Chapter 005: First Killing

Characters in this chapter: Jamie Lin Quintos, Free Knights - Brunn, Leshudale. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

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Jamie Lin and Brunn's previous brilliant performances had already attracted some of the audience, and their unfriendly conversations together quickly attracted the attention of most people, and enthusiastic cheers and clamors followed: "Kill him, kill him, kill him, kill him......"

Hearing these cheers, Brune did not answer Jamilin immediately, but once again raised his axe and shield to the audience, and stretched out his long tongue **** the blood of the axe blade, and the blood flowed from the corner of his mouth when he turned around.

"You've disappointed me so much," Brunn smiled with a pitying, cruel smile, "the people of the Quintus family don't have the consciousness of death?I have warned you, this is not for novices, there will be dead people here!Yes, this is Zenda! But above the yellow sand, there is a gladiatorial arena!" Brunn yelled the last sentence, and took a step forward and slashed at Jamielin's head with a short axe.

Jamilin hurriedly blocked it with the wooden shield in his hand, and the huge impact force made him take two steps back, and Brune followed up with another axe, and Jamilin had no time to dodge and had to use the shield to block again.

"Don't let the shield keep your eyes in the way!" Brune dropped the shield in his left hand, grabbed the back edge of Jamilin's shield and pulled it away, and slashed in with his right axe, "I warned you!"

Brunn's axe slashed at the blade of the sword that Jamilin was lying across his shoulder, and Jemilin rolled on the ground and stood up, the shield had been snatched away by Brunn, and although the blade of the sword blocked the axe, the tip of the axe still scratched the skin on his chest.

"It seems that Master Goering has trained you well," Brunn walked towards Jamilin step by step, "I just wonder if the trainer is as heroic and invincible as him?" Brunn threw away Jemilin's shield and his own axe, picked up a two-handed sword from the corpse at his feet, and swung it at Jemilin, and in the impact of the two swords, Jemilin rolled down again and again and stubbornly got up.

"Your legs are shaking!", Brune said mockingly, "my good knight student, don't you have the strength to do it?

Surrender often means death, physical or dignity and spirit!, Jemilin remembered what his father had said.

Jamilin threw away his sword as he fell, so he picked up a shield and spear from the ground, crouched behind the shield, gasping for breath, and pointed the spear in his hand at the shield.

"Good stance," Brunn commented, moving closer. "Do you know how to use a spear against a sword?" As he spoke, Brunn blocked the spear that suddenly stabbed him in the throat, and when he chased after him, Jamie Lin stepped back in time and stabbed his left leg knee, and when Brune blocked again, Jamielin stepped back and stabbed the spear again, always keeping the distance between the two.

Jemilin felt as if his legs were tied to sandbags, and the hot pain in his chest and back continued to stimulate his nerves, he must have been cut on his back by the weapons scattered on the ground when he was knocked down just now, his breathing became heavier and heavier, the shield became more and more difficult to lift to his chest, and the spear he stabbed out became less and less powerful, but he noticed that Brune also began to gasp for air, and there was not so much nonsense, and it took more strength to wield a two-handed sword. I'm going to have to keep going to have a chance to beat him. Jamie Lin told herself.

Just as he was engrossed in dealing with Brune, he suddenly heard the sound of hurried footsteps behind him and the roar when he exerted force, and before he could turn around, he rolled directly to the left, and the cold long sword slashed through the cheekbone on the right side of his face, and if he slowed down a little longer, he was afraid that half of his head would be cut off.

When Jamilin rolled over and half-crouched behind his shield, ready to fend off the man's pursuit, he found Brune swinging his sword and fighting him.

Only then did Jamie Lin realize that the last of the eight gladiators had already entered, and there were still twelve ...... on the field Not thirteen people!

A sharp sound of breaking the air came, and then Jamie Lin's right rib was in sharp pain, the shield shook violently, and when he looked back, he saw that a gladiator hiding in the corner was pulling out another arrow from the quiver behind his back, just now this arrow only cut through the ribs and through the flesh and shot the inside of the shield, thank the Lord of Life! Jamie Lin prayed silently, and immediately turned the shield to the archer to hide his body, and looked around at the gladiators who were fighting, except for this archer, Brune and the three people Brune was fighting against, everyone else was far away.

"Duh!" another feathered arrow hit the shield.

Jemilin saw the spear bag under the corpse not far away, so he leaned over and put down the spear in his hand and picked up the spear, after the shield blocked another arrow, he suddenly stood up from behind the shield and threw it with all his might, the shield blocked the archer's sight, he was not prepared for the arrow, it was too late to see the spear flying to dodge, the spear pierced into his left lower abdomen, the archer dropped the longbow and fell to the ground in pain, holding the spear with both hands as if he wanted to pull it out but did not dare, he accumulated strength and courage, and pulled out the spear with a loud scream, and a stream of blood stained the yellow sand in front of him with a spurt of several feetThe archer tried to hold the wound with his hand but suddenly fainted, like a jar full of water falling down, gradually drowning in his own blood.

Jamilin dragged his tired body to him with a spear, crouched down and watched his blood gurgle out of the wound, should I help him bandage the wound? Will he ever come back to ......life? Is this the glory I want to earn?" Jemilin watched motionlessly until the gushing blood turned into a trickling stream, and at last there was no more blood flowing, seeping into the sand.

"Have you seen enough?" Bruen appeared behind him like a ghost, "If you look at it again, you'll lie here like him, killing people for the first time, isn't it?"

"He's no longer good. Another voice sounded to Brunn's left, and Leshudale walked over to Jemilin, and gently pushed Jemilin's shoulder, and Jemilin tried to dodge it, but his tired body didn't have time to react and fell to the ground, and the last shot exhausted the last of his strength.

"Ha, your dead face is much stronger than I thought. Brune glanced back, and there were only two of them left standing in the arena, and he had knocked down at least seven or eight people just now. "What's the matter, is this little white face your little lover?or is your wife sleeping with him?or is his wife your mother?" Brunn's garbled words stunned Lesude, and then anger filled his chest.

"You're a scumbag with the title of knight!" Reshudale scolded, "don't you want to uncover my helmet?

Lesudal's attacking short sword was blocked, but instead of backing down, he stepped forward and slammed his shield with it.

When Brune took two steps back and swung his sword to counterattack, he used his shield to block in time, and was shocked by the power of the two-handed sword to take two steps back, and was about to step forward again, but both Leshudale and Brune noticed that the cheers in the audience were gradually disappearing, so the two of them invariably stepped away from each other and looked around.

At this time, the passages around the Colosseum and around the auditorium were already full of heavily armed Chanda City Guards, and on the rostrum, Lord Harrick, the magistrate, was talking to the judge of the gladiatorial arena.