The thirty-fourth Jinyun Arena is tyrannical and murderous/The black jade manifestation is often reborn first

(7) Jinyun was fierce and vicious, and the people present dared to be angry but did not dare to speak, but almost all of them secretly scolded this cruel and ruthless guy in their hearts.

The Brown Clan wanted to protect the red-faced boy and rushed out, but he was categorically stopped. His lips were pale, his face was covered with cold sweat, his expression was painful, he struggled to stand up with pain, and replied with a weak smile: "Ha...... , My memory is not so bad, don't need to be reminded! Set a good thing, you should do it, your skills are not as good as others, no one wants to, isn't it just an arm, leave it to you!"

The red-faced young man ignored the obstacles of his clansmen, and under the eyes of everyone, he staggered back into the arena, looked at Jin Yunyong with disdain, showed unusual calmness, and said lightly: "Can you borrow a knife?"

Jin Yunyong glanced at him coldly, took a knife from his subordinates outside the field and handed it over.

"Ahem...... , my right arm is useless, I can't hold the knife, I bother you to hold the blade to the sky. The boy coughed violently, his body twisted and almost fell, but he stood upright, and his words were still understated.

Jin Yunyong complied, and everyone's eyes straightened.

Outside the silence, it seemed that only the heartbeat of everyone could be heard holding their breath.

The young man raised his eyebrows, gritted his teeth, and in vain raised his left arm and smashed it at the flat blade, and with the terrible click, everyone closed their eyes and couldn't bear to look at it again.

The young man bit his lip, his whole body shook violently, large drops of cold sweat rolled down uncontrollably, and only skin and flesh were connected to the wrist of one left arm, and the muscles and bones were broken. He staggered and almost fainted, but still stoically stood up straight and squeezed out a smile, and said miserably, "Are you satisfied with this?"

Faced with this scene, Jin Yunyong was speechless, and he couldn't help but twitch in his heart, and he could no longer be indifferent.

The boy's hardness and bloodiness shook the audience, and the thunderous shouts that erupted on the field said it all, although it was full of sadness. In the eyes of the people, although Jin Yunyong won, but only contempt was left for him; although the young man was defeated, what he could get was infinite glory, and the real winner in people's minds was none other than him!

Jin Yunyong's shameless behavior made the clansmen ashamed, and the hot eyes cast on him by countless people with cross-eyebrow eyebrows began to make him feel uncomfortable all over.

The people of the Brown Clan were sad, picked up the seriously injured young man, and wept bitterly when they saw his life and death, and silently left with the corpses of him and the big black man on their backs.

Everyone looked at their distant backs with regret, praying that the young man would be able to pass the threshold of life and death safely.

At this point, the gladiatorial battle was carried out, regardless of whether it was the Jinyun clan or the foreigners, who were all in a heavy mood because of the red-faced boy's serious injuries and left, and the competition became a boring thing.

The foreigners looked at each other and had the answer in their hearts. They moved in batches, either lifting the wounded or carrying the dead, and turned around and evacuated without looking back, not forgetting to take with them the painful experience that may be remembered for the rest of their lives, or to re-examine their tribe because of Jin Yunyong, the perpetrator.

On the mountain path, the warriors of the Brown Clan bowed their heads and were silent, with complicated moods, and walked in a hurry.