In the arena, the sea of people is overwhelming, the roar is boiling, and the poisonous light projected by the scorching sun in the sky illuminates the field with incomparably brightness!

Zihong stood with his sword in his hand, and the young man standing opposite him looked at him with disdain, also holding the sword tightly, swaying from side to side in his hand, full of contempt and contempt. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info&

The entire stands were completely crowded with tens of thousands of seats. However, the vast crowd was all shouting and cheering for the enemy on the opposite side of Zihong, and only a small part of them were spectators in the opponent's sphere of influence, and the rest of the people made decisions according to the judgment of the situation to support that Ke'er.

Today's game, which is so grand that it can be called the most appealing gladiatorial fight in the history of the empire, because the person who fought is the strongest person in this gladiatorial arena so far.

In the gladiatorial arena, very few soldiers participate, not to mention this kind of big man who has made great contributions to the empire, and his influence does not need to be repeated, as long as the wind is released, it can attract the curiosity of countless people to cheer for this person.

Today's competition, there is no limit, and it refers to two aspects. Not only does it mean that the game is not about life and death, only until the victory, but also there is no limit to the audience, and the gamble will push this game to the highest tide point in the past.

Therefore, everyone has a small ninety-nine abacus driven by their own interests, and the goal they support is, of course, also the bet they bet, because these people all believe that that strange young man will never be able to win against the young general who has been trained in the river of blood.

Looking at the situation of the crowd of people shouting wildly, only a small part of the people who gathered His Majesty the Emperor were powerless to make some cheering voices to the young man, and then they were drowned out by the merciless sea of sounds.

A low roar suddenly came into the human voice like thunder, suppressing the deafening voice, and countless people cast their eyes in surprise at the voice, and suddenly found that it was a giant tiger crawling beside His Majesty the Emperor.

That's right, this tiger is the guy who was defeated by Zihong's hands and was spared by the latter, it was very excited at this time, and its limbs stood up with a huge mottled body, like a small mountain, and the tiger momentum emitted by it faintly had the power of the thunder released by the sky, and the air was shaken by this loud roar.

Listening to the sound of the tiger's roar, the voices of countless people, there was a dull feeling that the voice could not be emitted after being suppressed, this giant tiger became the trump card that let the few voices that supported it, and turned into rivers and oceans against the current, drowning countless waves of sound.

Seeing that the roar of this giant tiger had such a surprising effect, His Majesty the Emperor was also excited, stood up his already noble body, waved his golden sleeves, and swayed in the air, and the daughter standing behind him also waved her small delicate arms, shook in the air, and smashed towards the young man in the field.

After watching this dramatic scene, Ke'er in the audience stared at the damn tiger fiercely, and then glanced at his father slyly in the crowd, and then didn't look at what was going on behind him, and didn't care how the voice was developing against him.

Although cheering can have a certain effect of improving morale, but the courage still depends on its own strength, no matter how strong the former is, if the latter's strength is weak, it can only be in vain.

Experienced in a hundred battles, how could he not understand this simple truth, completely submerged his mind, as calm as stopping water, combined with combat power and courage, gathered into an invisible torrent, burst out from the body, and under few circumstances, a strong wind was strangely set off in front of him, and a large amount of dust was blown up.

His brows furrowed as if he was connected into a black line, Zihong's heart jumped, this murderous aura made him feel a chill, with his current strength, there was an unpleasant gap against his opponent, and he had little chance of winning.

However, the current situation does not allow anyone to change or regret it, if he doesn't play this game, he will die without a place to be buried, and there may be an accident if he plays, how can he not fight.

A gust of wind rose, Ke'er's strong and well-defined thick legs, and after shaking the ground, his figure jumped up in the wind, like a bolt of lightning, condescendingly swooping towards the young man over there.

With the rich experience of fighting, the purple red eyes shot deceitfully, holding the sword tightly with both hands, watching the figure under the full impact of the force, and at the moment when he approached him to reach a delicate moment, his body turned violently, one leg suddenly bounced, and he bent directly above his head, and kicked towards the dantian of the figure that he had slightly avoided.

Poof, with a loud sound, his feet were heavily blocked by the sword face, Zihong screamed, his body hurriedly took a few steps back, and finally sat down unsteadily on the ground.

The figure in the air pounced into the air, his feet did fall steadily, his feet firmly stepped on the ground and twisted his body violently, his eyes swept to the ground, and suddenly a slight joy appeared on his face, "It turns out that it is so level, and it is still strong, so that you will die without a whole body." ”

Like a tiger that eats evil, Ke'er's eyes are gloomy, and without waiting for the opponent to stand up, he reacts, and with the help of an advantageous opportunity, he rushes away insidiously, holding the sword with both hands that flicker with cold light, and stabs at the throat of the young man sitting on the ground.

Looking at this thrilling situation, the princess and the emperor and these people around them, their hearts were like a tense string, and even their breathing became short, and their eyes were staring at the sword that pierced in front of them.

Looking at the suspenseless ending of this scene, Ke'er's father sat in the front seat, his eyes were empty, and his face was criss-crossed because he couldn't hide the joy in his heart.

However, no one in the audience shouted, as if they were all crumbling their hearts, watching this scene of slaughter so strong, they were going to stage it excitingly, and then waiting for the excitement of this moment to come, the hearts of the people were surging and cheering.

In the pitch-black pupils, the enlarged blade was constantly reflected, and Zihong actually twitched his feet, unable to stand up, so he could only watch the sword strangle itself, his voice began to hurry, and his face was as white as ice.

Seeing that the thorn was less than a few feet away from the young man's fatal distance, the giant tiger swooped out, like a ghost rushing into the middle, and the air swept by, resulting in a virtual transformation!

A tiger roar came out in the air, and the shaking gladiatorial arena trembled, and the young man who rushed forward suddenly froze, and his legs trembled with the unstable ground, and he raised his cold face violently, and was shocked to see that a mottled head, bared his teeth, and pounced towards it, and the two giant claws were like two steel knives flashing with murderous light. (To be continued.) )