Although the Fire Blade Clan has disappeared for a long time, his glory has always been established in everyone's hearts, it is contained in the blood, contained in the bone marrow, and even beyond the meaning of the existence of his parents.

Since the establishment of the Beast Emperor Kingdom, the fire blade represents the most powerful strength, and the name of the sword master can only be borne by the fire blade clan.

The appearance of Nameless undoubtedly gave Arthur a strong preventive shot, at least with the fire blade behind his back, the Warsong Clan would not be unscrupulous even if he was arrogant.

Countless people looked at Arthur in silence, even if they had any dissatisfaction in their hearts, there was no possibility to vent it.

Sal looked at Arthur and Nameless, and an inexplicable irritability burned in his heart. It is indeed not his character to be suppressed for too long and to be suppressed for too long.

"Arthur, I want to duel with you. Duel !! life and death"

Arthur looked back puzzled, feeling inexplicably strange about Sal's current proposal, the matter has basically been resolved, although it can't be said how satisfying, but at least the interests of both parties have not been harmed, why should everyone tear their faces now.

"Why, just because the Warsong Clan can't admit their defeat, don't forget, the position you are sitting in now is still snatched from the Snow Wolf Clan!" Arthur said with a frown, his tone already unhappy.

Thrall swept to the members of the Presbyterian Church, whether human or brute, old and lost their ambition and fangs, which should be the saddest and most terrible thing in the world.

People always have a natural fear of death, maybe when they are young, they want to be a hero, but as they get older, they want to grasp everything around them, such as power, lust or money, but these things are just garbage that covers their eyes, and they are simply vulgar.

Sal snorted in disgust and turned to look at Arthur.

"Durotan is my brother, and Gawain killed him on your orders, but since he and Gawain fought a fair duel, I will not feel any pain, but will be proud that he can get a good opponent before he dies. ”

"But you are different, you are a shameless villain, a villain who can only use three indiscriminate tricks, like Master Mu, like Alis, all of these things have nothing to do with you. ”

"You, me, and everyone need an explanation, a reasonable explanation!"

Arthur scoffed. "I'm sorry Sal, I admit that you are a good commander, but you have no benefit in doing this, and today should be the worst decision you have ever made in your life. ”

"I'll admit that it all had something to do with me, but I've never felt ashamed or regretful, and the one of these people who stood up to me deserved to die. If you give me a mouth, I can't kick you yet. ”

"Think about what you've done, I'm already kind enough, I'm even about to fall in love with myself, why is Lao Tzu so kind. ”

"Since you think it's the right decision, then I won't stop you, come on, I'm just going to test my power. ”

Nameless listened to the conversation between Arthur and Sal, frowning slightly, this time he has his purpose, Arthur can't have any mistakes here, the lifeblood of his own clan still depends on him, Alice said very clearly, to deal with that ice witch, Arthur must go personally.

Nameless patted Sal on the shoulder. "I'll help you in this battle. ”

Now the people were in an uproar, and Sakura looked at Nameless in surprise. "The Fireblade Clan is going to participate in a duel with outsiders?"

Nameless took off his clothes and looked at Sal with cold eyes. "This is my problem, and it has nothing to do with the Fireblade Clan. ”

Thrall clenched his fists tightly, why did even the people of the Fireblade Clan help this human so much, although he was very strong and cunning, but why did everyone turn to him, could it be that the once glorious Warsong Clan had really changed?

Arthur took a step back, giving up half of his position. Although Arthur and Nameless are not very close, after all, this person has been half of his teacher, Nameless's strength will only be stronger than him, not weaker than himself, Nameless is not a person who makes conditions at will, since he wants to play, there must be his reasons.

"Sal you win, the conditions are as you like, but if you lose, take the Warsong clan out of the royal power's sphere of influence. ”

Thrall thudded heavily on his chest with a thud, ignoring all the elders' colors. "Yes!!"

The Colosseum.

The Colosseum of the Beast King Capital is very famous in the entire continent, where PUBG often staged, and countless heroes and warriors have reached the top here step by step, and this is the starting point of all glory.

The legendary hero Aowei uttered one of his most famous words.

Heroes can die on the battlefield, but they should never die in the mouths of beasts.

Killing a monster with bare hands is something to boast about for a lifetime, after all, the strength of a beast is several times stronger than that of a creature that walks on two feet.

There are many beast fighting heroes in the beast clan, and even many people scold them as monsters walking on two feet or ugly beasts, but most of them have a fighting spirit factor in them, after all, not everyone is longer than the orcs.

In the morning, the news spread that by the time the afternoon opened, the entire super-large Colosseum, which can accommodate 200,000 people, was already overcrowded.

For many, the best way to avoid graffiti is precisely the orc's favorite duel.

From the beginning of the low-level slavery a long, long time ago, the competition for the strongest must be a duel of life and death, just as animals decide on mating rights and spheres of influence, only the victorious can get everything they want, the weak are not qualified, and blood and masculinity can cultivate the strong.

Sal's impromptu decision has made many people look favorably on Sal, who has been the favorite of the people at the bottom since a long, long time ago, and he is the successor of Sa's will, a believer and agent of the great clan god.

The moment Sal appeared, the scene was full of voices, countless people were jubilant, no one shouted differently, the 20 tens of thousands of cheers at the same time, the whole earth began to shake slightly, Arthur who was sitting in the VIP room, the glass in his hand was shattered by the sound, and the bright red wine was as red as human blood.

"You say who's going to win. Sakura stood on the edge of the guardrail and asked in a low voice, strange that the sound was loud and noisy, but Sakura's voice still came to Arthur's ears clearly, as if her voice had a wonderful magic and taste.

Arthur looked at the half-pulled cup in his hand with some pity, clicked his mouth helplessly, took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the broken glass and wine on the table, and then wrapped the broken glass and threw it into the empty plate.

"Your question is delicate, it seems to me that only the winner wins. Arthur obviously said something very subtle, but there was a certain flavor and meaning in it.

Sakura frowned. "Shouldn't you be happy about the victory of the people of the Fireblade Clan? Shouldn't you be anxious about Thrall's victory?

Arthur shook his head slightly, "It doesn't really matter if Sal wins or not, if he wins, I will slaughter the city, and if he loses, there is still a chance to survive, the reason why I was angry at the beginning was because Sal knew everything was powerful and insisted on being reckless, but now it is obvious that I underestimated the orc's sense of honor." ”

"Keep reading, it's none of my business anymore. ”