After Ellie left, no one came to them again at night. Ryan finally cleared up and calmed down, and Ryan began to plan his next plans.

The next day, the same number of people as yesterday sat in the spectator seats early, and the players who had already lost were waiting in the dedicated stands, and Ryan and Al were almost all there when they arrived.

When he came, Ryan also saw Reek, who beckoned to him from afar, Ryan nodded, and Al looked at him coldly as always.

"Today is the second round of gladiatorial fights in the arena, one person is missing, and the remaining thirty fighters will be divided into three fights, fighting in five rings at the same time, and we will end this round of gladiatorial fights in the morning." One of the hosts said loudly, "Next, I will announce the first participants in the gladiatorial fight, No. 59 vs. No. 36 at the No. 1 venue, and No. 32 against ......."

"Sure enough," Ryan smiled lightly and came on the stage without care, "Since you want to see it, I'll put on a good show, otherwise how can I be worthy of your kindness?" ”

Ryan's opponent was a very spiritual young man, who looked to be only seventeen or eighteen years old, with an inch-long hair standing up like a brush, a short body, and a sandbag-like thing wrapped around his arms and calves, divided into strips, and he just didn't know what was stuffed inside. He has no weapons in his hands and seems to be good at fist and foot kung fu.

"Martial arts, Tyrone." After the opponent came on the court, he clenched his fists with both hands, and forcefully touched the position in front of his chest, and the sound of bones tingling could be heard from a distance of more than ten meters.

"Doesn't he hurt?" Ryan put a big question mark in his heart.

"Mercenary, Ryan." Ryan also hurriedly responded, no matter what, Lek found him such an opponent, so he can't live up to his wishes, but the opponent looks like a martial idiot, which is a little difficult.

"Whew" Tyrone snorted softly and headed straight for Ryan. One step, two steps, three steps, a distance of more than ten meters, and Tyrone was approached in three steps, and his spirit and spirit were raised to the extreme in these three steps, and he couldn't do this without countless actual combat experience. The fierce punch style, the suppressed sense of restraint, and the huge pressure on the front made Ryan have to pay full attention.

"So fast"

This was Ryan's first reaction to Tyrone, and in the blink of an eye, he was already approaching Ryan, but Ryan also took a light and agile path, barely keeping up, and just raised his long sword to block his chest, he saw a fist hit his chest.

"Bell" Tyrone's fist seemed to be made of stone, and he not only felt pain when he punched Ryan's sword, but he actually stepped forward again, and the fist shadows in the sky flew between continuous punches, and Ryan's embarrassed parry, and he received a few punches on his body when he retreated.

When the "Trainer" saw Tyrone's attack, Ryan immediately reacted, and the strength of this body far surpassed him.

Chanting a spell softly, Ryan was suddenly enveloped in a faint cyan light that he wouldn't notice if he didn't look closely. As soon as his body was light, Ryan got rid of Tyrone's entanglement at once, and the fist shadow in the sky suddenly hit the air.

I have to say that the benefits of strengthening the body, after taking two punches, I just felt that the wound was painful and swollen, and when I lifted my clothes, I saw that it was already blackened, but the impact was not great, as long as I could endure this pain.

"Eat me with a sword" Ryan shook his sword, and his figure flickered in front of Tyrone. After performing the weight loss, Ryan's speed has increased in all aspects, which is on par with Tyrone.

A faint blue light could also be seen on the light sword, which was a manifestation of the wind blade attached to it. Ryan went all out at once.

"Hahaha, what a sharp sword."

Tyrone's eyes suddenly rose with an unconcealable eagerness, in the face of Ryan's sword, he didn't dodge or dodge, I don't know if he wanted to try the power of this sword because of what Ryan said.

"Zheng" Tyrone used a move to enter the white blade posture empty-handed, and took a sword that Ryan added. Those who dare to do this have absolute confidence in strength, but what this move can parry is only a white blade, once the wind blade attached to it bursts out, such a close distance, if you don't pay attention to it, you will suffer a big loss.

Before Ryan's lewd smile could bloom, it was snuffed out alive.

Tyrone snorted lightly, exerted force with both hands at the same time, and after the yellow-white fighting qi on his body turned around, he gathered in his hand, and immediately wrapped the wind blade attached to the blade.

Under the cyan wind blade slamming left and right, it couldn't break through the blockade of the fighting spirit at all, and was suppressed on the sword body. There was a soft sound, like the sound of a vase shattering, and the wind blade was crushed alive, and messy small wind blade fragments were flying everywhere, but this was no longer a threat to Tyrone.

"Good means." Ryan couldn't help but praise his opponent, there were no longer a few people who could crack his Wind Slash head-on, but they were all blocked with weapons, and it was the first time he had seen the Wind Slash with both hands.

While admiring in his heart, Ryan was also vigilant. When he fused his sword skills with the wind blade, he felt that this kind of power was strong enough, and he was once complacent. But now, he has understood that there are such strong people in the world, he is still just an ant-like existence, and the power of the wind slash is still not enough, so he has to find ways to improve it.

After Ryan's wind slash was parried, seeing that Tyrone didn't react, he hurriedly retreated, leaving a distance from the other party, he didn't want to be punched a few times.

"Boom, boom, boom" Ryan's wrists flicked, zigzag back and forth, and three wind blades shot out at different angles. Since the Wind Slash doesn't work, he has a lot of room for stiffness after being taken over by Tyrone, and he just prepared for the first time, so he won't give himself a second chance.

The audience on the stage exclaimed in surprise when they saw it, and many people began to turn their heads and ears.

Three wind blades shot out from the sword, looking like sword qi, but those who can trigger sword qi are all high-level martial artists, judging from Ryan's skill reaction, it is far inferior, so most people are guessing whether it is some kind of fighting skill.

Tyrone looked excited, and without thinking about it, he stepped forward again, and swung his two hands left and right at the three wind blades, apparently trying to make a hard connection.

Ryan squinted, he had long wanted to know what the other party was wearing, it felt like a heavy object like an iron block, otherwise he wouldn't have felt so heavy when he punched him.

"Dangdangdang" The sound of three golden chirps sounded, and Ryan's guess was confirmed, and his heart was even heavier. Wearing such a thing on the arm and other parts of the body, there is still such a fast speed, and flexible skills, so what if you take off these things? Ryan couldn't imagine it.

In response, Ryan had to change his strategy again.

After the three wind blades were scattered, Ryan's mouth kept moving, no longer distancing himself from the other party, but rushing towards his face.

Once again, a cyan light appeared on the body, this time it was different from the Light Body Technique, which centered on the body, and the surface of the body was covered with a layer of light, which was a whole. At this time, the light shrouded in Ryan's body was a small point of light, gathered together, like a firefly attached to Ryan's body.

It's a little faster than before, but that's not why Ryan dares to go head-to-head with Tyrone.

"Whew", Tyrone screamed, leaning over, hunched over, his right hand tucked in his waist, his body trembled, as if he was gathering momentum, and as if he was aiming.

When Ryan rushed five meters in front of Tyrone, Tyrone moved, and the blow that had accumulated his fighting spirit suddenly exploded.

"Straight Punch"

A huge pressure rushed to his face, and Ryan suddenly felt that his body could not move, and was tightly pressed by an invisible force.

Tyrone's punches slammed into Ryan unhindered.

"The wind breaks, and the half moon is chopped." Ryan struggled to writhe his body, trying to break free from it, when this invisible force blocked him, and the air around him weighed a hundred pounds. In desperation, Ryan's spiritual power was like a stone thrown into the water, and under the explosion, he swept away this pressure at once, and then gathered magic power to compress the wind blade on the tip of the sword.

This is something that Ryan has only recently realized, and the power of the compressed wind blade is far from being comparable to that of ordinary wind blades, even if there are more of them, it is useless. So he tried to channel the compressed wind blade into the longsword, and after a few failures, he finally mastered the size of the magic and the degree of compression.

The intense blue light, gathered on the tip of the sword, slashed a crescent moon in the air, and the graceful arc broke through Tyrone's blockade at once, and Ryan felt his body light, with a hazy blue light, and rushed through the gap at once.

Ryan's way of this technique, what he is most afraid of is this blockade, suppression ability, once his actions are restricted, he is very passive, but fortunately, Ryan has come up with a way to deal with it, which is to break the face with a line.

Ryan, who broke through to Tyrone's body, raised his hand to be a sword, and the green hazy sword light was unusually agile, constantly changing and changing trajectories in the air, leaving a vague afterimage, making it impossible to see the direction of the sword move.

Tyrone was in a state of stiffness at this time, and the punch of his power hit the air, far away into a wall outside the ring, and with a bang, he made a man-sized depression. In the face of Ryan's breakthrough at this time, Tyrone could only forcibly retract his strength, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, Tyrone couldn't catch Ryan's sword shadow for a while, and in desperation, he crossed his hands to protect his head, and the whole person leaned back slightly, and kicked Ryan in front of the door with a foot facing the sky.

A good attack on the enemy will save himself, in this case, Ryan obviously can't hurt Tyrone's vital point, but if he is kicked by Tyrone, the strength, it is estimated that the combat effectiveness will be reduced by half, such a passive situation can still think of a way to crack it at once, Ryan has to give a thumbs up in his heart.

A smug arc appeared on Ryan's face, how could he, who took advantage of the other party's loopholes to find an opportunity, be resolved by the other party like this?

In order to avoid Tyrone's menacing feet in the sky, Ryan lay down with his whole body, and a thin layer of wind gently lifted his body, like flowing mercury that was perfect, turning a big arc on the ground, and bypassing Tyrone at once.

"Arc of the Wind"

This move dodged Tyrone's counter-attack kick in a way that was beyond the norm, and drove straight behind him, while the opponent's foot was still awkwardly raised in the air. In order to kick Lane, Tyrone's kick was absolutely unclear, and after kicking the air, he couldn't get it back at all, and he almost spurted out a mouthful of blood with the wrong force.