Chapter 134: Let This X Fit a Little More (4)

Facing Wen Zhong's face, his face became serious, and the four of them immediately raised their weapons and stood on guard.

"Shadow Dragon Lance Summoning!" I saw that Wen Zhong's face became serious, and he raised his left hand and shouted loudly.

I saw a black shadow suddenly appear behind him, and the black shadow rose into the sky and turned into the shadow of a giant dragon looking up to the sky and roaring, and a huge phantom appeared to frighten everyone present, causing a lot of commotion. But in the next second, the black shadow of the giant dragon slowly disappeared into the void and poured into the palm of Wen Zhong's raised left hand.

The black shadow of the giant dragon quickly gathered in Wen Zhong's palm, condensing into a black shadow, and the black shadow quickly grew larger, turning into a pitch-black spear in the exclamation of everyone.

Of course, the so-called "Shadow Dragon Lance Summoning", to put it bluntly, is the skill originally obtained from the script of "Great Rivers and Lakes": the Shadow of Faith. Since acquiring this skill, Bunjoong has never used it in an official script.

The reason for this is because most of the scripts are not suitable for Wen Zhong to use this skill. You must know that although Wen Zhong is only a dragon-level actor, to put it bluntly, he is also a bigwig-level actor with millions of attention. Almost from the first second he entered the script, there were thousands of spectators around him.

It's very intoxicating, but it's true.

Under such a premise, some of Wen Zhong's skills most of the time cannot be blatantly put on the table for use. But with the Pantheon and the Dragon Knight, he can use some completely unreasonable skills in a grand manner, after all, this is a world-class fantasy script, even the undead and the Kraken have appeared, so the knight can summon a technique, which is also very reasonable.

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Returning to the original text, I saw Wen Zhong weigh the black spear transformed by the shadow of faith with satisfaction, which was the final version of the main weapon held by the protagonist of a certain game in his memory, and the black body made this murder weapon even more hideous and terrifying.

With that trademark smile, Wen Zhong said, "First of all, you made a mistake. As a gladiator, you should never cut off an enemy's weapon, and it is foolish to wait until the enemy picks up a weapon before engaging in a gladiatorial fight. Second, let me teach you how foolish it is to be distracted during battle! ”

As soon as the words fell, this stinky and shameless guy actually carried a dragon lance to sneak attack first!

Provoked by Wen Zhong's words, the unlucky child Fagon, who was still angry, became the first target again. This time, Wen Zhong's attack was far faster than before, and when he was caught off guard, the black dragon spear with a black cyclone was about to pierce into Fagon's heart.

However, Melissa, the female gladiator on the side, reacted and held the black dragon lance with a shield blade. The shape of the dragon lance is so stylish, she doesn't have the courage to use her shield to resist the tip of the spear head-on, in case she is pierced and then it is herself who suffers, she can only choose to hold the dragon lance.

Although it was not enough to resist Wen Zhong's attack, it still delayed for a second, allowing the other three to react. Fagon hurriedly used his twin swords to block the dragon lance, which was able to block the attack.

Wen Zhong smiled and said to Melissa: "Your reaction is good, but it's a pity that you only rely on the defense and offense of the shield blade, is the dagger in your hand a decoration?" He kicked Melissa on her shield, drew his dragon lance, and turned to shoot Farley, who had taken advantage of the opportunity.

Farley learned his previous lesson, and instead of rushing up to attack with a shout, he slashed with his twin swords in a muffled voice. But he didn't expect that even so, he was still discovered, and the black dragon spear was chopped down, and if Fa Lei didn't retreat or parry, his brain would inevitably burst.

In desperation, Farley chose to retreat, but exposed Evelyn, who was following her. For sisters, Wen Zhong has nothing to entertain, especially his brother and sister.

Seeing the dragon spear hit the ground, Wen Zhong stepped on the short sword stabbed by Fagon, volleyed up and pressed his entire body on the dragon spear, the dragon spear withstood Wen Zhong's weight, bent out a huge arc, and then rebounded and bounced Wen Zhong into the sky.

Wen Zhong rolled in the sky with the dragon spear, and smashed directly into the ground in front of Evelyn! The ground cracked open without the force, and Evelyn couldn't stand on her feet and the door opened. A hand firmly grabbed her neck at this time and said, "You understand it quickly, and blindly defending and counterattacking is a fool's errand." But you're ignoring the teammates standing next to you, and the gap between me! Right now! Get lost! ”

After saying that, Evelyn, who was about to be choked by the neck, threw it back towards Melissa! At this time, the twins, who had already adjusted, attacked again. Wen Zhong said disdainfully: "The speed is too slow!" Fagon, you idiot, if you want to force me to move, you must first dodge my attacks! ”

The mouth didn't stop, but the movements in his hands were not slow, standing still, but the dragon spear in his hand drew several large circles, forcing the two to retreat. As soon as the twins retreated, Shuangshu was entangled again, but Wen Zhong still stood still, a spear danced, stunned.

Not to mention the black dragon flying around the black-haired knight and the four prepared war gods who fought fiercely in the gladiatorial arena, the civilians sitting in the audience were already numb.

What about being brutally tortured and killed? What about the bloody killings that were promised? Obviously a knight with a dragon mount who doesn't know the height of the sky against four battle-hardened reserve gods, why is it like four rookies being trained as gladiators?

Wen Zhong didn't care about how the audience felt, and he felt that he should do something after Olivia told him that the lascivious city lord Red had massively mobilized the army of the Two Lions Castle after everyone left.

I saw Wen Zhong turn his spear upside down, use the body of the spear to push off Fagon's stabbing blow, and stab him in the waist. Immediately after that, Melissa, who kicked the back foot and took advantage of the situation to sneak attack, used this power to put a shoulder on Farley's chest, Farley snorted and fell out, but Wen Zhong took this opportunity to point the tip of the gun at Evelyn's throat.

"That's it for today, if you want to defeat me, you still need to practice, retreat!" Wen Zhong put the dragon spear on his shoulder and said easily.

The four preparatory war gods who were forced back glanced at each other, Qi Qi breathed a sigh of relief, stood up, put his hands on his chest and saluted respectfully, and actually stepped aside obediently.

People are completely convinced of this monster who beats gladiators as training objects, and they can still fight like this in a dozen or four, which is really a father-level character.

Wen Zhong glanced at the two remaining reserve war gods, only to see Lawrence, the fifth-ranked sea monster on the side, actually standing in place and raising his index finger. Although he couldn't see his face clearly with the clown mask, he said calmly: "I am not sure that I can defeat the combo of Falei and Fagon, and I can easily teach them adults, I can't beat him either, I choose to admit defeat." ”

No one thought that Lawrence, the sea monster who has always been known for his fierceness and cruelty, would directly choose to admit defeat, and immediately the audience was scolded.

Wen Zhong nodded and looked at the number one Thracian fighter Ocleus, who was ranked first and was enough to be called the big boss among the ten people.

I saw Oakles walk out with a firm look in his eyes, a short sword in his right hand pulled a sword flower, and put on a standard gladiatorial posture, and his attitude was naturally self-evident.

Wen Zhong's eyes froze, and he could feel that the man in front of him was a strong man, a god of war who was not inferior to the one in the audition script he participated in at the beginning, and the god of war simulated by the wisdom brain. Of course, if Wen Zhong didn't rely on the gold finger to open the opponent's information card...

You must know that although the eight people who fought with Wen Zhong before are also known as strong for a while, to put it bluntly, they all still belong to the category of human beings, and basically they don't need Wen Zhong to use his golden finger to crush the guy, after all, he himself is also a shameless hanger.

But the acting talent of Oakles in front of him simply blinded Wen Zhong's kryptonite dog eyes, military physical fighting, Wu's grappling, hundred forging boxing, and southern legs. The various fighting skills hanging on his acting column, Wen Zhong didn't believe that this would only be a buff imposed by the company or studio behind him, this thing is definitely a fighting master in reality, and he is a famous fighting master.

Don't you see that the aura on his body is a little less than that of the protagonist of "Great Rivers and Lakes"? Looking at his bare self again, Wen Zhong silently lamented that the poor had no human rights.

Seeing that he suddenly stuck the black dragon spear firmly on the ground, Oakles' face changed, and he said, "What do you mean by this?" ”

Wen Zhong turned his head and said a few words to Falei, who was standing aside, Falei looked surprised, but he threw the two short swords in his hand. Wen Zhong weighed the weight of the two short swords twice, and after getting used to it, he said to Ocles: "You are a strong man, so I plan to use my best weapon to fight you, do you have no problem with this?" ”

The corners of Okles's mouth couldn't help twitching, this guy took a dragon spear and trained the four reserve gods of war, and then said that what he was best at was not marksmanship but double swords, such an X was simply unbearable.

His bare chest muscles trembled, and he said in a muffled voice, "In that case, come on!" After speaking, he also learned Wen Zhong's shameless style and attacked first.

Wen Zhong seemed to have expected it early in the morning, and also rushed forward with his double swords, and sure enough, dealing with scoundrels is to play tricks is the last word.

As mentioned earlier, Ocles was a standard Thracian gladiator, holding a shield in his left hand that could not even cover his torso, and a short sword full of inverted blades in his right hand.

Uncharacteristically, Ocleus did not choose the Thracian gladiator's starting attack, but picked up from the bottom up, using the barbs on the short sword to force Bunzhong to defend.

Wen Zhong ignored it, the short sword in his left hand reversed and pressed under his elbow to catch the sword, it looked as if he had been hit hard by the sword, his right hand was not idle but a sword slashed down from top to bottom, and was unsurprisingly blocked by Okles's shield.

After a stalemate between the two for a while, they found that no one could help anyone in the first round, and after a short wrestle, they separated again. But Wen Zhong, who had just retreated, launched a strong attack again with lightning speed.

Okles chose the same move, and the two sides fought again without saying anything, and after seven or eight rounds of fighting, the two did not even leave a single scar on the opponent's body, because they knew that once they were injured, they would lose the upper hand in advance, and only the sound of the intertwined weapons and the bursting sparks of the two echoed in the gladiatorial arena.

After another round of encounters, the two separated again. Oakles stared at his opponent intently, and the fierce confrontation of more than a dozen rounds made him gasp, but the man opposite was not red or panting, could he be a monster?

Just as Ocles adjusted his breathing, the opponent in front of him once again did something that he couldn't understand - he lost his twin swords!

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