Chapter 66: The Meat Grinder in the Colosseum
"Fifty gold coins. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ο½ο½ο½Uο½Eγ info" The conductor's emotionless voice rang out.
Chunxiao didn't say a word, threw down a money bag, and walked inside.
The position of the gladiatorial arena is basically full, when Chunxiao came in, there were still some vacant seats in the paid position, not too far from the position of the ring, and the next few densely packed are free audience seats, if it were not for the protection of several layers of iron railings, Chunxiao was very suspicious that these people would have squeezed through the railing because of crowding, resulting in a stampede.
Quickly found a place to sit down, after all, the competition on the stage had already begun.
One of the people on the stage who was dueling was holding a big knife and the other was holding a sledgehammer, and the two were fighting back and forth.
The person with the big knife was relatively fast, and cut a few wounds on the opponent's body, and the blood flowed like an infusion, and the opponent was immediately angry, all ignoring his bleeding wounds, and smashed it with a sledgehammer.
With a punch full of anger, he smashed a hole in the ring, rolled the knife hand behind him, and stabbed straight at the knife with both hands.
And because of the loss of force, the hammer hand was unable to pick up the hammer again for a while, and the head was directly cut off by the knife hand.
Knife hand wins!
But after winning, the swordsman did not have a trace of excitement, but sat in the ring with a sad face.
"Why can't he go down, isn't it time for the next one?" Chunxiao was very puzzled.
A young man sitting next to Chunxiao looked at Chunxiao and smiled: "This is a death fight, how can he go down?" β
"Death?" Chunxiao was even more puzzled, when he was on Earth before, he only watched boxing in the ring on TV, and he didn't know what the rules were about the ring.
The young man paused for a moment and explained to Chunxiao: "Death fight is to fight to the death in the ring, so it is called death fight, so after the swordsman wins, he can't go down, and he has to wait for the next gladiatorial fight." β
Chunxiao looked at this duel and knew that these people were ordinary kung fu people, it stands to reason that even if they were reduced to being a mercenary, or a nursing home for a large family, there was no need to fight to death, and leave the money to their families after they died?
The young man looked at Chunxiao with a puzzled look, so he had to explain again: "Of course ordinary people won't come to kill the ring, these people are all my Noxus prisoners of war, and they were all going to be executed, but as a result, let them come to the death ring, and they can earn a lot of money, killing two birds with one stone." β
The young man hurriedly patted Chunxiao's arm: "Let's stop talking, the next gladiatorial fight has begun." β
At this time, a young man with long braids came up on the stage, and the muscles on his body were strong and compact, and I saw him walk unhurriedly to the weapon table, take a spear, and stand opposite.
The knifeman also rested for a while, and stood up with the broadsword.
βDuangοΌβ A drum sounds, and the gladiatorial fight begins!
The knife hand wanted to strike first, and rushed up directly with the big knife in both hands, only to see that the gunner was just a simple side step, and the spear directly knocked out the attack of the long knife, and a slight uplift, the spear broke out directly, and the knife hand was directly picked to death in the air.
In a breath, the knife hand died, and the victory and defeat were divided.
There was a brief silence in the audience, followed by cheers, although only for a moment, but it was obvious that this was a master.
In the past, there was a trick to decide the winner or loser, but this situation is rare, and I didn't expect it to happen again today.
Chunxiao can naturally see that this is a master, and he is a master of using a gun, from his confidence when holding the spear, and the calmness when he shoots the gun, it can be seen that this person is a master who is a hundred, but such a master was actually captured as a prisoner.
Soon the second opponent was brought up, a big man with two swords.
After the gladiatorial battle began, he did not attack first in a hurry, but made a false move, threw one of the swords over, attracted attention, and then stabbed it with the second sword, and the spear youth obviously reacted much faster than the big man, and the flying sword stabbed back again, and pierced the big man's head at once, and the big man fell down with a look of disbelief.
One move determines the winner and loser, and there is no suspense.
The people on the most precious rostrum were the military departments of Noxus, and the people sitting here at this time were all the real power.
Svi was here to watch, and the Caterina sisters were also here.
Svein took a sip of tea and asked his colleague next to him, "This person is very powerful, why don't we recruit him?" β
Carter smiled, looked at the spear youth on the field, and said, "We also want to recruit him, but our soldiers have destroyed his home and killed all his relatives, and this person is destined to be of no use to us." β
Svein let out an "oh", "That's his life." With that, he casually summoned an officer.
"Send him ten opponents, and if he wins, twenty next time, forty if he doesn't, and so on, I want to see how long he can hold out until he dies." Svein commanded the officer.
Then there was a row of people standing directly on the stage, and when I counted carefully, there were exactly ten.
The audience cheered for a long time, and the gladiatorial fight became more and more exciting.
Chunxiao was also very excited to see it, and couldn't help but ask the person next to her: "Hey buddy, who is this person?" There must be a name, right? β
The little brother next to him didn't reply: "These people are dying people, who cares about their names, no matter how powerful they are, they will still die in the end, what's the use of remembering names, let's watch the gladiatorial fight is the right thing." β
At this time, the young man with a spear had already swept down three people with his spear and stabbed to death an axe man who rushed up. But judging from the movements, Chunxiao felt that the spear youth must be using the most effortless method to deal with the gladiatorial fight, otherwise even if there were ten people on the opposite side, they should all lie down at this time.
At this time, one of the two people watching in the front row was an older man with an admiring look on his face, and he couldn't stop saying yes, and the middle-aged scribe next to him quietly said, "Your Majesty has an idea?" β
The old man smiled: "Look again, look again!" β
The spear youth really easily eliminated ten opponents, but then followed by twenty people with various weapons.
Looking at the half-discarded spear in his hand, the young man went to the weapon stand and looked for a long time without a second spear, so he had to come back and pick up the half-discarded spear on the ground again, in his opinion, even if the spear was no longer sharp, it was much better than other weapons.
After learning from the past, these twenty people directly surrounded the young man in a circle, compared each other's eyes, and rushed over together, wanting to cut the young man directly into pieces.
I saw that the young man's spear shook, and the spear shook so hard that the spear made a "buzzing" sound, and the whole gun was as if it was alive, and a round sweep directly knocked all the weapons of the people who rushed up into the air, and a whirling sweep, half of the people were directly cut by the spear's blade and fell to the ground.
The rest of the people quickly got up, picked up their weapons and hid to the side, trembling and not daring to attack again.
(To be continued)