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The blow caused by Daron was so strong that the sound of the ground being smashed was so loud that it caused tinnitus, and the aftermath of a buzzing sound could be heard in everyone's minds after the move was completed.

When the yellow sand cleared, the smoke was blown away by the breeze, and everyone couldn't help but be stunned.

On the loess-strewn field, both Talon and Whisper disappeared without a trace.

What is amazing is that now there is a huge crater tens of meters wide in the center of the venue!

The reason for the formation of this deep pit is believed that the aftermath of the overlapping attacks of Daron and Whisper spread, causing the turf to shake and finally chisel through the ground.

You know, when Talon and Arato's battle, Arato's meteorite was summoned here. At that time, the violent impact may have caused the collapse of the territory, but it is still the same on the surface. The staff was in a hurry to repair the damage in a tight time, so it was impossible to completely repair the damage.

The floor, which seemed to be intact on the surface, was finally completely destroyed this time by the energy waves of Daron and the Whispering Ultimate.

The large hole in the ground seemed to have a suction force, and the yellow sand covering the surface was now pouring all over the hole, forming a curtain of sand all the way down to the darkness at the bottom of the cave.

Daron was lying on the ground and opened his eyes in the darkness, not knowing where he was for a moment. After getting up, he felt the yellow sand falling from above on his shoulders, and then slowly raised his head.

Looking from the darkness to the light, the sunlight is very dazzling.

At this moment, a large circular light was shining directly above Daron's head, and it was only when he recognized the blue of the sky and the white of the clouds in the light that he realized that it was where he had just been. And now, the floor has been smashed through, and Daron has fallen to the area directly below the playing field.

What about whispers?

Thinking so, Daron lowered his head and blinked a few times to get his sight used to the darkness.

It's an empty and eerie dungeon, and the smell of animal carcasses and excrement floats in the air, making you sick to your stomach. Chambers lined up next to each other were held by monsters and slaves, the monsters roaring and the slaves staring at Daron with no expression. From their gazes, Daron could not see any trace of the existence of "hope", which was the eyes of the walking dead who had given up their rights as human beings.

The spectators in the arena could only see a large black pit from their seats, and they had no idea what was going on underneath, so they all fell into a heated discussion.

In order to cope with this unexpected situation, the host quickly ran to the infield, leaned to the bottom of the cave, and began to explain the situation below in his own words.

After glancing around, Daron finally found a struggling purple figure on the ground.

A few arrows stepped forward, and Daron swirled his great sword down, the tip of which pressed against the girl's snow-white neck.

"It's over, whispering. ”

Yu Yu stared at Darlon's eyes tightly, feeling the condition of his body, and the slightly unwilling eyes gradually became calm. By any measure, she's already lost.

"Oh, Daron's big sword hit the throat of the Whisperer, and it looks like Whisperer can't stand up anymore, and Daron has won the final victory!!"

The host's voice gradually increased with the words, and when the audience heard the results announced from his mouth, they finally erupted in thunderous applause and shouts.

Throughout the game, the audience was in an extremely nervous state of mind. This game was so exciting, all the process was dizzying, and the audience only cared about breathing, and they didn't even have time to applaud.

Watching the result from the watchtower, Shalie stroked his mustache in satisfaction and laughed out loud.

Alicia's whole body suddenly collapsed in her seat, her spirit had been highly tense since Daron fell into the pit, and now she was finally able to relax.

Kyeloa nodded slightly, and Melufa cupped her chest.

Under the table, after Daron confirmed the quiet language and showed an attitude of admitting defeat, a smile suddenly bloomed on his face. He stretched out a hand to Yuyu who had fallen to the ground, trying to pull her up, but the haughty Yuyu looked aside at this moment, and stood up on his own strength instead of relying on Darron.

Looking at the hand hanging in the air, Daron laughed awkwardly, and had to withdraw it and put it on the back of his head, and scratched it helplessly a few times.

"Hey!" suddenly heard a man's voice in the gloomy silence of the dungeon.

Daron and Whisper looked warily at the source of the sound, and in the distance, hidden in the shadows, a man with chains and shackles on his hands and feet kneeling against the wall, his dark skin looking invisible in the gloomy underground. If he hadn't spoken up, Daron might not have been aware of his existence.

"Oh~ You're not the guy who put on a show before we got on the pitch. ”

Daron recognized the man's appearance after stepping forward to take a closer look at his face. This man had passed by Daron twice, and he had seen his extraordinary force before, so this face had left a deep impression on Darlon's memory.

"That's right, my name is Zazacha. The dark-skinned youth said.

"What a strange name, and listening to your accent, is it from the Yi tribe?" asked Talon.

"You can also call it a barbarian, I don't mind. Zazacha said with a heroic smile.

Yu Yu observed the young man, his eyes narrowed slightly, thoughtfully. She also watched the warm-up performance just now. She also praised the outstanding performance of Zhazacha at that time. It's just that at that time, the aura of Zazha tea was close to the anger of a berserker, extremely vicious and extremely fierce, but now, this young man was like an ordinary person, and he did not exude a trace of aura.

"That would be indecent and impolite. Daron said sincerely.

"Politeness, you flatlanders just care about such inconsequential things. Zazacha's words were sarcastic.

Pingdi people are a name given by the Yi people to other people on the continent of Inphilia. Because the Yi themselves live in the Thousand Mountains Range, which is full of mountains, for them, everyone else lives on flat land.

"Courtesy makes us humble and leads us to civilization. ”

"Humility doesn't seem to be of any use to us. ”

Zazacha refers to the fact that in the fighting arena, slaves fight each other just to survive, and humility is just useless.

Daron glanced at the other with interest and asked, "I heard that you have been locked up here for six years. ”

"Yes? I don't remember, that's not how time is calculated with us. ”

"How is that calculated?"

"It's based on how many people I've killed. ”

When Zazacha said this, he was as plain as water, and his feelings did not fluctuate in any way, making people feel as if he thought that killing people was a very common thing.

"If you calculate exactly how much time you lose every day, you're going to go crazy quickly. So I forgot about time. ”

"I heard that the Yi people all respect strength, and can even ruthlessly kill their own people in order to compete for food and women, isn't it a good thing that you can kill as you want in this place?"

"Please take back your insult. ”

Zazacha suddenly released a murderous aura, which made Dalong tremble unexpectedly, but he had a deep foundation and resisted this fluctuation after a while.

The whisper behind him unexpectedly didn't seem to be affected at all, still standing still.

"All of a sudden, what's wrong with you, scare me. Daron said quietly.

"It is true that we sometimes fight with our people for what you say, but it is a battle of freedom, a battle of honor, and even if we die in this battle, we will die in honor of death. But in this place, there is no freedom to fight, there is no honor to speak of, human beings have no dignity and die worthlessly. ”

Talon and Youyu glanced at each other, did not speak, and listened to Zazacha continue:

"I have buried my people here with my own hands. They did not die as they deserved; If you die in a battle that has nothing to do with honor and is not free, your soul will not return to God. ”

Seeing Zazacha's expression become sad, Talon felt a little guilty and said:

"I'm sorry, I didn't know much about the details and made judgments, it was me who was wrong. ”

"Hmph, you're such a strange person to bow your head and admit your mistakes to someone like me. ”

"As I said, politeness makes us humble and is the backbone of our civilization. ”

"But generally you flatlanders will not bow your head and admit your mistakes to people who are lower than you, especially to us who are called barbarians. ”

"Then you are wrong, Mr. Yi. People are different, you just see one side, just generalize, overall, we flat people are not as bad as you think. ”

"But...... Shari is a bad person. ”

"Ah, if it's him, then he must be a bad guy. Daron shook his head helplessly.

Zazacha smiled in the dark, a rare smile for him.

I saw that he suddenly looked up at the big hole that was smashed out by Darlon, and said:

"Thank you. ”

"Hmm, thank me for what?" asked Talon puzzled.

"Nothing. ”

After that, Zazacha fell silent without saying a word.

Daron tilted his head in confusion, ended the conversation with the Yi youth, and stood up, just about to invite the whisper to find an exit together. Who knew that when he turned around, the whisper was already gone.

"Hey, what a shadow-like guy. ”

It was only under the guidance of the jailer that Daron finally walked out of the dungeon and re-entered the audience again.

The cheers rose higher and higher, and both those who bet on Daron and those who bet on his opponents smiled. Regardless, the game brought them an unparalleled sense of satisfaction, and this is the thrill they can't find on a regular basis.

In the hands of the beautiful slave who played the role of master of ceremonies, Daron received the prize of this competition: a replica of the blood-drinking sword and the phantom knife "White Night", which attracted the envy of countless people.

At this point, the gladiator's feast really came to an end, and in everyone's hearts, Daron, who defeated the whisper, was the real champion of this competition.