Chapter Eighty-Four: The Mysterious Man Behind the Scenes
The young man's performance once again caused an uproar in the audience, many of them applauded loudly, and even some bold female spectators gave winks and kisses, and the scene was extremely lively.
In the VIP seat, the man in black pointed at the young man with an incredulous face and said, "Why didn't I think he was so stupid at the beginning? This skill is a trick that can turn defeat into victory at a critical moment, this guy just showed it in advance, is he so confident?"
The beautiful woman also had some difficulty understanding the young man's approach, shook her head and said, "I don't know, but some people are like this, they look smart in small things, and they are confused when they encounter big things, is this young man also this kind of person?"
The man in black smiled bitterly, "Who knows, but we should know soon, the battle is about to begin." ”
The young man nicknamed Black Crow gently put down the palm that covered the crow's eyes, his eyes only showed a trace of slit and looked at the young man opposite, frowned and whispered to himself, "What a nasty light, what I don't like the most is light, I really want to kill him, but unfortunately I only broke his two legs, so let's solve it quickly." ”
After speaking, the black crow shook his shoulder, and the crow flapped its wings and flew into the air, letting out a "wow...... Wow......" A series of rough hoarse screams, and then, without seeing any movement of the black black's legs, his whole body flew up like a weightless black smoke, attacking the young man, and the speed was so fast that it was impossible to see.
The young man was suddenly startled by the speed of the black crow, and the sword in his hand instinctively drew a semicircular sword curtain in front of him, this action saved him from the situation of instant defeat, only to hear the crisp sound of "bang!", the young man fell back sharply, and the hand holding the sword trembled with the naked eye.
The black crow, on the other hand, stood where the young man had stood, holding in each hand a strangely shaped curved iron rod, which looked like a sickle and a cane.
Looking at the young man who had withdrawn three or four meters away, Hei Wu chuckled, "Not bad, if you can still hold the sword, then you will have to suffer a little more." ”
As soon as Hei Wu's words fell, the whole person jumped up again, and in an instant, he came directly above the young man's head, and the iron rods in both hands slashed down like two black lightning bolts.
The young man's heart was horrified, and he didn't care that the hand holding the sword was still trembling, and the other hand was also on the hilt of the sword, and the horizontal sword was blocked above his head.
"Bang!" another crisp iron clash sounded, and this time the young man even fell to his knees with one leg smashed by the black black iron rod, and the attack was so heavy and incredibly fast that it was the only time he had ever seen it in his life, and it almost blinded him.
However, the young man was a person who had been trained as a regular gladiator, and his own talent was not bad, so he grabbed the gap where the black black man could not continue to exert his strength in mid-air, and after a loud shout, he swung his sword violently, and finally bounced the black black away.
The black crow somersault in mid-air and then fell back to the ground, with a twist of his wrists and hands, the two iron rods drew a circle in the air and were held tightly in his hands again.
The young man seized this brief opportunity and took two steps forward, and roared in a voice that only he and Hei Wu could hear, "Are you sick, do you know who I am, didn't the people above tell you that they want you to lose, you want to lose to me, you idiot!"
Hei Wu was slightly stunned when he heard this, then showed a subtle and shy smile, nodded his head imperceptibly, and signaled that he understood.
Only then did the young man feel a little at ease, his palms continued to flex slightly, and when the paralysis and weakness disappeared, he let out a loud roar, and the long sword in his hand swung violently three times, and three sharp half-moon-shaped golden rays galloped towards the direction of the black black, and the sharp gold fighting qi plowed the ground into three deep marks.
The black crow seemed to lose its proud speed for a moment, rolled awkwardly to the side, narrowly dodged Jin Mang, and then attacked the young man with an iron rod in both hands, his movements were clumsy and jerky.
The young man secretly scolded his opponent's clumsy acting skills, but at this time he was shocked, and he couldn't care too much, the long sword in his hand drew a perfect circle in the air, and a round golden ring was generated out of thin air, and as he swung the sword again, the ring roared towards the black black with a subtle arc.
This trick is a young man's unique skill, he once set a record of breaking four hard wooden stakes in a row and castrating, if it is cut on a person, he can definitely cut the opponent in two.
Because of the embarrassment at the beginning, he had already given birth to a killing intention in his heart, and if he could kill the young man opposite, he would never be soft.
But just when the ring was about to slash the black crow, and the young man's eyes showed a trace of cruel luster, the black crow smiled, the smile was full of mockery and contempt, and the young man could even see the two words pronounced when the other party's lips moved slightly.
"Idiot. ”
In the next moment, the ring finally hit the black crow, and the speed came out of the body at an extremely fast speed, and a frightened cry immediately erupted in the audience, but then everyone strangely found that there was no blood spurting out, and the black crow cut off by the ring slowly turned into an afterimage and disappeared.
The young man's heart instantly fell to the bottom, and in his horrified eyes, a black black suddenly appeared in front of him, and the shy smile was like a demon's smile in the young man's eyes at this time, and then, a sharp pain came from his left leg, and his leg bone was broken.
After breaking his left leg, the young man lost his balance, dropped his sword and held his leg on the ground, screaming in pain, unable to care about maintaining any aristocratic demeanor.
At the same time, a figure slowly walked to the VIP seat where the man in black and the others were, coughed slightly, and before a few people turned around, this figure had already spoken with malice, "It's been a long time, how is it? This gladiatorial battle is very exciting, isn't it? This is specially prepared for you." ”
As soon as the familiar voice sounded, the beautiful woman's face became ugly, and the two stared at the brown-haired young man who appeared in front of them with serious faces, and just wanted to speak, but was stopped by the young man with a wave of his hand.
"Don't be busy saying hello yet, let's watch the game, hehehehe, your friend only has a broken leg now, and there is another one, don't worry, we will always have time to catch up, hahahaha!"
With a rampant laugh, the young man turned around and left, leaving behind a beautiful woman with a solemn expression and a man in black who was confused.
It wasn't until the young man walked away that the man in black asked in a curious whisper, "Is that person your friend just now?" It's really funny, he actually wants to break the young man's legs, although the means are a little ruthless, but it can be regarded as helping us breathe, is he from this gladiatorial arena?"
"Not really, but the two legs of the people at the bottom will definitely be gone. The beautiful woman said in a long voice