"It's a warm-up match, and then it's 10 rounds of wheel battles, each round is divided into three rounds, and you win twice in a row to move on to the next round. Pen www.biquge.info Fun ," Sean explained.

It seems to be a very unfair wheel battle, but if you compare the samurai who are skilled in manipulating the armor with those who are improvised and the thugs who have trained temporarily, as long as they don't rush up, the samurai still have the power to fight back.

Sean then instructed his mechanic to find the right armor for the girl, the main body of the armor is a spine that cannot be changed, and the external prosthetics, armor and weapon configuration can all be changed, and there are not many armors that can fit Lilixia's small size.

In the gladiatorial arena, the samurai have the upper hand.

For a lightly armored samurai, the iron rod wielded by the Iron Baron could not even touch his shadow.

And the heavily armed Iron Baron has already survived two rounds of attacks under the samurai, relying on the heavy armor plates, as long as he doesn't fall down in three rounds, he can get a lot of money, and he came for this.

The samurai's weapon is a sword with a slender blade forged from shadow metal, which is light and has metal memory.

When the Colosseum would not be armed, the sword was brought by the samurai, and the thugs in the lower town could only use crude iron rods.

The sword was very advantageous against such a heavily armored enemy, and when he slashed at the Iron Baron, he still had the strength to fire the attacking iron rod.

After several attacks and defenses, the Iron Baron was already out of breath, and the samurai still walked around the Iron Baron, as long as the Iron Baron's defense was relaxed, he would attack.

In the eyes of the audience, they were not interested in seeing how long the tin cans could last under the samurai, and they threw copper coins into the hall one after another, letting out sighs.

The samurai raised his head, glanced at the audience, then returned his gaze to the Iron Baron, slowly retreated, and tucked the more than a meter-long sword into the scabbard behind his waist, half-crouching.

An invisible aura emanated, overshadowing the sighs of the audience.

The presenter of the narration also shut up.

The Iron Baron put down the iron rod that stood in front of him, and the atmosphere of the entire gladiatorial arena was a little weird.

And since the other party gave up the advantage of suppression and let him attack it, he was not welcome.

Half a hundred miles away, there was the sound of machinery running wildly from inside the Iron Baron's armor, a cloud of steam was discharged from behind, and only the red eyeballs of the Iron Baron could be seen in the eye sockets of the helmet.

He is like a provocative bull and a rampaging rhinoceros, and the horns on his head are not ornaments! It is made of black iron, and even a blade made of black iron is difficult to cut with a single blow.

The momentum of his charge was like a rainbow, and the audience erupted into enthusiastic roars.

Unlike military armor, the armor placed in the gladiatorial arena is only 700 horsepower, and the military armor is twice as much as this, but a piece of iron of more than 180 kilograms with 700 horsepower quickly rushes over, no less than the impact of a heavy carriage.

The samurai, on the other hand, stood still, and he could easily dodge this silly impact attack, but he had no intention of dodging.

With a heavy deep breath, the samurai's steam core runs wildly, transporting steam throughout the body and expelling steam clouds from behind.

The Iron Baron seemed to see the icy blue pupils in the armor's eyes, with murderous intent.

Now he can't back down, the huge inertia makes him can't regret it, so he just bumped into it.

Rub ~ ding!

The only sound of the knife coming out of its sheath could be heard, and a blinding light flashed, and the rhinoceros horn had been cut off and bounced on the ground.

For a moment, no one saw the samurai with this sword, and by the time the audience came back to their senses, the samurai had already put his sword into its sheath, and the Iron Baron had fallen aside.

The samurai raised his head and looked at the audience, and many people were still looking at him with murderous intent.

A second later, the audience erupted in enthusiastic shouts, and the audience threw a lot of silver and gold coins into the gladiatorial arena, and they were very satisfied with the duel.

Many women began to cheer, ignoring the image, wanting the samurai to see her.

Most of these armored knights with martial arts skills are from a certain family, and if they can be looked at, they will also attract attention when they attend with this man, because the armor of this world is supreme in terms of force.

And if there is one of the strongest armors, it is the Seraphic Armament developed by the Charminerva Agency.

Some say that this armor was stripped from the angels, and that only the chosen ones could drive it.

It is also said that all countries in the world are imitating the Seraphic armor, but there are only two kinds of armor in the world now, one is the "Seraphic Armament" and the other is the "other armor." ”

It is also said that as long as you master the Seraph, you will master the world.

Because the Seraphs are also helping the Charr, the religious belief to conquer the world's armament, rarely appears on the battlefield, and the mechanics of various countries are eager to get a complete Seraphic armament.

But the Charr will never allow Seraph's parts, and if even one part leaks, there will be someone on the battlefield to clean up the Seraph's wreckage.

The Seraphs are a real tool of violence, but I've heard that the only people who drive this kind of violence are a group of children under the age of 20, and the Seraphs are not nicknamed the Iron Scouts.

Of course, the armor fighting in the gladiatorial arena is just a small fight, and the real armored knights are not willing to appear here.

Lying on the ground, the Iron Baron who flew to the side with his mask flying to the side thought how could such a monster be able to fight!!

The mechanic next to him lifted him up, and he looked around the audience with his thumbs pointing downward.

According to the rules of the gladiatorial arena, after a match, if the spectator gives a thumbs up, then the loser will not be punished, and if it is pointing downwards, indicating dissatisfaction, then the winner will have to deal with the loser.

Of course, the Iron Baron will not be disposed of here, just let the audience watch a little blood, but the armor fight also stipulates that if the opponent falls to the ground, he cannot attack, so the Iron Baron is helped up.

And now the Iron Baron's eyes under his armor looked like death, and he thought it would be good if he hadn't come to this competition.

The samurai casually walked up to him, his hand on the scabbard.

"Don't... No... No! The Iron Baron pleaded, his whole face crumbling, tears and snot flowing, he didn't want to die, he didn't want to face this monster, "I don't want to die yet, I don't want to die yet...... ”

All eyes in the audience focused on the samurai, and the samurai was unaffected and entered a state of Zen.

Thumb lifted the knife, the knife flashed, the iron baron's side armor was completely dented, the facial bone was probably broken, the iron baron's eyes were dark, as if relieved, someone's voice came from his ear, "It's the back of the knife." ”

The samurai is down.