"Oh, Zhuo Ao, aren't you going to practice something other than spearmanship? For example, Dou Qi, if needed, I can find you the best tutor to help you learn the highest level of Dou Qi, which can not only enhance your staying power, but also improve your strength and speed, so that you have a greater certainty of winning! In the fighter training camp, in Zhuoao's exclusive villa, Old Jack once again persuaded hard.

"Hehe, don't worry, I'm measured." Zhuo Ao threw his spear away, and the steel spear seemed to have eyes, cutting a graceful arc in the air, and accurately inserting it into the weapon rack.

This is an infantry spear specially built by Old Jack at the request of the most famous dwarven blacksmith in the city, and it may not be appropriate to describe it as an infantry lance now.

The spear is made of soft iron doped with mythril, which is full of elasticity, and the spear head is made of refined steel, which is different from the conical head of the infantry spear or knight's spear, the spear head is flattened and diamond-shaped, and in the middle of the spear head, there is a scarlet blood groove, so you don't have to worry about the spear piercing into the enemy's body and being stuck by the musculoskeletal master, and there is a circle of red tassels at the point of the spear head, which is like blood, which can prevent blood from sliding down to the barrel of the gun.

On the barrel of the gun, there is a dragon pattern carving, lifelike dragon, not only helps to prevent slipping, but also adds a bit of powerful domineering to the whole gun, in the words of old Jack, this may be the most expensive infantry spear in the history of the mainland, may not be able to be regarded as an infantry spear, its existence, has been equivalent to a perfect work of art.

For Old Jack's words, Zhuo Ao scoffed, the gun is the king of a hundred soldiers, its appearance was originally to kill people, and no matter how beautiful the gun is, it is also used to kill people.

"But how do you reassure me? An ordinary person who hadn't even cultivated his fighting spirit would want to challenge ten peak second-order warriors, oh, the God of Light is above, is this world crazy!? Old Jack covered his chest in pain and said bitterly: "I suddenly regretted that I stupidly pressed all my net worth on a madman!" ”

For Old Jack's words, Zhuo Ao was noncommittal, there are still 300 summon points in his summoning space, and naturally he can also learn some other basic skills, and with the existence of a virtual training ground, he can still improve his strength in a short time, but he didn't do it, because in this way, his pressure will be greatly reduced, and it will almost become delusional to break through the existing spear realm with this battle.

Therefore, in Zhuo Ao's skill column now, in addition to the sixth-level spear technique, there is only one basic tuna technique that has reached the top level.

Breathing is not internal strength, there is no so-called bottleneck, similarly, there is no legendary internal power like the magical power, its biggest role is coordination, so that every movement of the body, whether it is fighting or daily walking, sleeping, every action has reached a point of flowing water without breathing disorder, although it can not directly improve combat effectiveness, but it can be a good auxiliary battle, so that you have a longer endurance than others, but also for yourself to learn advanced internal strength in the future to lay the foundation.

Zhuo Ao wasn't the kind of gunman who had nothing but a gun, but he didn't mind a cameo appearance as one of these gunmen in order to gain more strength.

Old Jack is not wrong in one sentence, Zhuo Ao is indeed a madman at some times, a madman who is obsessed with strength to the point of madness, in order to break through the realm of gunmanship, he would rather give up the power at his fingertips to face the battle of life and death, and the general madness is no longer enough to describe the current Zhuo Ao.

Time passed in Old Jack's complex mood of apprehension and expectation, Zhuo Ao did not deliberately squeeze his potential, just like he said to Old Jack, gunnery has reached a certain level, and the perception of gunplay is more important than hard practice, this theory is not accepted in this world, but Zhuo Ao does not need to explain too much, so, in the painful eyes of Old Jack, Zhuo Ao still goes his own way, except for two hours of gun practice every day, most of the rest of the time is spent in enjoyment.

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"Ladies and gentlemen, today is definitely a day to remember!" On the viewing platform of the Colosseum, it was still the white commentator, who began today's opening remarks with his infectious voice.

"Our mysterious brunette boy, the undefeated God of War Beast King Zhuo Ao of the Colosseum, has once again made a crazy decision today - he will challenge ten official fighters at the same time today! Oh, God of Light, this is definitely the craziest feat of our Colosseum in the last hundred years, this is almost twice as difficult as any battle guild in the second order of the war class to advance to the third order test, no matter what the result is today, our mysterious brunette boy - Zhuo Ao, he will be a milestone in our Leysin Colosseum, let's cheer for him to the fullest! ”

"Zhuo Ao~"

"Zhuo Ao~"

"Zhuo Ao~"

The messy cheers gradually converged into a tidal wave, and the entire Colosseum was filled with the name of Zhuo Ao.

"I'm starting to like it!" Sitting on the preparation seat, enjoying the gentle massage of the beautiful maid, the muscles of the whole body were most completely relaxed, listening to the cheers in the audience over and over again, Zhuo Ao closed his eyes with some enjoyment, from the initial disgust, to today's infatuation, with the continuous rise of strength, the mentality is constantly changing, Zhuo Ao can understand why those star players in the previous life are so obsessed with the court.

"The premise is that you have to win, you bastard, if you lose, your name will soon be forgotten by these people! I'm so crazy that I'm going crazy with you! Old Jack sat beside Zhuo Ao, this preparation seat, which was originally a place that only high-ranking fighters were entitled to, and now because of the huge benefits that Zhuo Ao brought to the Colosseum, Zhuo Ao was specially allowed to have this seat as an official fighter.

"The enemy he has to face today may be unfamiliar to everyone, but I am sure that this battle will not disappoint you, because his opponent, from the army, welcomes our friends from the Bantu Empire, and as prisoners, you should be proud of this great day, because you can pick up your weapons again and fight for your future!"

With the voice of the commentator, the iron fence on the other side of the Colosseum slowly opened, and a team of figures appeared in everyone's sight.

Each of them had a hideous wound on their bodies, and their eyes were firmly fixed ahead, although there were only ten people, they gave people the feeling that thousands of troops were coming from the front, even if they were taken prisoner, everyone firmly straightened their waists and raised their unyielding heads.

This is a warrior who survived a hundred battles, even if they were taken prisoner, but the hard and cruel hard life did not wear away the evil spirit on their bodies, and with their appearance, the cheers that originally filled the Colosseum gradually stopped.

"Viscount Triss, is this really possible? I mean, if they win, do you really want to give them back their freedom? In the VIP seat, a middle-aged fat man dressed as a businessman asked cautiously to a young man who exuded unspeakable luxury.

"Mr. Richard, are you doubting the integrity of a nobleman?" The young man known as Viscount Triss did not answer, and looked at the middle-aged businessman, but in his indifferent tone, he gave the middle-aged businessman a great sense of oppression.

"Of course not, it's just that once the people from the military department blame it, we will ...... in the Colosseum," Richard wiped the cold sweat oozing from his forehead and bent over and whispered.

"Don't worry, it's just a few defeated prisoners of war, and besides, they may not win, I'm very optimistic about our young beastmaster, but I've made a big bet on him." Viscount Tris shook his head lightly and said nonchalantly.

"Oh my God, what is Zhuo Ao doing?" While the two were talking, the narrator's surprised voice attracted the attention of the two, and their eyes were involuntarily attracted by the situation in the Colosseum.

I saw that in the Colosseum, Zhuo Ao raised his gun and stabbed directly, but did not attack the enemy's body, and in a flash, the shackles of the two Bantu Imperial soldiers were cut off by the sharp spear edge.

"What I need is a life-and-death battle, an opponent, not a puppet." Facing the ten soldiers of the Bantu Empire who looked surprised, Zhuo Ao easily withdrew his spear, stood with his hands in his hands, and said loudly.

"You're insulting us!?" The warrior at the head looked at Zhuo Ao with a gloomy face and said in a cold voice.

"You can understand it this way." Zhuo Ao shrugged his shoulders indifferently, and a strange glint flashed in his eyes: "A flock of lambs to the slaughter is indeed difficult for me to be interested. ”

"Bastard! You will pay a heavy price for your words! "As the warriors of the Bantu Empire, they have their own pride, and even if they are taken prisoner, their honor and dignity must not be insulted or disgraced, and can only be completely washed away with the blood of one side.

"Well, I didn't expect a lowly slave to have such arrogance, let people open the shackles of those captives, this battle is getting more and more interesting!" In the VIP seat, looking at Zhuo Ao in the magic image, a trace of indescribable excitement flashed in Tris's eyes, and even a flash of silver light appeared around his body, which made Richard on the side shudder in his heart, but he didn't expect that this Viscount Tris, who looked weak, turned out to be a seventh-order silver swordsman, and he didn't dare to slack off at the moment, and hurriedly ordered someone to go and remove the shackles on the captured soldiers.

"You'll regret it, young man." Lifting the restraints on his body, he moved his somewhat sore wrist, and the Bantu Imperial Warrior led by him looked at Zhuo Ao coldly, and said coldly: "Don't think that I will be grateful to you!" ”

"I didn't think of it that way!" Zhuo Ao sneered, drew his spear, and made a move that the other party couldn't understand, which was a common action used by ancient Chinese generals and generals, signaling the other party to strike first, and it was also a kind of silent confidence.

"Glory!" Although he couldn't understand the other party's movements, it was not difficult to understand the meaning of this action from Zhuo Ao's provocative gaze, and the Bantu Imperial warriors led by him had a solemn face, pointed the giant sword in his hand to the sky, and shouted.

"My life!" The nine warriors behind him raised their big swords at the same time, and a strong battle intent followed, and the battle officially began with this sound!

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