Hundreds of athletes, dozens of referees and priests, and 24,000 spectators...... This Olympic stadium instantly became silent, and almost everyone had their mouths wide open and their expressions frozen.

Throughout the sports arena, it seems that the passage of time has stopped!

It was condensed into a freeze-frame picture.

The painting is titled:

Astound!

You feel strong emotions:

Shock+1, +1, +1......

Heartless puppets, they can only absorb nearby emotions but they are also quickly full of value, and 100 points are all shocking!

I don't know how long it froze, and a shout rang out in the square:

"Your Majesty!"

More than a dozen men who were also wearing underwear and red cloaks, even as spectators, with spears and shields on their backs, rushed towards the dead.

That's right, it was the current king of Sparta who was smashed by Yanluo's "one discus"!

This king is not Leonidas from the "Spartan 300", the guy is dead, but Archidamos II.

It is worth mentioning that Athens and Sparta are now in hostility, one of the two sides formed the Delian League, the other formed the Peloponnesian League, saber rattling, if it was not for the start of the Olympic Games, even the war would have to be truce, maybe it would have already been fought.

Now Sparta has about 35,000 infantry and cavalry! What is this concept? Know that this is the West, not China.

Such troops, and every one of them is Sparta! It can be said that it is a powerful and perverted force.

The king of Sparta, Argidamos II, was ambitious, and this time he came to participate in the Olympic Games in order to expand the influence of Sparta and attract other city-states, and prepare to start the war against Athens after the Olympic Games, but he did not expect to sit in the VIP seat and be hit in the head by a discus throw.

Precisely:

He died before he left the school, and his head was full of blood in the discus.

"Dead!"

A priest trembled and raised his hand to test it, and then said the result with a pale face.

This is actually nonsense, no need to say it, whoever sees this scene understands that the king of Sparta is dead! With such a large object on his head, even Wang Chongyang, who has cultivated innate divine skills, can't stand it, not to mention that the king of Sparta is just an ordinary macho man.

"Dead?"

The people in the stands, who knew the current situation in Greece, looked at each other, while several spectators from Athens were ecstatic.

The native athlete who led the Athenian city-state, the Athenian political official who came to the Olympics, an old man in his 50s, the wrinkles on his smiling face were stretched layer by layer, and he couldn't help but sigh:

"Good discus!"

With this exclamation, the audience in the entire Olympic stadium also seemed to come to life, and suddenly, the "buzzing" discussion boiled into the sky, and Wang Dongwei and Zhu Xiaoyong also broke away from this strong shock.

"Hiss......"

Wang Dongwei took a breath of cold air like a toothache.

"Brother Yan is so handsome, no matter how far away, he can do one...... It is said that the dead man is the king of Sparta? This king is too sad, isn't it...... Brother Wang? Brother Wang? Zhu Xiaoyong saw the solemn faces of his teammates around him, as if something big had happened.

"The wheels of history are rolling forward again......"

As soon as he said half a sentence, he said, "No...... It should be said that the wheel of history, this time, I don't know where to go......"

"You know, Athens and Sparta are going to fight! And there are also a large group of city-state brothers on both sides. To put it in layman's terms, it is like Hong Xing and Dongxing fighting, one side is Chen Haonan, the leader of Causeway Bay, and the other side is Brother Yaoyang, who was about to cut, but a brick flew and slapped Brother Yaoyang on the street. ”

"The Peloponnesian War has been fought for almost 30 years! The brutal defeat of Athens and the end of the democratic era in Greece brought about the destructive power of the nearly 30-year war and made Greece turn from prosperity to decline. ”

Wang Dongwei said with a smile: "Pericles, you should thank Yanluo, this discus can make Athens prosperous for at least a few more decades." Well, Sparta is an oligarchy Once the king dies, the remaining generals will definitely fall into an internal struggle for power, and the situation in Europe can be said to have changed. ”

"This is definitely the toughest discus in history!"

"it!"

Zhu Xiaoyong expressed his feelings in his heart, and then said: "Isn't it dangerous for Brother Yan to kill the king of Sparta?" ”

"Don't worry, this is not a Spartan city-state after all, but an Olympic one, Yan Luo alone can break a legion of hundreds of people, more than 10 Spartan warriors, he can't be killed, and when the news reaches back to Spartan City, we will also return to the world."

"Let's see the excitement!"

Witnessing such a big event made Wang Dongwei, a cultural person, very excited, and the only regret was that he did not throw the discus, but only participated in history, not created history.

Yan Luo's heartless puppet, the emotions that have accumulated now, 100 points are all shock, a single emotion can not be fused with the mask, liberating 10 points - wearing the title of "sage" on his head, and sure enough, the strong emotions of shock are suppressed.

You feel strong emotions:

+1 rage, +1 rage, +1 rage......

Yan Luo's gaze, looking left and right, found himself surrounded by a group of naked men with bare buttocks.

These were the athletes of the city-state of Sparta.

Soon, 10 o'clock anger was full.

90 points of shock, 10 points of anger, fusion!

In his consciousness, two rays of light were converging together, as if to condense a mask phantom, but ......

"Smack!"

From the crisp shattering sound that sounded in his head, the personality mask shattered into several fragments, most of which turned into points of light and disappeared, but a large 18% fragment remained.

Yan Luo looked at these people and tried to make an innocent expression:

"Well, I didn't mean to......"

"It just slipped a little bit."

The air instantly became very heavy.

You feel strong emotions:

+2 rage, +2 rage, +2 rage......

Yan Luo looked at it wordlessly, these Spartan naked men who surrounded him, and the anger of the other party seemed to be even stronger than just now......

He decided to try harder—he was here to compete, not to fight.

"I'm also sorry that this happened, everyone is a man, okay if you have more energy? In this way, when the Olympics are over, I invite everyone to eat, delicacies from the East, braised pork, sweet and sour pork ribs, mapo tofu? Speaking of vinegar and chili, have they appeared now? ”

You feel strong emotions:

+2 rage, +2 rage, +2 rage......

Yan Luo's tone was sincere and friendly: "Look at my sincere face, give me face." ”

"Kill him!"

More than 10 Spartan guards, and 7 naked Spartan athletes, all the hatred gathered on Yanluo's body, and the other athletes had long since avoided it, and suddenly, this Olympic stadium became a gladiator arena in ancient Rome.

"Violence won't solve the problem!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, Yan Luo complained while pulling his legs and running, at this time, two Spartan naked men on the left and right pounced together, which was a wrestling technique of "wrestling".

"Woo ......"

Dressed in olive oil, he squeezed out of the arms of two naked men and ran onto the track for the "sprint" race, while a famous Spartan athlete and Spartan escort chased after him desperately, and a good sports meeting became a mess.

Seeing this scene, some of the audience were dumbfounded, and some cheered loudly, with an expression of fear that the world would not be chaotic.