Pirate’s I’ll become stronger by fishing

The bright moon hangs high, and the bright moon shines on the earth.

But night is night, and there is always darkness that cannot be seen.

A white palace stands on a huge rock platform.

Although it was ten o'clock in the evening, more people entered this hall than during the day.

Because the good show only started in the evening.

Outside the hall, five masked adults and a child walked in with the crowd scattered one after another.

Zhang Jun walked in alone, Hill and Lan Ling plus Xiao Shi Lang all the way, Gui Mo Yan and Mi Suo Jia all the way.

Zhang Jun is responsible for the assassination, Hill and Lanling are responsible for driving away the crowd, and Gui Moyan and Misuga create chaos.

Of course, after Xiao Shi Lang's constant requests, Zhang Jun decided to leave the house to him.

Taking advantage of the crowds, Zhang Jun noticed that Xiao Shi Lang secretly threw things like stones toward some corners from time to time.

These are new explosives he made. The specific power is not clear, but he is very confident.

The ability of Bomb Master can be mastered as long as it is obtained, anyway, it is like opening up.

Zhang Jun looked around again and walked towards the second floor of the hall.

In the middle of the first floor of the hall, there is a sunken circular open space, this is the duel field.

There is a door on each side of the open space.

"It's kind of like the Colosseum..."

Zhang Jun murmured silently in his heart.

Suddenly, Zhang Jun's heart moved, and he subconsciously looked at the VIP room in the area opposite the second floor.

Sure enough, Zhang Jun saw a decent person walking into the private room led by a few nodding and bowing people.

"Luke!"

Zhang Jun, who had seen the portrait of Major General Luke beforehand, narrowed his eyes, and no one noticed the cruel smile on his mouth under the cover of the golden dragon mask.

"The combat power of 2600 is lower than Xiu March as I thought, but didn't Xiu March say that he can reach the lieutenant general threshold?"

The lieutenant general who impressed Zhang Jun the most was naturally Karp, who was in the air, so the lieutenant generals he imagined should be very powerful.

But the last time Xiu March said that, he broke his imagination. After that, he thought that maybe the average lieutenant general was only about 3,000.

So this major general must almost reach this level, which surprised Zhang Jun a little bit.

Just when Zhang Jun was ready to move in the direction of Luke's private room, there was a sudden noise in the field.

Following everyone's eyes, I saw two shirtless brawny men walking out of the two doors of the duel arena.

There are no weapons in his hands.

Zhang Jun observed that the faces of these two men were full of scars, and their eyes were full of killing intent.

But keenly he discovered that behind the killing intent was pain, fear, and helplessness.

"Today is a blessing! No. 51 and No. 37 are all hot spots!"

"Yes, they are all characters who have won 30 games in a row! As long as you win 20 more games, you can be free!"

"Hey! You don't really believe it? How can they be free?"

"It's all thanks to Lord Luke's blessing, so that we can see such a duel!"

…

Seeing and hearing the domineering blessing, Zhang Jun clearly heard the conversation around him.

His face is getting ugly.

How can he tolerate such a thing happening from modern times?

Off the court, amidst the roar of the crowd, the referee's hand took advantage of the situation.

No. 51 and No. 37 rushed to each other instantly, fighting fiercely like wild animals.

The fist hits the flesh, and within a short while, both sides begin to bleed.

But past experience tells them that there is only life and death!

In a corner of the evil hall, Hill wearing a rabbit mask covered the eyes of Xiao Shirou wearing a piggy mask.

She bit her lip, her eyes full of unbearable.

And Lan Ling, wearing the mask of the Moon God, looked at the scene coldly, and the air around him seemed to be stagnant.

In the other corner, Gui Moyan, wearing a ghost mask, puts his hands around his chest, his red pupils flashing bloodthirsty killing intent.

And Missoga, wearing a clown mask, exclaimed for a while, sympathized for a while, and cheered for a while, just like a real clown.

Seeing that the atmosphere in the arena became more and more hot, Zhang Jun quietly approached the private room where laughter came from time to time.

Zhang Jun turned his head calmly and nodded to his companions in two directions, letting them act on their own.

Immediately, Zhang Jun's element turned into a piece of electric light, entering the private room at a lightning speed.

As soon as he entered the private room, Zhang Jun saw that the polite Luke was holding a revealing girl with his right hand, while his left hand was occasionally raising a wine glass and clinking with the surrounding people.

Looking down the single-sided mirror in front of him, he happened to be able to see the clearest bloody scene.

Zhang Jun acted in an instant, and the thunder blood was unsheathed and turned into a purple light towards his neck.

However, Luke's reaction was surprisingly fast, and he stopped the girl on his right in front of him without hesitation.

Zhang Jun frowned and closed his hand instantly.

"who are you?!"

Luke immediately shouted when he saw this.

At this time, the people outside the private room reacted to the assassination.

Because all this happened so quickly.

Lan Ling and others in the two corners also started to act.

The white mist instantly enveloped the entire space, and Gui Moyan cut a blade of light to the ground from time to time, causing chaos.

Hill took Xiao Shi Lang and started to set up bombs, while Lan Ling used the air to force the crowd out of the hall.

In the private room, Zhang Jun didn't hesitate at all.

The entire room was instantly shrouded in lightning, and everyone suffered the same degree of damage.

Taking advantage of everyone's paralysis, the thunder blood in Zhang Jun's hand leaped out, and a purple light flashed straight to Luke's eyebrows.

Luke was shocked, his body reacted at the moment of life and death crisis.

Both hands were dyed in pitch-black armed color and domineeringly stopped in front of his eyebrows.

Cang!

Although his hand was almost severed, it was stopped anyway.

However, he just breathed a sigh of relief, the bounced thunder blood pierced through his head!

"Rubbish!"

Zhang Jun held the thunder blood flying back, wiped the blood from the knife on his body, and said something disdainfully.

"You, uh, uh uh uh..."

Luke raised his fingers slightly to point to Zhang Jun, his eyes pale and weakly fell.

Zhang Jun didn't stop, turned around and walked out of the private room.