The brutal battle in the desert continues, with the winner having everything and the loser losing everything.

In the past, the arena should have been full of people, cheering, screaming, frenzied celebrations, and low-voiced sad faces...... You can see the life of gamblers from the stands.

But today, everyone stared intently at the ring, everyone had a nervous look on their faces, beads of sweat the size of beans, rolling down their foreheads, but no one dared to speak.

There was silence, only the sound of the sand wind blowing from the Gobi hunting.

In this match, the queen was there to watch it herself, and her honor was in the first seat, and she could even clearly see the nervous look in the eyes of the fighters.

Menes's side was empty, and the first seat was cleared for her, and usually one seat here was enough to sell for a sky-high price.

Except for a tall warrior in armor, he was the only one who could stand by the queen's side.

The warrior's face was hidden under the iron armor, and he couldn't see his expression clearly, it was the previous champion - Sandstorm.

Ordinary competitive competitions can't attract these two, but today is different.

This match is the first appearance of "The Butcher" this year.

"Please, the holder of the all-time record for the highest winning streak, the unrivaled Desert Warrior, the great Atama, the Butcher of the Desert, is here!"

The referee shouted these stirring words in a voice that was almost hoarse.

Suddenly, the silence in the entire arena erupted like a powder keg that had been ignited, and everyone cheered with high emotions: "Butcher! Butcher!"

Only Menes looked listlessly at the ring in front of him, stretched his charming waist like a cat, and yawned: "It's another boring game...... Asha, can you kill him? ”

The reflex arc of the armored warrior beside him seemed to be a little long, and he nodded after a while.

He didn't speak, just the metal crackle of his armor clashing, as if he were dumb.

The queen held her delicate chin, her emerald and jewel-like eyes stared at the warriors on the stage, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "Probably you don't have to do it, I think my collaborator will finish him off, and sooner or later they will meet." ”

She said naturally Su Ling, but the butcher's opponent in this game was not him.

Now Su Ling is staring at the death match on the field from the stands.

His game was still in the afternoon, and the first game in the morning turned out to be a butcher's.

This grim reaper in the desert is the main opponent of his trip, and such a good opportunity must be carefully observed.

In anticipation, the butcher slowly stepped into the ring.

"Da-da-"

The sound of footsteps echoed in the Roman Colosseum, lasting for a long time, and in the audience's field of vision, a figure stepped on the steps made of jade and slowly stepped onto the stage.

No one cares about the butcher's opponents, everyone focuses on the butcher.

When he appeared in front of people, no one dared to believe his eyes.

Su Ling thought about the appearance of many butchers, including a fierce man, a ruthless killer, and a crazy murderer...... But it shouldn't be what it looks like in front of you-

With a thin figure, listless eyes, two boning knives in his hands, tattered clothes, and a strip of cloth wrapped around his forearms, he looked like a dirty beggar who couldn't survive on the street.

The most important thing is that this is a child, his face is still a little childish, his big eyes are like two black grapes embedded in his face, and he is a little funny dressed up, looking like a disobedient little kid who has been fighting since he was a child.

Of course, no one would underestimate him, and although he was covered in dirt, the scars covered in bruises reminded people that this was no ordinary child.

The most striking thing is the two animal ears on the butcher's head.

Su Ling recognized that it was the ears of the jackal, the stalker in the desert, with bestial characteristics, which meant that the butcher belonged to the noble Zinaro, but how could the children of the princes and nobles get into such a cruel ring and still wear such tattered clothes?

What's more, how strong can a child be?

This dirty kid with wolf ears and sloppy is actually one of the most powerful contenders for the champion, you must know that anyone who can come to this ring to duel is an absolute master no matter which empire he is in.

Su Ling couldn't believe it, the butcher's appearance was very different from what he thought, but there were too many outrageous things in Zeta's country, so let's wait and see.

The most difficult to accept is the butcher's opponent.

This is a hook-nosed man with a cold look in his eyes, he is a top killer and one of the few super masters with S-level strength, and he is the leader of a veteran mercenary group in Zeta, and he participates in this competition to expand his influence.

S-level masters, all have their own sharpness, the first game to meet the butcher, he is not only not depressed, but ecstatic, and this kind of legendary master, as long as it is not a loss of the body, it will definitely be famous.

But the famous butcher was actually a child, which really shocked him.

Before that, the image of the butcher was very mysterious, and not many people had seen him, except that he abstained from the game when he took office, and before the game started, he assassinated all his opponents, resulting in the final championship being awarded to a player who abstained.

Even the twelve masters noticed that something strange had set up a trap and ambush, and they still hated it on the spot. The prestige of the butcher spread.

It's a bit out of order, but Zeta is a place that doesn't make it a good idea, and you have the strength to single-handedly assassinate dozens of super powerhouses, and you're a well-deserved champion, which is much harder than winning a championship in a single game, giving him only three days!

Who would have thought that this was a child who could do it?

However, the facts were in front of him, and he could not believe it.

The leader of the mercenaries raised his hand and saluted: "It's a pleasure to meet you......"

This is the etiquette of the decisive battle, after which the battle officially begins.

But obviously this game will not be like this.

At the same time as the leader raised his hand, the quiver in his sleeve was activated.

Dozens of poisonous needles as thin as cow's hair flew out and pointed directly at the butcher's eyes.

On the field, it is a hidden arrow plot, which is worthy of being an old fritter from a mercenary group.

It's not a foul, and no one thinks the butcher will get hit.

Faced with the quenching steel needles that attacked, the "butcher" slowly yawned.

When he was so nervous, he made the behavior of this child tired of playing, which seemed so abrupt.

However, those poisonous needles were like hitting an iron wall, and after a "crackling" sound, they fell to the ground weakly.

Su Ling's pupils in the stands shrank, this sloppy little kid didn't have anything, just yawned!

What is this ability?

The leader of the mercenaries didn't expect this little trick to hurt the butcher, he only hoped to test something, but the other party even solved the hidden arrow without moving.

He didn't dare to act rashly for a while, pulled away and stared at the little boy in front of him vigilantly.

In this kind of life-and-death duel, one party is the first to expose its ability, and unless it can kill the opponent instantly, it will definitely die after being figured out.

Killer feature, no one dares to come out first.

He won't be able to act until he finds out what the butcher is capable of, which is also the experience that comes with a mercenary career.

However, the boy opposite obviously didn't have those scruples, rubbed the serious dark circles under his eyes, and looked at him listlessly:

"Ready to die? I'm going to do it. ”

It sounded like a joke, but the hook-nosed leader had a sudden heartbeat.

This is a warning of death.

He was just about to activate his ability to be on guard, but his eyes swirled.

A human head flew into the air with a spray of blood, and fell to the ground in disbelief, and the dull sound hit everyone's hearts like a heavy drum.

"Why do you keep trying to hide things? By the time I do it first, death will have already struck. ”

The boy stood in front of the headless corpse, removed the strip of cloth from his forearm, and wiped the blood from the boning knife. Said to himself: "I'm not happy to kill......"