Chapter 16: Draw a knife and cut Xiaocheng

　　 While other clones ridiculed Zhang Fan while eating meat, one clone, like Zhang Fan, sent the plate out of the gap.
　　 This is the friendly clone in the room to the left of Zhang Fan.
　　 This surprised Zhang Fan.
　　 The clone was obviously also surprised. He looked at Zhang Fan and said, "You don't eat human meat?"
　　 Zhang Fan nodded.
　　 The clone was overjoyed, as if it had found a confidant.
　　 "I thought I was the only one who survived. I didn't expect there to be other people. It's great to see another person who doesn't eat human flesh!"
　　 The other clones sneered: "Even if you survive from below, can you survive for another 28 days?"
　　 "Even if you don't eat or drink, you can live for 28 days. When it comes to the chaos, do you still have the strength?"
　　 "It's not the meat on the cutting board by then, waiting to be chopped and eaten?"
　　The friendly clone said to Zhang Fan: "Don't pay attention to them, in short, we are humans, how can we eat the same kind of meat? Since we can persist from below, then we can also persist until after the chaos. Trust me!"
　　 Zhang Fan hasn't talked much to anyone for more than 20 days.
　　 In these twenty-odd days, he almost came here in despair and struggle.
　　 Now that I can hear such heart-warming words suddenly, I can't help but feel a touch in my heart.
　　 nodded: "Yeah."
　　 In order to divert his attention, he put on the helmet and goggles again.
　　 The scene in front of him once again moved to the stone room of the Colosseum.
　　 He resisted the constant hunger in his belly and began to practice drawing and cutting.
　　 Such a diversion, it really worked.
　　 The hunger in his belly has diminished a lot.
　　 He takes a short break every few hours of practice.
　　 If it is an average person, it is simply impossible to withstand such a high intensity and such a boring exercise.
　　 However, Zhang Fan had to grit his teeth and persist in order that he could walk out alive after the chaos.
　　 Such persistence took more than ten days.
　　 In the past ten days, he felt hungry many times.
　　 But he kept suggesting that he had eaten so many blood beads before, and the energy in it was enough to live a long time.
　　 This kind of hunger is just a habitual signal from my stomach.
　　 Sure enough, such psychological hints are still effective.
　　 His hunger gradually disappeared, and with the passage of time, his body did not become too weak.
　　 After more than ten days of practice, his drawing and cutting has also made great progress.
　　 When he first started practicing, every time he drew his sword, an afterimage would appear.
　　 And now, he is so close that he will not even appear afterimages.
　　 Every time you draw the knife, you can't see what he did, you just feel that his right arm seems to move.
　　 There were two sounds at the same time, and he had already completed the action of drawing and closing the knife.
　　 Tachibana Ukyo said to Zhang Fan: "The afterimage disappears, which shows that you have reached a small level of slashing."
　　 "Then...to what extent is it considered a great achievement?"
　　 Zhang Fan asked.
　　 "When you are almost at the same time when the sound of drawing and closing the knife coincides, and it sounds like a sound, it will be considered a great success."
　　 Zhang Fan looked firm and said: "It seems that I am still far behind. I will continue to practice."
　　 said, Zhang Fan planned to practice again.
　　 But Tachibana Ukyo shook his head at this time and stopped him.
　　 "From childhood to master, it is a long process, requiring many years of practice. Now that the minor is reached, the first stage of teaching is over, and it is time to enter the next stage-actual combat."
　　 Zhang Fan couldn't help being excited when he heard it.
　　 Although he tried to endure the practice for more than 20 days, he couldn't help feeling boring in his heart.
　　 Now that he has finally reached Xiaocheng, he also wants to try his power of drawing a sword.
　　 Tachibana Ukyo went on to say: "In the actual combat stage, as long as you can use the knife to slash and win 100 games in a row in the Colosseum below, you will be considered as passing."
　　Hundred consecutive victories?
　　 This number sounds scary, but Zhang Fan feels that, at the speed of drawing his sword, it's okay to win ten games in a row.
　　 Practice a little bit more, winning a hundred games in a row is nothing.
　　 Thinking of this, Zhang Fan nodded immediately.
　　 He just nodded, and when the scene changed before his eyes, he had already appeared in the Colosseum.
　　 a huge circular venue, one layer of stands, tens of thousands of crazy spectators.
　　 All this is so real.
　　 Zhang Fan couldn't help but rubbed the sand under his feet with his feet, then squatted down and twisted with his hands.
　　 The sand is blowing gently with the wind.
　　 Indeed, this scene is simply too real.
　　 The games with the main screen like "Back to the Water" I played before, compared to this scene, are simply pediatrics.
　　 Above the Colosseum, a very provocative voice came.
　　 "Next, our newcomer, Zhang Fan. He will challenge the 100-game winning streak..."
　　 Before the voice was finished, boos all around the scene.
　　 "Cut, a newcomer, who wants to challenge a hundred consecutive victories, is beyond self-reliance!"
　　 "Is he going crazy?"
　　 "This kid is a novice, I don't know how good the gladiators in our Colosseum are."
　　 "It's been a long time since I saw a newcomer being tortured and killed. Today is a blessing."
　　……
　　 The ridicule of these people came into Zhang Fan's ears clearly, making him angry.
　　 Imagine how terrifying the ridicule of more than ten thousand people is like a torrent.
　　 But Zhang Fan has gone through so much, and his will is very firm.
　　 And he knows this is just a virtual world, in order to stimulate the practitioner, he made deliberate ridicule.
　　 So he ignored the taunts and put the two shadow blades together.
　　 This is longer, the attack range is larger, and the power is stronger.
　　 After doing this, he intently looked at the opposite exit.
　　 The very provocative voice sounded again.
　　 "The opponent in the first game is the black tiger who has won 32 consecutive victories"
　　 "Hua"
　　 As soon as the sound fell, there was a loud noise on the scene.
　　 "This guy is dead when he meets a black tiger."
　　 "Black Tiger~EbookFREE.me~ specializes in torturing and killing new people."
　　 "Although the black tiger is also a rookie, he only played 32 games. But with 32 consecutive victories, this kid is waiting to die."
　　 "In addition to the two strongest players in the Colosseum, the black tiger is the first to achieve 30 consecutive victories. Moreover, the black tiger is extremely brutal, especially when it comes to newcomers, they are often tortured."
　　 "This kid is too pitiful. I met a black tiger when I first came here. It's really miserable. But...I like it, hahahaha..."
　　 Amidst the ridicule of these people, a person walked across the entrance.
　　 This person is a black person, very strong, two meters tall.
　　 is extremely vicious, with a blood-red "king" tattoo on his head.
　　 As soon as he came out, he punched his chest with his fist, and roared up to the sky: "Hoo"
　　 What came out of his throat turned out to be a tiger roar.
　　 With this tiger roar, the audience boiled again.
　　The very provocative voice said: "Listen, the black tiger has declared war. His voice is still so powerful and domineering..."
　　 Before he finished speaking, the black tiger suddenly rose up and ran towards Zhang Fan.
　　 The expression on his face is so happy, like a wild beast seeing its prey.
　　 When he ran, his footsteps were so domineering: BoomBoomBoom
　　 The ground shook.
　　 A few seconds later, he came to Zhang Fan, raised a huge fist, and blasted towards Zhang Fan, yelling: "Novice, taste Lao Tzu's fist..."
　　哧哧
　　 There were two consecutive knives.
　　 The black tiger didn't finish his voice, and suddenly stood still, motionless.
　　 After a while, boom
　　 is like a wall, crashing to the ground.
　　 The entire Colosseum was silent for a moment...