After waiting for a long time, no one dared to attack, and a flying axe slid through and directly cut the two people on the stage into several pieces. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"You are shrinking and don't dare to attack, so go straight to death!" An arrogant voice reached the stage.

Chunxiao saw a young man appear on the opposite side of the ring, picked up the axe that he had struck, although he didn't dare to compliment his appearance, but just now, Chunxiao could be sure that this young man was a master.

And after the appearance of this young man, it actually caused cheers, and many people cheered.

Chunxiao didn't know, so she had to ask the young man next to her.

The young man looked at Chunxiao, and had to explain bitterly: "He is Draedin, the most capable executioner in the Noxus Empire now, many people have seen his fancy decapitation, and the scene is very exciting, so as soon as he appears, so many people will cheer for him, and they are all his fans." ”

It turned out to be a fan effect, you can really have fans for anything, Chunxiao thought about whether she wanted to do something to attract fans? After all, it's a really cool feeling.

After Draven's warning, the rest of the people on the stage did not dare to delay time, for fear of dying under Draven's flying axe, they went up one after another to take the initiative to besiege the spear youth, and after a while, there was only one person left on the stage, and there was the spear youth over there.

The head sat here, Caterina looked at Delevingne who appeared at some point, and smiled and reprimanded: "This kid." ”

Cassio Penny, the sister next to her, whispered to Caterina, "I heard that the Delai Alliance has been wooing Noxus officials everywhere recently, should we do something?" ”

Caterina shook her head and replied; "I have my own measure in these things, you just need to do what I tell you to do."

At this time, forty prisoners of war came up on the stage, and the spear at this time had already become a waste gun in the hands of the young man, because the head of the gun was damaged when he defeated the twenty people above, and the sharp-eyed audience in the audience naturally saw that the young man was holding a waste gun, so the good deeds were shouting: "Give him a new gun." ”

This sound was directly heard by Draven, and he took out a new gun directly from the arsenal and threw it to the youth, and the battle began!

At this time, the two audience members in front of Chunxiao, an old man and a middle-aged scribe, were also talking quietly.

The old man looked at the battle on the stage, and said without replying: "Did you find out the name?" ”

"Back to Your Majesty, I found out, it seems to be called Zhao Xin." The middle-aged scribe whispered.

The young man on the stage naturally didn't know that his every move would be followed by a big man, let alone that his name was also known, he only knew that he died when he was captured by Noxus, although his gun skills were superb, but as long as he was a prisoner of war, he would not end well, and he was the same.

After Zhao Xin took the new gun, he looked at the opponents on the stage, who had doubled the number of opponents, and could no longer use the spear to fight the enemy so calmly, because from the beginning to the present, there was almost no rest time in the middle of the battle, and if you want to delay the time to fight, death is the best end.

The same result was for these forty people, it was impossible to drag, so they had to fight with Zhao Xin madly.

Zhao Xin shot through the air and killed two people, but he didn't expect the dying person to hold Zhao Xin's gun, Zhao Xin couldn't pull out the gun, and several swords were cut in the back, Zhao Xin had no choice but to let go of the handle of the gun, and a somersault opened the distance between the opponents.

Everyone surrounded at once, Zhao Xin had no spear empty-handed, grabbed the white blade empty-handed, directly snatched the knife in the hand of a person who came up, waved his hand and cut down the opponent who came up to fight, rushed all the way to the dead corpse holding the spear, held the handle of the gun and directly picked up the corpse, while everyone rushed up, Zhao Xin's internal strength shook violently, the gun force acted on the corpse, and it was directly torn apart, and the corpse hit the person There was a slight pause, Zhao Xin's spear crossed, and the last few remaining people on the stage all died, Zhao Xin also had a lot of wounds on his body.

And the old man who watched showed appreciation, but he still wanted to continue to see how long this Zhao Xin could last, and he also wanted to see how long Zhao Xin could last These high-level leaders of Noxus, so this time he directly sent a hundred people, instead of eighty.

The audience in the audience became more and more excited, and there was no vacancy in the densely packed auditorium.

Chunxiao looked at the hundred people who were pulled up, and secretly said that although he could kill these hundred people, if there was no such perverted exercise, there was no trick in this exercise, only one weapon, even if he gave himself superb martial arts, he was afraid that he would not be able to get to the point like Zhao Xin, thinking of this, Chunxiao didn't want to see Zhao Xin fall on the stage, after all, such people are really rare.

If it weren't for the clear realization that it was impossible for him to rescue Zhao Xin single-handedly, Chunxiao almost moved the idea of saving people.

Hundreds of people stood in front of Zhao Xin, forming several layers of human walls, which were impermeable.

The battle began, and many people couldn't see the battle scene inside the human wall, and could only watch one by one people being picked up and flying away, falling outside, and not knowing whether they were alive or dead.

Gradually, the corpse fell on the outside, and the audience saw Zhao Xin, who was stepping on the corpse and fighting with someone, covered in blood, unable to distinguish whether it was his or the opponent's, and could only see a person fall in front of him, and he was injured but completely ignored, killing the opponent under the gun, and the spear was there!

The people in the gladiatorial arena began to clean up the corpses of the hundred people, and Zhao Xin tore off a piece of dead man's cloth and wrapped his still bleeding wounds.

There was another burst of cheers from the audience, and many people began to ask about Zhao Xin's origin, because no one had ever seen a master with a gun, presumably such a person should not be an unknown person, but no one knew Zhao Xin's origin, and even the middle-aged scribe next to the old man did not find out Zhao Xin's origin.

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Svein looked at Zhao Xin, who was injured on the stage and hurried to rest, and couldn't help but sigh: "This person really has the courage of ten thousand people, but it's a pity that he can't be used by us, it's really a pity." In his opinion, Zhao Xin couldn't withstand the next three hundred people.

Not only did he think so, but many of the audience in the audience thought so, so the people in the gladiatorial arena opened a handicap, betting on whether Zhao Xin could survive the battle of 300 people.

The person who placed the plate came to Chunxiao and asked Chunxiao if he would bet.

"Next, the spear wins, this is five hundred gold coins!" Chunxiao suppressed Zhao Xinying without hesitation, although Zhao Xin now looked shaky on stage, and there were a lot more wounds.

"Brother, you really have the courage to directly press so much, that's three hundred!" The people next to him were amazed at Chunxiao's decisiveness, although they all thought that Chunxiao would lose it all, but Chunxiao didn't think so, what was gambling was Chunxiao's appreciation of a gunner's indomitable belief in victory, which had little to do with victory, but the spear in that realm.

(To be continued)