There were three corpses in the ring, and the smell of blood was full.

The spectators in the stands did talk a lot.

This one said, "Brother, what are the origins of these three people?" Only one person shot and killed the red-haired three demons cleanly. Did they offend the owners of the Colosseum? Where did you find a master to get rid of them? ”

The other said, "Brother, this is possible." How many years have the red-haired three demons occupied this factory? How many died at their hands? They are duelists invited by the boss though. It can be said that after so many years of fighting all over the world, there is no invincible opponent. Every day, they watch them beat or kill others. Although the red-haired Three Devils also have a lot of fans. But most people are tired of watching these three people. The boss wants to boost his income. I want more people to come to see gladiatorial fights. I can't afford to mess with these three people. You can't beat it, and you can't hit it. That's definitely going to be looking for someone who is better than them. Get rid of the red-haired three demons, won't there be fresh blood, and more people will watch it. ”

The one next to him listened to the discussion of the two people, and felt that it was very reasonable, and interjected, "These three heroes come up and neither know their names nor report their surnames, so they will hit when they reach out." In the blink of an eye, the red-haired three demons lost their lives. This must be someone's staple food. Otherwise, the boss has so many thugs, how can they easily succeed. ”

No matter what the audience discussed, the three brothers in the ring began to press the scene.

The old urchin Wu Qilong said loudly, "Ladies and gentlemen. Under the old urchin Wu Qilong. With my second brother, it's a little smaller. The third brother is a child. I heard that there were three red-haired demons in the capital. Those who died at their hands. Countless. In order to avenge the dead strong men, and also to give the name of the strong men who were injured by them, today the three of us brothers got rid of the three of them. Is there anyone in the audience who is not convinced? Or their cronies, or their personal friends. If you are not convinced, you will come up and challenge us. ”

The old urchin Wu Qilong said as he walked. While grimacing. It's all about challenging words, challenging postures. In order to see if anyone dares to come up and take on a challenge. The red-haired three demons have dominated this stage for more than ten years. Among the samurai waiting outside, there must have been friends of theirs. But no one figured out how the three devils carried the children to kill. I just want to avenge him, and I don't dare to play easily.

The little prince Fang Xiaojie was called a child by the old urchin Wu Qilong. It's true to its name. A six-year-old is not a child, and what is it? But in the eyes of outsiders, a big man eight feet away. I would never have thought it was a six-year-old child.

The old urchin Wu Qilong glanced at it and turned around a few times. There is still no challenge in the ring. The old urchin Wu Qilong grinned and said to the audience, "You guys are really not very lively. I'm tired of seeing the red-haired three demons usually. Now my brother has given him an except, and you are talking about it below, neither applauding nor cheering. Do you have any gasps? If there is a pant, come up to the stage and stretch out your hand. Rest assured. You're not as wicked as the three of them, and we won't hurt you. I won't kill you. My old naughty boy Wu Qilong is a talker, does anyone dare to go on stage? Are you all scared to pee your pants? ”

Before the old urchin Wu Qilong's words fell, he saw a person running over from the sidelines. When he came to the platform, a man pulled onions, and he turned over to the center of the ring. But I saw that this person was nine feet away, and he was a head taller than the little prince Fang Xiaojie. The tiger has a strong back and a strong body. He was dressed in a long and short dress, and wore a white cloak on his body.

When he came to the stage, he didn't look at the old urchin Wu Qilong and the three of them, but clasped his fists and said to the audience, "Your father and fellow villagers." I got on stage, not for the revenge of the red-haired three demons. It's just that this white-haired old man is known as the old naughty boy Wu Qilong. It's so annoying to speak. What does it mean to pee your pants in a scared way? What do you mean by having a breath? I'll ask you. You old disrespectful old fellow. Do you speak human language? Are all the samurai in the world looked down on by you alone? ”

The little prince Fang Xiaojie was just about to go up, but Xiao Bu stopped him. The little one pedaled to the side of the white-cloaked warrior on his own. He bowed to the other first. Then he said, "Heroes, the boss of our family really shouldn't say those things. I'm here to apologize to you for him. Now that you're in the ring, aren't you ready to take on the challenge? To tell you the truth, he is the second of the three brothers. It's called a little bit. He is 16 years old. Just got a little bit of work with the old university. How about we have a contest today? ”

The white-cloaked warrior also bowed to Xiao Xiao'er, which was considered a return of the courtesy. Then he clasped his fists with both hands and said to Xiao Bu'er, "Little brother, I am in Xia Wu Xionghui, because I am also the second oldest at home." He is known as Wu Erlang. Seven out of twenty this year, when he was two years old, he followed his father to practice martial arts. It's been 25 years now. Since you have just started to practice martial arts, it is not difficult for you to do so. Please stand back and let the little child come up. I'm going to try to reach out with him. ”

Before Xiao Bu could speak, the old urchin Wu Qilong spoke, "Wu Erlang, you don't have to worry. My second brother can defeat you at a young age, and a third-rate skill like you is not worthy of my third brother beating you at all. If you really want to have a trick with my third brother, then you will defeat my second brother first. I'm afraid you can't. ”

Originally, he was very modest, and Wu Erlang couldn't bear to do it with someone who had just practiced martial arts. But a few words from the old urchin Wu Qilong annoyed him. Why am I a third-rate skill? Why don't you deserve to do it with your third brother? How can a person who has just practiced the Ten Martial Arts of Dance be able to practice my martial arts? Twenty years of people, defeated it.

Wu Erlang hugged the little fister, "This brother, you are offended like this." ”

Wu Erlang stopped talking, his body posture changed, and his palm slashed directly at Xiao Bu'er's shoulder with a tiger and a tiger's wind. At the same time, the right foot is in the air, and the left leg sweeps towards the little one's calf. Work together up and down, accurate and fast.

Xiao Bu was already on guard, and when he took a breath of dantian, he easily jumped behind the other party. While the other party hadn't figured out his intentions, Xiao Bu used seven points of strength, and pushed and slashed with his left palm, shining on Wu Erlang's waist all at once. Seeing that the other party is about to be tricked.

Wu Erlang has practiced martial arts for more than 20 years, and what he has practiced is to see the six ways and listen to the eight directions. Although I don't know what kind of light skills the other party is using, it is indeed small and fast as a rabbit. But you can feel that the person is behind you. Based on his hearing, Jiro had already concluded that the other party was out of his left hand and attacked his waist.

Think of it and act on it. Erlang shook his body and dodged Xiao Xiao'er's palm. But there are both actuarial and miscalculations. He just relied on his hearing to conclude that the little one was attacking his waist. But I didn't expect that Xiao Bu Er had already used his right palm to imply a killing intention, and changed his body. Dodging the left palm must be moving to the right, and his ribs have been hit by a little bit.

I saw Wu Erlang's nine-foot-tall body, and he used a small move to hit the west. Gently pointed at his acupuncture points with two fingers. This nine-foot-tall body was like a collapsed iron tower, falling heavily on the ring. Seeing that his body was about to smash on the top of the ring. said that it was too late, and then it was fast, Xiao Bu hooked his two feet, and took advantage of the situation to pull Erlang's body with his right hand, and Erlang, who was about to fall to the ground, went to stand firmly in the ring.

Before Erlang could react, Xiao Bu had already moved his body lightly and disengaged from contact in an instant. Xiao Bu'er stood a foot away from Erlang and respectfully gave Erlang a bowing faux pas. Xiao Bu said softly, "Erlang agreed." ”

Don't look at Wu Erlang being defeated by a little bit of a move. But he was grateful. People didn't let themselves lose more ugliness. The moment he fell to the ground, he was caught again. Stand firmly in the ring. This is the greatest respect for a samurai. So the heart of the infusion is taken orally. Seeing the winner saluting himself, Erlang also bowed deeply.

The layman looks at the bustle, and the insider looks at the doorway. This round of the two people in the ring was really watched by everyone in the audience. Originally, Yueyue wanted to go on stage to challenge, but the samurai suddenly lost the courage to challenge like a deflated ball. Why? Because I didn't know what moves the other party was using at all. Wu Erlang, who was born in a martial arts family, was subdued.

Each samurai compares his martial arts with those of Takejiro. The samurai were basically familiar with each other. Especially the samurai who came to fight in a gladiatorial arena. Basically, I feel the details of the other party very thoroughly, and I feel the pain of the other party's kung fu, and I know the other party's martial arts. At what level, can you defeat him? Do you dare to challenge each other? I can't figure this out, so it's total, right?

Therefore, Wu Erlang lost and was convinced, and these samurai were even more convinced. From the little prince Fang Xiaojie to fight the red-haired Sanmao, he killed people invisibly in the blink of an eye. and then the old naughty boy Wu Qilong spoke wildly. The samurai in the audience were recorded. is a little small, four or two thousand pounds, and two fingers defeated Wu Erlang, who was born in a samurai family.

All of these major changes were made in an instant. The eyes of the people who do it are fast, and the people who see the heat do see it clearly. Especially the experts who practice martial arts, they can't stop thinking about it, and everyone gasps. are all glad that they endured it and didn't challenge, so they didn't lose face.

Only now did everyone understand that the old urchin Wu Qilong was not speaking wildly, but seeking truth from facts. I really hate myself for not listening to the old man, and I suffer a loss in front of me. You don't believe the old man with white hair, who else can you believe?

In the gladiatorial arena, the three brothers on the inner stage raised their eyebrows.

There was a guy in the ring who was angry.