Chapter five hundred and forty-ninth hair like thunder to receive anger
Grand Arena.
The Blade Warriors were shouting, and the audience was cheering, but the thorn iron door had not yet been fully opened, and was still slowly lowering with the sound of 'click-click' hinges.
With a 'click', the iron door was finally in place, and then the audience looked towards the entrance of the passage. Everyone wanted to know who the opponent of the Blade Warrior was.
A figure walked out. He didn't look as strong or tall as the Blade Warrior. His back was a little stooped. He was holding a knife in his arms. His eyes seemed to be squinted and closed, and he had no energy at all. He looked like a weak patient.
"Shh~" Disappointed voices came from the audience seats. They originally thought this was a tit-for-tat, bloody battle, but they didn't expect such a consumption ghost to come out.
With this look, he would probably be chopped into pieces by the Blade Warrior's battle ax as soon as the fight started.
Sun Ran also saw his opponent, especially when he saw the two short-handled battle axes in his hands, he was startled. Isn't he called a Blade Warrior? How could he use an axe? This doubt passed by and he smiled.
Laugh, no matter what weapon he uses, he will be a dead man after a while.
The sound of 'click, click, click' came from behind again, and the thorn iron gate rose again, blocking all exits of the circular arena.
According to the rules, the battle can begin after the salute to start the battle. Before that, the arena very 'humanely' gives the gladiators one minute to prepare.
In the middlemost audience seat is the VIP seat. Sitting here are the princes and ministers of the kingdom, and the king is often present.
However, the two parties in today's fight are not very famous, and one party is still a newcomer to the challenge, so there are not many people sitting in the VIP seats, only a few people, and the people sitting there are also some people who don't have much weight.
But what is special today is that in the corner of the VIP table, there is a middle-aged man with a calm face and a strong body. He sits quietly, with a sword squarely placed on his knee. This scene is somewhat similar to Sun Ran.
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His eyes were squinted, as if he was not awake, and he was quietly looking at the arena below.
When the so-called Blade Warrior came out and the audience cheered, he didn't react at all. His eyes were still narrowed. But when Sun Ran appeared, the sight of him holding a knife and walking forward caught his attention.
He opened his eyes and observed carefully for a while, and then asked the servant on the side: "What's the name of the one with the knife?"
The servant immediately replied: "Sir, his name is Youlan. He is a new product just caught from the forest."
"Oh," the middle-aged man responded, and then sighed: "It's a pity that he is from a foreign race. He was born in the wrong place."
At this time, there was a "bang" sound, which was the sound of a salute and the signal to start the war.
In the arena.
The Blade Warrior immediately became excited, roared loudly, and began to jog around Sun Ran. As he ran, he observed his opponent while getting closer to him, looking for an opportunity to strike.
The audience also shouted loudly.
"Kill him! Kill him!"
"Chop into mincemeat!"
"Behead! Behead!"
Amidst the overwhelming sound of mountains and tsunamis, Sun Ran changed his posture slightly. Originally he was holding the knife, but now he was holding the knife, but the blade was still held behind him, and his eyes were still half-closed and half-opened. He looked sickly.
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In fact, from the time he came out of the entrance to the passage, he has been standing still without moving much. The impression given to the audience is that this person is very weak, very weak, and he is here to die. Arranging such a battle in the arena is stupid.
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After all, the Blade Warrior was not a brainless person. He was not carried away by the shouts of the audience and was still not in a hurry to attack. He was still testing around Sun Ran.
On the other side of the auditorium is where the arena merchants gather.
Old Black Lord looked at the arena nervously, his eyes never blinking, for fear that when he blinked, his gladiator would be hacked to death by the opponent's axe.
While I was paying close attention, a voice came from beside me: "Hey, old guy, stop looking, you chose the wrong product this time."
Old Heijue knew who was coming just by hearing the voice. He was a fat, bald man, and he was the owner of the Blade.
He didn't want to talk to him and just snorted coldly.
"Look at the betting odds, one to ten, no one is optimistic about your warrior at all. He will be dragged to feed the wolves later." The bald man chuckled.
"Stop talking, no matter how much you say, it won't interfere with the fighting on the field!" Old Black Lord snorted coldly, but his energy was a little weak.
The bald man saw this and said with a smile: "You don't even believe that your product can win. Haha, old man, you can't keep up with the times."
"Kill! Kill! Kill!" The shouts in the audience suddenly rose, like waves of tsunami. In the audience, the Blade Warriors had given up testing and began to show their full strength and charge towards their opponents.
The distance between the two was about fifty meters, and the Blade Warrior was running faster and faster. When the distance shortened to twenty meters, his weapon suddenly lit up, and blue star power wrapped around him, and the same happened on his body.
The light of star power appeared, and his speed suddenly increased. Like a blue meteor, he shot towards Sun Ran with extremely wild momentum.
"Berserker! Berserker!"
"Crush! Crush!"
Following this charge, the audience's emotions were getting higher and higher, as if they were charging with the blade warriors, as if they also had invincible power, as if... the people in the entire arena had become wild horns.
The fighter became like a god of war.
The bald man watched all this intoxicatedly: "To be honest, I think I'm in love with him, hahahaha, he makes me fascinated."
"Humph!" The old Heijue who answered him snorted coldly. The old man stretched out his hand to wipe the sweat on his forehead, and looked closely at Youlan, who was still motionless.
"You should move! Are you stunned?" Old Heijue was extremely anxious. Thirty-five gold crowns, which he had entertained with delicious food and drinks all the way, were just wasted. He couldn't accept it.
Thirty meters, with the strength and speed of the Blade Warrior, he crossed over in less than two seconds. He raised the battle ax in his hand high and struck at the opponent's head.
In the past, all his opponents had been chopped to death by him in this way, with one ax blow to pieces and their bodies to pieces, without exception.
Seeing that the opponent's head was already in front of him, the blade warrior felt his blood boiling, his fighting spirit reached the extreme, and his momentum seemed to reach the sky.
'It's rare for someone to be willing to stand still and let me use my full strength. This charge is really refreshing.' This thought flashed through his mind.
"Explode!" He couldn't help roaring, his voice was like gold and iron. It was the condensed of all his will and it was almost indestructible.
The audience also went crazy, and the sound of the entire arena soared into the sky. People just chanted to their heart's content and vented their desire to kill.
At this moment, when the Blade Warrior reached the peak of his life, Sun Ran, who had been sickly all the time, opened his eyes, took a step back, and the knife that had been hidden behind his back appeared, with a cold light flashing and pointing in an arc.
Cut out the front.
This sword gathered all the energy and energy that Sun Ran had accumulated from practicing day and night. As soon as this sword was launched, his momentum suddenly reached its peak. This sword was so fast that it was unimaginable. In the blink of an eye, it brought up
The fierce wind.
"Hiss~~~" A howl of strong wind containing the crisp sound of gold and iron, full of impact, spread throughout the entire arena in an instant, like a rest, gathering all the enthusiasm of the audience to brew an ensemble.
It was killed by force.
The sword was like a crescent moon, the moon fell and the lights were turned off, everything returned to calm, and the entire arena was silent.
Sun Ran put away the knife, narrowed his eyes again, stooped slightly, held the knife, turned around and walked slowly towards the exit of the arena.
After walking a few steps, a voice came from behind.
First, there were a few "pull" sounds. This was the sound of the blade warrior's tomahawk fragments falling to the ground, which were held in place by the force of the huge knife. Both iron tomahawks were cut into two pieces, and the fractures were as smooth as mirrors.
Then there were a few "bang bangs", and the blade warrior's body was broken into two parts starting from the chest and fell to the ground.
Finally, there was the sound of blood spurting out, which was the last afterglow of the Blade Warrior's uncooled blood.
The arena remained silent, and the merchants in the arena stared wide-eyed, unable to believe the scene before them.
Wasn't it good before? Why did it become like this in the blink of an eye?
Old Heijue rubbed his eyes even harder, thinking that he was dazzled. He knew that his warrior martial arts were very powerful, otherwise he would not have been able to kill Scar Wolf, but his performance just now was a little too powerful, killing people.
Not to mention the two pieces, how can the battle ax be cut off at the same time? One cut is two handles.
This is too exaggerated.
In the VIP seat, the middle-aged man was even more moved. He leaned forward and stared closely at the lightning ghost who had regained his composure.
At that moment just now, he was probably the only one in the entire arena who saw the whole process clearly: that amazing sword, that sharp sword light that was as sharp as electricity and as permeable as water, and the high-speed vibration of the blade when it cut through the battle axe.
, all represent supreme skills.
"It's really amazing!" The middle-aged man praised sincerely, then called his servant and said: "Go and give this You Lan a pot of wine. Get the wine from my house, the best Qingyan wine."
"Yes." The servant obeyed.
It was only then that the entire arena came to its senses. People didn't know how Sun Ran won, but they instinctively cheered for victory.
"Youlan! Youlan!"
"Sword Demon! Sword Demon!" Someone took the initiative to give Sun Ran a nickname.
Sun Ran didn't care, he waited for the thorn fence to be lowered again, and then stepped in.
Old Heijue's men had arrived a long time ago and greeted them with joyful faces. They wanted to speak and congratulate, but were shocked by Sun Ran's repulsive look, so they could only gather around him and remain silent.
Follow him.
After a while, the old Black Lord also arrived. His face was red and he was laughing heartily, because just now, the big bald man said to him with great envy: "Sir, I admire you, you have found a master of swordsmanship!
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Yes, he is a master of swordsmanship. Only a master can kill a wild charge with one sword, and can cut through all enemies with one sword and become invincible!
