Chapter 038: Compete for the Championship

A slight breeze blew in the city of Decherim at noon, calming the crowd that had been agitated all morning. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Spectators pulled out coins in their pockets to buy food from vendors that walked through the aisles of the stands.

Or, take the prepared dry food out of the cloth bag and fill your stomach that has become empty due to excitement.

Manid ran to the break room and said to Alleyne, "This will be the most legendary gladiatorial match in the arena. ”

Manid's face was full of excitement, for him. A victory in this gladiatorial contest would mean an income of nearly 10,000 dinars.

"My dear Manid," Jodah who appeared with him approached him. "Let your excitement fly a little longer. ”

Money can make people leave everything behind. Ellen remembered in his ears the words that Morospoye had always said.

During his time at Fort Sagecher, he could hear this phrase almost every day. He was tired of this sentence, but he had to admit the correctness of it.

The lounge was filled with laughter. Even Mark, who was usually extremely serious, smiled.

After a short stay in the lounge, the silence was broken by the sound of the horn in the arena again.

Aren put on his helmet again, and clutched the shield and dagger in his hand tightly, as if holding his own life.

When the twelve participants who had left the arena half an hour ago reappeared, the crowd began to cheer.

The Governor of Dehrim, the Duke of Michod, also rose from his seat to salute them, and the horn sounded again.

Fifteen people on both sides set up a fight, and soon scuffled together.

Ellene's opponent is a blonde-haired Nord who is tall and appears strong and flexible.

He held a small shield in his left hand, a short-handled one-handed axe in his right hand, and a Germanic gladiator's helmet on his head.

Wearing an ordinary light blue short, Alleyne stood ten paces away from the Nord gladiator, as if he was thinking about how he could skillfully defeat the opponent on the opposite side.

Alleyne stretched out his left foot to support his slightly forward body, almost placing his short sword next to his right thigh, waiting for the opponent to attack.

Suddenly, Alleyne leaped forward with all his might, landing a few steps away from the Nord Fighter, and suddenly threw his shield at the opponent as fast as lightning.

But the Nord gladiator immediately raised the round shield in his left hand and almost immediately shrunk his body to block the shield, but the flying small shield slammed him down with a force that he had not expected.

Knowing that he had been careless, the Nord gladiator immediately rolled off the ground and immediately bounced up and retracted behind his shield.

The short sword was inserted into the place where he had just fallen, and it was his throat to see that position. The blow was ineffective, and Alleyne didn't look in a hurry.

But the Nord gladiator didn't look as relaxed as he had just been, and his left hand was trembling slightly, as if he had received an unbearable blow.

He bent down to pick up the shield on the ground, and the partial shattering of the wooden shield showed how terrifying Ellene's power was.

As soon as Alleyne straightened up, the Nord gladiators caught up with him, and the Nords were about to deliver a fatal blow to him.

Alleyne suddenly turned around and threw his shield head-on at the other man, but the Fishhelm Gladiator hurriedly dodged the flying shield and quickly stood up.

But by this time, Ellene's short sword had already stabbed him, but the Nord champion fighter was not a vegetarian either, and he quickly raised his left hand round shield.

The "poof" short sword and the round shield struck with a muffled sound, and Ellene's strength and agility were brought into play, and the shield was vigorously bounced away.

The terrified Nord Champion Fighter immediately retreated, trying to control his shield in his way, but he failed.

Ryan, who was not good at melee combat, was the first to leave, and before he could attach an arrow to his longbow, he was knocked to the ground by a Zenda gladiator who rushed in front of him.

And the unlucky Mark once again bumped into the Zenda gladiator champion 'Blood Rose' Serena who he had faced once in the Zhivading Arena.

Mark, who is usually conceited and has extraordinary martial skills, was unsurprisingly defeated by Serena after three rounds.

Quasimodo, the 'Troll', after using his brute force to knock down two gladiators, was completely covered by one of the opposing gladiators with a fishing net thrown by them, and then knocked out by them.

After a brief joust between the twelve gladiators, the final arena became two against one.

Aren and Kradus only need to work together to defeat the last opponent to win the tournament.

Across from them stood a woman with a shield and a blunt one-handed sword - yes, this person was Serena the Bloodbrier.

"Karadus, you can go and rest. "Alleyne doesn't plan to bully more than less, not to mention that the opponent is still a woman.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" asked Karadus.

Alleyne nodded silently, then waved his short sword in his hand with a slashing sound that cut through the air.

Serena jumped backwards and landed a few steps away from Aren, taking a few steps forward with her shield in hand, the sword in her hand swinging at her as swift as lightning.

Alleyne took a few steps back, only to stumble and stumble, almost falling to the ground, but avoiding it.

Knowing that her attack had failed, Xie Rena hurriedly rushed forward to make up for the sword - Ellen quickly got up, but as soon as he stood up straight, his opponent was already in front of him.

With a loud shout, Alleyne raised his dagger and slashed head-on at the other party.

Knowing that she couldn't block with her shield, Serena hurriedly fell down, rolled twice on the ground, and jumped up quickly. The blade just brushed against the shield - and then raised the sword and stabbed at the opponent.

Ellen dodged and slashed at the opponent's neck with a clenched two-handed sword, the two sides were so close that Serena didn't have time to react.

Xie Rena just dodged to the right subconsciously, but she was hit her right shoulder, and the sword in her hand fell to the ground.

There was an uproar at the scene, and Alleyne withdrew his hand: "Pick up your sword, our battle is not over yet." ”

The audience began to applaud loudly. The highest encouragement to this warrior who adheres to the virtues of chivalry.

Xie Rena leaned down to pick up the sword on the ground, and regained the steadyness of her shield.

The audience began to watch nervously again inside the arena, and no matter what the tactics of both sides, the accidental mistakes of either side could make or break the outcome of the battle.

Aren raised his sword and slashed down, and Serena used her shield to block it hard, and the shield cracked in response, and she fell to the ground. His left hand was grazed with a blunt sword, and the chain mail was cracked.

But almost instantly, she grabbed Aren's arm with her hand, and pressed the weight of her whole body against her opponent's body, the tip of the blunt sword pointed at the opponent's throat.

Alleyne hurriedly shook her off. Jumping backwards to see the time, he rushed up again, and before the other party could get up, he stepped on the opponent's body with his foot and put the sword on her neck.

Then, Alleyne looked up and looked around the arena with his gaze.

Amid thunderous applause from the audience, Duke Michord stood up. Raise his left hand - on his hand is the golden laurel wreath, the mark of the victor.

And Ellen walked up to Duke Michord and took off his helmet, which he put on his forehead.

Alleyne then took a few steps back and turned around, raising his sword high at the back row of spectators. (To be continued.) )