The first thousand five hundred and fifty-two chapters hit the leg cramps
Chapter 1552: Beating someone to the point of leg cramps
"Why?
Did you hear anything?"
"Bang bang bang...um...very crisp."
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"Yi Xiaotian! Stop... stop! This is not... this is not fair... the arena fell, this is the organizer's problem! I demand it again..."
"It's not fair, isn't it? It's not fair, isn't it!"
The audience below the stage could vaguely hear some strange noises on the stage, but because of the smoke and dust, no one could tell what the sounds were.
"Does it sound good?
What sounds good is a good head!”
"I'll fight!"
But the real situation on stage is completely one-sided.
Yes... Kermu couldn't stand firmly at all, so he couldn't move while doing the splits on the stage, so he could only be beaten passively.
This was no ordinary beating - the large shield in Yi Xiaotian's hand weighed at least ten or twenty kilograms. Even though Yi Xiaotian was in poor condition and his right hand was fractured and injured, he still dragged the shield with his left hand.
, greeted Kermu mercilessly in the face.
As the saying goes, don't slap someone in the face...
After all, if you are slapped in the face, even if the person being slapped has some magical power to protect him, he will still be beaten with a bruised nose and a swollen face.
finally…
After being tortured by Yi Xiaotian for half a stick of incense, the smoke and dust dissipated, and Kermu was able to crawl out from the gap in the collapsed arena while Yi Xiaotian was resting...
Of course, because of this...his embarrassed appearance was stared at by everyone present.
"Pfft... the smoke and dust finally dissipated. Well, after such a long time, I'm afraid Master Kermu has tortured Yi Xiaotian until he became inhuman, right?"
"Hahaha... That's right. Even if Yi Xiaotian is in the smoke and dust, he must not be able to escape from Lord Kermu's hand."
"Oh! It's out! Look! That Yi Xiaotian is not dead! But..."
"Hahahaha, what is this! This guy was beaten into a pig's head by Lord Kermu! Lord Kermu really has you!"
Under the stage, Kermu's deputies were dancing and celebrating. They were excited about Yi Xiaotian's defeat and excited about Kermu's upcoming victory...
But...maybe it's too close, or maybe...
They didn't realize that this so-called "swollen pig-headed" guy was staring at them with resentful eyes and muttering some words of resentment and dissatisfaction inarticulately in his mouth:
"Pfft... Li's boots are crawling inside and out... hiss... congratulations, bastard!"
"Um...isn't this guy out of his mind?
What is he talking about?
Is he scolding us?"
"Hey! You guy, don't think that we don't dare to beat you. After you are dealt with by Master Kermu later, and after you get off the ring... we will definitely make you walk around without food!"
Kermu's deputy was particularly angry. He had long been unhappy with Yi Xiaotian, and now that the guy in front of him had been beaten like this and was still so arrogant, he secretly made up his mind to make him look good after the ring competition!
"Asshole! Oops! That's...Ke Ermo!"
"You guy...are you really crazy?
Lord Kermu! Hurry... come and deal with this guy! Lord Kermu!"
On the other side of the stage, another puff of dust and smoke burst out from nowhere. It seemed that someone had done it deliberately and was hidden in the dust and smoke. After being called by Kermu's subordinates, someone's figure became more obvious.
stand up.
"Come here!"
Then, someone in the smoke responded like this.
"Hahaha! Boy! Your death has come!"
"You...you...you wait...just wait!"
"Pig Head" pointed at the deputy in front of him angrily, and understood his current situation...
Although the wound on his face has not healed yet, and although his vision is now somewhat unclear, he understands that if he really wants to solve the current predicament, he must first deal with his opponent.
After understanding this, he stopped worrying, turned around, and walked straight in the direction of his opponent.
"Damn it... I was unlucky just now, now I want to see where you can escape to!"
He muttered silently in his mind, picked up the spears scattered on the ground, and rushed into the smoke again regardless of his own safety.
Then……
Just when everyone thought the winner would finally be decided.
The same thing happened again on the stage.
Accompanied by a crisp sound of planks collapsing, and someone's howling like a pig being killed, the sound echoed through the sky.
Kermu's men suddenly felt... something was wrong.
"You...listen to this voice...should...should it be..."
"Don't... don't talk nonsense! How could it be Lord Kermu!"
"Lord Kermu..."
"Probably...no?"
His subordinates were resolute at first, but slowly... as the screams became weaker and weaker, they were followed by crisp slaps one after another...
It can be said that anyone who is not a fool can basically hear the sound made by a shield and the sound made by a spear.
Silence was the tone on the field.
For a long time, before the smoke and dust dissipated, there was only one sound echoing on the field - the dull sound of a shield hitting something round.
Of course, if someone listens carefully, they might be able to hear someone’s humble begging for mercy:
"Please...please, don't...don't hit me again, stop...I give up...I give up!"
I don’t know how long it took, but the smoke and dust completely dissipated, and everyone present could see the mess on the field.
The first thing that caught our eyes was naturally the arena riddled with holes.
Somehow, the originally solid arena was broken into holes one after another.
And several holes have obviously expanded enough to accommodate the body of an adult man...
The mottled bloodstains scattered around the caves can prove that - I am afraid that some unimaginable tragedies occurred near these caves not long ago.
Looking along the blood stains, everyone saw a "pig's head" stuck in the center of the ring.
He was dying, and only through the scattered braided hair on his head could he deduce that the "pig head" was actually a human head.
So... who is this person?
Some people have already come up with the answer, while others are unwilling to admit this fact.
"The victory...the victory has been decided! Please...please both sides stop all actions!!"
The host was timid and did not dare to step forward. Now he could clearly see the situation on the field - there were two players, one was stuck in the hole and the other was sitting on the ground. Even a fool could see that the winner had been decided.
He hurriedly announced the end of the game, but was a little afraid to decide who had won.
until--
"Okay, okay, hurry up and save people. If it's later, this guy may never wake up again."
Someone stood up tremblingly, holding a shield...
His right hand was also injured, but the weakness in other parts of his hand was not due to injury, but simply...
"This shield... This shield shouldn't have been so heavy at that time. Zilong, Cao Ang... help me quickly, I'm about to fall apart."
"Win...the winner is Yi Xiaotian!"
After listening to this person's words, the host finally confirmed the result.
