When he woke up, the sun was about to set. Fang Chang changed his clothes at the garment shop. He had a black tight combat suit all over his body. His hands and feet were designed looser, revealing five nails, completely designed in the form of a beast. According to Fang Chang, there were very few techniques that could turn himself into another form, and each sect was inherited from the sect. Fang Chang didn't want anyone to see that he had such techniques, which caused a disaster.

His strength and body can be explained by body refining techniques, and his sharp claws can also be explained as weapons sewn on his clothes. Weapons are not prohibited from being used in the war arena. If you have the ability, you will not be fouled when you come up with magic weapons.

In order to better cover up, Fang Chang sewed a layer of shiny iron sheets on people's claws, and a lot of them were also put on the chest. The inner layer of the iron sheets was sewn with thick fur. Although this was not very useful in the face of magic, it could still reduce some damage, and it also made this suit look like a thing. The sewn aunt didn't say anything. There were so many middle-aged and second-tier young people who liked to wear strange clothes like this.

The aunt gave a lot of suggestions for the final headband design. The outer layer of the mask is a silver skull, and the inner layer is a headband made of leather with strong transparency and stretchability. After wearing the mask, it feels different. It is shining with silver. Combined with his battle suit, it can scare people from the outside.

When Fang Chang got home, he found that his micro brain was constantly flashing with blue light. Zhou Qing sent a lot of messages, roughly the same words.

"exist?"

"Reply to me."

"Are you angry?"

"I'm really sorry if I confused you yesterday."

"Don't bother me or not, please."

Did she confess her love yesterday?

Fang Chang was in a very complicated mood and didn't know what to reply to the micro-brain, but if she didn't reply, she was afraid that she would think too much. A little girl experienced the things yesterday, and her life and death were hanging on the line, and her emotions and psychology would be affected.

So Fang Chang replied in the end, "Don't think too much, have a good rest."

Fang Changzai never thought about love and love. For Zhou Qing, he just regarded her as a friend, and should be considered a friend, otherwise it would be normal for him to do that yesterday. Thinking of the word "friend", Fang Changzai always thought he would be far away from him. He had no friends, so he should say that he had never really cared about a friend.

Classmates are just classmates. When they are in school, everyone may have fun and gather together, and then leave school, so they will no longer contact each other. Is this a friend? No, at least in Fang Chang's opinion, it is not. He has never cared about the so-called friendship and false feelings. His heart is very small, and he only cares about his own family. This is what Fang Chang has always thought. He never thought that someone would really want to be his friend, care about him, and be nervous about his feelings.

Fang Changzai sighed. Today might be his last day. He wanted to call his parents, but he was afraid that they would worry. But these things could not be explained. Why did they worry about it? After thinking about it, he still let it go. What he couldn't let go of was Fang Changle. Fang Changle's personality inherited from his mother. He looked like a strong girl on the surface, but he was quite sensitive and fragile inside.

Because parents often have to go on business trips, Fang Changle has been taking care of him since he was born, and from the baby to now, he has been... Fang Changle has been taking care of him and growing up with him. Perhaps in the role of family, Fang Changle is more like his mother.

Fang Chang wanted to write a suicide note, but after thinking about it, he put down the pen he raised, remembering all the past, and thanked too much and said too much. He seemed that except for thanks and other words that he said to them, he could not write any other valuable things. At least he had to say how to repay the kindness, but what could he do and what could he leave for them? Is it only sad, sad? His younger brother and son really failed.

Yes, I haven't been able to repay them yet, why should I die?! What qualifications are you qualified to die!!!

It's just a fight, who is afraid of whom!!

......

"Here you come."

Fang Chang nodded to Sister Li and said, "I won't lose."

Sister Li threw a bottle of elixir to Fang Chang, "Hold it to you."

Fang Chang opened it and smelled the fragrance inside. This was the bone-generating pill given to them by the man in the dress yesterday. However, there was another small blue pill inside.

"The white bone-generating pill can recover injuries, and the water-repair pill can recover water spiritual energy. The war-fire are not as rich as you Feiyue. These pills are inferior products and can only be taken once in thirty minutes, so it is useless to give you more. The opponents you face this time are not simple, especially the latter two. They all have the strength to challenge the third level of Qi Condensation. You must be careful not to fight them head-on, if you can, you can hide."

"Thank you." Fang Chang bowed to Sister Li.

This time he stepped onto the ring step by step, and the large platform with a diameter of 300 meters was opened for him alone. The audience was already full of spectators, and this time it was even more popular than yesterday, with twice the number of people.

The blood-red words "Twenty Minutes of Death" light up on the screen above, and many words below, "betting rate below three minutes is 1.1", "betting rate after three minutes is 1.3", "betting rate after five minutes is 1.5"... "Successfully survived 3.8"

He was really not optimistic. Even with the scene yesterday, most people still chose that he could not live for three minutes. This is normal. Yesterday he killed a layer of Qi Condensation, and the process was also somewhat coincidental. But the most important thing is the information provided by the field party. What it shows is that Fang Chang was learning body refining skills and was good at claw attacks.

Body refiners are not favored. First, body refining skills are very wasteful of time and resources. Second, body refining results are slow, and it is very likely that even the magic of using the first level of Qi Condensation for three to five years can't resist it. Third, cultivators use magic to compete, and few people fight close-up battles, so body refiners are usually pulled away and beaten, just like Zhou Qing. If the spiritual energy is abundant and the magic is released more often, Zhou Qing will not be able to get close to her at all.

Fang Changzai is still very young and has not been practicing for a long time. It is hard to believe that he can take care of both ends, so most people are not optimistic about him, so the gambling rate is naturally obvious.

Fang Chang's entry attracted the attention of the big guys on the high platform. Seeing Fang Chang's dazzling outfit, he couldn't help but breathe. There were actually very few big guys on the high platform who really understood fighting. To attract their attention, most of the firemen chose scary enough outfits and then took a name that was easy to remember, so that they could be remembered and followed.

If Fang Chang was thinking of getting more rewards, he should have roared like other fire, making himself look very powerful. These are all tricks here. But Fang Changzai didn't intend to please them, just being watched like this, Fang Changzai felt disgusting. In his vision, every floor here was stained with black blood, and the air here was full of disgusting filth.

As the bell rang, a twenty-minute countdown appeared above the large screen.

A man in white clothes started the game, and the white clothes showed a hideous smile, as if he was looking at a tender prey. This ring match was simply a gift to him. As long as he could kill Fang Changzai, he would get a reward of 200,000 for nothing, which was much better than usual ring matches.

As for the little devil in front of me, is it difficult to kill him? He is just a low-level physical refiner, as long as he is not close to him...

“Where did you go?”

Baiyi found that Fang Chang suddenly disappeared in front of him. When his eyes just reacted and aimed at the lower right, the silver-black figure was approaching, and his sharp claws penetrated from underneath and pierced their chin.

Snap instantly!!

Fang Chang shook the blood on his claws and stood quietly beside Baiyi, who was still twitching and bleeding. The surroundings became quiet, followed by extremely enthusiastic shouts and applause.
Chapter completed!