"Oh oh oh, come on, beast boy, don't be cowardly, take out the desperate momentum you had a week ago!!"

"Tear him apart, Tiger Ghost, Lao Tzu has bet a lot of money on you, and you are absolutely not allowed to fail!!"

"Kill him, kill him!"

Around the spacious underground gladiatorial arena, the audience was filled with emotional crowds at the moment, regardless of gender, regardless of status, all of them were shouting feverishly at this moment, cheering for the screams of the gladiators they supported under the arena, which seemed very lively.

Maybe in the outside world, some of these audiences are noble, or reserved aristocratic upper-class people, or rich businessmen and tycoons of philistines, or maybe Sven's office staff, but at this moment, they all took off the disguise in the outside world and turned into violent gladiatorial audience, and the cheering was all wild and even bloody.

"Oh oh~ dear ladies and gentlemen, it's time for our feast again, I guess you can't wait, so although it may not be necessary, first of all, please allow me to introduce the two players on the field to the new guests!"

At the edge of the venue with a radius of more than 20 meters, a male host in his thirties in a black suit was holding a spiritual guide amplifier that resembled the shape of a microphone but depicted a circle of strange patterns on the surface.

"First of all, the one on my left is the star player of our gladiatorial arena, a mercenary, a wild strong man with the title of 'Tiger Ghost', who has experienced a total of forty-two deathfights without defeat in the three years since his debut, and has also set a record of tearing apart a mortal-level tiger-shaped elf with his bare hands, the uncrowned king of our mortal-level group - Baroud!!"

"Woohoo ——!!"

Following the direction indicated by the host's left hand, you can see a muscular man with a smooth scalp, a height of two meters three, dark skin and knotted muscles, a naked upper body full of scars and wearing a pair of tiger-striped leather pants, and a muscular man with a face full of flesh and ugly like a ghost.

In particular, some new spectators who came to watch the gladiatorial match for the first time couldn't help but be a little frightened by its ferocious momentum, and after two seconds of silence, the audience immediately burst into even greater enthusiasm.

"Oh, that's it!"

"Tiger Ghost, come on, show your might!"

"Very good, it seems that our Balud player is very energetic and in good shape, so on the other hand, let's take a look at his opponent, the one on my right-hand-" The host duly overcame the noise and pointed to the other side of the field with his right hand:

"Born in a civilian, debuted for two years, with a record of eighteen wins, three defeats and two draws, a sensitive player who just completed the heroic record of killing a lion with his bare hands a week ago, he has never fallen down all the way to the end, and was named the 'lucky star' by the good deeds - Jeno!!"

Compared to Baroud's terrifying body size as strong as a humanoid tiger, Jeno is undoubtedly too thin, he is only one meter eight in standard height and thighs are wrist-level with Baroud, obviously in terms of positive strength can not be compared with Baroud, especially, Jeno's state at the moment is much worse than that of Baroud, who is full of energy and spirit.

The upper body, which was also naked, was tied with a yellowed bandage between the chest and abdomen, and the right arm was wrapped in thick gauze, like a cocoon hanging weakly on the neck with gauze, and the whole person's face also looked a little haggard, with an unhealthy paleness.

The only thing that is commendable is probably his much better appearance level compared to the ghost-like 'Tiger Ghost' Barude, Jeno himself is a little handsome, and his two-year gladiatorial career has worn away all his weaknesses, and the whole person has transformed into a temperament like a lone wolf in the prairie, and his eyes are as sharp and cold as a falcon.

For the gladiatorial arena, although many gladiators are slaves, they are also the 'stars' in the gladiatorial arena to attract the attention of the audience, so if they have that foundation, they can enjoy some small benefits in advance when they go to fight, for example, they can take the opportunity to tidy up the image of being sloppy in the dungeon for a long time, at least with a decent image.

And Jeno has such an image base.

"......Shhh

"It looks like there's a big gap between the two sides, and he's still mutilated, right?

"I heard that this Jeno is very lucky, obviously he doesn't look very strong, but he was able to survive the deathfights, and he also attracted a small group of fans!"

"Hmph, I think his appearance is the key to attracting those fans!"

"Ahhh

"Come on, handsome young man!"

The male audience didn't buy it much, and on the other hand, most of the people who supported Jeno were female viewers, after all, Baroud's appearance really didn't meet the aesthetics of normal people. Unfortunately, the number of supporters in this part is very small, and it is completely incomparable to the male audience that occupies the majority of the audience.

"Well, it looks like the audience can't wait, will our uncrowned King Baroud ravage his opponent as always, or will the Lucky Star Kid be able to continue his luck again? Let's wait and see!"

As the host's voice fell, a bell sounded above the gladiatorial arena, which also meant that the gladiatorial match had been announced.

In the middle of the field, Baroud heard the start signal, and a hideous sneer suddenly appeared on his face.

"Hey, little white face, it seems that you are still a little popular? I'm sorry, this makes Uncle Ben very unhappy, so Uncle Ben has decided to crush your face bones and smash all your teeth!

With such a cruel announcement, Baroud let out a low roar, and the whole person rushed forward like a fierce tiger pounced.

Obviously too large compared to ordinary people, with his charge, the sense of oppression brought by him is naturally very strong, and under the sense of contrast, the figure of Jeno standing in front of him seems to have become smaller invisibly.

"If I had faced you a week ago, I would have been killed in an instant, right?" Jano said to himself in a low voice that no one else could hear, as he looked at Baroud as he stared calmly at the rushing over.

"Woohoo!!"

When the two approached to a distance of only five meters from each other, Baroud suddenly roared, and the whole person slammed on the ground and jumped into the air, raised his arms together, and after making a small semicircle in mid-air, he smashed down like a heavy hammer on Jeno below.

is as heavy as a thousand pounds, like a tiger roaring, and the fierce offensive makes the audience can't help but jump in their hearts.

Danger after danger, before the hammer-like heavy fist fell, Jeno's body, which had already slightly lowered his center of gravity, suddenly stepped on the ground with all his strength, and his body retreated rapidly, letting the heavy fist of the hug grub against his face, and then smashed into the ground.

The ——!! was obviously just an attack caused by a mortal fetus, but it made a popping sound as if explosives were buried underground, and the ground that was hit directly caved down, and thus cracked and spread out a crack with a radius of more than one meter.

Jeno, who jumped a few meters backwards, looked at Shi Shiran standing up from the crack in front of him, and his eyes couldn't help but reveal solemnity.

"Hey, little white face, your reaction is good, and your speed is okay!" patting his hands on a little dirt, Baroud didn't care about his first move being dodged, but took a few steps forward and lowered his body center of gravity, and finally the whole person fell on all fours like a beast on the ground.

Its ghost-like face was raised, and his eyes like beasts revealed an aura like he was about to prey, staring at Jeno not far away, and continued to sneer: "But don't get me wrong, I just said hello a little just now, and then it's the main show!

Looking at Baroud's posture, the hustle and bustle of the audience was silent for half a second, and then suddenly rose high again.

"Oh oh, oh oh, there has been a signature form of our 'Tiger Ghost', the hunting form!!As long as this form is used, it means that we Baroud players are going to get serious, so how will Jeno players deal with it?"

Jeno ignored all the movement outside the court, his eyes stared intently at Baroud's figure, and he also greatly lowered his body's center of gravity, and the muscles of his feet began to tense, obviously ready to burst out at any time to dodge.

Looking at Jeno like this, Baroud's grim expression deepened, and his feet smashed the ground under his feet with a force, and at the same time, the hands in front of him also grabbed five fingers and buckled deeply into the ground, his spine bulged like a big bow, and his whole body was like a tense spring, and a fierce momentum spread out invisibly.

The audience, who seemed to be affected by this momentum, couldn't help but wait with bated breath.

"Uh......h Whew——!!!"

Bang !! moment, the ground of the gladiatorial arena exploded, and the audience only heard a bang, and in their eyes, they saw a dark giant shadow passing by in their vision, and the speed was so fast that they couldn't even see its shape clearly!

'-So fast?!...... this guy?!'

At the moment when Baroud broke out, Jeno gradually developed his keen intuition as he narrowly escaped his life, and he did not hesitate to use the hole cards he had intended to hide.

'Spiritual Martial Arts-'Eagle Eye'!!'Super Reaction!!'

With the name of the martial arts move that Jeno silently recited in his mind as if it was autosuggestive, the pupils of his eyes shrank several times, and the depths of his pupils were covered with a faint silver shimmer in an instant, and at the same time, the speed of his thoughts also soared, and he suddenly felt as if the passage of time in the outside world seemed to have slowed down a little.

Relying on two silent spiritual martial arts in succession, Jeno finally caught the trajectory of Baroud who was rushing towards him.

Looking at Barud, who was rushing like a tiger descending the mountain at a very fast speed, and the sound of the breaking wind that swept the mud and dust on the gladiatorial arena just by flying by, and approaching him with a large wave of air like a shockwave, even Jeno, who was in a tough mood, couldn't help but be a little moved.

According to this momentum, if you can't react in time and be hit head-on by its charge, I'm afraid it will be no less than being hit by the head of the train, and you will definitely end up in pieces!

In a flash of thought, he burst into his heart again: 'It's not enough—— 'restrictions lifted'!!'

A strange touch like electricity flowed through every muscle, tendon, and nerve part of his body in an instant! Jeno seemed to hear a slight clicking sound, and with this illusion, he only felt that something invisible in his body had been unraveled.

At this time, wherever his mind went, every inch of the tendons, bones, and nerves in his body were clearly presented in his perception and control, driven by this control, he controlled his body to shift the center of gravity, and all the muscles in his legs were linked, bursting out with a force far greater than usual two hundred percent, just like Baroud did before, the ground was shattered into large cracks, and finally his body was dangerously removed from the route of Baroud's charge.

Then, at the moment when the two of them were staggered, he raised his intact left arm, and his elbow was like an iron stake and slammed into the side of Barud's temple, which had a flash of surprise in his eyes.

It can be seen that Baroud obviously intends to resist, but unfortunately his momentum is too fierce and explosive, and he has reached the point where he can't stop halfway, so even if he wants to resist, it is too late.

'Muscle Strengthening!Spirit Martial Technique - 'Dark Sound'!!'

The super-reaction accelerated Jeno's thinking, and at this time, there was another angry cry in his heart, accompanied by a strange concussion of the arm muscles, and a faint dark energy was blasted into Barud's side of the brain along Jeno's elbow, through the protection of the periosteum, and then this dark energy lost control, and exploded directly in his head like a muffled thunder.

"You ......?!!"

Baroud, who didn't have time to react, was hit by this elbow, his eyes burst out, but his body was still driven by the fierce momentum and rushed forward, and then, instinctively, he slammed into the ground in front of him.

All this happened in an instant, and when the audience reacted, they saw another explosion in the field, and countless dust were scattered and splashed, temporarily obscuring everyone's view.

"Oh oh, oh, look, this is our 'Tiger Ghost' special skill, the 'War Tiger Predation' brought up by charging with a strong explosive power! In the past, even if it was a mortal-level elf, even a mortal-level elf, it was almost impossible to dodge this move unless it was a sensitive type that was already good at speed! And once it hit, no one could survive safely! With the physical defense of the Jeno player, I don't know what the result will be after experiencing this move?"

The host explained responsibly, although he used the word of suspense, but looking at his expression, it was obvious that he didn't think that Jeno could be safe and sound.

Not only him, but the audience in the audience basically thought so.

Therefore, when the smoke and dust in the gladiatorial arena gradually cleared, people were silent when they looked at the traces of the charge that seemed to have been trampled by some kind of large beast in the arena, the back of the strong man lying still in a deep pit more than three meters wide in the center of the arena, and the still standing figure of the emaciated young man located a few meters away from the trace of the charge.

After half a ring, the more experienced host took the lead in reacting, shouting loudly: "Unbelievable, player Baroud actually fell and has not moved yet, while player Jeno is still standing, this, this...... It turned out to be clear that it was our Jeno who won!!"

"Baroud...... Lost?"

“...... Impossible, how can this be?"

"Wait, so to speak...... Ahhh!!——!!h

What is the reaction of outsiders, Jeno can't care anymore, he feels a burst of strong muscle soreness gradually rising up and down his body, and a mental exhaustion in his brain that seems to be after staying up and fighting for two days and two nights, he can't help but smile bitterly, and at the same time look at Barude, who has fallen and lost consciousness, and his heart is happy.

Now, although he can still stand, he is also very reluctant, at this time, the muscles of his whole body have slight tearing signs after excessive explosive strength, and his spirit is even more exhausted, even if he falls down in the next second, it is not strange at all.

"Sure enough, if you use explosive spirit martial arts indiscriminately, the side effects are not something I can control at all, if I can't kill the enemy with one blow, I will definitely die later...... I still haven't cultivated enough, so I have to continue to work harder!"