Chapter Forty-Eight: Torment
He Jin's water surface sank like water, standing behind the glass wall with his hands behind his back, frowning and watching the life-and-death competition on the field.
The third pair of players appeared, and the two sides were actually a pair of human twin brothers. They looked at each other for a long time and then made a move together, brandishing their two-handed swords and fighting together. In the end, the elder brother's strength was slightly superior, and the sword in his younger brother's hand flew out, but when the younger brother closed his eyes and waited for death, he didn't see his brother do it for a long time.
The elder brother's eyes were closed, and he thought of the joyful scene when the two brothers were happy and happy together at his father's knees when he was a child, which made him heartbroken and difficult to himself. He turned around all of a sudden, howled loudly with tears in the corners of his eyes, and jumped high in the air and slashed at the adjutant outside the field.
The adjutant looked at the rushing warrior with a sneer, and with a wave of his palm, hundreds of crossbow arrows hit his brother's body like raindrops, piercing him into a hedgehog at once, and he died of anger before he landed.
"Don't do it!" the adjutant snorted and shouted, "Next couple!" The soldiers rushed down to drag the dejected brother out and clean up his body.
He Jinshui's room number is number 12, and he was drawn in the fourth round, and his opponent is the white-haired elf ranger. The soldiers poured him up with a basin of cold water and pulled him into the field.
He Jinshui stood in the arena, looking at the stars in the sky, although he was 100% confident in killing all the guards in the arena, but in the void, he didn't know how to leave. I had to swallow my anger and let others be at the mercy of others, and take one step at a time.
He Jinshui hid the ability as a last-ditch killer and intended to attack the enemy in close quarters. He saw that his opponent had chosen two rapiers to use as weapons, and out of respect for his opponent, he casually chose a two-handed greatsword.
He Jinshui flipped his wrist and danced the giant sword in both hands a few times, feeling more comfortable. He is not very good at swordsmanship, and once learned a few lightning fast swords from Arnold, and he would only slash horizontally, vertically, diagonally, and directly stab back and forth. But when He Jinshui's power erupted, it could produce a powerful destructive power like "heavy sword without edge, great ingenuity without work", and the moves that he wielded casually were not something that ordinary people could stop.
The white-haired ranger looked a little dazed, he stared at He Jinshui deadly, as if looking at the enemy Balotelli, his eyes were full of bloodshots, and he sprouted a will to die!
He let out a loud shout, and the twin swords conjured up countless silver points of light, stabbing towards He Jinshui's chest. He Jinshui also stabbed at the opponent's chest in the same way, intending to force the opponent to switch from attack to defense. But he miscalculated, the white-haired ranger did not reduce his speed, and he actually used his chest to meet the tip of the sword, completely giving up the defense and attacking, and the same style of play.
He Jinshui turned the blade of the sword, sealed the opponent's thin sword, and swung it out with his backhand, straight to his waist. The white-haired ranger's right hand sword body danced roundly, intending to block the giant sword and carry out a second counterattack, but a huge force came, and he couldn't hold it anymore, and the thin sword in his hand came out of his hand.
He Jinshui could have taken advantage of the situation to cut off the opponent's waist, but after hesitating for a moment, he stopped in front of him. The white-haired ranger ignored it, and crashed into He Jinshui's arms like a tiger, and the sword in his left hand went straight over. He Jinshui kicked out with his right foot, kicked him straight up for several meters, and then hit the ground heavily. Before the white-haired ranger could struggle, he was pressed against his neck by the tip of He Jinshui's sword.
All thoughts were empty, the white-haired ranger looked at He Jinshui with empty eyes, and suddenly leaned forward with force, the tip of the sword passed through his neck, and his body slowly fell.
He Jinshui squatted down, helped his head, and said in a voice that only the other party could hear: "I will kill all of them to avenge you, go and reunite with your family as soon as possible." ”
The white-haired elf ranger stared at He Jinshui blankly, his eyes suddenly brightened, and he used his last strength to grab his arm, already out of breath.
He Jinshui threw away the sword in his hand, let the soldiers push and shove with his hands behind his back, and escorted him back to the room. He sat at the head of the bed seemingly numbly, looking sluggish, but his heart burned like fire, and he couldn't help but roar loudly. Finally, he slammed his lips and clutched the corner of the bed, reducing it to a pile of scraps......
Life was very difficult, and in the next few days, He Jinshui and other prisoners slept when they ate, and competed when they woke up. Since there was no sunlight in the dungeon, he couldn't keep an accurate time, and he didn't know how long it had been.
During this time, the captives in the glass house alternated between killing and being killed, and the first people who stayed here were the bearded man and a werewolf boy except He Jinshui. During this period, Balotelli came to inspect several times, and He Jinshui noticed that when he left, he silently recited a mantra in his mouth, and the red light on the observation platform would light up, and he would disappear completely after a flash.
He Jinshui was determined to steal the spell and kill all the guards here before leaving. He waited patiently, and finally waited for Balotelli to arrive again.
This time he seemed particularly happy, and stirred up the emotions of the crowd on the stage: "Humble ants, tomorrow we will welcome a group of distinguished guests. They will visit your gladiatorial fights and place bets on you. After several rounds of elimination, the lucky one will survive and get out of here!
After saying that, he turned around and whispered to the adjutant, "Give them a day of rest and arrange for a few more medical doctors to heal their injuries." I want them to put their best foot forward in front of their guests. ”
"My lord!" said the adjutant with a hesitant face, "Do you really want to release the ultimate victor? ”
"You're stupid!" Balotelli whispered with a gesture of wiping his neck, "After the game, kill him, and we'll have another batch of prisoners." The adjutant laughed knowingly.
No one noticed that a tiny needle was attached to the adjutant's trouser leg, emitting a faint glow.
Balotelli patted the adjutant on the shoulder and said, "Good job! The patriarch has arranged for me to return to the family next month, and this will be handed over to you." The adjutant was overjoyed, nodded and said: "Thanks to the love of the adults, the villain's kindness to you will be reciprocated!"
"You just need to know it in your heart, don't talk about sycophants, we'll have a long time," Balotelli said, and prepared to leave. "Greetings, sir!" said the adjutant with a bow.
"Void Lord, accompany me!" Barlotelli said aloud, word for word. After the red light reappeared, he strode in, and disappeared in an instant.
Xiao Shi passed the conversation between Balotelli and the adjutant to He Jinshui's ears word for word, and he pursed his lips and said with disdain: "Accompany me on the horizon? This minotaur is really vulgar!"