People Are in Douluo, Good at Hugging Thighs

Half a quarter of an hour later, the man raised his head again, and the corner of his mouth slightly opened, "Next game."

"..."

"Next...next...next..."

There was only fear in her eyes... Not long after, "Puff..." Dust rose from the ground, and she couldn't help but tense, and a cold voice came, "That's it for today." The voice was like the sound of nature, making her There was a trace of blood on his pale face.

"Finally gone..." Seeing the dark figure gradually moving away, the woman's tense body finally relaxed.

Looking around, the silence was terrifying. She collected her thoughts, opened her red lips, and announced the end of the battle loudly.

But there was no response, and everyone's eyes just followed the man's figure until he disappeared into the darkness of the corridor.

"Gulu..." Someone finally turned his head, his Adam's apple was throbbing, and there was a throbbing color in his pupils that hadn't dissipated.

"36 consecutive victories, too strong!"

The companion beside him patted his chest, leaned close to his companion, clubbed his elbows, and his face was flushed.At this time, the voices in the stands had already become noisy, and gradually became louder. If you didn't get close to speak, it might be difficult to hear clearly.

"Yes." The man next door nodded, and then asked a question, "Which sect do you think he came from with such strength as the Golden Warrior?" He would never believe that such a fierce person is not a soul master from a big family.

"Haotianzong?" The companion responded in a low voice.

"Are you blind? The golden warrior clearly used a sword!" The man turned his head and gave him a blank look.

"Who said that those who were born in the Haotian School must use a hammer? Martial spirit and soul power cannot be used in the arena. Maybe others think it is convenient to use a sword? Besides, the golden warrior is so young, who do you think has a sword? At this age, a master can split hundreds of catties of heavily armored gladiators with a single sword? Only a soul master with the Clear Sky Hammer has such strength..." The companion was not angry, touched his chin and nodded his head lightly, his tone Very sure.

"It seems to be quite reasonable. It is also reasonable for a hammer player to use an epee." The companion nodded slightly.

"You guys fart!" A loud shout suddenly came from the side, with an excited tone, "I just use swords, and sword skills are difficult to master. People from the Clear Sky School can hone their sword skills to this level at this age. I will call you directly!" dad."

As soon as the words fell, another clear voice came from the side, "I think..."

Small groups gathered in the stands and started a heated discussion, and they were not in a hurry to leave.

...The old man walked slowly to the window and continued to look down.

In the arena, the corpse of the giant man was dragged away, and a new gladiator entered the arena.

It was a man less than 1.8 meters tall, wearing a streamlined metal light armor, covering the shoulders, chest, forearms and calves. Under the light metal armor, there was a black cloth tights, extending upwards, covering the mouth and nose. Also wrapped.

He walked lightly, and as he walked, three slender claw blades slowly extended from the gauntlets on both arms.

Even the tips of the ten fingers were barbed sharp blades, shining coldly under the light.

"Sensitive skill system! The defense of light armor is not high..." Ning Xiaotian smelled murderous aura, opened his eyes, and quickly made a judgment.

The man approached slowly, and three meters away, the two looked at each other.

In the stands, the shouts stopped abruptly like waves.

And the beautiful host who had finished explaining just kept her eyes on the two of them for a short while, and then pressed the mechanism lightly with her slender hands.

"Ding...ring..." the ear-piercing bell sounded.

"Shua!" The man quickly disappeared in the blink of an eye, and pale yellow dust rolled up on the ground.

"Clang!" Ning Xiaotian was faster, tapped his toes, his body turned into a phantom, and brought up the long sword embedded in the ground.

Like a shadow, start.

"So fast!" All he could see was the shady scene coming diagonally, and the man's heart was shocked. He could feel the extremely fast and domineering power on the blade, and the decision to preemptively strike with speed was like a shattered fairy tale.

The time for the handover of short soldiers was too short, there was no chance to turn around and dodge.

Dodging means giving up the attack and exposing the back to the opponent.

Even if he leaned down to dodge, the momentary center of gravity of the body was out of balance, and it was impossible to avoid the tricky angle of this sword.

The sword is long and the claws are short, so it can't hurt the opponent first...

This sword can only be blocked!

His thoughts disappeared in a flash, and the man reacted immediately, crossing his arms, "My gauntlets are embedded with claw blades, the defense is not low, and the light armor on the chest is enough to resist most injuries, as long as you adjust your body slightly shape, you can also use the strength of this sword to stay away."

He was about to lightly pad his toes, and the sharp blade had already arrived.

"Pfft!" There was no intertwined sound of gold and stone.

"Crack...crack..." The sound of a hard object hitting the ground.

"What a sharp sword!" Unbelievable, the man's eyes widened, looking at the folded arms in front of him, his pupils were bright red, mixed with white lines, "Gulu" Adam's apple rolled, and blood gushed from his flesh and blood Out, flowing from the chest.

"This can be regarded as a relief..." With a murmur, the man looked down at his chest, blood was pouring out, and his life flowed away quickly.

The heavy exhaustion quickly covered up the sharp pain. He wanted to turn his head, but he couldn't squeeze out any strength. His hands slipped down uncontrollably, and his legs seemed to be pressed on the Wanjun boulder, pulling his body and falling down slowly.

The scarlet spread downwards, turning into two small pools.

"Wow!" The cheers from outside the arena burst forth, there was no sigh of pity, only uncontrollable fanaticism.

"Next game." Ning Xiaotian was unmoved, and didn't turn around, just looked up at the host.

"Yes... yes..." Amidst the unstoppable cheers, the enchanting woman hastily responded, sweat dripping from her snow-white hair.

"Where did this monster come from?" On the top of the building, the old man murmured, fists clenched tightly, "There are not many high-level soul king gladiators in this arena, and it can only last up to 38 battles at most." , if this young man continues to kill like this..."

"I'm afraid it will be my turn!" Thinking of this, his heart trembled for no reason.

According to the regulations, if the contestants continue to challenge and wait for the gladiators sent by the imperial capital to come, the master of the arena, who is the pinnacle of the soul emperor, is the last barrier. This rule was set by Tang Hao after he completed his record of 39 victories. .

In the past 30 years, no one has broken it.

"That's Tang Hao! Who can break the record he left..." The old man shook his head, and sighed in self-deprecation, "I didn't expect that when I get old, I become timid."

If the opponent is famous and defeated, he may have to die to make amends, and if he loses, he will be more than justified.

In the arena, there is always only one person who can walk out alive.Now that he is full of children and grandchildren, he is worried and doesn't want to go to that point.

But for the honor of the empire, it is incumbent.

"If you can really be such a monster, this old man will be worth it in this life." Looking at the two people standing at each other below, the old man's heart became hot again. It’s good to die of old age in the city, so let’s set an example for the younger generation.”

"And under the watchful eyes of nearly [-] viewers..." Looking down slowly for a week, he smiled, "My grandson should be proud of me when he grows up."

Outside the window, thousands of people stood up, and the crazier cheers soared into the sky, overshadowing everything else.

At this time, there was only one person standing in the arena.

"Next game." Ning Xiaotian raised his head again.

"Yes!" The woman clenched the microphone tightly, looking humble.

Half a quarter of an hour later, the man raised his head again, and the corner of his mouth slightly opened, "Next game."

"..."

"Next...next...next..."

There was only fear in her eyes... Not long after, "Puff..." Dust rose from the ground, and she couldn't help but tense, and a cold voice came, "That's it for today." The voice was like the sound of nature, making her There was a trace of blood on his pale face.

"Finally gone..." Seeing the dark figure gradually moving away, the woman's tense body finally relaxed.

Looking around, the silence was terrifying. She collected her thoughts, opened her red lips, and announced the end of the battle loudly.

But there was no response, and everyone's eyes just followed the man's figure until he disappeared into the darkness of the corridor.

"Gulu..." Someone finally turned his head, his Adam's apple was throbbing, and there was a throbbing color in his pupils that hadn't dissipated.

"36 consecutive victories, too strong!"

The companion beside him patted his chest, leaned close to his companion, clubbed his elbows, and his face was flushed.At this time, the voices in the stands had already become noisy, and gradually became louder. If you didn't get close to speak, it might be difficult to hear clearly.

"Yes." The man next door nodded, and then asked a question, "Which sect do you think he came from with such strength as the Golden Warrior?" He would never believe that such a fierce person is not a soul master from a big family.

"Haotianzong?" The companion responded in a low voice.

"Are you blind? The golden warrior clearly used a sword!" The man turned his head and gave him a blank look.

"Who said that those who were born in the Haotian School must use a hammer? Martial spirit and soul power cannot be used in the arena. Maybe others think it is convenient to use a sword? Besides, the golden warrior is so young, who do you think has a sword? At this age, a master can split hundreds of catties of heavily armored gladiators with a single sword? Only a soul master with the Clear Sky Hammer has such strength..." The companion was not angry, touched his chin and nodded his head lightly, his tone Very sure.

"It seems to be quite reasonable. It is also reasonable for a hammer player to use an epee." The companion nodded slightly.

"You guys fart!" A loud shout suddenly came from the side, with an excited tone, "I just use swords, and sword skills are difficult to master. People from the Clear Sky School can hone their sword skills to this level at this age. I will call you directly!" dad."

As soon as the words fell, another clear voice came from the side, "I think..."

Small groups gathered in the stands and started a heated discussion, and they were not in a hurry to leave.

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Chapter 193 Entrusted to Bishop Wilkin

"Tie Zhu, call your brothers and come to my house tonight for a reunion. The old man's jars of good wine should also be brought out." Behind the window, the old man turned to look at the man in Tsing Yi who had come back, and smiled. road.

In less than half an hour, just less than half an hour, they completed the feat of 36 consecutive victories.

If you don't drink this wine tonight, you may never have another chance.

The man in Tsing Yi was taken aback for a moment, then his eyes turned red, and he gritted his teeth and said, "General, this subordinate is the peak soul king, let me fight tomorrow."

"You can't beat him." The old man shook his head, how could a person who could fight 7 soul king gladiators in a row in a short period of time and win easily, be defeated by a mere peak soul king.

Stepping forward, he patted the man on the shoulder, and he continued: "Tie Zhu, with your age and aptitude, you still have many opportunities to serve the empire, so let's leave a useful body for now."

"Besides, you haven't embraced your grandson yet? On the contrary, this old man has a full house of children and grandchildren, and this life is considered complete. At the age of dying, it is not a blessing to be able to stand in the same ring as the golden warrior. .”

"No matter what the result is, His Majesty will not offend the old man's family. It's just that my son lacks qualifications, and I'm afraid I won't be able to survive the old man's military honor. In the future, the family will decline, and I'm afraid I will need you to take care of me." The old man sighed.

"Your subordinate will live up to what you entrust." The man in Tsing Yi was silent for a while, then he clenched his right fist and put it on his chest, solemnly said.

"Yeah." The old man nodded, and walked towards the door with his hands behind his back. His voice was suddenly cold: "Let's go! Let's go down together and have a look. Our Bishop Wilkin of Gengxin City is an enthusiastic person. news, I ran over to pick the peaches myself.”

"General, do you think the Golden Warrior will..." The man in Tsing Yi's heart tightened when he heard the sound, and his face was full of worry.

Wuhundian now has a very high reputation in the mainland, coupled with its solid background and many masters, its attractiveness is not unreasonable.It would be a great loss to the empire if such an arrogance of the golden warrior was taken away by the Wuhun Temple.

"Let's have a look first." The old man didn't reply much. In fact, he was not very sure, let alone intervening. In terms of status and status, he was no match for the bishop of Wuhun Temple, and the group of people in the City Lord's Mansion were even more helpless. compared.

Although Gengxin City is one of the main cities of the empire, because it is located in the southwest inland, there is no need for a large number of troops to be stationed.In addition, being far away from the imperial capital, coming to the desert, and the environment is harsh, there are no high-level soul masters who are willing to come here to be the city lord, and even the gladiators in the arena are equipped with basic equipment.Unlike some big main cities, Contra is the city lord, and Soul Saint is the thug, a stable group.

By the way, the Golden Warrior is the same, it would be great for you to go to the main city to participate in the gladiatorial competition, why do you have to come to my Gengxin City, where nothing but sand is the wind, I have to play in person at this age... The more the old man thinks about it, the more depressed he is, The pace couldn't help but quicken.

I hope the golden warrior will not choose to join the Wuhun Temple... The man in Tsing Yi stopped talking and followed quickly.