Xia Zuo frowned, and moved back slightly uncomfortably in the face of the boiling heat wave on the small flame, although the movement was slight, but everyone in the audience saw Xia Zuo's apprehension and hesitation. This article was first published by The field was boiling, Xia Zuo's face already said everything, this Campas man was a whole level higher than himself, facing the powerful papal knight, facing the scorching Holy Flame, he was afraid.

There's no one who doesn't love gold coins!

No matter what his identity was, how could no one fail to grasp the opportunity in front of him, and the fanatical aristocrats excitedly emptied the last copper plate in their pockets, and even the jewels on their necks, hair buns, hands, buttons on their beautiful clothes, inlaid gems and exquisite decorations were torn off for reference.

The gladiatorial arena has its own appraiser, but the appraiser and the dealer of the handicap, whose faces are already blue and blue, and their sweaty hands tremble, estimate these jewels, and these things are all pressed on Lore's body, and in the end, Lohr's body is as high as 37,856,124 coins and 772 coins.

And Xia Zuo, who was originally valued and respected by everyone, only had one million gold coins under Sidwar.

Sidwar's face was a miserable green, as a bookmaker, the odds table of 1 to 5.5, once Xia Zuo lost the duel, he would face a loss of hundreds of millions of gold coins.

Xia Zuo's face was equally ugly, which made the nobles in the gladiatorial arena more sure of their choice, and they kept searching for everything they could bet on themselves, and they shouted wildly. Before the duel began, the sound in the stands was already like a monstrous tide.

"Humble orcs, prepare to be judged by the great God!" Lore had a gloomy and twisted smile, and a raging flame burned in his cold eyes filled with murderous intent, "My sword will pierce your filthy heart, and the divine flame will purify your lowly blood!"

Xia Zuo smiled contemptuously, although the flames on Lore's fingertips made him a little uncomfortable, but he still shook his head disdainfully, "It's just you, and you want to threaten me?"

Lore pursed his lips with a hideous sneer, but did not speak again. It's just that the killing intent and anger in his eyes are getting stronger and stronger. He has become a bronze knight, he is by no means comparable to Xia Zuo, and there is naturally nothing to say about an arrogant person who is about to die.

"Woo" As Sidwar waited anxiously, the loud sound of the horn announcing the beginning of the duel finally echoed over the arena. At the same time, betting on the duel market has finally stopped. Lore's heavy bet eventually stopped at 41 million gold coins. The disparity in gambling funds between the two sides also made Xia Zuo's odds plummet all the way to 1 to 12.5.

Fortunately, in addition to him, before the duel was about to begin. Mira, who was angry because of Xia Zuo's lack of gambling money, borrowed a huge amount of five million gold coins from Sidwar in the name of the Saiyan tribe and pressed it on Xia Zuo.

The duel was suddenly extinguished with the sound of a loud horn, and the cheers of the sea suddenly extinguished, and everyone in the field of eyes was engrossed, waiting for the exciting moment of flesh and blood splashing.

Lore, who had been waiting for a long time, smiled fiercely, pulled out the cross sword that was inserted into the ground in front of him, like a scorching flame of substance spraying outward from all the pores of his body, the raging flames enveloped Lore's whole body majestically and sacredly, the scorching air flow was permeated, the ground quickly dried up and cracked, and even the black and cold boulder walls on all sides turned from black to red in a few breaths.

"Despicable orc, suffer death!" Lore roared fiercely, he wasted a bottle of holy water, and even risked being blown up by the divine power to break through his own strength to the bronze fighter, so that at this moment, he could personally slaughter this lowly orc who dared to insult himself in front of everyone.

The soles of his feet slammed on the ground, and he couldn't fully grasp his explosive strength, and the spider-web-like cracks stretched from his feet to the black high wall, and the burning body was like a prairie fire in a tornado riding the wind, and a smiling face instantly appeared in front of Xia Zuo, and the burning cross sword in his hand went straight to Xia Zuo's head without hesitation.

"Boom" a loud sound, the violent shaking made the nobles who paid close attention to the spectator seats, had to hold on to the railing with their hands to be able to stand firm, and a huge pit with a diameter of more than ten meters and more than three meters deep instantly appeared on the ground, and the dense cracks of dozens of meters long spread to the surroundings, under the red pits and cracks, there was a billowing white diffuse steam, and occasionally the melted crystals were red and burning with white flames.

"How so?" Ruhl froze, as did all the nobles in the table with their mouths wide open and ready to cheer, as if someone had choked their necks in an instant, and choked the wild roar in their stomachs.

This scene is so abnormal!

Of course, the terrifying traces on the ground are normal, every blow of the bronze fighter has earth-shaking power, and even from the traces, the knight of Lore has appropriately restrained his strength, after all, there are still the nobles of Salnia sitting on the top of the gladiatorial arena, if he breaks the wall and makes these nobles suffer, even if he is a knight belonging to the gods, he will not be able to wash away this crime.

But now no one paid attention to Lore's intimacy, and his dull eyes were all focused on Xia Zuo's body not far from the wreckage of the pit, neatly dressed, his hair was not messy, and even the disdainful smile on his face was the same as before the duel began.

What the hell happened?

The nobles' eyes widened in confusion, how could a black iron fighter be able to dodge the attack of the bronze fighter, you must know that the bronze fighter is said to be so powerful that he can even make his attack as fast as his voice.

Lore lived up to the prestige of the bronze fighter, except for the terrifying marks that suddenly appeared on the ground, none of the nobles saw how he acted and attacked, but how the same Xia Zuo dodged the swift and powerful blow of the knight of Lore, no one saw either.

Could it be that Xia Zuo is also a bronze fighter? If so, the ending of this match is hazy? Moreover, the warriors of the same rank of Campas are far stronger than human warriors, which is common knowledge that three-year-olds on the road know.

The people on the sidelines changed color in unison, and they couldn't help but look at each other with pale faces.

"Brother, well done!" Sidwar shouted excitedly, clapping hard and not afraid of the red palms of his hands, Xia Zuo unexpectedly dodged Lore's attack, judging from the current situation, he still has a chance to win this duel.

The most astonished of all was Lore, who faced Xia Zuo, who clearly saw Xia Zuo's movements, far less rapid than his close to the speed of sound, but flowing with a strange rhythm.

"Hmph, I'll see how long you can hide!" Although there was something awkward in his heart, the explosive power and surging fighting energy in his body still instantly made Luoer's self-confidence burn, the other party was definitely not a bronze fighter, just a black iron, even if he could dodge his blow, he couldn't change the fate of being burned into slag in the end.

As Lore launched a stormy and rapid offensive, the hanging hearts of the nobles at the spectator table were finally put back in their stomachs.

In the field, it was completely Luo Er who was pressing Xia Zuo to play, and Xia Zuo didn't even make a decent counterattack.

Waving their arms, fists, tearing their buns, clothes, and completely tearing off the hysterical wild roars of the nobles who are usually disguised, cheering for their warriors who have invested a lot of money.

Lore also lived up to their expectations, the wild attack was swift and domineering, the attack tightly locked on Xia Zuo, and the fierce and majestic body was like a fireless flame, and the boulders collapsed in its pass, melting lava.

Compared with the fierce and domineering Lore, Xia Zuo, who was completely suppressed in the downwind, was like swinging a fallen leaf in the wind, fluttering away with the wind, allowing Lore to attack fiercely, but it was always dangerous and dangerous to pass by the sword blade, although it seemed to be suppressed and embarrassed, but the violent raging sword blade was never able to touch Xia Zuo at all.

Ten minutes passed, and the red and hot ground in the arena was more than ten meters deeper than before the duel began, and the black and thick walls that were comparable to the walls of Sarnia around the circle, and the scorching flame melted down the circular pits that were more than ten meters large and several meters small, and the red liquid liquid slowly flowed along the rocks.

Lore, who had completely transformed the gladiatorial arena, was panting violently, he was able to break through the bronze fighter with the help of the power of the holy water, although it was far stronger than the black iron fighter, but it was only three days to remove the absorption of the holy water, leaving him with a short and short time to adapt to his sudden increase in strength.

The body was full of surging power that was about to come out, and the strength suddenly increased more than ten times, so that Luo Er could not fully grasp it at all, with the attack that was completely unconceivable under his surging mood, a large amount of fighting energy and physical strength were wasted fearlessly with his attack.

"You only know how to dodge, cowardly monkey, you are a disgrace to the Kampas! What about the bravery of your race?" But every time you can kill the enemy by a millimeter, dodge again and again, the undisguised mockery on Xia Zuo's face, so that the anger in Lore's heart continues to grow, only Xia Zuo's dodging figure and mocking smile in his eyes, angry brain, only how can he kill this humble and dirty orc.

Unaware of the slowing down of his speed, the damage caused by his attacks shrinking.

The cheers on the field ceased as the battle situation was stalemate, and a bronze fighter had been wrestling with a black iron fighter for so long, even the pampered nobles found the delicate situation in the field.

Everyone held their breath, and they didn't even dare to breathe, for fear of disturbing the soldiers who had weighed down a lot of money.

Finally, after burning a large piece on the thick and mottled wall again, the burning flame on Lore's body suddenly dimmed, and he was covered in sweat, and he couldn't help but stumble under his feet and almost fell to the ground. (To be continued......) u