Chapter 102: Fighting

The heavy brass bell finally sounded, it was the battle horn, the melodious sound was not over, the people in the gladiatorial arena had already attacked.

The sharp choking blade roared and straightened, pushing towards the throat of the wind and dust, and the bulky armor did not seem to affect the speed of the opponent.

Feng Chenyang looked at the spear that stabbed him and didn't move, and just when everyone thought that the spear was about to pierce his body, the spearhead lost its purpose.

Wind and dust Yang used his speed to the extreme, and he only leaned slightly, dodging the stabbing spear blade. A kick was kicked at the head of the stick on the ground, and the iron rod drew a perfect arc and smashed heavily on the opponent's head.

The sound of metal collision resounded throughout the field, and although the other party was wearing a thick helmet, he was shocked back several steps by this huge force, and the sound of metal collision also made his mind confused.

Feng Chenyang didn't give him a chance to breathe, he quickly followed, and stabbed the iron rod into the opponent's heart with the strength of the charge. The opponent lost the will to resist and staggered back, the horror in his eyes clearly imprinted in his heart.

The wind and dust flew the iron rod dance, and suddenly the gladiatorial arena was centered on the iron rod, and a strong killing aura spread rapidly to the surroundings.

In an instant, the iron rod in Feng Chenyang's hand was like a flying rainbow, swinging towards the opponent, and the man retreated sharply towards the rear. But I saw that the flying rainbow suddenly changed direction and smashed towards the back of the opponent's head who was entangled with the beard. The man was defenseless, a blow to the back of the head, a huge metal roar that shook his head and left him unbalanced, and he threw himself at his beard.

The beard quickly grabbed the fighter, he put away the gun and pushed it straight, advancing towards the opponent's throat at great speed, the spear edge against the opponent's helmet under the copper skewered neck guard, gently spinning, along the gap between the copper plates, piercing the man's throat.

Bearded drew his spear, and the man's body slammed to the ground, blood flowing unscrupulously through the cracks in the marbles. Without any hesitation, the beard joined the battle of the three brothers, the dragon, the tiger, and the leopard.

Originally, the three brothers had already gained the upper hand, and with the addition of the beard, it was even more powerful, and it was only a matter of time before they won the victory.

After Feng Chenyang swung that fatal blow, the advantage of his body's agility was perfectly presented. He stepped lightly on his right foot, and the man had already swept up, and the heavy iron rod with the weight of his body stabbed at the retreating opponent, so heavy armor, the iron rod was more lethal than a spear with a spear head.

The man had retreated to the corner, and there was no way back, so he had to clumsily raise his spear to take the sharp blow. The sound of the gun handle breaking was followed by a violent collision of metal. The man's heavy armor was deformed and cracked by the blow, and a huge impact sounded, and the solid stone wall also shook, and small stone chips fell down one after another.

It was only when the opponent's body slowly fell that Feng Chenyang withdrew his gaze. He glanced at the gladiators in the room around him, and he could see the horror in the eyes of the people, and the look of surprise in the giant's eyes.

Feng Chenyang turned around and saw two other opponents lying on the ground, and the last opponent was scrambling to defend. Feng Chenyang fixed his gaze on the back of the man's neck, where the stick head was about to reach, he took a deep breath, his body leaned slightly to the right, his right arm was already filled with strength, he shouted angrily, and threw the iron rod with all his might.

The sound of the clash of gold and iron suddenly sounded, and the man staggered to the ground, blood seeping out of the helmet, and his body trembled a few times before he stopped moving.

The cheers in the stands came and went, Feng Chenyang looked down at the scene in front of him, he couldn't be happy, his spirit suddenly relaxed, he felt the discomfort in his stomach, "wow", he squatted on the ground and vomited.

"I thought you'd be used to this!" Beard stopped beside Feng Chenyang and patted him lightly on the back, clumsy but unusually gentle.

With the sound of the gears turning, the iron fence with the plaque of "City Lord" slowly opened. Feng Chenyang wiped his mouth, stood up and retreated to his room with them, the iron fence closed again.

The closed secret door opened again, and a group of soldiers entered, their movements were skillful, and the corpses and blood on the ground were instantly cleaned up, everything was as if it had never happened, and they took off the plaque of "Alliance" as they left.

Feng Chenyang sat in the corner, leaning his body against the wall, burying his head in his knees, and clasping his legs tightly with his hands. He knew that the gladiatorial fight outside was still going on, that someone was dying, a group of people who were both pathetic and pitiful.

In front of a group of indifferent rich people, Feng Chenyang feels that he is a play, using his life to win their favor.

The beard sat down beside him. "If you want to live, you can't think too much, too many thoughts are always full of danger!"

Wang Songzhi in the stands took a sip of tea, he liked the feeling of the aroma of cat tea lingering in his throat. Things don't seem too bad, and my daughter will definitely make a name for herself in this gladiatorial competition.

Wang Biqing's face was pale, obviously she was frightened by the fight in the gladiatorial arena. She bit her lip and tried to keep her composure, her slightly trembling body unable to regain her composure.

Wang Songzhi glanced at her daughter, a little heartbroken, these things should not have been let her bear. "Biqing, if you are not feeling well, you can go back and rest. ”

Wang Biqing shook her head stubbornly. "The daughter is willing to stay with her father, doesn't the father always want his daughter to be strong and brave?"

Wang Songzhi asked, "Is that young man the master you said?"

Wang Biqing nodded. "He used to hold his daughter hostage, but he didn't hurt her, he just wanted to escape. ”

"But he chose to stay, why?"

Wang Biqing hesitated for a long time. "Maybe he's really short of money! ”

Wang Songzhi said: "There are not many people with such skills, do you know his name?"

"Hearing Boss Wu call him Feng Gongzi, presumably that person's surname is Feng. ”

Wang Songzhi frowned. "I don't have a lot of surnames like Feng, have you heard of any family members he has, and how old is he?"

Wang Biqing looked at her father's nervous face, thought for a while, and replied: "My daughter doesn't know what family he has, and it seems that he is in his early twenties. ”

Wang Songzhi looked up at the clear blue sky, as if he was in endless contemplation, and his mouth kept muttering. "Is it a coincidence that the surname is wind!in his early twenties!the surname Feng!in his early twenties?"

Wang Biqing was a little puzzled, she asked softly, "Father, is there any problem?"

Wang Songzhi stared down at his daughter and smiled slightly. "My father just remembered some old things from a long time ago, some old people. ”

Wang Songzhi paused. "Maybe I thought too much, I heard that the old man surnamed Feng was betrayed by his brother, and the husband and wife died in battle, and died in the Gobi Desert with their young son. ”

"Does my father think this person with the surname Feng has anything to do with them?".

Wang Songzhi shook his head and smiled bitterly. "Maybe it's just that this wind surname is too little!"

Wang Songzhi retracted his thoughts and set his eyes on the gladiatorial arena, because the bell of the gladiatorial fight rang again, and the roar of the giant shook the eardrums of everyone present, and the people in the stands instantly became excited.