The audience is the most bottomless people, they only care about their bets and whether they can see the good game, but other than that, it doesn't matter to them whether the players on the field live or die.

Even if the players in the arena are dead or disabled, as long as they don't win the bet for them, then they will be abusive. Of course, if the game is exciting enough and bloody enough, they will cheer too.

Although Li Mu did not kill this "avant-garde", his counterattack methods were unexpected, and his movements were crisp and neat, without the slightest drag and water, which was very ornamental.

Those who lost their bets were cursing while running to the nearest betting spot to re-place their bets.

"Who's next? What is actually a slaughterer? Give me 20 dinars, not 50 dinars, and the slaughterer wins. ”

While everyone was betting enthusiastically, a kneeling person in the VIP stand suddenly opened his slightly closed eyes, and a fine light shot out of his eyes. looked at Li Mu in the field with burning eyes. The knife in his hand was also pulled out an inch long.

His actions alarmed a middle-aged man in a fancy costume sitting next to him, and the middle-aged man leaned forward, "Your Excellency Ghost Face, is there anything special about this person?" Worth your attention? ”

"I feel like he's very interesting, the blow just now is actually interesting and natural, and he is a master." The man known as Ghost Face said in his slightly hoarse voice.

"That's what I need to ......," the man in the costume hesitated slightly.

"Okay, let's see what he's capable of." Ghost Face closed his eyes after finishing speaking.

"Understood." The man in Chinese clothes casually called the attendant next to him, "Call the twenty-two, fifteenth, ninth, fifth and second to prepare, and also get the few steppe wolves they got a few days ago, by the way, go and see if there are any more powerful ones outside, and let them play if they are queuing." ”

After listening to this, the attendant paused slightly, he rarely saw the master treat a competitor so solemnly, but the good professionalism made him suppress the doubts in his heart, nodded silently and turned around to convey the master's order.

And at the moment when Ghost Face pulled out the knife, Li Mu felt a wave of hostility, he turned sideways slightly, and swept the man wearing a carcass pill and a ghost mask on the VIP stage with his afterglow.

"Ghost face, hum ......" An inaudible voice came out of Li Mu's mouth. Then, Li Mu accepted the cheers of the audience as if nothing had happened, and then stood in place to rest, waiting for the next person to appear.

Sure enough, not long after, the commentator sitting on the audience stage held a loudspeaker and shouted to the audience, "Dear audience friends, here are our arena celebrities, the Slayer who has won forty-four consecutive victories will appear!" ”

The iron door on the opposite side of the arena opened again, and out of the door came a bald man who was shirtless and covered with all kinds of oil paint. Dahan held an extra-long moon-bladed axe in his hand, and the axe blade flashed a cold light under the sunlight.

Seeing Dahan appear, the audience in the audience shouted excitedly, "Slaughterer! Slayer! Slayer! ”

Wave after wave, obviously, the slaughterer who appeared had a high reputation in the hearts of the audience.

"The Slayer has won forty-four consecutive victories in our Suggs Arena, so will he be able to break his own record or finish the match in his characteristic brutality? Let's wait and see. ”

The narrator's words once again stirred up the enthusiasm of the audience, and hundreds of spectators shouted, "Broken corpses! Crushed! Crushed! ”

The Slayer dragged his long-poleed moonblade axe out step by step, and the moonblade axe plowed a deep trench into the ground. "Boy, give up the resistance and leave you a whole corpse." The voices of the slaughterers buzzed through the arena like bells.

Li Mu really didn't bother to answer such provocative words, because he had heard them too many times, but he was still alive now, and those who said such things had gone to see their own gods.

Li Mu just stretched out his left hand and hooked his fingers at the other party. Although Calradia's culture is different from other worlds, the provocation in Li Mu's actions does convey the past clearly and straightforwardly.

"Boy, if you look for death, I will break your body into ten thousand pieces." Sure enough, after hearing Li Mu's taunt, the slaughterer immediately turned on the berserk mode, his entire body swelled for three points, and rushed towards Li Mu with the moon blade axe.

Li Mu saw the other party rushing over, and with a light under his feet, the heavy Jinling step tomahawk was actually picked up by him with one hand, Li Mu shook the Jinling step tomahawk dance like a chain ball, and the sharp axe blade slashed towards the head of the slaughterer with the sound of the wind breaking through the air.

And the slayer showed a sly smile, "Haha, you are the twentieth person to be fooled, do you really think I am completely crazy?" Has he really become a madman who only knows how to kill? Take a good look at what happens to you. The Slaughterer picked up the Moon Blade Axe with both hands and met it in the direction of the Jinling Step Battle Axe, "Your axe is good, so I reluctantly accepted it." Hahaha. ”

However, after the Slaughterer's Moonblade Axe hit Li Mu's Jinling Step Battle Axe, it did not fly Li Mu's weapon out as he expected, and he couldn't even block it, the force from the battle axe was simply not like what Li Mu's figure could emit, the Slaughterer felt like he was hitting a galloping rhinoceros, and the Moonblade Axe in his hand broke off in response, just when he was surprised and didn't react, a cold feeling came from his neck, and then he felt the scenery in front of him constantly changing, It's like being thrown into a whirlpool. The last image he saw was the wall that was getting closer and closer, sprayed with all kinds of mottled blood.

The crowd in the arena watched as the Slayer's head was thrown against the wall and shattered, and the massive body shook and fell to the loess sand. Speechless in astonishment, the entire arena was silent for a while. It's like you've been cast a silent magic.

In the end, it was the experienced host who was the first to relent, "Oh my God, the Slayer who won forty-four consecutive games has been ended, and it has been terminated without the slightest resistance, we have a new arena legend, let's cheer." ”

"Legend, legend, legend." The audience on the field gave Li Mu cheers and cheers without any psychological pressure, as for the dead slaughterer, hehe, who cares about him.

Of course, it was not entirely unattended that no one cared about the slaughterer, the servants who cleaned the grounds, the carcasse-bearers who handled the corpses, the wild dogs in the suburbs, and so on, all paid attention to the fresh corpse.