"You just have a single word 'lonely'?" Feng Yuxiu was a little puzzled, but this is normal, there are very few people who are famous even if they look at Kyushu.

"Hmm. Ling Hu Lin nodded, but he secretly said in his heart, this kind of name even Ling Hu Lin himself felt a little strange. Fang just said it casually in a hurry.

But Feng Yuxiu was unexpectedly firm in Ling Hu Lone, and he didn't have the slightest doubt. I didn't ask anything more.

By this time, the two had already left the teahouse and walked slowly in the town. Those middle-aged men were also scared away by Feng Yu Xiu, but the man in the lead was not so lucky and was stabbed to death on the spot.

The owner of the teahouse was lucky, Feng Yuxiu's rescue was timely, and it did not endanger his life, but he lost a lot of blood and needed to recuperate for a few days.

"Are you a chivalrous man?" Ling Hu Lonely was a little curious, what is the identity of this young man who is about the same age as himself?

From the battle just now, it can be seen that although Feng Yuxiu's strength is much weaker than him, there is an indescribable maturity in his words and deeds.

This sentence hit Feng Yuxiu's heart like a sharp blade, and he subconsciously smiled bitterly: "Yes, but because I don't have much money, it's a matter of survival." Are you also a chivalrous man?" Feng Yuxiu looked at the young man in front of him with some curiosity.

"I'm not one yet, but I will definitely be a world-renowned knight in the future!" Ling Hu paused, glancing at the tattered clothes on Feng Yu Xiu's body, "Why don't we travel all over the world together?" ”

"Traveling all over the world, Kyushu is big, isn't it? Where do you want to go first? Besides, those desolate beasts are not so easy to deal with. Feng Yuxiu glanced at Ling Hu Lone, looked at Ling Hu Lone's gorgeousness, and didn't think that Ling Hu Lone was a person who practiced martial arts.

"It's okay! We're together, I'm very good!" Ling Hu Lin pointed to the 'whisk' hanging from his waist.

"Hehe! interesting, why don't you come to compare and compare?" Feng Yuxiu noticed the long sword in Ling Hu's hand at this time, and immediately became interested.

This pair is by no means an ordinary sword! and it is very powerful! Feng Yuxiu's thirst for a sword is stronger than anything, and the iron sword he is using at this time is his own creation.

The reason is that he can't look down on those martial arts swords that are sold, and how can a truly famous sword master help such a young man to make swords himself?

Ling Hu Lin was also a little excited, and he couldn't bear to take the 'dust' out of the sheath. Although it has been some time since Ling Hu Lin has been given the 'dust', he has never unsheathed it, because Ling Hu Lin wants to ask for this sword again when it is useful and see the true face.

"Okay! Let's go. Ling Hu laughed.

............

"Hmm, this is here?" asked Ling Hu, pointing to the circular building in front of him. I don't know what's inside, but it looks like it's very lively, and you can already hear the noise coming from it.

"The Colosseum. Feng Yuxiu said calmly, and when he saw Ling Hu's silence, he took the lead in walking into it.

"The Colosseum? Ling Hu said with a smile, he already had a general understanding of this building.

The whole building is not very ornate, and even a little dilapidated, but the number of people in it is not ordinary, and there is a platform with a radius of 20 zhang in the middle, all of which are paved with hard marble. And around this platform is full of people, some cloth-clothed commoners, and some royal power and wealth.

At this time, on the platform in the center, two teenagers were dueling, and the shouts of killing came and went. It's as if you're going to kill your opponent in the arena, and your eyes are full of killing intent.

"Poof!"

Almost instantly, one teenager didn't hesitate to cut off the head of another, leaving only a cold corpse lying in a pool of blood.

Then the boy slowly walked around the platform with his bloody head in his hand, as if showing off his loot. It can be said that they have lost the most basic humanity of being human.

If you were an ordinary child, you might have been so scared that you didn't even dare to open your eyes when she saw such a scene.

"This is the gladiatorial arena?" Ling Hu Xiao was a little disgusted, looking at Feng Yuxiu on the side, and understood something in a trance. Once they get on this platform, one of them will inevitably die! Feng Yuxiu brought him here to kill Ling Hu Lonely, a justifiable killing!

"Yes, you can also call it 'Shura Field'!" "After the battle, there is no one left, and you can't get out of the field! This is the rule of the Shura Field! And the so-called gladiatorial arena is just a nice name.

"Let's go, let's sign up. Feng Yuxiu was stunned for a while before speaking, then turned around and walked in the other direction.

Looking at Feng Yuxiu's back, Ling Hu Lone's heart was already mixed, looking at the bloody scene in the center of the arena, he took a sharp breath, and followed Feng Yuxiu to another direction.

............

"You two want to duel?" A bewitching woman looked at the two teenagers in front of her with some surprise, her lips slightly opened, and her dark purple eyes revealed a hint of playfulness and disdain.

She is the daughter of the head of this gladiatorial arena, and she is the one who manages this gladiatorial arena on weekdays, and no one dares to provoke this woman, she is not a vase.

She had seen more people sign up, but the two teenagers were hardly reminiscent of anything like fighting and killing, on the contrary, it was more of a bookish spirit. But surprise to surprise, she still recorded the match between the two.

"You, No. 30!" the woman pointed to the command, and finally looked at Feng Yuxiu, "You, No. 31." With that, the woman stretched out a jade hand to each of them, as if asking for something.

"What are you doing in a daze, give money! Don't tell my sister that you don't have money!" The woman was a little bored, and every sentence had a special laziness and magnetism, which was extremely charming.

"Hmm, I still have to give money!" Ling Hu muttered to himself, took out a bag from his waist, and casually discharged a dozen copper coins. But Feng Yuxiu on the side really didn't move, and he was a little embarrassed. Ling Hu Lin glanced at him, and immediately saw what the reason was-no money!

There was no way, so Ling Hu had no choice but to discharge more than a dozen copper coins again.

The woman didn't go into detail, so she put the copper coins on the table into the jade box on the side: "Okay, two, you can play." Come on, the rules of the Shura field, I don't need to go into details. With that, the woman got up from her chair and led Ling Hu and Feng Yuxiu to the noise ahead.

Its graceful body sways with every step, invisibly exuding incomparable charm.

"Is this really going to be the case, are you ready?" Ling Hu Lin frowned, listening to the woman just now, if there was no death between the two of them, this game would not be over.

"I should have asked you if you were ready, you said you wanted to be a knight, right, let me tell you, knighthood is not as simple as you imagined. Feng Yu repaired the Linghu Lonely, and wanted to say something, but he never said it. "Let's go, going to this Shura field is the real beginning. With that, Feng Yuxiu took the iron sword in his hand and walked with the woman to play in the arena.

Ling Hu was a little depressed at this time, but finally followed.

When they arrived at the arena, Ling Hu Lin and Feng Yuxiu were separated by a stone's throw away, and the woman stood between the two.

"Bet on everyone!" I heard the woman suddenly shout sharply, looking around, those old men were a little excited, and carefully looked at Ling Huxi and Feng Yuxiu, looking at which of the two was stronger and which was weaker.

Then take out a certain amount of money to place a bet, and the winner can take a certain percentage of the loser's money.

Even some cloth-clothed people enjoyed it, taking out a few copper coins from their pockets to bet, but they didn't know that this seemed to be easy to make money, but they inadvertently took countless money from the crowd.

"Okay! Today's last gladiatorial fight, I believe that the two of you will bring us enough excitement! So, let's start!"

The woman walked slowly to the stage, wearing a gorgeous fiery red cheongsam and the flickering candles around her. Finally disappeared into the darkness on the side.

Suddenly, the shouts exploded, filling the entire gladiatorial arena, all discussing how the battle between Ling Hu Silence and Feng Yuxiu was.

However, it seems that most people are not very optimistic about Ling Hu Lonely, in contrast, Feng Yu Xiu's bet shows everything, and it is more than five times higher than Ling Hu Lonely!

Because Ling Hu Lin looks too immature!

But Ling Hu Lin will also use his actions to tell them that people should not be disgraced.

"In that case, I'm not afraid, come on!" Ling Hu Silence untied the knot behind his back and scattered his long hair in the air.

"Qiang-" With a burst of piercing ears and sparks, the cold light appeared, but in this cold light, there was also a righteous aura of the mighty heaven and earth.

"Sure enough, it's a lot better than a wooden sword!" Ling Hu Lin fiddled with the 'dust' in his hand. This kind of thick feel that is completely integrated with itself really makes Ling Hu Lonely fall in love, and he can even feel its sharpness, everything is broken!

"Come on, let me see how much real skill you have!" Feng Yuxiu rushed towards Ling Hu Lonely with the iron sword, and the billowing sword qi wrapped around the iron sword, making it even more tenacious. The marble on the ground was like yellow mud under the iron sword entwined with sword qi, and it could be cut without much effort.

Ling Hu Lonely naturally would not be idle, he also wrapped his sword qi around, and slashed at Feng Yu Xiu who was rushing towards him, and in an instant, a sword qi carried Gang Storm shot away! Even if it was just the Gang Wind carried by this sword qi, it also opened a few openings on this platform, if this directly hit the person's body, it was really unimaginable.

In fact, even Ling Hu Lonely himself never imagined that the power would be so great, and there was still a lot of room for improvement. Is this the power of 'dusting'? Ling Hu Ling subconsciously stared at the long sword in his hand, and he couldn't help but rush into his head with excitement.

"Drink!"

Feng Yuxiu held the sword in his chest with both hands, raised it slightly by half a point, and stabbed at the sword qi released by Ling Hu Lonely, which was obviously a little dignified.

The two sword qi collided with each other, and a hurricane suddenly exploded, spreading out like a flood in all directions, and it was too sharp to resist. The location of the collision was already a three-foot crater, and this was only the first collision.

"It's kind of interesting. Feng Yuxiu couldn't help but exclaim, looking at Ling Hulone's eyes also changed slightly, he realized that this young man may not be the kind of gentleman he thought, but some strength, and not much weaker than him.

"Boom!"

Before Feng Yuxiu could react, Ling Hu's lonely figure suddenly disappeared in place, only to feel a shade behind him, and he jumped forward instinctively, followed by a roar and exploded.

Ling Hu Lin had already appeared behind him, not a sword slash, for a while, the dust was flying.

Suddenly, Ling Hu Lin jumped out of a cloud of smoke and dust with the 'whisk dust' in his hand, and trembled with Feng Yuxiu.

For a while, it was a little difficult to solve.

In a circle of people around.

"What are these two children's names?" asked an old man with goosebumps to the man in black beside him.

"Master, one is called Feng Yuxiu, and the other is a single word and a lonely. The man in black said respectfully, watching the battle between the two, but he blushed a little. The strength of these two teenagers was much, much stronger than him, which dwarfed him.

"Who's the money?"

"Back to the master's words, it's all on the young man named Lonely. ”

"They are all good seedlings, if they can grow up, they will be used by me......" The old man looked at the two teenagers who were fighting on the platform with bad intentions.

After fighting for a quarter of an hour, Hu Lin still gained some advantage, and finally took advantage of Feng Yuxiu's weak physical strength to knock him to the ground with the hilt of his sword.

But Ling Hu Lonely didn't make a move after all, and inserted the 'dust' into the side of Feng Xiu more than a foot deep, and looked directly at Feng Yu Xiu who was lying on the ground.

The matter of killing people is still a little difficult for Ling Hul.

Besides, he is still a person like Yu Xiu, who has no grudges with him.

"Don't you take advantage of this time to start?" Feng Yuxiu said coldly.

"I don't want to kill you, you and I have nothing to do with it...... Ah-" Before Ling Hu Lonely could finish speaking, she felt a tingling pain in her calf, and looked down, only to see Feng Yuxiu barely control the iron sword and slam into Ling Hu Lone's calf, and said with a distorted smile: "Hahaha...... Are you pitying me? It's a pity, only one person can survive in this Shura field! So, you can die in my place!"

"And your sword, it's mine!" Feng Yuxiu roared hysterically, his eyes full of greed.

"Does this really mean the case?" Ling Hu muttered, suddenly grabbing the 'dust' and picking out the iron sword that pierced into his calf, and stunned Feng Yuxiu with lightning speed.

At the same time, he took out a roll of gauze paper from his arms and wrapped the blush of his calf, and looked at Feng Yuxiu firmly, "I'll take you out!"

Looking around, the audience who looked around at them was extremely surprised and sneered: "Shura Field? So what, it doesn't matter what rules you have, just break it!"