"You think I'll be your opponent, don't you?" the corners of Xiong's eyebrows twitched, and he said slowly.

Instead of answering the bear immediately, Poison looked into the chaotic crowd. One thousand low-level mercenary guards, five hundred mid-level mercenary guards, and those hundred high-level mercenary guards had already been killed by Poison Pill, and the rest were also suppressed by Poison Pill's strength.

None of them had ever seen the poison come out. Because there has never been anyone here who is strong enough to make the poison pill strike.

Therefore, these hired guards, especially those high-ranking hired guards, are not convinced by the poison medicine, thinking that the poison medicine is actually incompetent.

It's no wonder that while these hired guards were usually guarding the hard labor, the poison came to wander around as if they had nothing to do. When the hired guards saw the idle poison medicine, they were very dissatisfied, but they didn't dare to express their emotions, who let the hierarchy sit there?

But today, the poison has betrayed the employer. So the seemingly insurmountable hierarchy was broken in an instant.

Poison Xiaoyao looked at the slave laborers and hired guards who were fighting fiercely in the mountains, and said to Xiong with a smile, "Perhaps, in you, I see a kind of infinite potential and brave heart, your strength is not strong in moves and martial arts. And that's why I think you're strong. ”

After Poison Xiaoyao finished speaking, he crossed his legs and said, "A real master, his strength comes from his heart." Only with a strong heart and strong belief can he be invincible and invincible. If it's just physical strength, I'm afraid I can't do this at all. ”

"You are much stronger than me. The bear opened his eyes and looked at Poison Potion, and then grabbed the saddle at the same time, and moved the mountain horse towards Poison Pill.

Although the bear's strength is a little weak, not enough to support its own movement, but if you drive the mountain horse to move, the bear's strength is still enough, "Who did you learn your kung fu from?" Xiong Zhi asked, looking at the poison medicine.

"Kung Fu?" When Poison Xiaoyao heard these two words, he seemed to feel very funny, pressed one hand on his cracked sky, and the other hand held his chin and said, "If I say that my current achievements are all realized by myself, do you believe it?"

"What?" Hearing the words of the poisonous medicine, Xiong was completely stunned, "Could it be that you are the legendary martial arts genius?"

Poison Xiaoyao's cold face gradually became like a melting glacier, "Actually, I'm not a genius, it's just that I'm lucky and diligent." Ten years of sharpening a sword, the frost blade has not been tried. The moment I actually played the sword, I realized that I had reached a very high level. ”

"You are also a person worthy of my admiration!" Xiong said seriously, looking at the poison medicine.

"I don't need you to tell me that. "The moment I defeated you, I knew I was someone you admired." ”

Poison Xiaoyao's tone was very confident, but there was no trace of frivolity.

Looking at the extremely confident poison medicine, Xiong suddenly didn't know what he should say. For a person who is so confident, Xiong really doesn't have the courage to speak.

Frankly speaking, bears are not the kind of people who are more confident, because bears' experiences have gradually erased bears' self-confidence. More than once he has watched his most important person turn away from him because of his weakness.

Every time, parting with his important person is an indelible wound in Xiong's heart.

"Aren't you going to help them?" said Bear anxiously to the poison medicine, seeing that some of the slaves who were fighting with the hired guards had already fallen from some injuries.

But Poison Xiaoyao didn't show the kind of sympathy it deserved, but frowned and shook his head, "Now, it's not time for me to do it, this is their chance to show themselves, and I won't interfere." ”

"But some of them are already injured!"

"They should fight on their own!" said Poison Xiaoyao as he stood up, patted the dust off his buttocks, "Many of these slaves have been imprisoned for too long, too long. He has even cultivated a servile nature and lost his original nature. ”

Listening to the words of the poisonous medicine, Xiong was suddenly stunned. Indeed, as the Poison Pill says, the slaves have lost their true nature, as the Poison Pill says. And if they want to restore their true nature and restore their bloody nature as a man, they must let them regain that fighting spirit in battle.

In every person's faith, there will be an angel of battle. It is this power that can make people have a fighting heart.

Fighting is not the same as fighting. Although both may die. But fighting is a level higher than fighting. If you fight, it may be for a superficial purpose, or it may be instigated by others. But fighting, however, is a very noble soul.

For the sake of their own freedom and to be able to return to the Central Plains, the slaves did their best, picked up the tools of their own work, and began a dark battle with the hired guards on a long song. They are fighting for freedom, fighting for their dreams, not for the petty profits of three melons and two dates.

"Do you think these slaves will win?" Seeing that the slaves seemed to have a sign of defeat, Xiong couldn't help but turn his head and look at the poison medicine and asked.

"Whether they will win or not, it's up to them. "Poison Xiaoyao is watching this unprecedented and heroic battle, as if sitting in a huge stand, watching the fighters under the stage compete.

"If they really want to get out of this sea of suffering, if they really want to get out of here, if they really want to go back to their hometown, then they will definitely win. Poison Xiaoyao smiled and continued to watch the battle, without saying a word.

The battle was fierce. Every now and then, one or two slaves fell to the ground and could not get up. Because the strength of these hired guards is still very strong.

Although these mercenary guards are like ants compared to poison and medicine, compared to these slaves, these mercenary guards are an elite division with rich combat experience and combat qualities, and they are well-equipped.

Especially those high-level guards, they are all people with good martial arts, and if they are placed on the battlefield, they are all warriors who can be ten with one.

Therefore, when these guards and slaves fight, it is completely a crushing rhythm. At first, because the guards were frightened by the poison medicine, they retreated, but over time, the guards saw that the poison medicine did not interfere in the matter anymore, and they couldn't help but muster up their strength and began to slaughter the slaves.