Silver Ancient Refining Ten.

It looked like a terrifying weapon.

There are twelve weapons in total. At this time, they were inserted into the black iron bracket in the deep darkness of the demon forbidden. The handle is facing up, and the blade is down.

Some of the weapons are very large, some are one person tall. For example, the black axe in front of me with a tail already higher than Luwa's head, the edge of the axe is extremely sharp, and if the light casts its shadow on the snow-white wall, it will look like a black ghost silhouette or karmic fire.

Luwa's eyes swept all the way, and finally, he froze on a short weapon.

It was a dagger. The dagger is delicate and short. The handle of the dagger is made of black iron, and it is outlined with countless small but delicate lines, and the handle joins the blade in a slightly convex lattice on both sides. At the other end of the lattice is a sharp blade that captures people's hearts, like a snake's mouth with fangs, although it may not seem special, but it gives people a very special and different sense of fear.

The dagger is the smallest, and is more suitable for Lois than any other weapon that is too large.

Louva cautiously stretched out his hand and swallowed hard.

"Buzz". Luwa grabbed it. The blade made a slight vibrating sound.

At this time, Louva's dirty black smiling face was as pale as paper, and his face was dull. It was as if he had been hit by a fixed spell and remained motionless. The right hand he held the handle of the dagger vibrated violently, as if it was a poisonous python that would fly up at will. It's terrifying.

Just as Luwa was about to let go, the dagger suddenly fell silent. This should have been something to be thankful for, but in the eyes of everyone, it was more like a bomb that had been detonated at some point, and it was even more dangerous than before. You must know that waiting for a poisonous python to stand still will make people frightened.

Preparation room, window edge.

"How can Ruwa be a dragonborn?" Wise's pupils shrank suddenly.

"Could it be that because of its small size, even ordinary people can master it?" Mo Xiaoshu was also staring at Luwa's hand holding the dagger.

"I don't know. What I know is already taboo. If it weren't for the book I stumbled upon, I wouldn't even know this. Wise shook his head.

"I always had a bad feeling." Mo Xiaoxiao's eyes narrowed slightly.

"I feel that way, too." Nod wisely.

"Quasi-...... You ready? The referee was also taken aback.

He's always been a referee here.

In all the years he was a referee, every match he would be asked to present the tin box, and then he would be asked to open it, and if anyone would be willing to use the weapon here, then it could be offered to him. But whether you want to or not, you are asked to hold it for at least a second. If such a weapon is not acceptable, there is an option to put it down and then provide them with a normal weapon. This was the rule of the Colosseum's founding owner. The Colosseum has also been around for almost 100 years, and as long as it is the turn of such a game, it is required to carry out these practices. No one knew why he did this except the owner. I heard that the master is also very mysterious, and there are only a handful of people who have seen the master's face, and it is even more nonsense to ask him why he did this.

As a result, the story was passed down, but no one asked why.

However, to this day, even Kushahan, who won the championship that year, has never picked up any of them. It's like a curse, and no one is allowed to pick it up.

Beads of sweat fell from the corners of Luwa's forehead, and he nodded with difficulty. He didn't speak, and his slightly pained expression didn't seem to have the strength to speak.

"I see," the referee nodded, and he suddenly raised his voice to the microphone, "Then next, I have to ask the warrior Luwa to fight against the C-level bull." Herding cattle! The countdown begins! ”

With the countdown of five-four-three-two-one, a black bull rushed out of the doorway at the other end of the field. It kicked all fours, aimed its horns at Luwa, and then ran quickly, a faint dust kicked up behind it.

Luwa gritted his teeth, his eyes staring at the bull who rushed up. He's looking for a moment, a moment that can kill him with one blow.

The dagger in his hand was so strange, he could clearly feel the explosive surging energy hidden in it, he didn't have much time to control it, and this battle had to be resolved quickly. He is very aware of his situation at the moment, and if he is not careful, his life will be ruined.

Facing the galloping bull, Lu Wa turned slightly sideways, then stepped forward with his left foot to the right, and pointed the tip of the dagger in his right hand forward. Worthy of a trained guy, he was ready to fight in a very short time.

The mad bull roared slightly, his eyes full of angry mania. But at the same time, there was a little bit of light in its eyes.

The opponent was too impulsive, and the sharp horns were aimed at his chest, and after a short decision, Luwa chose to dodge.

A few meters closer to Luwa, the bull suddenly exerted his strength again, and the speed of his run increased suddenly, as if in the blink of an eye, the horns approached with a chill.

Ruwa turned sideways.

But then, Niu Ba's actions were enough to make Lu Wa frightened.

This is definitely not the kind of bull bully I practiced in the army, it's just ...... Worlds apart!

I saw that Niu Ba seemed to be born smart, and it suddenly turned its head in advance, and the horns of the bull changed direction in the air. Then stabbed precisely at the place where Lowa was dodging.

Everything is like a 90-degree collision at a crossroads.

At this point, it was too late to change direction, and the horns were pressed against his chest, and he almost instinctively raised the dagger and then held the dagger back, the tip of the blade pointing downward, and stabbed hard at the mad bull.

He wanted to use his blade to force back the bull.

But his movements were still a beat slower.

The cold light of the fan swept towards Niu Ba. The cold light in the air flickered.

It was a freeze frame, and then, it was all over!

"Snap ......". Bright red blood fell to the ground.

At this time, Luwa's stomach was pierced by Niu Ba's right horn, and the tip of the horn with oozing blood came out of Luwa's back.

And Niu Ba also paid a huge price. The tip of Luwa's blade also pierced into Niu Ba's neck diagonally from above in an instant. The hot blood in Niu Ba's body shot several blood arrows in the air. A few fell to the ground, several splashed on Luwa's dagger-wielding hands and face.

Blood slowly slid down Luwa's hands and face, leaving deep red marks.

From the backgrip of the dagger to the piercing of the stomach, it took less than three seconds before and after. The whole process is so fast that everyone's eyes can't keep up. When all the movements stopped in an instant, everyone saw the blood at this time.

The gentlemen and ladies on the stage took a deep breath of cold air. Their faces were a little pale from fright.

Mo Xiaoshu and Mingming in the preparation room both glanced at each other.

"Luwa can't survive anymore." Mo Xiaoshu opened his mouth.

"As soon as the horns of the bull are withdrawn, Luwa will die of hemorrhage. And Niu Ba has also been killed, and after lying on the ground, it is Luwa's death. Wise nodded.

Wise inhales with a slight tremor. In fact, although he hates Luwa very much, he is still a little optimistic about him purely in terms of physical fitness. It's just that he really didn't expect that Lowe would end up bloody in such an instant as soon as he came on the field. The part-time job was unexpected.

A wry smile appeared on Luwa's face. He pulled the dagger out of Niu Ba's neck with all his might.

I saw a blood fountain gushing out with a strong fishy smell and splashing all over the ground.

Niu Ba's body trembled obviously. The eyeholes that had been manic a moment ago were now a little dull and unfocused. Blood flowed out of its body at a rapid pace from the bloody hole, and its strength was also carried away at a rapid pace.

But for a moment, it didn't even have the strength to open its eyes. As it stopped breathing, it slowly closed its eyes, and then hung its head limply. The horns pulled away from Luva's stomach.

It fell sideways. Niu Ba is dead!

"Poof". As the horns left, Luwa struggled to raise his left hand, almost instinctively pressing against the spurting blood.

But what's the use of that? He didn't have the strength to close his fingers, and he was so thin that even if he closed his fingers, he couldn't cover them. The blood was bubbling red with his dirty left hand, and then it flowed down the hem of his thin coat and trouser legs. Nearly two-thirds of his clothes and pants were soaked with blood. Everything he did was a drop in the bucket.

Under his feet were a pool of blood that grew larger and larger, and the blood on his face was fading rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, his black face became pale as paper, and all life was rapidly withdrawn from his body, like water flowing out of a torn hose.

His right hand hung down weakly, and his five fingers were released. The blade fell to the ground. It was so sharp that the blades sank into the ground without hindrance, revealing only the lattice and the hilt.

A strange scene suddenly appeared. The dark black ran up the tip of his right finger. It's like a roll of paper towels thrown into an ink tank. In a moment, his entire right arm was black. There was a faint white gas on the surface, as if it had been corroded by concentrated sulfuric acid.

He didn't even have the strength to suffer, he just instinctively looked up at the window of the preparation room.

Mo Xiaoxiao, Mingzhi, Pock, and his little brothers were all reflected in his pupils, and then closed their eyes and disappeared.

He shook his body slightly, bent his knees slightly, and half-knelt on the ground, and then his front body was all on the ground, stained with blood all over the ground.

Ruwa also died.

This game is a bit heart-wrenching to watch. Even the audience on the stage was a little helpless, looking at each other.

Champion, no. For whom do they celebrate and shout?

Loser, no. To whom are they sneering?

There was silence in the stands for a moment, and then it suddenly exploded.

The referee looked up, and the faces of the spectators were full of irritation. After a while, Bart's voice came from the headset: "Referee, this game is canceled, it will be restarted, and the games that have not been won or lost are all rubbish." Our guests are not here to see a draw. ”

"Yes!" The referee was slightly stunned, he involuntarily turned his head to look at the pool of blood on the ground, and opened his mouth.

Although he is a little pitiful, he has his own responsibilities after all. With a high level of dedication, the referee took a deep breath and reacted quickly. He contacted the stretcher team, who had been on the sidelines.

The stretcher team quickly trotted into the field. When they saw such a miserable picture, they couldn't help but be stunned. The movements in his hands were also stunned. They are already dead, and they don't even need treatment, so why are they called? They looked up at the referee with some confusion.

"There's a game ahead. Please get rid of them as soon as possible. Or sell it to the hospital to do ** autopsy, or whatever. I've given them to you, whatever you want to do with them, just get rid of them. The referee urged.

The stretcher team nodded unevenly, and then quickly stepped into a pool of blood, blood splattering as they stepped on. They lifted Luwa's body and threw it on a stretcher, then quickly left the arena.

The referee called a wrestler with large muscles all over his body to pick up the dead bull and turn to leave.

The meat grinder placed underground in the arena is the final destination of the cows.