With a loud bang, the floodgates of the arena slowly opened, and a handsome man with a naked and thin upper body and ribs clearly visible staggered out. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

This was originally a noble son, but in fact it was, once in Noxus, there was no prince more noble than him, even in the entire Runeterra.

But now, he was like a wild dog, his body was covered with large and small scars, the skin on his back was open, and countless whip marks were clearly visible, he was not even a citizen of Noxus anymore, he was just a slave now...... A slave who was once so humble that he couldn't even look at it.

He pursed his lips, a sickly flush on his feminine pale face, and he looked around the packed auditorium, week after week, and when he looked at the familiar faces, a very attractive smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, full of mockery.

"Seeing without my father, this is the country you guard, this is the people you once ruled......"

"They are cheering and enjoying the dividends of your death, and then in an instant they have forgotten your kindness, and now I am going to die, right here, in the cheers of ten thousand, in the Great Sepi Arena, where you and I have been to the Hippoire so many times. ”

His hands were tightly cuffed to the plywood with heavy shackles, and he would wear it to a humble death, a tool for the pleasure of man without a shred of glory.

This is already his fifth gladiatorial fight, and this one of his opponents will also be changed from one person to sixteen, which is not the deadliest.

The deadliest of all was that among the sixteen was a minotaur chief from the Great Barrier, whose name he had forgotten, but he clearly remembered the look on his face in the dungeon with his scarlet eyes eager to tear himself apart.

The terrifying aura was like a devil, and it was fiercely wound around his heart.

He didn't know why this monster hated him so much, he hadn't done anything to hurt others, he ...... He's a good guy.

"What the hell did I do wrong...... "Cone squinted, the scorching sunlight was too harsh, so he made his way to the edge of the arena and removed a two-handed sword and a dagger from the weapon rack.

His hands were now chained together, and the two-handed sword would have less effect on him, while the dagger was meant to prevent the weapon from being knocked out of the air and falling into an unarmed predicament.

As the son-in-law of the Darkwell family, he is not as dazzling as his brother Kailang, but he doesn't want to be like him, after all, no matter how brilliant he is, he still dies in front of him after all.

He smiled, and his handsome face in the sun made the hearts of those ladies whose private lives were erosive.

"Perhaps...... To be born in this family is the biggest mistake. ”

Rui Wen held the long sword at her waist and looked at Zhao Xin coldly, her rune giant sword had exhausted all her strength in the battle with Darkwell, and it was still being repaired in the smelting department, so for the time being, she might only be able to use this legion commander-style long sword.

Zhao Xin sat lazily as if he hadn't seen her movements at all, his eyes scanning the gladiators who were rushing out from behind the gates.

"I used to be like them, and I lived a life of pleasure with the people, like a lowly play, except that they sold their flesh, and we sold our blood. ”

Rui Wen said: "Do you think that you are more noble now than before?

Zhao Xin didn't get angry, and he didn't refute anything like "Aren't you the same?" or something like that, his eyes were filled with remembrance and he let out a long sigh.

"It's different, I used to fight for survival, but now I'm fighting for faith. ”

"Even dying in battle is honorable, not a meaningless death like them. ”

Suddenly, there was a deafening cheer beside him and Riven, the highest cry in the entire arena since they sat here, as if a hero was being greeted.

Behind the gate, a five-meter-tall bullhead with the head and four hooves of a bull strode out.

His body was a dark purple hue, and he wore only a pair of rudimentary crotch pants, revealing large chunks of muscles as strong as iron.

His limbs and legs were wrapped in chains the thickness of an adult's arm, and his nostrils were strung with a bull's nose ring that symbolized shame and slavery, but this did not affect his oppressive and fierce aura like a demon god.

"I know him, his name is ...... Arista, the chief of a minotaur tribe of the Great Barrier, is now the star gladiator of your Noxians. Zhao Xin's voice was still leisurely, he hadn't even carried his spear that had always been an inch away today.

"Look, what a ridiculous thing you are, that you worship a minotaur with whom you have a blood vendetta. ”

He sneered in a caustic tone, not making any superfluous moves, as if he was really just watching a game and not planning a premeditated prison robbery.

Zhao Xin is actually a taciturn person, and he is also a serious and rigid gentleman, and his temperament today is very different from the past, but maybe he has come to his hometown after more than ten years, so his emotions are a little excited.

This was normal, but Riven still felt a little abnormal.

She suppressed her voice, a little indistinct in the cacophony of voices: "I remember that it was his brother Kailang who slaughtered the tribe of this minotaur named Arista in the first place......"

"So you are completely in a hurry, all of them have reached this point, and your new general still can't rest assured of him? It is better to simply cut him with a knife, what a hypocrisy!"

Zhao Xin taunted unscrupulously, and he quickly noticed that Rui Wen beside him had pressed the cold blade against his neck, and the crowd was still cheering, shocked by Arista's appearance, and no one noticed Rui Wen's small movements.

Zhao Xin smiled: "What's the matter?

Rui Wen said coldly: "Who are you?"

Zhao Xin narrowed his eyes, looked at the blue eagle streaked across the sky, and said with a smile: "You are indeed as smart as he said. ”