"Master Achilles!" Saddric said helplessly, "You used your two-handed giant sword well in the first game, why did you change to a one-handed straight sword in the second game?" Now we have to give you a nickname for the Colosseum. How's the Nightblade? ”

"Yes." Asker said.

"It's weird. Others have a thousand choices of nicknames, for fear that the call will not be loud or majestic. You're good, it doesn't matter at all, you don't care about fame. Saddric shook his head in confusion and sighed and walked away. Sidlifa, who was sharpening an axe next to him, raised his head and said with a smile:

"Great. Every time I call you 'Vikings,' I get goosebumps. ”

"Why don't you give it to you?" Asker said.

"I'd better call it 'Barbarian'. Don't you think the name is more aesthetically pleasing than Vikings? "But it doesn't matter. The audience in the gladiatorial arena likes the new and hates the old, and when you are here for a long time, unless you can complete the feat of killing more than one in every scene, you won't even have a chance to let the host mention the nickname. ”

"It's the Green team next." Asker asked.

"Yes. The day before yesterday, the day before yesterday and yesterday, they have defended the gladiatorial gold cup for three days in a row. "Do you know why the blue team was so weak this morning?" Because all the old people of the original blue team were killed by the green team, only the leader polar bear surrendered and survived. Hehe, it's still important to surrender at the right time. ”

"By the way, the members of the Green Team are all Northlanders who have been eliminated by the Valencian Shield Guard." Sidlifa sharpened her axe and stroked the blade with her fingers, "Don't underestimate them because they're eliminated. ”

"In that case, when the gladiatorial fight begins, let's change the way we play." Asker said after a moment's silence.

"What's the way to play?" Sidlifa asked curiously.

"Match." Asker said.

Soon, the final gladiatorial whistle sounded. At the other end of the training ground, Theotis and the members of the red team were also ready to go, and they did not cast malicious glances at Asker's side like the previous two times, but each had a cold face.

It seems that the green team that will be played against in the end has also put a lot of pressure on them.

The crowd walked out of the underground passage and came to the gladiatorial arena. The members of the green team on the opposite side had also arrived, and sure enough, they were all tall Norman men from the Northland, holding two-handed swords or giant axes, and their arms alone were as thick as Asker's calves.

"I understand why you're proposing to cooperate." Sidlifa sighed, "Any one of these guys can knock me out alone." ”

Asker smiled. Of course, his proposal was not because he couldn't beat it alone, but because he wanted to see how well Sidlifa's teamwork was like.

"Ladies and gentlemen! Today's final gladiatorial fight begins! The host's commentary style seems to be much more restrained and serious, no longer as vulgar and nonsensical as the first two games, "Dressed in a green burqa is our defending champion, the Yeat barbarians from Scandia in the far north!" Their bravery and savagery need no more rhetoric to describe them, and I will only say one word, and that is 'Beowulf'. ”

Beowulf, a trilogy of epic films, features Beowulf as the legendary lord of the Northland Jeat tribe, known for his heroic battles and slaying monsters.

The audience shouted excitedly and threw coins into the arena, hoping to provoke the anger of the Yellow gladiators and make the battle more intense.

"The challenger is our red team! Led by the cunning Thracian 'Brown Bear', along with our newcomer king 'Nightblade' and his close partner 'Big Guy'! ”

"Bastard!" Sidlifa was so angry that she almost jumped to her feet, "My nickname is 'Barbarian'!" 'Barbarians'! ”

Asker was guilty. Is the nickname "barbarian" better heard than "big guy"?

"So, is it the Solomon people in the south who are more skillful, or the Jeatites in the north who are more brave and invincible? Let's lift the curtain on the war! As the host ended sensationally at the end, the starting gun rang out at the same time.

The battle began, and Asker and Sidlifa rushed out in an instant. To their surprise, the RED gladiator did not shrink his formation to cut them off, but rushed out at almost the same speed, fighting the fierce and wild barbarian warriors on the opposite side.

A barbarian warrior of Yeat rushed towards Aske, his bearded face overflowing with red blood. This time, Asker took the military stabbing sword of the Shinra, and slashed at the opponent's neck with a tiger slash.

The barbarian on the opposite side suddenly slashed his two-handed sword horizontally and steadily blocked the tiger cut.

No, Asker realized that the other party's strength exceeded the level of a normal person, and his physical strength was at least above level 4!

The barbarian warrior quickly flattened his two-handed greatsword and slammed it into a thrust. Asker's horizontal sword was blocked, and the opponent immediately pushed the sword forward, and the blade of the big sword pressed the gauntlet of the stabbing sword to gurgle.

"Oops." The officers of the guard in the box commented, "This opponent seems to be a transcendent, and his physical strength surpasses him in all aspects—Achilles is in danger." ”

"Michael, do you want to call the Colosseum a timeout?" One of the guards officers asked, "With his talents, it's a shame to die here." ”

"If he dies, then he is inferior in skills, what is there to be sorry for?" Michael said coldly.

The guard officer was speechless.

"The nagging host, but this time he was right." Michael was silent and continued, "This gladiatorial battle is a duel between Solomon's superb swordsmanship skills and the strong physical fitness of the Northlanders. If we use our power to save him, what will the outside audience think? It will be thought that it is us Solomons, and we are not the opponents of the Northlanders in a head-to-head duel, and we can only play intrigue and trickery outside the battlefield! ”

He spoke sharply, and the officers of the guards around him bowed their heads and remained silent.

Many clever officers even thought of a deeper level, that is, the Emperor's Guards Officer Corps and the Varangian Shield Guard, and the different purple-clothed highnesses that have recently chosen to be loyal to.

Michael chose His Highness Theodora, while the Varangian Guard, made up of Northlanders, chose His Highness Zoe.

Maybe the relationship between the two princesses in purple is not as united and harmonious as it seems? Or maybe His Highness has no intention of fighting, but the Imperial Scepter is not allowed to hold both hands together, and the people standing in line below have already begun to wrestle with each other?

In the gladiatorial arena, Aske took a half step back, and the barbarian warrior was about to take advantage of the situation to push his sword, when he suddenly heard the sound of wind behind his head.

He ducked his head and ducked, Sidlifa's battle axe slashing over his head.

"Not bad." Aske said approvingly. Encircling Wei to save Zhao is the minimum tactical awareness that professional players should have.

Although this Sidlifa is a stupid girl, she still has basic tactical literacy. With a slight twist of his wrist and a flick of his sword, he attacked the barbarian warrior and said at the same time:

"Try a left and right pinch?"

Sidlifa immediately understood, and the battle axe in both hands was picked up like a whirlwind, and slashed in the other direction.

The barbarian warrior swung his greatsword with great force, and opened Hidlifa's battle axe, where Aske had already seized the gap behind his swing, and stabbed his sword past his right side, and shouted in his mouth:

"Jump Split!"

The stabbing sword was too fast, and the barbarian warrior had no time to collect his sword to block, so he had to step back and avoid it for a while. Sidlifa on the right had already jumped high, his whole body tense like a bow in the air, and his two-handed battle axe was held high behind his head, slashing down with the gravity of his whole body!

There was a loud bang, almost deafening people's ears. The barbarian warrior hurriedly blocked with his sword, caught Sidlifa's jump split, and was instantly pushed backwards by the huge force, and the corner of his eye saw a cold light flash, and it was too late to dodge, and the tip of Asker's sword wiped his throat.

"Pretty." Asker shook off the blood from his sword and said to Sidlifa, "Next? ”

"Come!" Sidlifa reminisced about the battle just now, only to feel that the cooperation with Asker was simply seamless, and couldn't help but burst with confidence, and said excitedly, "Hurry up, hurry up!" Kill one more! ”

The two of them didn't stop and quickly locked on to the next target. The barbarian warrior had just slain a red-clad gladiator and pulled his tomahawk from his corpse when he saw the two men rushing towards him with murderous vigour.

With one enemy and two enemies, the barbarian warrior was not afraid, and saw the momentum of the two with axes in both hands, and slashed out with a full moon. Asker slid to the ground in the middle of the dash, lowered his body to avoid the Full Moon Slash, and slid to the feet of the Barbarian warrior.

Sidley's law is a temporary horizontal axe block, and she is staggered by the full moon slash. The barbarian warrior was about to stride in pursuit, only to see Asker, who was close to the ground, already bounced at the sword, and the tip of the sword pierced his jaw.

The barbarian warrior turned his head to avoid it, twisted his tomahawk and slashed down diagonally.

Asker dodged backwards, and Sidlifa had steadied himself and charged at him with a ferocious tomahawk.

The barbarian warrior hurriedly held her battle axe, and the rear Aske kicked back, his body was like lightning and approached, the tip of the sword stabbed forward against the opponent's chain mail, and his left hand pressed the hilt of the sword and pushed it violently, and the stabbing sword immediately tore the iron ring and pierced deeply into the opponent's back.

"What about your sword?" The corpse of the barbarian warrior fell to the ground, and Sidlifa asked, putting away the battle axe. The sword that pierced the chain mail was stuck in the broken iron ring, and it seemed that it was difficult to pull it out.

"Just a change of weapon." Asker let go of the hilt of his sword and picked up the axe from the ground.

The battle in the gladiatorial arena was fierce, and the flesh and blood were flying, and the audience was so enthusiastic that they sprinkled the coins in their bags like rain on the field.

The box at the top is even more distinct, overall, the red team occupies a disadvantage, and the battle damage is basically two for one, but it can't bear the two killing gods Asker and Sidlifa, and the yellow-clothed barbarian warriors who specialize in picking up the lone hunter hunt, can barely maintain the balance of numbers on both sides.

"Who's that big man?" Michael asked suddenly, "The one who fought with Achilles." ”

"Hidlifa of Helsingør." Next to him, a guard officer brought a list of gladiatorial arenas, "Northlanders." ”

"The Northlanders of Varangia? Already in advance of contact with him? One of the guard officers looked slightly condensed and said suspiciously, "Maybe it's His Highness Zoe's order." ”

"Not really." Michael denied, "This Sidlifa is the female name of the Northlands, and the Valencian Guard never recruits women. ”

"Is she a woman? The combat effectiveness seems to be very good. A guard officer looked down and said, "The physique is also very strong, 1.9 meters, like a woolly bear." ”

Suddenly there was a cheerful laugh in the box.