"Master Achilles!" Sadric said helplessly, "You used the two-handed sword well in the first game, why did you switch to a one-handed straight sword in the second game? Now we must change your arena nickname.
How about 'Nightblade'?"
"Okay." Aske said.
"It's strange. Others choose their nicknames carefully, for fear that they won't sound loud and majestic. But you are fine, it doesn't matter at all, and you regard your reputation as nothing." Sadric shook his head in confusion, sighed and walked away.
Hidliba, who was sharpening her axe, raised her head and said with a smile:
"That's great. I get goosebumps every time I call you 'Viking'."
"How about I give you this name?" Ask asked.
"It would be better for me to be called 'Barbarian'. Don't you think this name is more beautiful than Vikings?" Sidrifa said, "But it doesn't matter. The audiences in the arena are all new and tired of the old, waiting for you to hang out here.
After a long time, unless you can accomplish the feat of killing multiple people every time, you won't even have a chance to let the host mention your nickname."
"The next game will be the green team, right?" Asked.
"Yes. The day before yesterday, the day before yesterday and yesterday, they have defended the Golden Cup for three consecutive days." Hidliba said, "Do you know why the blue team was so weak this morning? Because all the old people in the original blue team were defeated by the green team.
After killing them all, only the polar bear leader surrendered and survived. Haha, timely surrender is still very important."
"By the way, the members of the Green Team are all Northerners who were eliminated by the Valancia Shield Guards." Hidrifa sharpened the ax and carefully stroked the blade with her fingers, "Don't be shy because they were eliminated.
Look at them."
"In that case, let's change our fighting style after the fight begins." Asik pondered for a moment and said.
"What method of play?" Hidrifa asked curiously.
"Cooperate," Aske said.
Soon, the final horn sounded. At the other end of the training ground, Theotis and the members of the red team were also ready to go. They did not cast malicious glances at Asker like the previous two times, but just looked at each other coldly.
With a face.
It seems that the green team they will face in the end also puts a lot of pressure on them.
Everyone filed out of the underground passage and came to the arena. The members of the Green Team on the opposite side had also arrived. As expected, they were all tall and powerful Northland Norman men, holding two-handed swords or giant axes. Their arms alone were
Ask's calves are so thick.
"I understand why you suggested a cooperative fight." Hidliba sighed, "Any one of these guys can knock me down in a single fight."
Asker chuckled. Of course his suggestion was not because he couldn't beat her in a one-on-one match, but because he wanted to see how well Hidrifa's sense of teamwork was.
"Ladies and gentlemen! The last battle of the day has begun!" The host's explanation style seemed to be much more restrained and serious, no longer as vulgar and nonsensical as the previous two games. "The one wearing a green burqa is our defending champion.
The champions are the Geat barbarians from Scandia in the far north! Their bravery and savagery do not need more rhetoric to describe, I will only say one word, that is 'Beowulf'."
"Beowulf" is a famous epic film trilogy. The protagonist Beowulf is the legendary lord of the Geat tribe in the North. He is widely known for his legendary plot of heroic battles and killing monsters.
So the audience shouted excitedly and threw coins into the arena, hoping to arouse the anger of the yellow team gladiators and make the next battle more intense.
"The challenger is our red team! Led by the cunning Thracian 'Brown Bear', as well as our newcomer king 'Night Blade', and his close partner 'Big Man' next to him!"
"Asshole!" Hildrifa was so angry that she almost jumped, "My nickname is 'Barbarian'! 'Barbarian'!"
Asker murmured in his heart. Is the nickname "barbarian" any better than "big guy"?
"So, are the Solomons in the south more skillful or the Geats in the north more brave and invincible? Let's open the curtain of war!" As the host ended in a sensational way, the starting gun also sounded at the same time.
When the battle started, Ask and Hidliba rushed out instantly. To their surprise, the red team gladiators did not shrink their formation to cut with them, but rushed out at almost the same speed, competing with the fierce and wild opponents from the opposite side.
The barbarian warriors fought together.
A Geat barbarian warrior rushed towards Ask, his bearded face filled with red blood. This time Ask was holding a Shinra military slashing sword and slashed towards the opponent's neck with a flat swing.
The barbarian on the opposite side suddenly raised his sword with both hands and firmly blocked the tiger's cut.
No, Asik realized that the opponent's strength exceeded the level of a normal person, and his physical strength was at least level 4!
The barbarian warrior quickly leveled the sword with both hands, and then made a sudden thrust. Asik blocked the sword horizontally, and the opponent immediately pushed the sword forward, and the sharp edge of the sword made the guard of the slashing sword rattle.
"Oops." The guard officers in the box discussed, "This opponent seems to be a transcendent person, and his physical strength surpasses him in all aspects - Achilles is in danger."
"Michael, do you want to call the arena to be suspended?" a guard officer asked, "With his talent, it would be a pity to die here."
"If he dies, it means his skills are inferior to others. What's such a pity?" Mihail said coldly.
The guard officer was speechless.
"That chatty host got it right this time." Mihail was silent for a moment and continued, "This gladiatorial battle is a duel between Solomon's superb swordsmanship and the strong physical fitness of the Northlanders. If we use
If the power saves him, what will the audience outside think? They will think that we Solomons are no match for the Northlanders in a head-to-head confrontation, and can only play tricks outside the battlefield!"
He spoke quickly and sternly, and the guards and officers around him bowed their heads and remained silent.
Many smart officers have even thought of going a step further, that is, the Emperor's Guards Corps and the Varangian Shield Guards have recently chosen to be loyal to different His Highnesses in Purple.
Michael chose His Highness Theodora, while the Varangian Guard composed of northerners chose His Highness Zoe.
Maybe the relationship between the two Princesses in Purple is not as united and harmonious as it seems? Or maybe the Royal Highnesses have no intention of competing with each other, but how can the imperial scepter be held in both hands, when the people below have begun to fight each other?
In the arena, Asik took half a step back. The barbarian warrior was about to take advantage of the situation and push his sword when he suddenly heard the sound of wind behind his head.
He quickly lowered his head to dodge, and Sidrifa's battle ax flew over his head.
"Not bad." Asker said approvingly. Encircling Wei and rescuing Zhao is the minimum tactical awareness that professional players should have.
Although this Hildelife is a silly girl, she still has basic tactical skills. He turned his wrist slightly, shook the sword, and attacked the barbarian warrior, and at the same time said:
"Try to attack from both sides?"
After hearing the words, Sidrifa immediately understood. She swung the battle ax with both hands like a whirlwind and slashed from the other direction.
The barbarian warrior swung his big sword forcefully and blocked Hidrifa's battle axe. Asik had already caught the gap behind his swing of the sword and stabbed him quickly with the stabbing sword from his right side. He shouted in warning:
"Jump chop!"
The thrust of the stabbing sword was too fast, and the barbarian warrior had no time to put away the sword to block, so he had to step back to avoid it. On the right, Sidrifa had already jumped high, her whole body was tense in the air like a bow, and her hands held the battle ax high behind her head.
, using the weight of the whole body to chop it down hard!
The bang was so loud that it almost deafened people. The barbarian warrior hurriedly blocked with his sword and caught Sidrifa's jumping chop. He was instantly pushed back by the huge force and saw another cold light flashing out of the corner of his eye.
, it was too late to dodge, Asik's sword tip grazed his throat.
"Beautiful." Asik shook off the blood from the sword and said to Hidrifa, "Next?"
"Come on!" Sidrifa recalled the battle just now and felt that her cooperation with Asker was perfect. She couldn't help but feel confident and said excitedly, "Quick, quick, quick! Kill another one!"
The two men kept walking and quickly locked onto the next target. The barbarian warrior had just killed a red gladiator and pulled out the battle ax from the corpse when he saw these two men rushing over with murderous intent.
With one against two, the barbarian warrior showed no fear. He held an ax in both hands and saw the two men's momentum, and swung out with a full moon slash. Asik suddenly fell to the ground during the sprint and slid to tackle, lowering his body to avoid the full moon.
He chopped it off and slid to the feet of the barbarian warrior.
Hidley's method was to temporarily block with the horizontal axe, but was staggered by the Full Moon Slash. The barbarian warrior was about to take a step forward to pursue, but he saw that Asik, who was lying on the ground, had already jumped up with the sword, and the tip of the sword pierced his chest.
jaw.
The barbarian warrior turned his head to avoid it, twisted his body and slashed down with his battle ax.
Asker jumped backwards and dodged. Over there, Sidrifa had already stabilized her figure and charged towards her with a fierce swing of her battle ax.
The barbarian warrior quickly blocked her battle axe, and Asik kicked off the ground to counterattack, approaching like lightning. The tip of the sword thrust forward against the opponent's chain mail, and he pressed the hilt of the sword with his left hand and pushed hard, slashing and stabbing.
The sword immediately tore through the iron ring and penetrated deeply into the opponent's back.
"What to do with your sword?" The body of the barbarian warrior fell to the ground, and Hidrifa put away her battle ax and asked. The long sword that pierced the chain mail was stuck in the broken iron ring, and it seemed difficult to pull it out.
.
"Just in time to change weapons." Asik let go of the hilt of his sword and picked up the giant ax on the ground.
The fighting was fierce in the arena, with blood and flesh flying everywhere. The audience was so excited that they scattered the coins in their bags like rain onto the arena.
The box at the top is even more clear. Generally speaking, the red team is at a disadvantage. The battle loss is basically two for one. However, there are two gods of death, Asker and Hilda, who specialize in picking up the lone yellow team.
The Yi Barbarian warriors hunted and killed, but managed to maintain the balance of numbers on both sides.
"Who is the one called 'Big Man'?" Michael suddenly asked, "The one who fights with Achilles."
"Sidrifa of Helsingør." A guard officer next to him brought the arena list, "Northlander."
"The Northlanders of Varangia? Have you contacted him in advance?" A certain guard officer looked slightly condensed and said suspiciously, "Perhaps it was the instruction of His Highness Zoe."
"It's not like that," Michael denied. "This Hildrifa is a female name from the North, and the Valancia Guard never recruits women."
"So she is a woman? She seems to have very good fighting ability." A guard officer looked down and said, "She is also very strong in physique, 1.9 meters tall, like a bear."