The wild orc Doron had just finished his fifth charge. Just like before, he had to retreat and suffered an additional wound on his body.
Not far across from him, the lightning ghost remained motionless, holding the same sword posture, waiting for him to attack again.
This figure made Doron feel scared, terrible, so terrible. This was not a weak opponent at all, but an abyss that could swallow life.
But he was afraid, but the audience didn't care. They only found it exciting, and everyone was eager to see the confrontation.
How could this relatively short Lightning Ghost be able to repel the attacks of the extremely powerful orcs every time? In every knife-on-knife fight, how could the small sword in his hand be able to fight back every time?
What about the one that withstood the attack of the mad orc's machete?
Everyone was very curious about this matter.
"Come on! Come on!" the audience urged.
The king smiled at the sword master beside him and said, "I bet that in three more times, this wild orc will be killed."
"I bet, it only takes two times." The sword master smiled.
"Haha, I won't bet with you, your vision is better than mine." The king laughed.
On the arena.
Large drops of sweat kept falling from Doron's forehead, mixed with blood, and soaked Doron's body. He gasped for air and moved his stiff hands and feet from time to time.
The two sides were in a stalemate, and no one took action. Sun Ran's reason was that he was weak and could only stop quietly. As for the wild beastman, he no longer had the courage to attack actively.
"Dang, Dang, Dang!" A bell rang, which was an urging signal. The two sides had been in a stalemate for too long, more than ten minutes had passed.
Duolong was so frightened by the sound that his whole body trembled, but he still did not dare to attack. He had completely lost his courage.
He didn't move, but Sun Ran moved. So far, the battle has been going on for nearly half an hour. It's enough.
He dispersed the force of the sword and started walking towards Duolong, who was twenty meters away.
It was small steps at first, then long steps. The long steps turned into a trot, and the trot turned into a wild run. During the wild run, the sword flashed. The blue star power twined towards the blade.
This was the first time that Sun Ran took the initiative to attack.
The audience had been impressed by his previous performance and began to cheer for him.
"Youlan! Sword Demon!"
"Cut him in two!"
"Cut it off with the knife!"
Sun Ran ignored these calls and charged in an orderly manner. When he was in front of Duolong, he jumped up and slashed with a leap into the wind!
Duolong roared angrily, mustered up his courage, and came forward with his machete.
"When" the two swords collide.
At this moment, Duolong felt a concentrated force coming from the blade, and it passed through his arm like an electric shock. Then his arm became numb and his strength was greatly reduced. He could hardly hold the knife.
'I heard that a master of swordsmanship can condense the whole body's strength into one force and strike people like lightning. It turns out it's true!' Duolong was horrified. Originally, he could still resist with his strong body, but after five attempts with all his strength,
His physical strength was greatly reduced during the charge, but he could no longer withstand it.
Then, he found that this power still spread through his entire body, and his whole body became numb.
In the eyes of the audience, they saw that the extremely strong orc Doron could not withstand the attack of the thin Lightning Ghost, and fell to his knees directly under the pressure of an indescribable force.
That's not all.
Duolong knelt down, and Sun Ran's knife was barely supported by him, but the star power on the knife did not stop, and still penetrated straight down, cutting through Duolong's body.
Duolong's body paused, and Sun Ran withdrew the knife and hid it in his arms. The sharp edge of the previous charge was completely restrained. Like an old man, he slowly walked back to the exit of the arena.
"Sword Demon! Sword Demon!" The whole place was filled with shouts. This was the only way people could describe this lightning ghost. His sword skills were miraculous, reaching an indescribably terrifying level.
Sun Ran took a few steps, and the wild orc behind him fell to the ground. A line of blood appeared on his body from head to toe. This was the damage caused by the star power.
In the stands.
The king smiled and said: "I have begun to appreciate this guy. Every move he makes is based on planning. He first broke the courage of the wild orcs, and then he launched a full blow and killed the enemy in one fell swoop. It's awesome, awesome!"
A smile appeared on the Juggernaut's face, and just as he was about to reply, the servant came over and seemed to have something to say.
"What's wrong?" Sword Master asked.
"The Blood Queen is missing. We found the killed arena merchant. She may have escaped." The servant said.
"Escaped?" The sword master was startled again. After a few breaths, his expression became a little solemn.
A quasi-sword master from a foreign race escaped. The opponent was only in his thirties. It would be possible to become a sword master in the coming years. If a sword master from a foreign race appeared, things would not be good.
Of course, Arnold just felt that this matter was very bad, but it was not out of control. There were not many quasi-sword masters on the road, and there were not few anywhere. A kingdom, such as Heilan, had nearly a hundred of them.
Quasi sword master.
But if you really want to break through your own limits and become a world-defying sword master, it is as difficult as climbing to the sky. In the entire Black Orchid Kingdom, he is the only one to become a sword master. Even in the entire continent, there are only three human sword masters.
Just one.
This shows how difficult it is to be promoted to Sword Master.
Sword Master Arnold quickly calmed down and asked, "Can you estimate how long she has been missing?"
"At least more than twenty minutes," the servant said.
"Twenty points." The sword master muttered, then waved his hand: "Send someone to search first, and notify me if you find it."
In twenty minutes, with the strength of a quasi-sword master, he had already lost track of where he was, and there was no way to chase him, so Arnold had no expectations at all. Of course, from beginning to end, he had no doubt about this matter and
What does Sun Ran have to do with it?
Later, Sword Master Arnold reported the matter to the king.
The king still had some unfinished thoughts and said absently: "It's just a gladiator that escaped. Just send someone to catch it."
The sword master nodded and did not take this matter to his heart anymore. Gladiators' escapes often happened, so it was nothing to make a fuss about.
The king had already turned his attention to Sun Ran, pointed at his back as he was about to disappear into the passage, and said, "I like this gladiator very much. It suits my taste. I will reward his master with a hundred gold crowns."
I have my own servants to do this.
In the arena, as usual, Sun Ran ignored the ecstatic Old Heijue and silently returned to the lounge, returning to a focused cultivation state.
He is now a candidate for the villain BOSS. As for the BOSS, unless he becomes a holy warrior, he can't come out to meet people. He has to work hard.
…
Outside the city of Turin, Blood Queen Xiuwei was standing on the top of a big tree, looking at the city ahead from a distance.
She looked at the Coliseum and said silently in her heart: "I am free, I hope you are still alive."
After saying that, she jumped down from the tree and quickly walked through the mountain paths. I heard that there was a tribe composed purely of gods in the bitter cold land in the extreme north of the mainland. Although the living conditions there were harsh, it was a paradise of freedom.
She has deeply realized the insignificance of her personal power, and now she wants to seek refuge. With her strength, she should be able to find a place in the tribe.
When she reaches the realm of Sword Master, she will come back and have a look. If the lightning ghost is still alive, give him a hand.
