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Poke it?

Philip's hair stood on end, and the muscles in the corners of his eyes jumped wildly—no matter how brightly the turtle smiled, how could he agree to such a request? Hell, he Philip had seen it with his own eyes that day, and this guy had pierced the magician's magic defense shield with a single sword!

"It's too much of a deception!I, I, I'm fighting with you!!"

Philip is also a high-level samurai after all, and at this moment he was forced into a corner and could not retreat, and his heart was horizontal, which inspired the fierce xìng to come out. Seeing that Char was coming step by step, he was in his heart, and while shouting, he raised the silver cross sword, and the silver sè's fighting spirit shone down, holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, and slashed towards Char with all his might.

His sword can be said to have used all the strength of his life, and wherever the fighting spirit went, a half-moon-shaped light blade surged out, and the degree of the fighting spirit was actually exerted at a super level in a desperate situation!

Char's eyes froze, and he saw a light blade cut down, although he was slow before, in fact, he was already on guard in secret, and he held it in his chest in one breath, and when he saw that the light blade was in front of him, he raised his fire fork and slashed it hard.

With a bang, the light blade was struck apart, Char's body shook, and he took two steps back, and his right hand holding the fire fork was shaken from his arm to his fingers!

The surrounding stands suddenly burst into applause, and in the preliminaries, they could see a high-level samurai exert their strength so fully, which made these spectators enthusiastic, especially looking at Char who was shrouded in silver light, I was afraid that I would be able to see the scene of being dismembered by the blade immediately, so how could these spectators who wanted to see the cruel and exciting scene not be excited?

saw Char suddenly standing there, a trace of red light flashed in his eyes, and in an instant, Char's line of sight was straight, and the speed of the silver light suddenly slowed down, as if the speed had become several times slower!

Originally, it seemed to be the light of the fighting spirit that came at the same time, but in Char's eyes, it suddenly divided into succession and slow, and in a piece of light, there were clear gaps one after another, and in the originally dense sword net, in Char's opinion, it was simply full of holes and flaws!!

The turtle laughed wildly, and then stepped forward, not retreating, but advancing! I saw him on the waist of a cat, as if he had turned into a bobcat or a cheetah, and his body was forced to "squeeze" into the dense sword qi!

Char's body was like a ghost in the eyes of the tens of thousands of spectators in the stands at this moment, obviously under the sun, but he seemed to suddenly become so non-existent, with a few steps, twisting and twisting, he turned into an afterimage and shuttled through the sword light!

Philip didn't care about it, his whole body was destroyed, the sword blade was sprinkled out like a storm, and the fighting spirit was all over the place, bent on slashing this guy under the sword, he was slashing like crazy here, but in the eyes of everyone around, he clearly saw Char approaching step by step!

The fire fork was still a black line rippling out, and with a few clicks, several fighting lights at close range were directly smashed by him! Finally, he rushed in front of Philip, Philip stabbed with his sword, but Char put the fire fork across his waist and slammed it hard...... With a bang, the silver cross sword in Philip's hand was instantly broken in two! Char hit Philip's chest with an elbow!

The originally gorgeous and splendid silver breastplate, in addition to a pit in the heart, the fragments of the silver armor burst apart, and in the sound of metal cracking, there was also a sound of "click" bones bursting!

Philip threw his head up, a mouthful of blood rushed to the sky, flew backwards and fell out on his back!

And at this time, Char suddenly sped up his movements! His pace was like lightning in an instant, and the person also rushed forward, seeing that Philip fell backwards, his body parallel to the ground, but Char flew up and chased after him! Before Philip landed, he punched him in the shoulder!

The heavy punch of the turtle was sent out in a state of destroying the crimson murderous aura, how terrifying is the power?! This punch went down, and the fist wind even carried a faint red light, directly tearing Philip's shoulder armor, and Philip suddenly spun on the spot, spun a few times, and was heavily blasted into the ground!

In this martial arts arena, the ground was originally covered with loess, but Philip was directly punched deep into the soil by Char's bombardment, and most of his body was buried in it! After the person landed, the armor on his body had already lost its shape, and blood spurted from his mouth!

At this moment, the whole audience fell into a deathly silence!!

It seems that at this moment, the tens of thousands of people in the audience widened their eyes and held their breath, staring at Char and Philip in the martial arts arena!

No, that's right, right?

A high-level samurai, a few photos were directly exploded?!! that is not a cat or a dog! But a real high-level samurai!!!

After a long while, the audience suddenly thundered with joy! Countless people stood up and clapped and shouted wildly, while some people pointed at Char and shouted frantically - these people tore up the betting slips in their hands in annoyance, probably all of them were the gamblers who crushed Philip's victory, and Char's several heavy hands directly blew Philip away, and also turned the money of these gamblers into water...... The audience shouted and scolded, some cheered and some cursed, and in the midst of the thunderous noise, Char walked in front of Philip.

At this point, Philip couldn't even stand up.

Char grabbed his hair and "pulled" Philip out of the pit and lifted him high, he was originally taller than Philip, and at the moment he was holding the other party's hair in his hand, Philip had his feet hanging in the air, but he didn't even have the strength to struggle.

Char deliberately didn't move, just turned around and looked around the surrounding stands above.

Finally, there is movement in the stands!

Countless people, whether they cheered or scolded, there were many gamblers who bet on Philip and hated him, and there were some gamblers who bet on Philip's opponent before, and they hated him for causing him to lose money - for a while, almost half of the people in the audience raised their handkerchiefs, and saw the rolling of white flowers in the stands, and countless voices shouted:

"Kill, kill, kill!!"

"Kill him!!"

"Chop off his head!!"

Listening to the clamor one after another, Char sneered with a sneer on his face.

These are the same people who, just a moment ago, were cheering for Philip and praising him like a hero, and at this moment, Philip is defeated and can be killed like a chicken and a dog in the eyes of these people...... Although Philip has been blown up, he is still conscious, seeing the rolling and flying handkerchief in the stands, listening to the sound of the audience shouting "kill" and shaking the sky, he was shocked and desperate in his heart, struggling, choking on blood in his mouth, and desperately begging: "Don't, don't kill me, please don't kill, don't kill me...... I, I'll give you money! a lot...... Many, many ...... Money!"

Where is he still a little arrogant at the moment, coughing non-stop, blood gushing wildly.

If it was just when he got off the field, Char would have made up his mind and stabbed this Philip to death. Ate his ambush on the way, the xìng son of the turtle is not some kind of ghost to convince people with virtue, his concept is that revenge will be avenged!

But now, looking at the hideous, twisted, crazy faces in the stands, looking at these same faces, a few minutes ago they were cheering and shouting for this dying man...... Suddenly, Char felt an irrepressible sense of disgust in his heart! I only felt that the frenzied and distorted faces around him, and the shouting "killing" sounds, fell on his ears with such piercing disgust!

He looked at Philip, who was dying in his hand, and suddenly he started a fire fork...... Cha!!

The black light flashed, and the blood light burst out!

Philip's whole body trembled, and he suddenly screamed, and saw that the thumbs of his left and right hands had been broken, and the two short fingers fell into the loess on the ground, and the blood was gurgling, which was shocking.

Xia Ya let go, threw Philip on the ground, and said coldly in the midst of the shouting and killing around him: "The thumbs of your hands were cut off by Lao Tzu, don't think about using swords, bows and guns with any weapons in this life." Your sternum was blasted by Lao Tzu, and your shoulder was broken, ...... in the future Be an ordinary person!"

Philip wailed in pain and curled up on the ground, Char ignored it, turned around and walked to the edge of the arena.

His actions immediately attracted the sāo movement of the audience, and for Char's merciful approach, those fanatical audiences did not buy it, and immediately attracted thousands of people to scold and shout.

Char stood on the edge of the arena and looked coldly at the enthusiastic audience above, his heart full of contempt.

Thousands of insults and provocations were added, but Char stood there, sneering, looking around, and suddenly raised the fire fork!

The fire fork was pointing downward, the handle rushed up, and he looked around at the surrounding shouting places in the stands, and the turtle laughed proudly, even if it was the shouting of thousands of people, it did not suppress his wild laughter.

"I want to kill someone! I want to do it myself! If I see that Lao Tzu is unhappy, I will come down and send him to death!!"

His move was simply against the tens of thousands of spectators in the audience, seeing that the crowd was agitated and scolded like cháo, Char was disdainful.

He stood for a full minute, and the people in the stands scolded and cursed, but after all, none of them really dared to jump down and challenge like Char before.

Gradually, a disdainful smile appeared on Char's face: "Lao Tzu is not a bird!"

He jumped into the stands, and the crowd around him saw him come up, and suddenly the people who were still scolding shrank back in fear and hid in the crowd, only to seem to have the courage to continue shouting, Char also ignored it, and walked directly towards the stands.

Walking to Alfrecat's side, Char squinted and looked around: "Let's go!

※※※ The departure of Char and Alfrecat was just an episode for the tens of thousands of spectators in the arena. I have long liked the "safe place" of standing in the stands, looking down on the soldiers below to fight to death, watching the flesh flying, the heads rolling off, and then slapping these spectators, have long been accustomed to this kind of scene.

Standing on the sidelines and watching, huddled in the crowd, that courage is greater than anything else, but if you want to come out, you can't dodge. It's ridiculous to do this.

Char and Alfrecat left the arena for a few moments, and the audience in the arena found a new interest after seeing it boring, and in another arena, a samurai armed with an axe cut off an opponent's thigh, and the bloody scene immediately caused a burst of madness...... As for Philip, who was defeated and carried down just now, and Char, who "committed the wrath of the people", who will remember?

What a battle of life and death, what glory of the samurai, what courage and heroism...... For these audiences, it's just throwing a few copper plates, watching a lively show, and having a conversation after a tea and dinner.

Who would really care?!

Walking out of the arena, the street was still bustling with people, and the samurai who came and went were constantly flocking, all rushing towards the arena, the sacred place in their hearts. For these samurai, the arena was where they made a name for themselves, where they hoped for survival, and once they succeeded, they could win fame and fortune, and once they were defeated, they died...... That's dead!!

Looking at these people on the street, although the walking warriors and citizens were all excited and excited, but in Char's opinion, these people were all insensitive, and the turtle's eyes were full of disgust and contempt.

Alfrecat next to him saw Char's mood change and sighed in a low voice: "My lord, you don't have to be disgusted by such things...... For thousands of years, on this arena, I don't know how many bones are buried. Countless samurai have gone one after another, but it is just a false name. ”

"Bullshit. Char sneered: "It's really brave and glorious, go to the battlefield to fight." Here, he is just reduced to a clown in the eyes of those who spend money to watch the play! This kind of bird thing is no different from Lao Tzu spending money to drink flower wine and making the chick sing "Eighteen Touches"! What kind of glory of a samurai is just a prostitute jì who has changed her tricks! Fuck it. ”

After all, Alfrecat is also from a competitive game, listening to Char's words, he couldn't help but feel a little unnatural, Char turned his head to look at Alfrecat and said coldly: "If you think what I said is wrong, it doesn't matter." Anyway, what Lao Tzu is unhappy with is unhappy after all. In the future, if you are willing to work with me, then these words will be made clear first! A person who is qualified to be a companion of Lao Tzu, regardless of his ability, must first be a person! A dignified and upright person! Not in the name of some bullshit samurai glory, to do that prostitute!"

Alfrecat's face was gloomy, sighed, and said calmly: "My lord, I don't don't understand these words. How many samurai fought for life and death in the arena, fought for their lives, and suffered heavy casualties, but only won a few laughs and scoldings from those people in the stands-Do you think I don't understand this truth? It's just that the way of the world is like this, otherwise, what do you call the thousands of samurai in this empire to make a living? Do you want everyone to be a bodyguard? To be a mercenary? In this arena, at least you can win a moment of scenery...... But how many samurai, living in embarrassment, talking for a lifetime!"

Char said no more and patted Alfrecat on the shoulder in understanding. Immediately, the two didn't say anything more, and Char didn't play anymore, but his mind to find a master of archery to ask for advice also faded - he really didn't look down on these so-called "glory warriors" who threw away their dignity and ran to the arena to fight and make the audience laugh, how could there be any real strong people among such people?

How can a truly strong man be allowed to suffer such humiliation? How can a truly strong man turn his martial arts into a circus for everyone to watch?!

The two rode back to their home, and as soon as they entered the door, they suddenly heard someone coming to visit outside the door.

Hu went out from Soit to greet him, and soon the people followed.

Char stood in the courtyard and looked at it, and saw a carriage parked on the street outside the gate, and the carriage was not eye-catching, but it was an ordinary chamber of commerce carriage with the badge of a certain chamber of commerce on it.

And the guests who came in to visit, walking in the front were a middle-aged man with a long sword, this middle-aged man looked ordinary, dressed in a samurai robe and long leather boots, walked into the courtyard, and bowed directly to Char and bowed down - not a samurai salute, but a courtesy to meet the nobles.

"Who are you?" Char frowned.

The middle-aged man smiled, pointed to his mouth and opened his mouth, and the tongue in his mouth had been cut off in half! Char frowned tightly when he saw it.

The middle-aged man was not in a hurry, turned around and pointed behind him, and the two cloth-clothed servants behind him came in with a box, the box was not big, but the two of them carried it together, but it was heavy and looked very difficult.

The box was put down in front of Char, and the middle-aged man bent down again to salute, with a respectful expression on his face, but suddenly pulled out his sword, and his movements were also vigorous!

Gurg!!!

This middle-aged man slashed on the wooden box with a sword, and the swordsmanship was actually very powerful.

I saw that the eyes were full of gold, and what was revealed in the broken boxes were all handfuls of Byzantine Empire gold coins!! A cursory glance at the past, I am afraid that there are as many as one or two thousand!!

The middle-aged man quickly put away his long sword, pressed his hand to his chest, bowed deeply to Char and bent down, and then slowly retreated, straight to the door, before turning around, and leaving with two servants out of the gate, the wheels outside the door were rolling, and he didn't stop for a moment.