Just as Deborah was following Ferry's order to mobilize the family's forces in Marz Greyburg and prepare to rush towards the Colosseum of Tistu, Ronald had already changed into a human skin mask and entered Marz Greyburg in the form of a pale, middle-aged man. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

After making sure that no one was following him secretly, Ronald returned to the inside of the arena and took off his mask to change back into his original attire.

In the gladiatorial arena, after Cowan killed a bronze slave in a brutal manner while wearing a bull's head mask, Depo quickly arranged three more mask duels......

The people on the stage are also members of Hydra, they all wear alternative masks on their faces, some choose more common beasts, such as wolves, ligres, crocodiles, and others choose more powerful monsters, such as dragons, griffins, lava monitor lizards......

And the most bizarre person in the group of Hydra chose an enlarged version of the 'mosquito'!

Among the members of the group who were arranged by Dipo to play was 'Mosquito', whose real name was Icarlo, who was originally the son of a responsible peasant family, but later it seemed that because he was too poor, he had to become a bandit and wanted to have something to eat.

But I didn't expect that after becoming a bandit, I could only mess around at the bottom, living a worrying life of getting up and sleeping without my life. It wasn't until after following Ronald that he had the strength of the bronze level, and the character that was originally suppressed for life has finally gradually recovered recently, becoming frivolous and jumpy, and he always likes to do something sadistic when he has nothing to do, and ridicule the familiar members around him.

Mosquito was not scheduled to fight against the bronze rank, but against ten ordinary slaves at the same time. Although the effect of the life-and-death battle between the bronze level and the bronze level is better, it is impossible for Tistu to be used by countless bronze-level slaves at will, so he has to retreat to the next best.

However, the audience did not complain about this, and when they knew that as long as the people wearing masks in the gladiatorial arena were not slaves, but free bodies, this unprecedented mask duel immediately aroused their extremely strong interest.

Although not as bloody and cruel as Cowen, 'Mosquito' is a little jumpy, and some frivolous fighting style brings another indescribable charm. During this period, when facing the siege of ten slaves from foreign soldiers, the mosquito Icaro almost fell into the siege because of his carelessness, and was almost slashed by a long sword in the ribs, and the situation was extremely thrilling.

However, the audience in the audience felt that this was his 'performance' way, and just let out a good-natured laugh.

Eventually, Icaro in the gladiatorial arena began to try to fight cautiously, and finally successfully defeated all ten slaves, three of whom were killed and seven were wounded...... It has aroused unanimous praise from the audience.

Battles like this have not been seen in the Testor Arena in the past, and although the audience will applaud, they will never be as happy to watch as they are today.

The only explanation is that the characteristics of the mask duel are the 'point' they really like, because the side in the gladiatorial arena is not a slave, and this is what makes them really excited.

However, this situation further proves that the new model of mask duel is definitely a big 'money'.

After Ronald returned, the last game of the day had come to an end, and a member of the team wearing the Thunderhawk mask knocked out their opponents one by one with some difficulty, and after another cheer from the audience, the first show of the mask duel ended in success.

But Ronald didn't see all this, and when he returned to the gladiatorial arena, he immediately returned to his room, locked the door from the inside, and then went into the inner room and took off his clothes. Exposing the lower abdomen, I saw a palm-sized bruise looming, although it had faded by seven or eight points, but as long as the clothes were lifted, it could still be seen clearly.

Although the healing effect of the Vajra Body Protection Divine Skill is amazing, in this short period of time, it is still impossible to disperse all the bruises. Ronald sat cross-legged, Qi Luck Dantian, King Kong Immortal Divine Skill and Cold Ice True Qi were running at the same time, a trace of True Qi dredged the meridians, trying to get through the last bit of blood.

Under the gladiatorial arena, the members of the Hydra walked together and whispered excitedly.

Some were excited about the battle they had just had, while others were thinking about how they could make themselves stronger in the future. The only thing they have in common is that they both know that they are currently deeply flawed in terms of combat.

If they were to shoot together, a dozen bronze grades, even if they just slashed with their fighting spirit, they would be enough to cause great lethality. But when it comes to one-to-one, or even one-to-many, the drawbacks of their lack of practical experience will be clearly exposed.

Also at the bronze level, Cowan can easily torture another bronze level to death.

And they, in the face of ten ordinary slaves from the military camp, may be in a hurry, or even at a disadvantage, which has to make them feel ashamed.

"Captain Cowen, why are we all bronze-level, but why is there so much difference between our strength and you?" a member of the group sighed and asked Cowen.

"That is to say, if it is a silver level like the head of the regiment, the difference in strength is naturally deserved, but why is there such a big difference in the strength of people of the same level?"

"Nonsense, how long has Captain Cowan been promoted to Bronze, and how long have we been?"

"Ahh ”

"Shut up and listen to what Captain Cowan has to say. ”

All the team members closed their mouths and focused their eyes on Cowen.

Cowan looked at the group of members around him and grinned, "You say, I beat a rabbit with the strength of killing a buffalo with one punch...... Is this rabbit dead or not?"

"That's going to die, of course. One of the members whispered.

"That's right, I was born with more strength than ordinary people, and now I have more strength. Although that person is also bronze-level, I beat him like a rabbit, of course, it is very easy. Cowan grinned and said: "As for you, it's purely that you have too little actual combat experience, and your mentality hasn't changed, and you still think that you are an ordinary member of the regiment before, so you can't even give full play to your bronze-level strength." ”

"Captain Cowen, teach us!"

"Yes, Captain Cowen...... Teach us about the actual combat experience. ”

A group of team members are eager to try.

Cowan raised his head slightly, thought for a moment and said: "The experience of actual combat, in fact, there is nothing to say, because this must be experienced in real actual combat." If I had to say it, it would be - ruthless, murderous!"

"If you can kill your opponent in one move, then don't delay until two moves!"

"If you can chop off an opponent's arm in one go, then don't just chop off one finger of them!"

"Actual combat fighting, to put it bluntly, is a battle with your opponent who risked his life, not only to have the consciousness of being killed, but also to have the consciousness of killing. ”

"As for killing, of course, the faster and more effective the means, the better."

"Mosquito, let's take you as an example, today you are alone against ten opponents at the same time, although in the end you won, but it is very embarrassing. Do you know why this is happening?" Cowan asked, staring at Icarlo with his eyes filled with lightning.

Icarlo's face was slightly red: "I don't know, I feel like I've done my best, but I don't know why it's so hard to win." ”

"You're too soft, not ruthless enough. There was a guy who fell down after being hit by nine swords in the end, and he fainted because of excessive blood loss. You had nine chances to wreak havoc on your opponent, but you gave up. ”

Icarus looked down and remembered, then nodded and said, "That's true, I think it's because they're too strong-willed. ”

"This will has nothing to do with ...... Obviously, you didn't kill them. You have the time and opportunity to leave nine wounds on him, but you don't have the opportunity to slit his throat with a sword, or stab him in the heart?"

"If it's a master of the same level, it doesn't matter, but they obviously don't even know how to fight, they're just ordinary soldiers. And you're all bronze!"

Icarlo's face was slightly red, and he opened his mouth, but he couldn't say a word of rebuttal.

"The purpose of the fight is to kill your opponent, unless you have the idea of capturing your opponent alive in the first place, why waste time with your opponent?"

"Remember, if you can cut off their head with a sword, don't just cut off an arm. If you can cut off their arm, don't just cut off a finger!"

"Actual combat is to kill! Kill! Kill!"

The members of the group were flushed and breathed rapidly, and the heart in their chest seemed to be about to jump out of their mouths.

Actual combat is to kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!

This sentence seemed to have pierced a small hole in their hearts with a needle, and a wisp of dark thought was planted in their hearts along this inconspicuous needle hole.

While Cowan was explaining to them his actual combat experience, Dibo respectfully led Deborah and a heavily armed army of Marz Greyburg over. Cowan and the others were stunned for a moment, looking at this scene with some surprise.

Deborah saw them frowning slightly, holding his hands behind his back, and standing up straight: "Winter Mercenary Group?"

Cowan didn't know why, but Deborah had already walked past them. Behind him, a group of soldiers wearing armor, spears, and short swords at their waists squeezed through the center of the crowd, squeezing everyone of the Winter Mercenary Regiment to the sides.

"Captain, what's going on?"

After Deborah walked away, one of the team members frowned and asked a little strangely.

Cowan's eyes narrowed, and a sneer came into his mouth: "Looks like he's here to get into trouble." ”