Diamandi nodded in satisfaction, then stretched and left the platform. He didn't want to continue watching.
In the prison cell of the bullfighting arena, the soldiers carried Chen Feng into the prison cell, threw some medicine and bandages, and left in a hurry.
There were no doctors here to treat the injured prisoner swordsmen. They would only leave some medical supplies behind before leaving.
Leaving the medicine behind was only because the bullfighting arena did not want the money tree in their hands to die. Otherwise, how could these sword warriors, who were like prisoners, be ignored?
Chen Feng lay on the cold ground, enduring the pain and bandaging his chest.
After stopping the blood from flowing out, Chen Feng hugged the blood rain brought by the soldiers and lay on the wall to rest.
"Hu! Fortunately, his bones were not injured. Otherwise, even with the Sacred Weapon Honing Method, it would take him a few days to recover!”Chen Feng let out a sigh of relief.
As the saying went, it would take a hundred days to heal a wound. Chen Feng had gained a deeper understanding of the Saint Weapon Honing Method in the past month. Other than honing his physique and recovering his stamina, he also had a powerful recovery ability. In the past, he had relied on cultivating the Saint Weapon Honing Method at night to recover from his injuries after battles. For an injury that did not hurt his bones, it would take at least a month for others to recover. However, for Chen Feng, it would only take a night.
"Looks like I can't cultivate today!”Chen Feng felt the wound that would be pulled if he moved. He shook his head and closed his eyes.
Although he knew that such injuries would recover in a night, it was obvious that he could not cultivate. He could only wait until tomorrow to cultivate.
The moment he closed his eyes, Chen Feng fell into a deep sleep. Only when night fell did Chen Feng wake up. He cultivated the Saint Weapon tempering method and absorbed the starlight from the outside world.
The next day!
When Chen Feng woke up, he tore open the bandage that wrapped his chest, revealing a cross-shaped scar that covered his chest.
"It has indeed recovered!" Chen Feng looked down at the scar on his chest and chuckled. The wound had indeed healed.
As for the scars left behind, Chen Feng did not care at all. The Saint Weapon Tempering Method could heal injuries, but it could not remove scars. He had long known this.
Shua ~
Chen Feng casually moved his fists and legs and threw out a few punches. The fist wind in the cell was wanton, setting off waves of wind.
Chen Feng's eyes flashed, and he smiled. It seemed that yesterday's desperate battle was not without rewards.
"His strength and speed are much stronger than yesterday. It seems that he has broken through the limits of his body and his strength has increased!”Chen Feng muttered to himself in satisfaction.
Battles were the easiest way to improve one's strength. Chen Feng was like this now. Compared to yesterday, his strength had increased by quite a bit. If he could only unleash three Sword Ripples with his physical strength yesterday, he could slash out four Sword Ripples now.
"However, this kind of strength is still not enough. It might be able to show off in the four seas, but it's still too weak in the great sea route, let alone in the new world!”Chen Feng did not become arrogant just because his strength had increased a little. Instead, he was very calm.
"Next, I still have to continue cultivating my physique. Moreover, I have to increase my sword speed as soon as possible and learn the Godly Speed Saber Drawing Technique. Only then can I increase my strength and leave this damn place!”Chen Feng thought firmly in his heart.
With determination, Chen Feng immediately threw himself into cultivation and arranged tasks for himself. He would cultivate Sword Dao in the morning and temper his physique in the afternoon. He would try his best not to waste any time to improve his strength.
Two hours passed in the blink of an eye. Chen Feng had already done three sets of push-ups on the ground. Each set was 3,000 push-ups, and his body was covered in sweat.
Chen Feng frowned slightly as he sat in the push-ups. However, this was not because he was tired. He was just dissatisfied with his current cultivation.
" My current physique is more than ten times stronger than that of a navy elite. It's just that it's very difficult for ordinary exercises to make me feel the fatigue that I used to feel. I have to find some heavy objects so that I can carry out weight-bearing exercises!”Chen Feng thought to himself.
Pa!
Just as Chen Feng was thinking about this, he suddenly heard footsteps coming from the corridor. Chen Feng's body stopped and he stopped cultivating. He stood up and looked outside the prison cell.
A few soldiers with long spears on their backs walked to the door of the prison cell and opened it. The leader of the soldiers shouted,"You have a battle today. Come out!”
Chen Feng's eyes flashed. He had only gone on stage yesterday, and it was actually his turn today. This was different from the past.
"What happened? Don't I usually only get to play in two or three days?”Chen Feng said in a deep voice.
"Cut the crap! If I tell you to go on stage, go on stage!" The leading soldier shouted.
"Huh?" Chen Feng's gaze turned cold. He suddenly tapped his feet and appeared in front of the leading soldier like a cheetah in the blink of an eye. Before he could react, he grabbed his neck and lifted him up.
"Oh!" The leading soldier did not expect Chen Feng to suddenly attack. His feet left the ground, and the huge force on his neck made his face turn red, as if he was about to suffocate. A feeling of death appeared in his heart.
"What are you doing? Let go of our captain!" The soldiers at the side were also shocked. They hurriedly raised their guns and aimed at Chen Feng as they shouted.
Chen Feng ignored the soldiers around him and looked coldly at the squad leader who was being strangled by him. He said coldly,"Although I'm locked up here, it doesn't mean that anyone can offend me. Killing you is as easy as flipping my hand, understand?”
The squad leader was already so scared that he almost peed his pants. The fear of death made him unable to speak. He looked at Chen Feng with a pleading gaze.
"Humph!" Chen Feng flung his hand and threw the other party to the ground. His cold eyes looked down at the other party and said coldly,"I'll let you off this time, but as a price, I want you to help me find enough weights. Don't refuse, otherwise, as long as you're still in the bullfighting arena, I'll find you and kill you the moment I get out of the cell!”
After saying that, Chen Feng's killing intent, which had been formed after a month of killing, enveloped the squad leader who was sitting on the ground, making him shiver.
The squad leader had long been frightened by Chen Feng. After hearing his words, how could he dare to resist? He nodded repeatedly. The fear of death just now had already made him fear Chen Feng in his heart, and he was even more afraid that the other party would kill him.
Seeing the other party nod, Chen Feng dissipated his killing intent and walked out of the prison cell with a dark expression. The soldier and the squad leader at the side also followed behind Chen Feng with fear.
- Dividing Line!
Boom!
A resplendent sword wave slashed onto a large saber in the bullfighting arena, causing a huge boom. Countless cracks appeared on the arena.
"Ah ~!"
A burly man holding a broadsword screamed in pain. His body was cut by the sharp Qi of the sword wave, and several shocking wounds appeared on his body. Blood flowed out, and the broadsword in his hand fell to the ground weakly. His body fell to the ground and lost his life.
On the other side of the arena, Chen Feng was on one knee, panting heavily. His eyes were emitting a sharp gaze.
This was already the third contestant. Chen Feng did not expect the Bullfighting Arena to give him " special " treatment. Just like yesterday, he would have to fight three rounds.
Moreover, the participants of these three battles were not simple characters. Almost every one of them was not inferior to the people who used the Knight's Sword yesterday. If it was not for the fact that his strength had increased a lot compared to yesterday, he would probably have died after three battles.
But now, even though Chen Feng was extremely exhausted, he still managed to kill three people in a row and obtain victory.
"Oh! Awesome, haha! I knew I would win money by betting on the silver-haired Chen Feng!”
"Damn it! This Chen Feng actually won again. The three of them took turns to go on stage without killing him. He made me lose money!”
The audience cheered and raged.
"Everyone who has lost money, don't be so angry. In the future, Chen Feng will play every day and fight three players in a row.”At this moment, the shoutcaster shouted excitedly after seeing that the battle had ended.
Chen Feng's body trembled, and his expression darkened. It seemed that he had been targeted by someone, and he could not help but think of who this person was.
"Diamandi! Just you wait, sooner or later I will kill you and destroy the entire House of Don Quiquettes!”Chen Feng gritted his teeth in his heart.
Chen Feng's situation in the bullfighting arena had changed since Diamandi's appearance. There was no doubt that it was the other party's doing.
However, even though there were thousands of flames of anger in his heart, Chen Feng could only suppress it as he was not strong enough. He turned this anger into his motivation to become stronger.
Today's three battles had ended. Chen Feng could also go down the stage and was directly escorted back to his cell.
When he returned to the prison cell, Chen Feng saw a pile of lead weights in the originally empty prison cell. There were dumbbells, barbells, and a thick stack of lead pieces.
Beside these weights, the squad leader who had been intimidated by Chen Feng was standing carefully.
"Huh?" When Chen Feng saw these weights, his tired body suddenly became spirited and he strode over.
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