Elderly warriors on the battlefield of all races

Chapter 41 Crazy Cook
After the ten-game winning streak ended, Zhang Mu's breathing was even calm and without any fluctuations.

Because he kept harvesting blood and energy, not only was it not consumed, but he became more and more powerful as the battle went on.

For other warriors, each battle would consume a lot of spiritual power, and few people could maintain ten consecutive victories. The reason is that the spiritual power in their bodies is not enough to support ten consecutive battles.

However, Zhang Mu had no such concerns at all. He hardly consumed any spiritual energy and was able to fight for a long time relying solely on his strong physical body.

This is also the advantage of a strong physical body, and the sustained combat capability far exceeds that of ordinary warriors.

In addition, his energy and blood increased instead of decreasing.

It is proved that as long as he is given enough monsters to kill, he can kill until the sky is dark, sweeping all the way and finally becoming invincible.

"Ding dong."

Before leaving the Colosseum, Zhang Mu received the proceeds from his winning bet.

This time he bet 10 billion, and his chance of winning nearly doubled. The 10 billion doubled directly to 20 billion. After deducting the commission from the Colosseum, he still had 19.8 billion left, which went directly into his account.

Adding the remaining 5 billion in his own bank card, the Colosseum made a total of more than 20 billion this time.

A real blood profit.

A full wallet made Zhang Mu in a good mood.

By the way, he still has the 51.2 million bonus for his ten consecutive wins, which he hasn’t received yet.

This wave of wealth harvest made Zhang Mu unable to suppress the upward curve of his lips.

A fortune of more than 20 billion is enough to greatly improve his martial arts qualifications.

He has already figured out how to manage his 25 billion fortune. At least he can now buy things that he couldn't afford before with confidence.

Thinking of this, Zhang Mu had already walked out of the Colosseum passage and returned to the contestants' rest area. He remembered that Gao Yaoxing, who had won ninety consecutive games, seemed to be waiting for him outside.

What to talk to him about.

"Damn, Crazy Chef, your body is too strong."

"I've watched so many beast fighting competitions, and you're the most outrageous contestant I've ever seen. Has your physical body really reached the level of a fourth-level warrior?"

As soon as they arrived at the rest area, several contestants rushed over to greet Zhang Mu. They naturally also saw Zhang Mu killing a monster with one punch in the rest area.

That horrible body made their scalps tingle.

They are all fourth and fifth level warriors, but they have also thought about whether they can withstand a punch from Zhang Mu if he gets close to them?
The answer is no.

Warriors of the fourth and fifth levels only have physical bodies of the second level, so Zhang Mu can destroy their bodies with just one punch.

This is the terrifying power of a physical master.

Of course, the only weakness of a physical strength expert is that his ranged attacks are very weak, but he is invincible in close combat.

Zhang Mu smiled, but he also heard a strange name, Crazy Chef. He actually had such a special nickname.

Without lingering, he walked straight out of the lounge area.

"Hello, Mr. Zhang. I am Song Yinshan, the director of the Colosseum. First of all, congratulations on your tenth consecutive victory. I will personally present you with the prize money later."

"It's just that the third son of our Tumbling Group wants to invite you to have a talk. What do you think?"

The moment Zhang Mu walked out of the rest area, he saw a middle-aged man and a group of people from the Colosseum waiting for him outside.

Zhang Mu had seen the leading man before, but he was not familiar with him. He was Song Yinshan, the person in charge of the Colosseum, a sixth-level strongman.

"You three young masters?"

Zhang Mu was a little surprised. The Colosseum belonged to the Tumbling Group, which was an extremely large family power in Blue Star and ran the entire Tumbling Group.

The third son of the Fan Gun Group is, of course, a heavyweight figure in the group.

The other party wanted to see him, although he didn't know the purpose, but Zhang Mu didn't refuse: "No problem, we can meet."

Hearing Zhang Mu's agreement, Song Yinshan immediately led the way: "Follow me." At the same time, Gao Yaoxing outside also saw Zhang Mu, but when he saw Zhang Mu following Song Yinshan, he frowned at a distance, stood up, hesitated, and sat back.

However, Xue Na, Ding Yue and others who came out from the audience appeared in front of Zhang Mu.

I saw Song Yinshan and Zhang Mu, they seemed to be going to do something.

Xue Na was the first to come to Zhang Mu and looked him up and down with a strange look on her face: "Old Zhang, I can't tell, you're hiding it very well."

"You hid it from us for so long."

Ding Yue raised her white fist and hammered Zhang Mu's chest hard: "If it weren't for the money you made for us, I would have to tie you up, clean you up and get to know you again."

Everyone else looked at Zhang Mu with a smile, their expressions somewhat strange.

Bao Xiaxia, who came later, glanced at Zhang Mu repeatedly. She found that this old man was becoming more and more charming.

When she stood in front of her, she felt a little amorous.

Only Chen Wei and a few of his colleagues who had lost money had resentful faces. They looked at Zhang Mu like resentful women in the boudoir, wishing they could go up to Zhang Mu and seek justice from him.

Zhang Mu didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Why were these people looking at him in such strange ways? He couldn't understand it at all.

It was Xue Na who asked first: "Zhang Mu, is there anything else you want to do?"

Seeing Zhang Mu following Song Yinshan, Xue Na frowned slightly.

Song Yinshan stopped immediately, and it was obvious that he was very familiar with Xue Na: "It turned out to be Boss Xue. Boss Xue, don't worry, our Third Young Master wanted to talk to Zhang Mu, and he has no ill intentions."

At the same time, Song Yinshan was also a little surprised that Zhang Mu actually knew Xue Na and others.

Xue Na is the owner of the Encounter Bar and Du Cheng's fiancée. No one in the base dares to mess with her. Even though he is the person in charge of the Colosseum, he has to give her some face.

So he hurriedly explained, fearing that Xue Na and others would misunderstand.

After hearing this, Xue Na suddenly realized: "Okay, Zhang Mu, you go first, we'll wait for you here."

Xue Na said this deliberately because she was worried that Song Yinshan would do something to harm Zhang Mu.

After all, Zhang Mu has won ten consecutive games and has gained a certain degree of fame, so many people will keep their eyes on Zhang Mu.

Zhang Mu greeted him and continued to follow Song Yinshan upstairs.

In the luxurious room, a young man in brocade clothes was sitting on a chair. He was Bai Chengfeng, the third son of the Rolling Group.

Several beautiful women stood around him, and on the huge dining table in front of him were various precious foods.

But there were only two glasses of red wine on the dining table, one in front of him and one opposite him, and the seat there was empty.

"dong dong dong"

After a long time, there was a knock on the door.

Then Song Yinshan's voice came: "Third Young Master, the people have arrived."

Bai Chengfeng stood up, walked to the door, opened it himself, automatically passed Song Yinshan, looked at Zhang Mu, and smiled slightly: "Mr. Zhang Mu, please come in."

Then he made an inviting gesture.

Zhang Mu was stunned, looking at the young man in front of him. He was wearing a fine suit and had a typical crew cut of the rich second generation. He looked very sunny, and his smile was like a spring breeze, which did not disgust people at all.

He only took a glance and determined that the other party was the third son of the Rolling Group.

"it is good!"

You're welcome, enter the room.

Apart from Zhang Mu and Bai Chengfeng, even Song Yinshan, the person in charge of the Colosseum, had no seat and could only stand.

Zhang Mu was very surprised that this meeting with Bai Chengfeng was so grand and he didn't understand what the other party's purpose was.

(End of this chapter)