A quarter of an hour had passed since the game passed, and the leaders and presidents of the major chambers of commerce returned to their seats in the stands drunk. The steward in charge of ringing the bell saw that everyone had already sat down, so he looked at Wang Songzhi, the city lord who had been sitting for a long time.

Wang Songzhi's face was gloomy and terrifying, and he nodded at the steward of the gladiatorial arena.

The sound of the gears turning was low and long, and the remaining four gladiators of the Tea Alliance stepped into the battlefield first, followed by the gladiators of the Sugar Alliance.

Liu Jingchen looked at Xie Fei's face with a happy face, a little strange. "What are you thinking? Seems to be in a good mood?"

"I just think it's funny, really! Ma Ye really thinks he's going to win!"

"It seems that he has a good chance of winning, no matter what, you must have no chance!" Liu Jingchen seemed to remember something. "You're not really betting on the city lord, are you?"

Xie Fei couldn't help but laugh. "Guess what!"

"Do you believe my calculations?"

"Maybe, you'll find out later!"

The bell of the gladiatorial battle finally rang, and the gladiators of the Tea League held long knives and struck quickly, each knife with a cold sword light, slashing down towards the giant from all directions.

Liu Jingchen understood at a glance, and he smiled at Xie Fei.

Xie Fei smiled: "Mr. Liu is a smart person, you should see it!"

Liu Jingchen shook his head. "You're looking for a dead man!"

The giants rushed to battle, and their positions were disrupted. By the time the other gladiators of the Sugar Alliance came to their senses, the giant had already been stabbed in the calf, and he was drenched in blood.

Those dead men did not care about the attacks launched by others against them, and slashed at the giants with every sword, exerting all their might, leaving no retreat, only giants in their eyes.

The giant struggled to pull away the falling blade, and the moment he retracted the hammer, he was slashed in the shoulder again, and the knife was fast until the bone. The pain came clearly, and the giant screamed and retreated sharply.

The dead were also impaled by spears, still pushing desperately, and with each step forward, hot blood gushed out.

Finally, the dead men stopped their attacks, and stood leaning against each other and drooping their arrogant heads, blood slowly flowing down the gaps in their armor and converging into various patterns on the ground.

Although the dead did not kill a single opponent, they inflicted great wounds on the giant, and half of his body was stained red with blood.

Seeing the soldiers working hard to clean up the battlefield, Xie Fei turned his head and asked Liu Jingchen. "Isn't the city lord's win rate much higher now?"

Liu Jingchen just looked at the gladiatorial arena and didn't speak.

Feng Chenyang was also shocked by the fight just now, it was a life-fighting style of play, only death, no victory, but the chance of victory was left to the latecomer.

Feng Chenyang watched as the people of the Sugar Alliance were treating the giant's wounds, but his brain was spinning rapidly, this was an opportunity that must be seized.

"Our three brothers may be able to hold back the giant, can you and that son deal with the other four?" the three brothers of the dragon, tiger, and leopard spoke for the first time.

The beard and the brows are tightly locked. "How long can you delay?"

"The giant was wounded, but it wasn't fatal. So we may not be able to delay for a long time, you must fight quickly!"

The beard was a little worried. "Even if in the end, the five of us attack the giant together, how sure are we? I'm afraid that none of us will be able to withstand his full blow!"

"Giant, leave it to me!" his gaze cast through the fence to the vast sky, but his voice was clear and resolute!

You will be our last hope, our life and death will fall on you, we will consume their physical strength first, and you will deliver the fatal blow. The beard shook his head like a rattle.

The twin brothers also disapproved of the dusty plan. Feng Chenyang pondered for a moment. "Then let me deal with the remaining four by myself!"

The twin brothers asked together, "How sure are you?"

"If you're not sure, can you stop fighting? I'll do my best to stop them from coming to the rescue, and you don't have to be impatient, you may fight for a long time!"

Since the upcoming gladiatorial fight is directly related to the outcome of the match, the faces of the people in the stands are complicated. The most nervous are naturally the city lord Wang Songzhi and his daughter Wang Biqing. They don't need bonuses, they just win!

Ma Tianyuan obviously didn't show any agitation, he seemed to be full of confidence, he knew that the trauma was not enough to worry him. But he looked in Xie Fei's direction intentionally or unintentionally, and he couldn't help but feel a little confused!

The bell for the decisive battle finally rang......

This time, Feng Chenyang chose a long-handled flame knife, made of fine sandalwood as the handle, the serrations on the back of the knife are like burning flames, the sharp blade seems to have light waves flowing, and the end of the handle is surrounded by gilded copper hoops, and the seal is engraved with auspicious runes.

The two stood a foot away and stared at each other, the giant's tall body seemed to be an impassable wall. Feng Chenyang set his eyes on the four people opposite, he had to deal with them as soon as possible, without the slightest hesitation.

The handle of the long-handled flame knife feels good, and Feng Chenyang holds his right hand in the upper middle of the middle, and his left hand holds the end one inch away from the copper hoop. The entire long knife was horizontal in front of him, blocking the path of the opponent's advance.

The warm sunlight was projected by the blades in all corners, and Feng Chenyang closed his eyes slightly, trying to listen to all the sounds around him, the sound of breathing, heartbeat, shouting, and the sound of melting snow all reached his ears and was engraved in his heart.

He mentally calculated the distance of the enemy, the length of his arms that he could reach as far as he could, and even the position that the enemy should reach when he dodged the attack.

Everything was perfect, Feng Chenyang opened his eyes, his left foot moved back slightly, the center of gravity of his body gradually moved forward, his arms were already full of strength, and his eyes were fixed on the exposed eyes of the enemy, where the first slash would pass.

Bearded still chose a spear and took an offensive stance, raising it as high as he could, the sharp blade of which was aimed at the giant's lower abdomen.

The three twin brothers still chose the broad-leaf long sword, perhaps they have been practicing the sword, and the three of them have almost the same starting momentum, but the sword blade is aimed at the opponent's upper, middle and lower three lanes respectively.

The giant held a heavy hammer in his hand, which he held in his palm and dragged it to the ground. The gauze bandaged on his bare right arm was soaked with blood again, and his face was gloomy and terrible, as if he wanted to tear everything around him!!

The other four gladiators also chose spears, which should have been trained for a long time and their movements were uniform.

They deliberately kept their distance from the giant, they knew that once the hammer was wielded, everything around them was full of great danger, and no one was immune, especially when the giant Muto was angry, and just now someone had cut him for the first time, and now he was already angry!