"What is the Feast of Gifts?" Luo Wei threw a question at Arnold.

Arnold came back to his senses and said, "It is a festival of gratitude for the Wall of Life, which takes place every month in the week before the 'Honkai', which is a festival only in Dawn City, and on this day the Marquis will hold a large event in the arena, and use fierce competitions to arouse the enthusiasm of the people and calm their nervousness. ”

The so-called "Honkai" refers to the monthly cube explosion, when the cube will teleport a large number of mutated creatures, so that the tide of alien beasts crazy invasion, which can be said to be the root cause of this wasteland, because as long as this "Honkai" does not stop, the mutated creatures in the world will not be killed.

The only way to stop Honkai is to destroy the cube, but humans can't do that now.

The Wall of Life was also set up for this purpose, this hundred-meter-high giant wall can block the invasion of most mutated creatures, and the most ferocious beasts cannot collapse it, at least since the establishment of the Wall of Life project, there has not been such a situation, and because of this, the inhabitants of the wall can live comfortably.

Of course, no matter how much the inhabitants deceive themselves, they can't change the fact that there is a hell outside the walls, and on the day of the collapse, the artillery fire will continue for days and nights, and the roars of strange beasts will resound in the sky, and the torment of this mixed noise will be enough to tear the tense nerves of many people.

It is for this reason that the Festival of Gifts was established, using the blood and killing in the arena to give the people a "preventive shot" first, and also to a certain extent to release the pressure of their lives, so as to better face the difficult days in a week.

"Rejoice, people of Dawn, for at the prologue of this feast of gifts, on the eve of the ninety-eighth wave of collapse, our warriors will lay their blood on the wall of life." The Marquis of Charles clenched his fists and shouted, "I announce that the first battle of the Festival of Gifts has officially begun!" Warriors on both sides of our please! ”

Amid the boiling cheers of the crowd, the floodgates on both sides of the arena roared open, and on the dust of the flying sand, two warriors walked out against the sound of the sky.

"Long live the dawn! Long live the Marquis de Charles! The two fanatical warriors raised their arms high, their bronzed skin revealing a wild luster in the sun, and the smell of male hormones permeated their bodies, which made the women in the audience fall into boundless madness, and for a glimpse of the Bo warriors, many women took off their clothes, exposed their private parts, and shouted with flushed faces.

Under the invisible guidance, the two warriors walked to the center of the arena and looked at each other coldly, the raging aura caused an invisible shock in the air, and the two opposing murderous auras made the audience unconsciously quiet.

The contrast between the figures of these two people is more obvious, one is tall, about 1.9 meters tall, and the muscles on his body have been tempered by the training ground to form a cheetah-like graceful line. The other side is only less than 1.7 meters, but the explosive muscles up and down the body are like bulging hills, which is daunting.

"Game on!" Under the excited shouts of the Marquis de Charles, the game officially began.

Only bloody people can survive in the arena, the kind of cowardly and obscene, who try to win by trickery, may survive for a while, but they will inevitably be beheaded one day, this kind of place is the same as the wilderness, it is a naked food chain, if you don't want to die, you can become stronger, and you can just keep killing before you get to the top of the food chain.

Therefore, as soon as the Marquis of Charles's words fell, the two warriors rushed towards each other with a roar.

This is an empty-handed fighting match, many people think that the competition with weapons is exciting, in fact, for people who have seen a lot of competitive competitions, the amputated limbs, decapitation, etc. brought by weapons are no longer attractive, and this kind of fist to the flesh, the two sides are entangled, insert fingers into each other's eyes, bite each other's throat with teeth, and twist another flesh and blood body with flesh and blood The impact of the picture is more exciting.

At the start of the bout, the tall picker used his speed advantage to close in on the short, and without any fancy moves, he unleashed a clean straight punch full of power, and the arm length advantage of his stature was on full view at this moment, and at this distance, he could hit the short, but the opponent couldn't hit him.

But at this moment, something shocking happened, only to see the short and strong player motionless, let this straight punch hit his face, with a dull loud noise, the surrounding air began to shake like water waves, and the sweat on the two of them also sprinkled all around in this contact, evaporating into green smoke on the gradually hot white earth.

The short and strong player only trembled slightly after receiving a straight punch, and there was no trace of weakness, but the killing intent in his eyes became more and more intense.

The tall picker who threw a straight punch took two steps back with a pale face, and through Superman's vision, Luo Wei could already see that several of his fingers had been broken.

"Is it my turn?!" The stout player rubbed his slightly swollen face, faced the audience, raised his arms and erupted into a bloody roar, and the muscles up and down his body seemed to be expanding.

"Kill! Kill! Kill! Under the roar of the audience, the stout player pounced, and even though the tall picker wanted to use his size advantage to fight in the middle distance, the opponent did not give the slightest chance, and under the almost bull-like rampage, the two entered into a hand-to-hand encounter in a few seconds.

This kind of close-range fighting is a real fist to the flesh, the two of you go back and forth, all kinds of ruthless moves are endless, and it doesn't take long for the skin, fists, and even teeth to be stained with each other's blood and minced flesh.

Knowing that he had no advantage in this kind of hand-to-hand combat, the high picker seized a gap and flexibly opened the distance, and came with a ferocious sweeping leg that sent a flying sand up to his opponent's bottom plate in an instant, sweeping him to the ground.

In the arena, losing his balance is equivalent to being favored by death, and it is very likely that he will never be able to stand up, so he seizes this opportunity to lean forward and prepare to beat the water dogs.

However, at this moment, the short and strong player suddenly showed a hideous smile, only to see him come to a strong carp to strike, the whole person bounced up from the ground, and the mammoth-like legs took advantage of the momentum to lock over, successfully cross-locking the opponent's neck.

After locking the opponent's neck with his legs, the stocky man pinched the screaming head with both hands.

"Kill! Kill!! Kill!!! The audience at the scene had fallen into extreme madness, their mouths were wide open, transparent saliva flowed out because of the roar, their eyes were round, fine blood filled every corner of the eyeballs, and the heart-rending but excited and manic roar broke out from the already hoarse voice.

Under the sturdy legs of the short man, the neck bones of the tall hand's hands made a clicking and twisting sound, and he opened his mouth wide to inhale air, but it was all blocked outside the compressed trachea, and in the huge oppression, his face was bruised, and he spit out his blackened tongue in pain, and the capillaries in his eyeballs also completely burst under the pressure, and two lines of blood flowed out.

Eventually, with the sound of bones shattering and flesh tearing, the tall picker's entire head was ripped off, and the headless corpse fluttered on the ground for a moment before no more movement.

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