Solve one.

In the ring, the teenager shook the blood from the blade of his sword and jumped to the periphery to let the staff who entered the arena between the matches clean up the field.

At this time, seeing the tsunami cheers of his sector, he knew that his almost dazzling slashing performance was, in a sense, a success.

The carcass of the beast, which was now being put into a sack, was a leopard-like predator, threatening only to adult men, and those who were weaker than them, and the generally strong and armed beastfighters were helpless to do anything with them even if they were starved to the point of ferocity, let alone the almost transcendent teenagers in this crowd.

With his strength, the easiest way to deal with the leopard beast is to strike backwards, that is, after its attack comes, a force of ten will lock it to death, which he used to do in the wild. And in the ring, the reason why the boy killed him in seconds at a speed far beyond the reaction of the leopard beast was to achieve a blockbuster effect.

At the moment, the response seems to be good.

Not only the audience in his own sector, but also other sectors also looked at him, especially the observation deck with a view above the audience, and under the keen perception of his great knight, he could also feel the gaze towards this side.

However, he looked up at the half-floating observation tower at the top of the gladiatorial arena, where no eyes had yet descended.

Indeed, no matter how good the performance is, it is not surprising that it is only a leopard beast.

When the bell rang for the second round, the boy returned to the center of the ring, and the passage in front of him opened again, and from inside came a fierce beast resembling a lioness.

This time, the boy did not preemptively strike like he had killed the leopard beast, but patiently waited for the lion beast to fly above his head, and then swung his broadsword, and at the same time turned sideways, avoiding it indiscriminately.

The audience on the stage saw an arc of sword light flash, and the knight seemed to be still standing in place, the broadsword in his hand still pointing to the ground, and the lion beast that had just flown towards him was now detached, splattering blood on the ground, and rolling behind him with a grunt.

There were seconds of silence, and then the roars and shouts boiled again.

At the same time, the gaze cast on the observation deck suddenly became much more eager.

Although he noticed this, the boy did not pay attention to the audience or the observation deck, but looked at the observation deck for the first time.

There was still no sound there.

Not enough, he thought to himself.

Shaking the blood from his sword, he moved out of the way again, allowing a few men to carry away the mangled body of the lion beast.

Before they left, the young man glanced at the neck of the lion beast, seemingly inadvertently.

Well, the central nervous system is broken very neatly, and this one must have died without pain.

Unlike earlier in the wild, this time he slew the beast, not to survive, but to make a name for himself. The remnants of the modern mentality will feel a little guilty about this.

However, even if these beasts do not die at his hands, sooner or later they will die at the hands of others. In that case, it would be a good deed to simply end their lives.

He could only comfort himself like this, but at the same time, he also made up his mind that he would never step into this gladiatorial arena full of senseless killings again in the future unless it was necessary.

This is a paradise for madmen, a hell for ordinary people.

It wasn't just him who was stimulated like this, there were also many fresh and exciting people, and the civilians who came here for the first time all left the gladiatorial arena one after another as if they had fled.

And the two girls who came with the boy, although they were worried about the safety of the teenager, so they tried their best to persevere, but as the game progressed step by step, their faces began to turn pale.

The smell of blood and sweat grew stronger and thicker in all directions, and the almost never-ending crazy roar in their ears made them nowhere to avoid, and the previous excitement receded like a tide, and disgust and disgust poured in.

Seeing that the boy had killed one beast after another, and even started to fight against the monsters, and there was still no sign of stopping, they were a little anxious, and they only hoped that he would end the game in the next game and take them out of here.

The young man seemed to be red-eyed, but the anxiety in his heart that wanted to stop was no less than half a point of the two girls.

As a great knight, and that long-honed will, naturally he will not easily succumb to the influence of the external environment, he is anxious, he is about to start fighting against the high-level demonic beasts with spell-casting ability, and the lookout is still unmoved, as if his performance at this point is not eye-catching.

But herein lies the problem - almost the entire audience was skimming the ring under his own sector with their own tactics to focus on the teenager instead, and the cheers resounded with each of his kills, and if it wasn't eye-catching, he really didn't know what to do.

In his original plan, the last three battles of the beast, let alone the final high-level demonic beast in the central ring, even in the current ring against the first two spell-casting demonic beasts that were slightly weaker than the ultimate demonic beasts, he had no intention of doing so.

In advance, he felt that he didn't even have to go to this point to attract the attention of the lookout and calmly withdraw from the competition.

But the current situation is that he is fighting against many magical beasts, even the big knight, he is a little out of breath, and he also has some color on his body.

And the spell-casting beast that is about to enter the field is already on a par with the great knights in the human race.

Moreover, it will be a crazy "big knight" with complete physical strength, defense and attack power far beyond ordinary people, and thirst for flesh and blood, and its threat level cannot be said to be the same as that of ordinary human great knights.

...... Forget it, try it, with a relatively abundant stock of blood wells, on the premise of ensuring your own safety, even if you can't dry it out for a while, you can grind to death. However, one is enough, and at the end of the next game, no matter whether there is a reaction from the lookout or not, he should leave the scene immediately and end this meaningless insistence immediately.

Thinking of this, the teenager stood back in the center of the ring again as they wished, amid the increasingly high-pitched cries of the audience.

With a bang, the entire gladiatorial arena instantly turned into a sea of thunderous cheers.

At this time, there were still some people in the other rings who were struggling to breathe, and they obviously did not have the strength to fight again, unlike the teenagers, but the exit channel between the games was not opened. These people are prisoner slaves used for the effect of the show, and the organizers of the competition naturally have no intention of letting them go. And even in the face of this iron-clad fact, they did not want to accept their fate, dragging the crippled people, climbing the iron fence one after another, crying and begging the organizers to open the floodgates to leave, while those who were physically complete and still had physical strength raised their weapons like crazy and smashed the unshakable solid fence.

In the past, such a scene always ignited the last madness of the gladiatorial audience - there is nothing more interesting than these guys in the ring dying and being toyed with and tortured by the monsters, and this is one of the last attractions of the fighting beasts.

Fighting beasts, regardless of victory or defeat, is pure bloody killing, which can best please the murderers in the land outside the law.

Today is different, in this place where strength is supreme and the strong are worshipped, compared to the banter of watching the onlookers being abused and killed in the past, people are encouraged by another emotion, that is, the worship of teenagers.

That's right, no matter whether I mean it or not, even if there is a way out behind him, the boy who still chooses to face the next gladiatorial fight has become a hero in another sense, or rather, a madman in the minds of the villains.

"Heavy maniac! Heavy maniac!"

The nickname of unknown person sounded over the arena at some point, over and over again, gradually replacing other chaotic cheers, and the chorus resounded throughout the arena, shaking the eardrums like a low drum.

The young man glanced coldly at the frenzied audience, his heart was calm, he turned his head, and a figure who was coming from the exit passage fell into his eyes.

It was the white-faced man who had previously taunted the prisoner slaves.

"What's wrong?" the boy asked.

At this time, the white-faced man, when facing the young man, no longer had the somewhat morbid smile he had before, but bent down with a flattering face, and carefully looked at the young man's expression with his eyes.

"My Black Reef merchant has something important to discuss, you can quit the race now and move to the observation deck with the villain, and you don't have to continue. ”

Is this to recruit yourself? For fear that you will be killed by the spell-casting beast?

Hearing this, the young man waved his hand: "Tell your merchant, I understand what he means, but I still want to fight for another chance to go further, forgive me." ”

The white-faced man's face changed, and before he could be dissuaded, the bell rang for the start of the game, and at the same time as the entrance channel for the monster opened, the gate for the exit channel was also closed, and he had no choice but to leave in a huff.

At the same time, there was a lot of laughter on the observation deck.

"Hahahaha, Black Reef Merchant, I'm afraid your wishful thinking is about to fail!"

"Fortunately, I kept thirty-nine treasures, not a loss, not a loss, hahahaha!"

"Hey, it's just a pity that those three treasures could have been taken for nothing. However, when I think of your situation as the Black Reef Merchant, I feel so much better!"

"Hahahaha!"

There are weaker lamenters, but their insignificant complaints are no match for these shrill laughter.

In such an atmosphere, no matter how well the man in black is cultivated, it is inevitable that his face will be a little ugly.

The young man does not have the strength of a big knight, he will definitely not be able to survive this scene, and if he has that strength, he will definitely be revealed in this field, so that he will be favored by the first three chambers of commerce on the lookout.

Why did he insist like this? Didn't he know that even with the strength of a great knight, he was in danger of being killed against a high-level demonic beast that could cast spells?

Seeing the white-faced man climb the stairs and come to the observation deck, he immediately summoned him to his side.

"You're lazy, didn't catch up?"

Seeing that his businessman's face was stiff and his tone was cold, the white-faced man was full of panic.

"No, no, no, it's time to catch up! ”

"Did you say why?"

The eyes of the other merchants around gathered for a while, and they all had similar questions, just a high-ranking knight......

Surrounded by the group of strong, remembering that he hadn't said more than half a word in a hurry, the white-faced man suddenly looked bitter.

What do you say? It's a real headache, I didn't have to come back if I knew it......