As the days went by, Di Shuo deliberately wanted to build an army of iron and blood, and the Sin Capital itself was the most suitable training ground. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

After the morning exercise every day, Di Shuo led a five-member team of Di Jiajun to the arena to compete.

The strength of the opponents in the arena was uneven, but the strength of the opponents was often relatively mediocre when newcomers participated.

After more than half a month, all the members of the Di Jiajun more or less played a few bloody competitive matches, victory, cheers, glory, every victory in the arena made the hot-blooded Di Jiajun yearn for it.

The red lotus was wrapped tightly around the cold beauty, and Di Shuo could see the cold beauty wandering around the sin capital with the red lotus when he came back from the arena several times.

Leng Meiren was the 100-game winning champion of the arena three years ago, and the authority she had in the entire Sin Capital was unimaginable to ordinary people, and Honglian was with her, which invisibly made Di Shuo feel a lot more at ease.

"I said, the current competitive game is already more difficult to beat than one game, do you have the bottom in your heart?"

Zhang Li grinned and changed the dressing for the wound, because the injury was in the back, and the posture of hooking himself with medicine was as awkward as it was.

For more than a month, Di Shuo led Di Jiajun to participate in the competition, and Zhang Li himself participated in it.

The strength of the opponent in the first dozen games is completely impossible to see, but in the last few games, not to mention those tricky attacks and insidious calculations, the strength of the opponent alone has made him suffer.

Although he survived this ring match, his injuries were so severe that he needed to be supported to walk back.

"How's our battle going?"

Di Shuo had no intention of helping Zhang Li with medicine, but just pondered by himself, his sword eyebrows were slightly sunken, and his left hand slapped the table intentionally or unintentionally.

Originally, he didn't expect anyone to help, but Zhang Li, who was grinning in pain, finally managed to deal with the injury on his back, and regardless of the blood-soaked gauze, he found a place to sit down casually with his naked upper body.

"You don't let Red Lotus kill people at will, she will play a two-person competition with Leng Meiren, and she has won twenty-seven or eight games in a month, to say the least. I easily don't let those little cubs of the Di family army fight, and the most is about twelve or thirteen. We're not new to the arena anymore, and our opponents are tougher than the other. ”

Subconsciously frowning, Di Shuo looked at Zhang Li thoughtfully.

"How many fights have you had?"

"Nineteen."

"You've become this virtue in just nineteen games?"

Looking Zhang Li up and down for a while, Di Shuo showed a disgusted look, this month he focused on training Di Jiajun, except for the three doubles matches with Zhang Li at the beginning, he never participated again.

However, he knows the details of Zhang Li, and it has only become this tragic situation in the nineteenth game, so how strong is the opponent?

Zhang Li subconsciously touched the bridge of his nose and rolled his eyes.

"You can do it! It's not that buddies belittle you, but there are masters in the arena, and after a month in it, I understand what it means to be strong and strong! Poor me, I used to think that my ancient martial arts were enough to fight all over the world! Now it seems, I'm phew! My master, that old man, framed me! What ancient martial arts are invincible in the world, I think there is only the share of being hanged and beaten! ”

Di Shuo, who had cramps at the corner of his mouth, raised his hand and just wanted to punch this guy who didn't have the slightest self-awareness, but his hand stretched out half before he suddenly reacted and realized that this thing is still injured. The hand turned in a sharp direction, slapped the table and shook the table, and said hatefully.

"As long as you usually work more hard and don't idle enough, the ancient martial arts taught to you by your master are definitely enough for you to live this life!"

waved his hand impatiently, and didn't know if he was poked in the soft underbelly or something else, Zhang Li took out a cigarette from his trouser pocket for a long time and lit it for himself.

A cigarette smoked half a head in one breath, and spit out a puff of smoke, Zhang Li squinted.

"Come on, brother, I know, don't always run around the arena with people, the cubs should be free-ranged, and let them break the blood flow by themselves in order to have a long memory. A 100-game winning streak in the arena takes a ticket to the top floor, and among those of us, you have the greatest hope. Unleash your potential! ”

patted Di Shuo's shoulder, Zhang Li's expression was indescribably heavy, Di Shuo saw him with such a serious expression for the first time, and he didn't answer for a while.

Don't look at Zhang Li's usual person, he is definitely a powerful person. On weekdays, he always shouts at the old man and the old man who teaches martial arts, and he chatters about the problems of several people, but in his heart, he still admires his master.

"If you know what to expect, encourage each other!"

Unable to find words in the middle of the ring, Di Shuo had no choice but to give up, patted Zhang Li's shoulder in a serious tone, and turned to leave.

Since then, the Di family army has become a force that no one cares about, and there was Di Shuo watching it before, and the number of times a group of big men played in the arena was simply a handful.

Don't look at Di Shuo's young appearance, he has a set of people under his hands!

To tell the truth, Di Jiajun is not afraid of Zhang Li, a smiling tiger, but he is afraid of Di Shuo, who is not smiling. To put it bluntly, the young owner said that he would go east, they would never dare to look west, and the young owner said that they were not allowed to participate in the arena without permission, and they did not dare to disobey the military order even if they were itchy and unbearable.

Now that the two above have made it clear that they don't care, where can the people under their hands endure it?

No, after the morning exercise the next day, a large number of fifty or sixty people sneaked out.

Because they made up their minds to stock, Di Shuo and Zhang Li had a tacit understanding to turn a blind eye to each other, and the real iron-blooded team needs to be reborn in blood!

The battle of life and death is undoubtedly the best tempering.

Since arriving in the capital of sin, Red Lotus has followed Leng Beauty around, and it is rarely worrying.

Zhang Li is now seriously injured and can't run if he wants to.

Di Jiajun is now unattended, and the morning exercises in Su Ri are all based on consciousness, and invisibly, Di Shuo has also been given a moment of leisure.

Lying in bed at night, pondering Zhang Li's words left and right, Di Shuo also felt that he had to work harder. originally thought that a hundred competitive matches would be completed in a few months at most, but now that Zhang Li has learned from the past, he can't hold it any further.

As for the task of the ghost Laozi released by the system, let's put it back first.

Pressing the beating temples, Di Shuo felt for the first time that life was so busy, and things were really not ordinary!

"It's not been two years since the big war...... I have to be prepared. ”

In the middle of the night, in a daze, half-dreaming and half-waking, Di Shuo saw a picture that he hadn't seen for a long time.

The battlefield full of gunsmoke, the beacon fire is constantly burning, the cannon roars endlessly, and the pictures buried in the depths of memory are displayed one by one.

These profound memories all reminded him of the truest thing - war was coming!