Liu Ziguang was carried out by the warriors, his hands and feet were tied up with cowhide ropes, and he was thrown into a carriage. The carriage with black curtains walked on the stone road for a long time, as if he had entered a large house. Liu Ziguang was taken out and looked at him in confusion.
around.
There are two rows of low stone houses, with thick iron fences sealing the doors. Inside one row are large men with cold eyes and tough bodies lying or sitting, while in the other row of small houses there are people who are either circling around or irritable.
There are all kinds of beasts jumping at the iron gate.
Could this be the legendary gladiator camp?
It is said that bloody and cruel gladiatorial matches were often held inside the iron factory. Gladiators who had undergone rigorous training were used to fight to the death, or the fighters fought each other, or fought with beasts, or cavalry versus infantry, or few versus many,
All kinds of tricks emerge in endlessly, and everything is done according to the wishes of the adults.
The origins of gladiators are extremely vicious executioners. These originally cruel and callous villains have been trained by professional coaches and can skillfully use various weapons and understand various vital parts of the human body. Adults believe that only trained gladiators can fight.
It’s worth seeing when you get up.
The average career lifespan of a gladiator does not exceed three months. Only characters with super strength can be purchased by the merchants and princes from all over the world who often come to the iron factory to purchase as warriors. Since it is a competition, of course it is interesting to have some winnings.
, spectators often spend large sums of money on large bets. As a result, the casino sells fighters, which has become a tertiary industry with good income for the iron factory.
Liu Ziguang was thrown into one of the rows of short houses. The iron door was locked with a clang. The second young lady dressed in pink came over with a smile: "9527, you killed my black tiger first, and then saved me again.
So I can't kill you. From today on, you are my lady's exclusive fighter. Seeing how good you are in fighting, you don't need training anymore. Let's start the competition tomorrow. I borrowed a spiritual mastiff to fight with you, but it's very good for you.
Save face."
Before Liu Ziguang could react, the second lady left Shi Shiran.
The spiritual mastiff is the Tibetan mastiff. That beast is very stupid. There is no such thing as "spiritual". What's wrong with me recently? I'm always dealing with canines. Liu Ziguang thought.
In the evening of the next day, two warriors walked into the room, put iron shackles on him, and led him out with a chain.
After passing through a tunnel made of bricks, he came to a stone room. A man untied his iron shackles, took out an iron collar, fastened it around his neck, and put a thick cowhide strap around him. It looked like
The second lady wanted him to suffer more and not be bitten to death all at once. A two-foot-long dagger was stuffed into her hand. The man opened another exit of the stone room and pushed Liu Ziguang out.
This is a circular venue with two-meter-high walls on all sides, lined with iron plates that are too smooth to climb up. There are doorways all around the venue. Above the surrounding walls are stands, which is a pirated version of the Colosseum.
Liu Ziguang thought.
There was a dense crowd of spectators sitting in the stands, eating snacks and laughing. They were protected by samurai holding long-handled iron swords. The flames of the lighting lamps powered by blast furnace gas flickered.
The second young lady was sitting in an elegant seat in the stands, with the handsome Yu Xiaolong waiting on her side. Several pretty maids were holding fruits and wine bottles standing behind them. On the other seats were people with fair skin and graceful looks.
The ladies, young ladies, and young masters, all wearing gold, silver, and jewels, chatted noisily, and no one paid attention to Liu Ziguang standing in the venue.
The second young lady stood up, pressed her little hands around, and said softly: "Everyone, be quiet for a moment. Today I borrowed Uncle Yu's spiritual mastiff to specifically deal with the bad guy who killed our black tiger. Everyone needs to give the spiritual mastiff
Cheer. In addition, if you win by buying a mastiff, please place your bet immediately."
There was a lot of noise everywhere, the sound of betting chips being thrown and the shouts of people leaving their bets.
The second lady made a gesture to the warrior on the side, and as an iron door in the venue opened, a giant black beast rolled out like a dark cloud.
This was clearly a black lion with a ring-shaped fur crown, and its kingly domineering power made people shudder. The spiritual mastiff flew towards Liu Ziguang without any pause, and there was a burst of exclamations from the stands.
Liu Ziguang stood in a lunge, with one leg firmly pressed against a half-foot-high metal boss with holes in the middle of the field. He held the short knife tightly with both hands, raised it above his head, and held it with his head.
People stretch into a straight line.
The spiritual mastiff jumped over the head, blood flowed from the lower jaw to the belly, and was cut open with a sharp dagger.
The mastiff twitched a few times and lost its voice. There was silence in the stands. For a while, the second lady clapped her hands and said with a smile: "It's fun, what a mastiff. It's obviously a stupid dog, but 9527 is quite smart. Let's take it."
I underestimated you because you fought with ferocious beasts."
Liu Ziguang spent the whole day thinking about ways to deal with ferocious beasts. When he was in junior high school, an article called Huizhou Tang Dahu reminded him that only in this way could there be a chance. Mastiffs could fight three wolves at the same time. Although he had undergone some training, he was still far away.
He is not as ruthless as Wu Song, so there is another necessary condition: he must have a sharp blade. Fortunately, someone really gave him a knife just now, and it was a very good steel knife. This is a fluke.
After killing the spiritual mastiff, I was secretly afraid, and my back was covered in cold sweat.
Second Miss realized the financial resources that 9527 might bring, turned her head and said a few words to Xiaolong. After hearing this, Yu Xiaolong stood up and shouted to Liu Ziguang: "9527, Second Miss will give you a chance to live, as long as you can survive
In the following competitions, if I don’t let the second lady down, I will consider giving you freedom."
"Freedom, such a strange word." Liu Ziguang's heart was moved. The smell of dog blood in the air stimulated his nerves. For freedom, kill!
The warrior on the sidelines threw a long knife at Liu Ziguang's feet, "Use this to kill your opponent later, and you will win."
The opponent was a novice who was playing for the first time. He was about 15 years old. His eyes were steady and he also had a steel knife in his hand. His cold eyes were like the pupils of a poisonous snake. He seemed to be a ruthless character.
The two faced each other, their eyes facing each other, looking for each other's weaknesses. The opponent's footsteps began to move laterally, and the steel knife in his hand was making beautiful moves. Liu Ziguang did not move, and out of the corner of his eye, he noticed his opponent's wrists flying.
A sharp leg sweep.
When the leg reaches, the knife flies.
When Liu Ziguang's knife slit the opponent's throat, the flying knife was still stuck on the pillar of the stand and trembling slightly.
Including the leg sweep, it only took two moves.
, there was a roar of applause in the stands, and the second lady laughed so hard: "Hee hee, what a fast knife." Several servants with loud voices specially called behind him cheered even more vigorously.
Xiao Yu on the side slapped his hands and encouraged the second lady: "Second lady, your fighter is so good, why don't we see how many games he can win in a row today."
"Okay, okay, call all the fighters here and fight my 9527 one by one. Let you see how powerful the fighters I have trained are."
So Liu Ziguang was very lucky today. He still won the next two games. One of his two opponents was seriously injured and the other died. He also paid the price. There was a wound on his chest and right leg. The white coarse cloth robe was worn by his opponent and his own.
The blood was stained red, and the second lady's happy little hands turned red, "I will call you the Red General from now on."
Yu Xiaolong, who was standing next to him, pointed at Liu Ziguang and said, "Thank you, Miss, for the name."
Liu Ziguang bowed his hands to the stands and thought to himself, the red-coated general treats me like a cannon. No, I think his name is more like a cricket.
Yu Yu said: "Second Miss, seeing that your general in red is injured, do you want to continue the competition?"
The second young lady's lovely eyes widened, "Beat, of course, it's only been three games. How many people are left? They come one after another. I think he still has a lot of energy left to use."
During normal training, several brothers took turns to fight, without giving Liu Ziguang a moment's rest. They often used tricks for hundreds of rounds in a row. Now it came in handy. After a short rest, Liu Ziguang managed to win two more games and was almost exhausted.
Coupled with the excessive blood loss, I began to feel that the steel knife in my hand was extremely heavy.
People in the stands were very excited. It was rare to see so many games won in a row. Those who had bet on Liu Ziguang were even happier. Several cheerleaders composed of loud-voiced servants were shouting, "General in red, we will win."
!Definitely win! The atmosphere was so lively that no one cared about the blood dripping beside Liu Zi’s bare feet. It was his own blood.
Five people had already fallen to the sword. The second lady realized that such a competition was meaningless, and told Yu Yu: "Is there any stronger opponent? These shrimp soldiers and crab generals are too incompetent. Do you have any good players and mine?"
Are you going to compete with the general in red?"
There was silence all around.
Seeing that no one came forward, the second lady was unhappy and told Xiao Yu to find a good fighter for another fight today, otherwise no one would be able to leave.
"I have a good hand in my family. I wonder how I can survive under the second lady's general in red." The person who spoke was the director of the steelmaking branch of the iron factory, a dark man. He waved his hand to the subordinate,
Bring my giant spirit god over here to experience the power of the red general."
Everyone was amazed. The Giant Spirit God has been the champion for three consecutive times without losing. Now he no longer participates in the competition casually. He only participates when there are big bets. Everyone placed bets. The odds are: Red General vs. Giant Spirit.
God 1:10
.
The second lady was very unconvinced, pouted, and bet five hundred taels of silver chips.
The bet is gone, with a shout, the betting ends in a flurry. Waiting for the gong to start.
The Giant Spirit God was a tall giant man, about 1.90 meters tall and weighing nearly 300 kilograms. He was holding a big axe. Liu Ziguang felt a chill in his heart. The opponent was too strong and he might die here today.
The giant man obviously held the same view. He grinned, showing his yellow teeth, his chest was covered with black hair, and the ax in his hand was extremely heavy, but it was no different from a toy in his hand.
The gong sounded, and the competition began. The giant man wielded his axe, and struck it with a force that shook the earth. Liu Ziguang did not dare to resist, but relied on his quick feet to dodge all over the field. Wherever the ax landed, there was a deep hole on the ground.
There were traces of the ax blade, and the audience booed when they saw Liu Ziguang just running away.
When you run out of energy if you keep running like this, you will be at the mercy of others. Everyone will die on the left and right, so it is better to fight to the death. The giant man is tall and fat, which is both an advantage and a disadvantage. Only by attacking his lower plate can you have a chance.
Chance,
Having made up his mind, Liu Ziguang pretended to have lost his footing, turned his body, and fell to the ground on his back. Seeing the opportunity coming, the giant man roared and struck with a big ax on his head. Liu Ziguang was already prepared, rolled over, and was already at the side.
He swung the knife and hit the giant man's ankle. The strength was not enough and he could not cut off the ankle. The giant man was in pain and became furious. He danced the ax like a windmill. However, his foot was injured and he could not catch up with Liu Ziguang.
The giant man suddenly stopped and locked his vicious eyes on Liu Ziguang. Liu Ziguang stopped dodging and faced him with fearless eyes. The two looked at each other for a moment, and suddenly they broke out at the same time. The giant man threw his axe, and the whole person pounced.
Coming over, Liu Ziguang dodged quickly, and the ax passed by with the sound of wind. The giant man's body came over like a mountain, and Liu Ziguang's knife met it. He slashed at the shoulder of the giant man, and the giant man laughed wildly, and pinched Liu Ziguang's hand holding the knife.
With his hand, he easily grabbed the knife and threw it aside. With the other hand, he picked up the clothes on Liu Ziguang's chest and lifted him off the ground.
Throw it hard towards the wall.
Liu Ziguang was beaten to pieces and suffered severe pain in his chest and abdomen. He probably had a few broken ribs. Venus surrounded him also appeared in front of his eyes. The giant man came over and lifted him up again, preparing to repeat the action just now. Liu Ziguang was hanging
In mid-air, he used all his strength to kick out a kick, hitting the vital part of the giant man's lower body. Then he raised his hands and flew two handfuls of sand into the giant man's eyes.
The giant man screamed, let go, and covered his eyes. Liu Ziguang fell from mid-air, rolled on the spot, grabbed the steel knife in his hand, and jumped behind the giant man. With two swipes, the ligaments of the giant man's feet were severed, and his huge body
Kneel down.
The steel knife had cut countless gaps in the continuous fierce battle, and was not so sharp because of the hot blood. Liu Ziguang grabbed the giant man's hair and chopped it like wood, one knife, and another. Every time he slashed, the stands were full of
There was a burst of exclamation, and the giant man's head was cut off half-cut and half-cut off.
Liu Ziguang was covered in blood, holding a bloody steel knife in one hand and holding the giant man's head high in the other hand, showing it to the audience in the stands, like a murderous god.
The applause was overwhelming.
The second lady looked proudly at the large pile of chips she had won in front of her, and used the chips to build building blocks on the small table.
Yu Yu asked: "Second Miss, do you still want to compete?"
"Competition, I haven't won enough yet. Who else has a fighter who can fight? Don't be just a show-off like that giant spirit god."
"Second Miss, listen to me, 9527 is very weak now, and any ordinary fighter can defeat him. It would be a pity not only to lose so many chips, but also to lose such a good fighter.
Second Miss, think twice."
Looking at the crumbling Liu Ziguang and the chips that formed a small castle in front of him, the second lady hesitated for a while and finally said: "Okay, that's all for today."
Liu Ziguang held on to prevent himself from falling. In fact, his physical strength was severely exhausted, and he was bleeding too much. He didn't know how many ribs were broken, and he didn't know how many other wounds, large and small. Now after hearing this sentence,