In the face of Hysan's charge, Tony's left hand picked up the speed of the anchor hook, and it turned into a deadly windmill around him. How dare Haishan, the www.biquge.info of the pen "Fun", dare to risk herself, so she had to retreat again and again, and was chased by Tony all over the field.

"Haha, stinky boy, do you dare to pretend to be a big **?" Tony laughed and chased after Hysan, "Lao Tzu is Captain Crisson's subordinate, a real pirate!" He was clearly proud of his past identity. Captain Crisson is a notorious pirate leader known as the "Scourge of the Twin Seas". Tony was one of his anchor hookers who was captured as a slave during a failed raid. This background is simply created for the water ghost gladiator, it is because of this that Barstin bought him, sent him to the arena with a little training, and even arranged for Haishan to be his opponent after conspiring with Makqin and others, and now at a glance, this guy is really fierce enough.

Under the protective wind of the anchor hook spinning like a top, Hai Shan couldn't help it for a while, and fell into absolute passivity. However, human physical strength is limited, and no matter how strong Tony is, he can't go on like this forever. Haishan quickly dodged, waiting for the opportunity to counterattack, the expression on her face was still so smiling, there was no anxiety at all, and as time passed, Tony finally felt that his left arm was starting to sour.

He couldn't chase it so simply, he made a quick decision, shook it hard, and threw the anchor hook at Haishan, which was as fast as lightning! Haishan had already prepared, and his body was sideways, and he flashed easily, but the water ghost-style style of play has always been known for being unpredictable, although the anchor hook is out of his hand, the back half of the long cable is still under control. Tony yelled and grabbed the rope and pulled it back, the anchor hook was immediately retracted, and Hysan was shocked and dodged in embarrassment, but she had been stabbed in the ribs, but fortunately she reacted in time, only hooking off a piece of bloody flesh and not hurting too deeply.

"Good!" the audience cheered in unison. It seems that the safari style is just a safari style after all, even if the personal strength is so strong, it is still a cannon fodder faction!

Haishan let out an exaggerated long scream, and Tony couldn't help but be a little pleased: It seems that this guy is not very good. However, this is also where Hysan is cunning, using her voice to bring false perceptions to her opponents and make them let their guard down. Although he screamed miserably, his movements were unexpectedly coherent, not only did he not retreat or dodge because of the pain, but he pounced in the direction of the anchor hook retracted, this time it was Tony's turn to be shocked, and the disadvantages of the soft weapon were fully revealed: the anchor hook that was still in the process of retracting was impossible to throw out quickly, and he watched as Hassan's stumbling with a few exaggerated steps holding the shield stumbled into his arms, but the short spear was insidiously hidden behind, and he took the heart with the momentum!

"Poof!" blood spurted wildly. Tony's light enemy cost him dearly, although the pirate's instinct saved his life at the critical moment, but after all, he failed to dodge the stab of the short spear, and was stabbed in the flank with a transparent hole on the spot, and the spearhead pierced through the back of the waist.

"Ahhh He was really injured, although fortunately it did not damage his internal organs, but it will also seriously affect the future action, unless he is lucky enough to burst, he will not want to win.

The audience applauded again, this time they really saw Haishan's strength. This guy doesn't have much advantage in combat effectiveness, but his brain is really fast, and his adaptability and ability to confuse the enemy are all first-class. For a person like him, it is really not suitable to practice other factions, and the seemingly weak but flexible safari style is tailor-made for him.

However, Tony didn't give up, he knew that with his current performance, he would almost definitely be sentenced to death if he surrendered, and it was better to give it a go. He ripped off the cable of the anchor hook, held the hook handle directly, and double-wielded it with the scimitar in his right hand. Facing Hai Shan, who rushed straight up, he roared angrily, danced his weapons in both hands, and met him head-on. After more than a dozen moves in the table tennis team, Hai Shan's strength was not able to catch and retreated, Tony was red-eyed, the scimitar slashed sharply, Hai Shan hurriedly lifted the shield file, but was hooked by the anchor hook to the edge of the shield, and pulled violently, the small round shield flew out of his hand when he was hit, and Haishan was also taken to stumble a few steps to the ground, and fell into a dog eating.

"Balstin!" Tony exclaimed excitedly: he finally turned over and won this round, although the wound was still bleeding, but obviously his strength was stronger than the opponent, as long as he could maintain a dignified head-to-head duel and not give the opponent a chance to slip, the victory should still be his own.

Haishan got up, shook her head and spat out a mouthful of sand, and pulled open the frame to prepare for another battle. According to the rules of the arena, equipment that has already been defeated cannot be picked up before a new round starts, and can only be picked up during the battle. He only has a short spear now, and his defense is greatly reduced, and most people will usually draw their spare daggers at this time to fight to the death, but Hai Shan didn't, just roared with a short spear and rushed head-on. Tony was overjoyed and shouted, "I'm looking for death!" Picking up the scimitar and anchor hook, he attacked Haishan, but he saw Haishan suddenly raise his left hand, and his eyes blurred instantly, followed by a heart-piercing pain.

No wonder this bastard didn't pull out the dagger, he had already grabbed a handful of yellow sand! Tony, who had lost his sight, had no suspense, and was stabbed seven or eight bloody holes one after another by Hai Shan, and fell to the ground with a bang, wailing and dying.

"Who would dare to despise my Uncle Haishan!" Haishan got carried away and shouted to the sky, announcing her victory to the audience. The audience nodded and shook their heads: this is the real "victory without martial arts", but in any case, he is indeed stronger than his opponent when he wins......

While Hassan's joy of victory was still basking in the joy, his master and steward were not so optimistic.

The two of them had already grabbed an electric baton and fought hard to resist the siege, but there were too many thugs, and they didn't dare to kill or maim anyone, so it happened to be cheaper than Count Gunnag: that guy was a paladin, as long as he saw which of his men was seriously injured or knocked unconscious, he immediately raised his hand and threw a soft milky white ball of light at the man, and it didn't take a few seconds to get up and be a good man again.

Thor couldn't help but cry: this is the "Holy Light Bullet", a very practical beginner holy light spell, which can quickly heal ordinary injuries, and can easily overtake those restless undead. What's even more terrifying is that the consumption of this spell is not large, and a paladin like Gunnag can definitely not let any of his subordinates lose their combat effectiveness before they get tired and lie down, unless they are ruthless and let go, but how is it possible? The corridor has long been cleared, there are no eyewitnesses, and with the status of an earl, a casual statement can be put on their heads.

Wheel battle, no, under the siege of wheels, the two finally began to get tired, and they couldn't bear it anymore. After a sluggish movement, the electric baton almost fell on them several times, and that was not fun! Gunnag saw it in his eyes, his face showed a look of joy and rage, and he pulled out a small self-defense sword from his waist and stepped forward, about to join the battle group. In the moment of crisis, suddenly from the other end of the corridor came an unangry and arrogant shout: "Count Gunnag, stop!"

Gunnag's form froze, and then he immediately ordered the thugs to put down their electric batons, stand in two neat formations and follow behind him, turning to bow to the owner of the voice.

The man, accompanied by seven or eight guards, walked in a square stride, and Thor and Esenhard threw down their electric batons and looked up.

The man was not burly, he looked to be in his fifties, with gray curly hair, and the clear eyes on his serious face gave people a very wise feeling. He was dressed in a rustic black robe with the coat of arms of the Candras royal family pinned to his chest, and it was clear that this was a direct vassal of His Majesty King Leorik!

"Master Liszt, why are you here?" Gunnag completely put away his violent temperament and looked very deferential.

Liszt Saul's mind spun at once. This name can be described as thunderous, and the bachelor of the Royal Archives of Candras, Bogutong knows everything today. Second only to Archbishop Lazaros among King Leorric's courtiers, it was an honour for Archduke Kinmaire himself to be able to visit Wasam, not to mention his son, a little earl?

"I've come to inspect the gladiatorial tournaments in Wasam. Liszt said, "I didn't expect to see such a thing on the first day of the secret visit, what crime did these two commit, and they need the chief of the guard, Lord Earl, so exciting?"

"Master Liszt, we ...... We're just learning martial arts. Gunnag muttered, "If you don't believe it, you can ask them......

Without waiting for Esenhard to answer, Thor spoke first, "Yes, Master" At this point, saving face for Gunnag was more important than anything else. Gathering a crowd to fight is not a big deal, and even if Gunnag is punished for this, it will not be too severe, but it will haunt the Isenhard family even more from now on. After all, Liszt only came to inspect, and he should soon leave Wassam and return to the royal capital, so it was more necessary to be under the same sky with Gunag after that, and it was not worth it to make a big difference.

Liszt frowned slightly, but said nothing. Gunnerg's notoriety has long since spread, and it won't be a good thing to meet today. Esenhard he knew: the god of war who won the free body at the coronation ceremony of King Leorric? Afterwards, I heard that I had opened a training ground, which was quite remarkable, after all, most of the gladiators who were given freedom after leaving the arena were quite tragic because of their lack of skills to make a living on a daily basis, and this was definitely a special case.

"I didn't expect it to be Isenhard, the god of war. Liszt walked over and nodded to him, "Yes, he's already a businessman with a head and a face. Let's go back and watch the game, I have something to say to the Earl. 」

Relieved, Esenhard and Saul hurried back to the stands, and when they got the news of Hassan's victory, they couldn't help but have mixed feelings: the family's reputation was definitely louder, but as Yelena said, he had become a thorn in the side of all of Wasam's trainers and their backers.