Cold's heart, his brother Rod naturally couldn't hear it.

No one responded.

At this time, in the cramped cell, the rough snoring of the bearded man gradually sounded, very regularly.

"Boom~"

On the bed, Cord's bearded cellmate occasionally muttered a few words, unconsciously rolled over, and brought out a loud fart.

"Damn. ”

The smell wafted like a fermented garbage heap and was suffocating.

Cord's face was full of black lines, and he couldn't help but take a sip.

As the hard quarrying would continue in the afternoon, Cord did not think much about it.

He didn't go out of bed to squeeze the bearded man, he just sat there and closed his eyes and rested.

At this time, Pang Yuan was still practicing his fists and feet in another large cell, polishing his body.

The rough palm was covered with a thick and tough callus, and it slammed down on the hard wall in front of him with great force, and the sound was dull.

Pang Yuan's whole body was full of qi and blood, and his force was evenly coordinated, running the qi and blood between his palms and fingers, and cooperating with the blows to temper the subtleties of his hands.

The cell he was in was specially made and extremely strong, facing the outside with a complete iron fence and gate, which was completely integrated into the cell.

In the heavy iron fence, all the iron rods are about the thickness of an arm, all of them are solid, extremely thick, and extremely hard.

After completing his cultivation, Pang Yuan's physical fitness improved again this time, looking at the sturdy iron fence.

Pang Yuan's eyes flickered, meaningful.

After moving his muscles and bones, Pang Yuan stood in front of the dark and shiny iron fence of the cell, and couldn't help but twist his thick neck, he wanted to try his current strength.

Seeing that there was no one around, Pang Yuan directly stretched out his hands, grabbed the two cold solid iron pillars in front of him, breathed a long sigh of relief, and slowly clenched his fingers.

"Hmph~"

With a muffled snort, Pang Yuan's eyes suddenly widened, his eyes were fierce, and the surging qi and blood made his face red.

On the thick arms, the roots and tendons are instantly convex visible to the naked eye, spiraling and twisting, like knotted old tree roots, which is extremely obvious.

"Click......"

With an extremely slight sound, two thick pitch-black solid iron pillars quickly deformed and twisted in Pang Yuan's palms, bending into an exaggerated arc!

Pang Yuan shouted violently, and the two incomparably hard iron pillars were directly and completely opened.

A large space was vacated in the middle of the iron pillars, and several other solid iron pillars around them were affected and squeezed into different arcs.

Seeing that after a few more breaks up and down, Pang Yuan could enter and exit freely, but Pang Yuan did not move and stopped.

It's not time yet.

Looking at the exaggerated curved iron fence in front of him, Pang Yuan only nodded slightly, his face was calm, and he had no intention of continuing to abuse him.

Subsequently, Pang Yuan struck again, restored the bent and deformed iron pillars to their original state, and slowly straightened them with his hands, trying not to make people see them.

After doing all this, Pang Yuan quietly retreated to his bed, relaxed, and began his lunch break.

On the ground, a few rays of sunlight diffused, the iron fence was dark and straight, and nothing seemed to have happened.

The days that followed.

Pang Yuan continued his cultivation life, and failed to go to the Colosseum to fight fierce beasts, but went back and forth between the prison cell and the quarry, practicing martial arts and polishing his body.

During this period, when Pang Yuan was cultivating in the quarry, he got to know the leader of the men in black in the black prison.

After the first meeting with Pang Yuan, the leader of the black-clothed guard did not shy away from expressing his appreciation and optimism, and often came to inspect Pang Yuan when he came to the quarry to cultivate, releasing his kindness.

Pang Yuan saw that the leader of the man in black had a calm demeanor and a majestic face, not like ordinary people.

And Pang Yuan saw that the other jailers and the always indifferent black-clothed guards were respectful to him, and his status was respectful, so he naturally would not deliberately refuse this person's kindness.

After several conversations, Pang Yuan and the leader of the black-clothed guards were also familiar with each other.

Pang Yuan learned that the leader of the man in black was named Kang Baidong, who was over forty years old, had practiced martial arts for many years, and was at the peak of his prime.

Kang Baidong is good at making a hundred refining treasure knives, and he has always carried that long knife with him, and he cherishes it very much.

Pang Yuan has also seen that knife, the blade is as bright as water, the cold light is shining, it really blows off the hair, and the iron is like mud.

In addition, this Kang chief's hand work is also extremely good.

Pang Yuan noticed that the knuckles of his palms were thick and protruding, and they were extremely powerful, so he must have worked hard.

According to Kang Baidong himself.

He has practiced martial arts for many years, backed by the black prison, with a continuous supply of various cultivation resources, condensed will, and strong internal qi, so far it can be said that he has touched the bottleneck of a martial artist.

Once you break through, you will be a true martial artist!

The leader of the black-clothed guard is stationed here all year round, and he is good at killing, and his strong strength and momentum make Pang Yuan also have a lot of pressure.

Both of them are powerful people, so they naturally like each other.

Pang Yuan and this noble leader of the black-clothed guards had also fought in a remote location in the quarry, only the black-clothed guards guarded, and the other jailers could only watch from afar.

The strength of the two is fierce, and the speed and process of the fight are very visible.

Many times, the black-clothed guards could only see two vague male silhouettes intertwined.

The sword shines brightly, and the fist wind whistles!

Pang Yuansheng is infinitely powerful, the body protection stone armor is in the body, the physical defense is strong, and the offensive is rapid.

And Kang Baidong is not weak at all, the knife technique is exquisite and fierce, and the sense of spirit is majestic, endless.

And he has a sword in his hand, and his sharpness is exposed, even Pang Yuan has to be a little jealous.

The battle stopped, and the breath of both men was a little scattered.

In the eyes of the several ruthless black-clothed guards around him, Pang Yuan was almost evenly matched with their Kang leader.

Pang Yuan's heart was also a little shaken.

This Kang Baidong's strength is really fierce, with his improved strength now, without using the Lion Demon Fist to hide the killing move, the two of them are fighting with all their strength, and he is still faintly at a disadvantage.

Pang Yuan also understood that this Kang Baidong must also have his own unique skills or killing moves that he did not perform.

However, if it is a real struggle for life, the person who will survive to the end must be me!

Pang Yuan's eyes were calm, and his will was extremely firm and unshakable.

After the two sparred, the relationship went further.

Pang Yuan saw that this Kang leader was showing favor to him, and seemed to have the intention of soliciting, but he did not directly agree, nor did he refuse.

Don't take the initiative, don't refuse.

Kang Baidong was very patient, and he was not disappointed in the slightest attitude shown by Pang Yuan.

However, Pang Yuan did not show indifference, and his martial arts cultivation also needed this person's help.

Regarding the matter of entering the Colosseum, Pang Yuan communicated with Kang Baidong.

Despite his surprise, the leader of the men in black assured that he could arrange one or two opportunities for Pang Yuan to enter the Colosseum once or twice a week in the future, but it was best not to be too frequent.

For this result, Pang Yuan is already very satisfied, and he doesn't ask for anything, as long as everything goes well, it means that his strength is about to enter a period of rapid growth.

Predictably, a rich and endless stream of free attribute points beckoned to him.

After Pang Yuan became acquainted with Kang Baidong, the leader of the men in black, those old jailers were all ghostly, and there was no need to order, and Pang Yuan's prison treatment was faintly raised by half a grade.

Here, Pang Yuan's prison life is regular and free, and no one disturbs him.

On the other side, however, the sad Cord trio is in new trouble. You have to find the latest chapters by yourself to read books?