, he's an old man. Come, tell your mother, the girl of that family, so lucky to let my baby take a fancy to him, let him come to my house, and my mother will help you take a look. Zhang Jun's mother also nagged Zhang Jun excitedly.

"Dad, Mom, I'm tired, I'll go take a shower and sleep first." Zhang Jun's face was depressed, and he was powerless to send the second elder.

Looking at the back of Zhang Jun's fallen soul, Zhang Jun's mother blamed Zhang Jun's father again; "Look at you, it's you who scared your son away, and you said it so insensitively."

"How can you blame me for this, didn't you ask too?" Zhang Jun's father retorted vigorously.

"What's wrong with me, at least I'm talking about it, it's like you,......"

Listening to the quarrel of the two elders behind him, Zhang Jun could finally feel the warmth of the world.

Late at night, it was a luxurious and spacious bed, and the two of them were naked on the bed. A powerful man pressed against a woman with a devilish figure, his excited body shook the big bed and squeaked, and after a long time, the man's panting became more and more urgent, "Ah, uh-huh,......" After a cheerful cry, the man lay quietly on the woman's body as if he was unable to collapse, reminiscing about the passion just now.

This woman Zhang Jun also recognizes that she is Sister Hua who often flirts with Zhang Jun in the dueling arena.

After half an hour, the man regained his strength, and after the passion, his mood changed greatly, half pressing Sister Hua's body, twisting Sister Hua's neck with his right hand, and threatening viciously; "I heard that today you let go of a kid who made trouble in the dueling arena, I heard that the kid is still very handsome, you say, are you a nymphomaniac, you don't even want your life anymore."

Speaking ruthlessly, the man twisted Sister Hua's hand even harder, tighter and tighter, Sister Hua gasped, only out, not in.

"Say, your reasons, and if your reasons are not sufficient, then you know the result." The man's cold tone sounded, and at the same time he let go of the hand twisted around Sister Hua's neck.

"Cough, cough......" Sister Hua gasped desperately, as if she wanted to make up for the lost breathing time just now.

After a long time, Sister Hua recovered from the suffocation, did not speak immediately, but took out a photo from the pocket of her clothes, the photo was a group photo of a kind couple, the man took the photo, and when he saw the group photo, an unprecedented expression of horror was undoubtedly revealed. It was a long time before he spoke slowly; "If it's a knife maniac, the two ghost mothers come to ask for someone, then there's no way to do it."

Thinking about the past, the man is still immersed in memories. A picture of a long time ago unfolded in his mind, a man and a woman relied on the strength of two people to destroy the Poison Dragon Gate, the largest gang at that time, overnight. No one knows how they did it, only that after one night, the entire people of the Poison Dragon Gate disappeared out of thin air, and a man and a woman also disappeared and became legends.

(End of chapter)