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What's more, the underground arena has used such despicable means against him, which has already angered him.

In the next gladiatorial fight, he has to win no matter what, and he wants to let the conspiracy of the underground arena fall through and lose a lot of money!

Since you are poisoned, you have to detoxify, otherwise the chances of victory are slim. Fan Lang has two paths, either go outside to buy antidotes, or use the system to modify his own state and erase the poisoned state.

In the system, the poisoning state is a piece of data, and it can be modified if it is data!

Fan Lang weighed it and felt that it was better to modify, so he immersed himself in the system and concentrated on modifying it.

One minute, three minutes, five minutes......

The door suddenly opened, Dou Bao walked in with a pipe in his mouth, and said with a smile: "Prodigal son, the next gladiatorial fight has been arranged for you, come out." ”

"I'm at a critical point in my cultivation, give me a little more time. Fan Lang still had his eyes closed when he spoke.

"Then you'd better hurry, the audience can't wait. ”

"Don't worry, it won't be long. ”

Fan Lang stalled for time and continued to revise secretly.

It's like removing trash, getting rid of the harmful data.

After a few more minutes, Fan Lang finally opened his eyes, and the corners of his lips were slightly raised.

The modification was successful!

Now he has returned to normal, light and healthy, and he is fierce.

"Who is my next opponent?" asked Fan Lang Lingran.

"It's a gladiator called Huang Dian, the eighth level of Xuanling. Dou Bin replied.

"Huang Dian, is that cheap guy? Okay, very good!"

Fan Lang's eyes lit up, and he was very satisfied with this opponent!

He turned his head to look at the female butcher and said with a smile: "You have to watch the next gladiatorial fight, see how I clean up that yellow lightning." ”

"Well, I'll go and watch the fight. A fierce look flashed in the butcher's eyes.

Fan Lang set off for the gladiatorial arena, and Dou Bin followed him, revealing a sinister smile.

"Hmph, it's time for you to lose so much money in the underground arena, it's time for you to plant a heel! You have been poisoned by two kinds of poisons, see how you win!" Dou Bin gloated, waiting to see a good show.

In the gladiatorial arena, the crowd was full of voices, and the audience knew that the next person to fight was the prodigal son, and they were all very excited, and the odds of this gladiatorial prodigal son were very high, and many people bet a lot of money on him, or even all their belongings.

The two iron doors opened, and Fan Lang and Huang Dian walked in.

Fan Lang's face sank like water, and Huang Dian on the opposite side had a disgusting smile.

"I've been hearing your name for the past two days, and everyone has blown you up like a god, I want to see what you're capable of. Huang Dian laughed and broke his wrist, making a crispy sound of popping beans.

"You'll soon see what I'm capable of. Fan Lang said calmly.

The two looked at each other, their eyes hostile, and even hidden.

Clang!

The gong sounded!

Fan Lang seemed to have changed in an instant, and his whole body was full of mysterious power, pouring into the five fingers of his left hand, and five points of light appeared from his fingertips. His right hand drew the flaming sword, and the blade burned.

The water-like calm was shattered and turned into a volcanic eruption!

Fan Lang rushed forward and set off a violent wind. The yellow lightning on the opposite side has also moved, using a weapon card to transform into a spear, shaking it hard, and the lightning on the spear is entwined and crackling.

Huang Dian locked on to Fan Lang with his spiritual eye, and stabbed with a spear in his hand, and the lightning shot out, intertwining into a power grid, trying to trap Fan Lang in it.

Fan Lang jumped forward, like a Dapeng spreading his wings, jumping into the air, his body rotated smartly, his left hand shook hard, and the light spots on his fingers turned into rays of light, and flew towards the yellow lightning.

Secret Technique: Silk Hand!

These rays of light are all condensed by the occult force, and the toughness is very large, and once it touches the body, it will be implicated and limited.

Most of the light missed, except for one ray that stuck to the yellow lightning, and the other end stuck to the ground. The ground here is reinforced and very strong, so don't want to crush it easily.

Huang Dian was startled, and pulled hard, but he couldn't break the silk thread, he was like a prey bound by a spider's silk, and fell into passivity.

"What the hell is this?"

Huang Dian raised the spear in his hand and stabbed at the Xuanli rays, and at this moment, several more rays flew over and stuck to his body, and two more stuck to the spear.

A web of death has shrouded the yellow lightning.

Fan Lang's fingers flicked continuously, constantly ejecting the Xuanli rays, and used the Xuanli rays to stick Huang Dian's death.

Huang Dian was hit by more than a dozen rays of Xuanli rays, as if he had become a rice dumpling with five flowers, almost unable to move. He was shocked, struggled violently, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

This scene ignited the audience, and the audience left the seat and cheered loudly.

In a single room, the faces of the big boss and Dou Bin both changed.

"Didn't you say that Fan Lang had been poisoned? Why is his strength still so strong? I don't see any signs of poisoning, and his shots are as steady and ruthless as before. The big boss said in a deep voice.

"He, he was indeed poisoned, and the waiter saw him drink a large mouthful of poisonous water!" Dou Bin said hurriedly.

"Nonsense, he is obviously not poisoned now, either you guys messed things up, or he detoxified himself!"

"Weakness and blindness are colorless and odorless strange poisons, and it stands to reason that he shouldn't be aware of them. ”

"Logically speaking? What does it mean to be reasonable? Do you think he seems to be a person who can use common sense?"

"No...... It's not like ......."

Dou Bin's cold sweat was dripping down.

The big boss's face was as cloudy as a cloudy day, and he continued to watch the battle with a cold gaze.

In the gladiatorial arena, the outcome has already begun to appear.

"Damn*, how can you keep earning!" Huang Dian's whole body was full of lightning, trying to use the thunder and lightning to break free from the light on his body, but in vain.

In a life-and-death confrontation, a second of sluggishness can lead to death, let alone being fixed for so long.

"You've done groping to the butcher, so chop off your hand first. Fan Lang raised the flaming sword, his expression was like that of an executioner, and walked towards Huang Deng step by step.

"Don't, don't come here!" Huang Dian's face turned pale.

"Wasn't you quite arrogant just now, why are you starting to be scared now?"

Fan Lang snorted coldly, his figure flickered, and he rushed to Huang Dian's approach, the flaming sword in his hand ruthlessly fell, aiming at Huang Dian's hand holding the spear.

Swish!

The fiery red sword aura flashed, and Huang Dian's hand was cut off by a sword.

"Ahh

This is just the beginning.

Fan Lang raised his sword and fell, launched a ruthless slaughter, slashed at Huang Dian's body one after another, and finally made a move of three waves of flames, drowning Huang Deng with flames.

First dismantled eight pieces, and then buried in the fire, this way of death can be described as miserable.

Fan Lang straightened up and stood in the middle of the flames.

His cheers rang out again, and some people were almost crazy, especially gamblers who had bet a lot of money.

This gladiatorial battle will cause the underground arena to lose at least 100,000 taels of silver!

"Undefeated Prodigal!"

"Undefeated Prodigal!"

"Undefeated Prodigal!"

Some people shouted hoarsely.

Fan Lang broke his winning streak, and this will be his last gladiatorial fight in the underground arena. He has won too many times, the underground arena can no longer tolerate it, and to stay any longer is to stand under a dangerous wall.

This isn't the only place to upgrade, it's time for a change.

Fan Lang walked out of the gladiatorial arena and met the female butcher guarding outside, and smiled slightly: "How was this gladiatorial fight just now?"

"Wonderful!" a rare smile appeared on the butcher's face.

"Let's go, go and ask for money, and we'll leave after taking the money. ”

"Tease?"

"It's Dou Bin!"