My Cell Prison

In the eyes of most beings in Black Tower, Fight Club can be regarded as a restricted area.

It's even privately known as the 'Crazy Club'.

Many people cannot understand the meaning of this kind of pure, primitive fighting that abandons all ability and cognition. Moreover, during the fighting process, one needs to bear the risk of sequelae and even death.

But the 'lunatics' who really understand and join the club are all talents and elites from all over the world.

They long to release the most primitive side of their bodies,

Desire to seek a confidant who also wants to release himself,

When they first came to the club, it was as if they had found the Fantasyland in their hearts... without any language communication, they could go from unfamiliar to familiar with the most direct physical collision.

There are even some club members who, due to their unique personalities, are not welcome in the world they belong to, and they regard the club as their home.

When the first level alarm sounded in Heita,

The first thing many members consider is not the safety of their world, but the stability of the club.

Most of the members stay here to maintain the normal operation of the club and carry out about 60% of the usual fighting matches.

…

Bang!

A loud noise echoed through a fighting room, similar to the sound of hitting metal.

The participating party is Han Dong.

Han Dong, who was immersed in the fighting room, was already sweating profusely and took off all his shirt.

Sweat rolls between the thin body but with perfect muscle lines,

The fight resulted in dozens of cuts of varying depths on the body, with the deepest cuts touching the ribs.

but,

The ribs that were supposed to be chopped off only left a shallow slash mark on the surface, and there were even scraps of scraped metal remaining on the surface of the bones.

The hardness is beyond imagination.

As for Han Dong, he stabilized the bottom plate through the stance of zamabu.

The upper body is twisted in a full circle and a half, and the fists are extended vertically.

The fighter who was hit was Steel Breaker Durikov from the sub-super world Iron Steel Continent.

He is at the same pseudo-king level as Han Dong and has been at this level for ten years.

He exchanged a large number of contribution points for the legendary metal material Celestial Steel from the Black Tower, and then used the special forging process of the Steel Continent to 'concentrate and crystallize' the material.

The resulting celestial crystal was not used for weapon forging, but for physical strengthening.

This allows Durikov to have top-notch physical strength at the same level, and also has metal plasticity, which can transform his arms into various metal weapons for fighting.

His record between clubs is 39 wins and 14 losses]

However,

At present, he was completely blown away, with two concave fist marks on his chest... The internal energy attached to the fist caused serious damage to the internal metal structure, making it impossible to rebuild.

The victory or defeat was decided, and noisy discussions immediately broke out outside the stadium.

Durikov actually lost! What a terrible young man... I said at the beginning that if this kid grows up, few of us here can beat him head-on.

The real problem lies in this kid's body. Although Durikov's arm blade was dodged and weakened many times, there were also many times when he grabbed the absolute blind spot and delivered unavoidable slashes.

The slashing attack only cut open the flesh, but failed to destroy the bones at all.

Moreover, the energy that was supposed to penetrate the target's body and shred the internal organs had no effect, as if it had been absorbed by the physical body.

There was a lot of discussion about Han Dong's performance off the court, and many people saw that it was a ** problem.

However, this group of fighters showed no signs of timidity. Instead, they seemed even more excited.

They originally had a spectator attitude, but now they were all eager to give it a try and want to have a 'deep' understanding of each other with Han Dong. valley

At this time,

Han Dong also raised his fist high, not only expressing victory, but also saying that he can fight again and welcomes the next challenger at any time.

The club has rules,

If there are multiple challengers at the same time, Han Dong will choose.

If Han Dong does not make a choice, it will be considered based on multiple factors such as match level, record, authority, etc. There will be a built-in system in the club to select the most suitable challenger.

Han Dong was not familiar with the people present, so he was going to let the system determine it.

While everyone is waiting for the results.

Suddenly there was a sound of footsteps walking side by side outside the house.

Two fighters with very different physiques and special identities came here at the same time.

Walking in front was a skeleton wearing overalls and a straw hat.

The surface of the bones is covered with conspicuous dark gold bone spots.

Judging from the inscription smell emanating from the bone spots and the metallic luster flowing from the surface of the bones.

The hardness of this skeleton is no worse than that of Durikov who just lost. It is harder, more resilient and can even perfectly distribute damage.

Behind the skeleton is a fat man three times its size.

There is no head, a neck covered with black hair, black resentment leaking out through the fat between the fat, and a samurai sword containing the elements of will-o'-the-wisp, flesh organs and refined iron on his waist.

The person who came was none other than Wu Shu and his friend Xi Mui.

One is fat and the other is thin, one is tall and the other is short, a perfect combination of fat and fine bones.

Although both of them are in lower positions, they have been greatly improved after this period of experience.

Especially the headless one who beheaded and ate the third incarnation of Mr. Teacher during his visit to B.B.C... he was almost able to form a 'head virtual image' under the circumstances.

The strength is infinitely close to the middle].

When the two enter the field,

Xisui's eyes immediately focused on the surface of Han Dong's body, and he noticed the special bone structure through the cut marks on the body surface.

Well...it's completely different from before. This is not a change that growth can bring about.

It must be possible to form such a skeleton by practicing some kind of bone technique or being nourished by some kind of world-class material.

Leaderless, let me have a fight with this kid first.

Um.

Wu Shu took advantage of his close relationship with Han Dong to directly decide on the next challenger.

When Xi Meduo entered the venue, onlookers also made way for a passage.

They are also looking forward to Xizui's performance, and want to see who has harder bones between Xizui and Han Dong, who is a higher level of hardness.

Before the fight begins,

Ximui was doing a rather funny warm-up exercise, twisting every bone and joint in his body, and even applying a lubricant similar to Vaseline.

“Nicholas, your skeleton is very interesting, but according to my bone marrow induction, you should not be fully cultivated yet.

If you can beat me in the next fighting match... I will give you some 'skeletal' level guidance after the match, and even physical help.

When Han Dong heard this, he immediately started to move his arms and rotate his cervical spine.

Then he moved his right foot forward slightly, assuming a fighting posture unique to him.

The right arm is in front, vertically downward in front of the body as a shield]

The left arm is behind, hanging by the side of the face as a spear]

Okay! Mr. Ximui is ready, I will use all my strength.