Chapter 277 Talking people to death with your mouth
After looking at the fighting in front of him, Wang Wei felt drowsy. These were all losers. They didn't see any skillful attacks. They were all fighting each other with brute force. But Wang Wei liked it very much. But he never looked at it.
No idea of what the 'gift' is for what I do, it's just an uncomfortable, yet familiar feeling that lingers around.
Compared with Wang Wei's relaxation, Kailuoluo was obviously much more nervous. Although he thought this Cyclops monster named Aru was very powerful, he had no idea how powerful he was, so he put pressure on him this time.
He doesn't have many gold coins on him, so according to his ideal, even if he loses, he should lose less.
Soon, the door in front of Wang Wei opened. There was also a Cyclops standing in the center of the arena. However, this Cyclops was a bit deformed. He was even more than four meters tall, and his muscles were so solid that he hardly looked like a giant.
The real Cyclops was wearing a scarred armor and holding a giant stick full of spikes. On the other side, a guy with half of his body blurred was being dragged back to the gate by his escort.
among.
Wang Wei slowly came to the field. As soon as he appeared, there was a gasp in the entire auditorium, followed by laughter, and then boos. Kai Luoluo was hiding behind the door and his face was blue. He could only
It would be enough to pray for God's blessing and let the big guy be struck dead by lightning so that Wang Wei can smoothly enter the next round and save his life. It's a pity that God can't hear his voice, and even if they hear it, they can't.
Interested in understanding, God never interferes in human affairs.
Wang Wei looked up at the big guy. It looked like the result of some kind of drug catalysis?
"Hello, compatriot, I am your compatriot from the human world. In fact, we don't have to fight. What do you think?"
There is a special sound gathering mechanism in the gladiatorial arena, which can amplify the sound of roars and weapons hitting the body, and can also transmit the commander's voice to the combatants. But thanks to this thing, many people heard Wang Wei's words.
The entire venue immediately fell silent.
"Oh my God! Look, that Cyclops is actually talking! What a ghost!"
Almost instantly, the entire audience was in chaos.
Unfortunately, the cyclops said nothing except roaring and waving his stick.
Kailuoluo behind the door was raised up from the platform. He existed as a conductor. Because there were many cyclops participating in the battle, conductors were allowed to appear in the game. He naturally saw the reactions of the people around him to Wang Wei's words, and he was very
Satisfied, at least that guy's popularity is guaranteed.
As all the doors closed at the same time, the battle officially began. Under the remote command of a goblin on the opposite side, the Cyclops roared as if it had taken aphrodisiac and rushed towards Wang Wei.
"So, weapons can be used in this competition?"
Wang Wei suddenly turned his head and asked Kai Luoluo. At this time, the giant stick full of spikes had already arrived at the back of Wang Wei's head.
"boom!"
With a punch, one of the cyclops' legs twisted forward and folded forward. The body lost its balance and fell to the ground in pain. The giant stick flew far away and landed right in front of Kai Luoluo's eyes. The huge spikes on it were
Mottled with blood stains.
That's not Aru's blood!
Kai Luo Luo felt like his heart was going to jump out!
"You can't even communicate with your own kind. So, you are not of the same race as me."
Wang Wei was talking to himself. He came to the Cyclops monster with foam at its mouth. He raised his foot and kicked the neck of the Cyclops monster that was flexing its teeth and claws just now.
"Oh oh oh? Let's see, there is a dark horse in today's game! It's our famous gambler, Mr. Kai Luoluo who won't look back until he loses his butt, and the warriors he sent. Let me see his introduction.
, God, you won’t believe this, this cyclops named Aru is actually a warrior who returned to his hometown from the human world!”
The commentator of the arena was also a goblin. He inherited the fine tradition of goblins being wordy. Under his exaggeration, a Cyclops warrior who was brought to the human world by slave traders since he was a child, but who grew up and returned to learn skills, became like this
Fresh out of the oven. Of course, the main storyline was made up by Kai Luoluo, who needed to turn the hunk into a star.
Kailuoluo immediately felt his face light up.
"I said, are all these losers here who fight and don't care about others?"
Wang Wei turned around, raised his head and asked Kailuo Luo on the high platform.
"No, absolutely not, you have to be careful, there are many masters here!"
Kai Luoluo still did not forget to give his cash cow a reminder.
"Master?"
Wang Wei raised his eyebrows.
Thirty minutes later, six more people were maimed by Wang Wei.
"This is such a waste of time. With this style of play, I might not even have time to eat."
Wang Wei sat on a rock and complained to Kailuoluo.
"There's nothing you can do about it, this is the rule."
Kailuoluo now fully knows how powerful this guy is, and he naturally knows that he will definitely be promoted, and he doesn't want him to die in a wheel battle like this.
"Rules are useless."
Before the new gate was opened, Wang Wei suddenly came to the gate numbered eight. There was a cold-looking orc sitting inside. His face was covered with various patterns. His body was thin, but his muscles were strong. He was covered with a little protection.
He had no tools, only a pair of burlap trousers, his hands and feet were covered with bandages, and his guide was standing behind him. Of all the rooms, this room seemed the cleanest, and most importantly,
His skin is blue.
"Hey, come out. If I win, your room will be mine."
Wang Wei stretched out a finger and hooked it.
"..."
The two people in the room didn't even look at Wang Wei, obviously they didn't take this crazy one-eyed monster seriously.
"Hey, didn't you hear that?"
Wang Wei suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed it behind him, and then pushed it forward. The new challenger who had just wanted to sneak attack from behind inserted his head into the narrow crack in the door, and blood and brain matter flowed in.
On a clean floor.
"It's dirty, forget it, I don't want it anymore, you can continue."
Wang Wei turned around and was about to leave, but then the orc finally moved.
"Oh my god, look who moved! It's our challenger king, Rambo! His record has never been broken so far! He didn't use any weapons at all, and it took him three days to defeat seventy challengers and finally enter Room 8.
A monster, a warrior who can split steel with his fists! The lucky ones who have received the 'gift'!"
The goblin was noisily inciting the audience's emotions. In fact, his encouragement was no longer needed. Just now, the scene where Wang Wei killed a bunch of opponents one after another had already made the audience's blood boil. But now, Wang Wei actually took the initiative to find the challenger?
The gladiators in the first ten rooms can freely choose whether to fight their opponents. Newcomers are generally not stupid enough to provoke this person, and he seems to have no interest in advancing again. He just stays there, occasionally.
Any idiot who challenges him will end up with all his bones broken.
Wang Wei naturally had a purpose in choosing him.
"I always feel that the so-called 'gift' is the same thing as the dark power that Lequi said, and I feel very familiar with that dark power. I don't know what it is, but one thing I know very well is
, as long as we kill this guy, we will know."
Wang Wei explained it this way.
Door No. 8 opened slowly, and the orc walked out step by step. He was almost as tall as Wang Wei, and he was not as muscular as the average orc. He was very well-proportioned, but like a steel wire.
"This smell is so familiar."
Hurley suddenly said something.
"Not only is it familiar, this fucking smell is simply the breath of hell!"
As soon as he got closer, Wang Wei immediately felt something different. When the orc restrained his aura just now, Wang Wei only felt vaguely familiar. But now when he is full of killing intent, even Wang Wei can feel this pure
The smell of hell.
"So that's it. The so-called gifts are things related to hell. That's really good. But I want to see, what did these guys get from hell and still treat it as a gift?"
Hell, as one of the three major planes, has always been famous for producing madmen, and these madmen are not the pure madmen of the Crazy Plane. They are all crazy for something.
A freak. Therefore, if something happens in hell, it is not surprising in nature.
The orc looked at Wang Wei coldly, and Wang Wei also looked at him. It is not easy for an artist's mask to simulate the face of a creature like this. It is basically impossible to make complex expressions. Now Wang Wei is
A dull-looking cyclops image.
"You are no match for me."
The orc suddenly spoke.
"That's exactly what I wanted to say."
Wang Wei also spoke.
"Arrogance is the most direct cause of your death."
The orc opened his mouth again.
"If every time you win is to talk others down with your mouth, then I would really like to see it."