Chapter 2477 Coming to the door
“Who said there was trouble?” Fang Heng said seriously with a straight face: “It’s just a friendly discussion, please leave it alone and lead the way.”
The smile on Zheng Zheyu’s face Somewhat stiff.
Friendly discussion?
Whoever believes what you say is stupid!
"Hurry up, don't waste time."
"Uh... Okay, I'll take you there."
After hesitating for a moment, Zheng Zheyu shrank his neck and quickly followed.
What the hell!
Anyway, it’s a death.
It's over, it's over!
At the same time, the supervisor on the 120th floor of the White Prison Tower monitors the room.
Through the surveillance screen, a group of high-level supervisors showed some appreciation in their eyes when they saw clearly the scene of the battle that had just occurred in Area A.
Several people wearing red fang masks were discussing in front of the screen.
“I haven’t seen Death here for a long time.”
"Indeed, no more than before, he can still maintain the state of death now. This person is very extraordinary."
A supervisor checked the information about Fang Heng's realm and suddenly discovered something strange, "Huh? He? The strength of the boundary position is only S Level? Very strange.”
“Well, I also realize this, and according to our past intelligence information, the mainstream academic field in this world is not necromancy, but the remnants and origins of the ancient barbarian kings. Yu’s natural fighting skills… ..."
"It may be because of the long time ago. The rating was assessed hundreds of years ago. It is possible that something may have happened in that realm over such a long time. We have sent people there to conduct further research. The investigation is a long way, and it will take some time to get feedback. "
"Taken together, the current strength of the realm has reached the standard. We can consider handing over D-level demon species for sealing. If it is higher, it may be too high. There will be risks.”
"Well, continue to observe."
In the crowd, the supervisor wearing a purple fang mask had a significantly higher status. He nodded and said in a deep voice: "Master 'Devil' is not here at the moment. Everything will wait. Let Master Demon Seed make a decision after he comes back. Even if he is capable, there will still be a period of time before he can become an SSS-level competitor. Time is enough for Lord Demon to return."
"Understood."
"Uh, wait, you see, Fang Bai is going to the 61st floor?"
Everyone looked in the direction pointed by a monitor and frowned when they saw the elevator screen corresponding to a certain surveillance.
"Eh? This kid really went to the 61st floor."
"S-class E area? Why did he go there for nothing?"
The supervisor on the 61st floor suddenly felt his heart skip a beat, and he had an idea. A bad premonition.
Oops, this guy Fang Bai is uneasy and kind-hearted!
There is a high probability that he did not go to the 61st floor to make things happen.
"I'll go over and take a look."
......
On the elevator, Zheng Zheyu gave Fang Heng a general introduction to the unspoken rules of the White Prison Arena.
Fang Heng has roughly figured out the structure of the White Prison Arena.
Starting from S level, the White Prison Arena has been divided into various areas on a floor basis, and each area has its own supervisor.
The strength between each floor is generally strong and weak.
Since the monthly limited assigned battles are decided between each floor, most of the floors are hostile.
Under normal circumstances, competitors on each floor rarely move around each other.
Not to mention that the opponent is still the opponent in the next competition.
If you go there rashly, it will be considered a provocation.
At that time, the entire floor will share the same hatred and deal with foreign enemies together.
After all, if the floor is bullied, they will also be affected.
“Ding dong!”
The elevator bell rang, and the elevator doors on both sides moved outward.
Fang Heng took half a step out and looked towards the door.
Several people gathered in the lobby on the 61st floor immediately noticed the faces of Fang Heng and Zheng Zheyu.
Why are the people from Area A here?
Suddenly, several eyes focused on their faces.
“I’m looking for someone.” Fang Heng looked at the four people in the hall, nodded lightly and said, “Diorio, do you know each other?”
“Looking for me? ”
By chance, Diorio was in the hall.
When he saw Fang Heng, his eyelids twitched slightly and asked: "What's the matter?"
Fang Heng looked at Diorio and said calmly: "The next game , you give up."
"What? "
Diorio suddenly wondered if he had heard it wrong, and then laughed as if he had heard some extremely funny joke, "You want me to admit defeat? Are you looking for trouble?”
While they were talking, they heard the quarrel. Many people came out of the guest rooms and gathered towards the hall, faintly surrounding Fang Heng and the two of them.
"Whatever you think is fine. By the way, there are others. The same goes for others. If you see that your opponent is me in the next match, surrender as soon as possible. Don't waste my time. If you let I'll come to you personally, but things won't be solved that easily..."
"Mad! What are you pretending to be! This is what I should say to you, give up in the next game!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Diorio's heart suddenly jumped.
Suddenly, Heng's figure flashed in front of him and disappeared in front of him.
What!
Flash!
In the state of death, Fang Heng was extremely fast, closing the distance with Diorio almost instantly, and then immediately used the blinking skill of the death scythe to appear behind Diorio.
“Hoo!!”
The scythe of death passed by!
A shadow exploded behind Diorio.
Huh?
Fang Heng's heart moved and he took a few steps back.
Diorio was blown away to the right by the dark explosion wave behind him. He immediately rolled twice on the ground, stabilized his body, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
He felt it. When the dark light exploded, he was only a little bit away from death!
Fortunately, something helped him block the blow.
Diorio panted heavily, slowly turning his head and looking at the middle-aged man wearing a red fang mask standing aside.
The 61st floor supervisor.
Diorio clasped his fists in the direction of the supervisor to express his gratitude, and then looked at Fang Heng's figure that reappeared in mid-air, with deep fear in his eyes.
This guy’s strength is terrifying!
In that move just now, he didn't even see the opponent's attack clearly from beginning to end!
Everyone on the 61st floor in the rest of the hall fell silent for a moment when they saw this.
Good guy!
If it hadn’t been for the Inspector’s action, Diorio would have been killed in one move!
Is this newcomer so terrifying?
The middle-aged man in the red fang mask looked at Fang Heng and said coldly: "I remember someone reminded you not to kill here."
"I'm sorry about this."
Fang Heng shrugged.
I said I was sorry, but I didn’t mean to apologize at all.
“It’s a competition. I didn’t expect him to be so weak. I’ll pay attention next time.”
Zheng Zheyu, who came with Fang Heng, couldn't help but shudder when he heard this.
Discuss?
What a ghost! How can there be such a discussion?
It seems that Fang Bai said the same thing last time. The supervisor on the 61st floor looked at Fang Heng and remained silent.