Yang Qianfeng only had one arm, and he couldn't use a weapon like a bow and arrow.

He is also against this kind of beast clan, and he will die faster.

"Third sister-in-law." Xiaodao approached Qiao Xi, "Let's discuss, don't let my brother go to the gladiatorial arena in the future, I really want to watch this kind of show, I'll play." ”

"I can't persuade him." Qiao Xi did not shy away from admiring Yang Qianfeng, "It is precisely because I can't tame him that I worship him." ”

"He's not as strong as me, but I just admire him."

"Of course, if he dies, you can play."

……

What is this called?

Knife laughed dryly, "I'm not looking forward to playing." ”

The knife was talking, Ye Qingzhou dragged him, pointed to the gladiatorial arena, and Yang Qianfeng came out.

I didn't expect him to come out in the second game.

Yang Qianfeng, who only had one right arm, held a three-edged scraper in his hand, and stood on the field and looked at Xiaodao and the others.

He grinned, with a ruffian.

"My name is Yang Qianfeng, I want to surpass Xia Zhenshan, remember my name, you are all lucky to be here today, because only today, you can see my battle at such a cheap fare."

"Prepare your voices, cheer me on."

When Yang Qianfeng opened his mouth, everyone at the scene was stunned.

I want to surpass Xia Zhenshan!

It's out of the sky.

Who is Xia Zhenshan?

That was the only one in the Black Death City, and Xia Zhenshan, as the deputy city lord, was second only to the city lord in status.

Actually, this is not a normal phenomenon in the Black Dead City.

Because between the deputy city lord and the city lord, there are people who have more power.

But Xia Zhenshan broke this rule, he only held the position of deputy city lord, and his power was terrifying.

"Yang Qianfeng, who is it, I haven't heard of this name."

"Newcomer?"

"This is an entertainment game, who has this stupid boy offended?"

"Just listening to the tone, I must have offended people, this was arranged to be abused."

Entertainment games are not uncommon in gladiatorial arenas.

Some unlucky people who offend people will be dragged to the gladiatorial arena to participate in entertainment matches.

The recreation match is the torture of amateur players by another professionally trained gladiator.

Through such a feast of torture and killing, the audience's pursuit of excitement is satisfied.

In the mining area, after three years of work, if you are lucky enough to become a gladiator, you will not be able to play immediately, and you will have to go through at least one year of special training before you are eligible to come to the gladiatorial arena to participate in real gladiatorial combat.

The name Yang Qianfeng was too unfamiliar, and everyone looked at him like a fool.

And Yang Qianfeng's opponent had also arrived in the gladiatorial arena at this time.

A strong man with a height of one meter and nine, carrying a double-edged axe in his hand, his mocking gaze fell on Yang Qianfeng, "I dare to play with a few arms, I don't know if I live or die." ”

As he spoke, Dahan threw away the double-edged axe, and put his left arm behind his back, he stretched out his right hand and hooked his finger towards Yang Qianfeng, "Boy, let me see what you can do." ”

Yang Qianfeng stared at the big man, "I'll only give you one chance to pick up your weapon, as long as you are willing to pick up the weapon, I will let you die happily, otherwise...... I will make you understand the price of being disrespectful. ”

"You only have ten seconds."

"Hahahaha......"

The big man laughed, "I beg to die." ”

There was also a discussion from the audience.

"The drama is full, and this newcomer is very interesting."

"It's handsome, but it's a pity that I'm going to die next."

While discussing around, Yang Qianfeng had already begun to count down.

Dahan was unmoved, just looked at Yang Qianfeng playfully, in his eyes Yang Qianfeng was just a clown jumping off the beam.

All wear collars, and there is no way to exert mysterious powers, height and weight are advantages.

Combat experience is also an advantage, this big man is a gladiator himself, and he has already experienced several real life-and-death fights.

Accustomed to the environment, he knew how to kill his enemies.

He also knows how to kill the enemy, which is what the audience is willing to see.

The purpose of the gladiatorial arena is to please those spectators and take out the money in their pockets.

He had already figured out how to clean up Yang Qianfeng and make this arrogant kid pay for it.

"One ......"

Yang Qianfeng counted out the last number, his eyes cold, "You don't have a chance." ”

Yang Qianfeng suddenly began to rush wildly, because he couldn't use mysterious power, no matter how fast he was, it was difficult to get out of the realm of mortals.

The people in the audience saw it clearly.

The big man's legs were slightly apart, and his eyes were staring at Yang Qianfeng.

In a real life-and-death fight, you can't underestimate the enemy, especially when Yang Qianfeng has a weapon in his hand, he must also take it seriously.

You can despise it in words, but you dare to hold it up in actual combat, and that is to look for death.

It's too late, it's too soon.

In the blink of an eye, there was only a distance of two meters between Yang Qianfeng and Dahan.

Yang Qianfeng suddenly shook his hand, and the three-edged scraper in his hand flew out of his hand and went straight to the door of the big man.

Dahan had been paying attention to the movements of Yang Qianfeng's hands, and at the moment when Yang Qianfeng had just thrown out the three-edged scraper, he turned his head sideways to dodge.

The entire body is also driven to one side.

At the moment when Dahan dodged, Yang Qianfeng jumped out directly like a cheetah, and his speed suddenly exploded, and he pointed into a fist and punched Dahan in the throat.

Yang Qianfeng's movements were tricky, and the big man was distracted by dodging the three-edged scraper, and he couldn't prevent this punch at all.

The big man who was hit by the throat only felt his breath suffocated, and his eyes were a little black.

He secretly said that he was going to suffer, Yang Qianfeng was a master, a real master of killing.

With one punch, Yang Qianfeng kicked up.

There are no rules for this kind of fighting, and the big man's face turned white in an instant, and the pain made his body bend.

Yang Qianfeng had already bypassed him at this time, "I said that if you are disrespectful to me, you will have to bear the price." ”

He picked up the triangular scraper.

"Wow!"

"Enjoyable!"

"It's too violent!"

"Blood, pretty blood flowers."

Yang Qianfeng kept shooting, and soon all the limbs of the big man on the field were home.

But he's still alive.

When a bright red heart appeared in Yang Qianfeng's hand, the atmosphere reached its peak.

The frantic shouts stopped as Yang Qianfeng pressed down with one hand.

He licked the blood from the triangular spatula, "It's the taste I crave, it's the joy that blood brings." ”

He suddenly raised the triangular scraper, "Tell me, what's my name?" ”