Chapter 18 Selection of Gladiator 3

mou——

Dong! Dong! Dong!

The loud horn resounded through the world, and the magnificent drums were deafening. There were ten steps around the wide arena, fully armed, standing upright, holding a long gun, and standing tall like a thousand-year-old pine.

On the high tower, Garrill looked down at the wide arena and quietly waited for the selection of gladiator to begin.

Ber's whole body is cold iron armor, high above the flame lion. The huge flame lion slowly moves its steps, and there is a roar from time to time, followed by fully armed soldiers, each of whom are riding war horses, and then there are iron cages, which are equipped with gladiatores.

Ber narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Garrill. The huge sword on his back clicked out and pointed to the sky to pay tribute to Galil!

Galil looked down quietly, saw Berber pull out his long sword, tearing, and also pulled out his sword. The two long swords were facing each other. Berber withdrew the huge sword, suddenly turned around, and shouted in a low voice, "Popular science, escort all the gladiator to the designated place. As soon as the horn drum stops, the gladiator selection competition can begin!"

"Yes!" With a cold cry, the three-eyed ice demon wolf sat down and shot fiercely, and took a team of warriors to directly send the prison car of the gladiator to the designated place.

Kowloon sat cross-legged in the cage, quietly closed his eyes, inhaled a dark melody, and recalled the selection rules for gladiator announced by Berber.

Complete elimination system, success means becoming a gladiator, the loser dies, the selection is divided into four rounds, two people in a group, challenge each other, get their own trophy within the specified time, eliminate one person, and then randomly combine, and challenge repeatedly. In the end, there is only one winner left, and he is selected to participate. One of the candidates for the four major estate fights in Canada.

They are only the first batch of people, with a total of 16 reserve gladiators, that is to say, eight people were eliminated in the first round, the trophy fighting armor they got, four people were eliminated in the second round, and their trophy fighting weapons were obtained again, two people were eliminated in the third round, and the horn fighting horses were obtained, and the last round The two finally duel and won the honorary title of gladiator. Only the gladiator with the gladiator crown can be qualified to participate in the four major manor gladiator competitions, win the glory for the whole manor, and be rewarded by the nobles!

Beng-Beng-

The two iron cages were put together, and Jiulong was thrown down in the air. With a bang, Jiulong ejected violently and his eyes suddenly opened. He happened to see a big man with stubble in an iron cage next to him. His scarlet tongue kept swallowing and bloodthirsty eyes. Looking at Jiulong like a hungry wolf, he saw a fan. The disoriented lamb looks like it's going to eat you.

"Kid, be a little more regular in the game. I can let you die happily without suffering. If you resist, don't blame Pros's for being merciless. I want you to live and die by yourself!" Pros gently licked his lips, and his eyes flashed with elite light.

"Stop talking nonsense. If you surrender directly, I will pray for your contribution to me, otherwise, hum!" Kowloon is also not good-faced, with a pair of fists held tightly, and his face was full of evil, gloomy and terrible.

"Ha! Ha! Ha!" Pros suddenly looked up to the sky and roared, "I'm brave enough. I hope I won't flinch at the beginning of the battle!"

"Pros, come here, I'll take it all!"

"Kowloon?" Pros narrowed his eyes slightly, gritted his teeth, and said slowly, "You will be the first dead soul under my sword!"

Everything in the arena was in full swing. The loud horns were blowing one after another, and the magnificent drums rumbled. Gallier watched all the gladiator return to their positions. He suddenly raised his long sword, obliquely pointed to the sky, the thick fighting spirit was flourishing, and the bright blue fighting spirit poured into the sword, and the whole sword followed The infusion of Lille's fighting spirit shines like the blue scorching sun, which is extremely enchanting.

At the same time, Berber also held the giant sword high, exactly the same as Gary's action, and suddenly shouted loudly, and his voice spread throughout the huge arena. "The first round of gladiator trials begins now!"

With Berber's loud shouting, all the horns and all the drums stopped abruptly. Suddenly, the whole noisy arena was surprisingly quiet, silent and audible.

kill——

Suddenly, a huge roar was sandwiched between the sad howl and resounded through the whole arena. The stone was shocked. With this loud roar, all the gladiator began to go crazy. One stone stirred up thousands of waves, the tragic battle began, and the naked hand-to-hand battle was staged.

kuang lang——

Pros flew up, and his thick dark fighting spirit flourished. He suddenly kicked a small door on the iron cage and clicked. The small door was kicked away by Pros and drilled out. He happened to see Kowloon drilling out at the same time.

"Death!" Pros roared, roared repeatedly, swallowed, and was as fierce as a demon. He suddenly rushed over, opened his big hand, and grabbed him without fancy.

Kowloon calmly analyzed Proth's attack mode, force layout, and routine movements. He is also a four-level martial artist. Naturally, Kowloon is not afraid of Pros, and after practicing Emperor Dragon Road, his fighting spirit attributes have changed, and the quality is much higher than that practiced by ordinary law. He has no fear of five-level martial artists. , not to mention a four-level warrior Pros.

Kowloon's single palm is close together, with the wrist as the axis, the wrist rotates, and the fingertips form a small circular arc. With the palm of the body, the body turns step by step, the whole movement is round and coherent, the eyes follow the palm, with a bang, the fiery red fighting spirit is flourishing, and the fiery cloud cotton palm!

The claws and palms intersect, and the light splashed everywhere. Jiulong felt that the other party's dark attribute fighting spirit suddenly rushed into his body and began to destroy. At this time, a golden light in his body suddenly flashed away, and all the dark attribute fighting spirit completely disappeared.

"What a strange dark fighting spirit, no wonder people are afraid of practitioners of dark attributes!" Jiulong's brain is slightly worried, but all these advantages are not for himself. The quality of fighting spirit cultivated by the mysterious "Dilong Road" is unparalleled, and this dark corrosion is nothing.

brush——

Pros's face suddenly turned pale from the bloodthirsty cruelty at the beginning. After a confrontation, his arm trembled slightly, and the seemingly simple moment of contact, but it was a high judgment, and the outcome was decided.

A trace of fierceness suddenly appeared on Pros's face. When he went to the arena and lost, it was a word of death. Instead of waiting for death, it was better to let go. Maybe he could turn defeat into victory and gain a glimmer of vitality.

"Prose, get out of the way. At the same time, the world is falling. I don't want my hands to be stained with blood. Your life and death have nothing to do with it!" Jiulong's footsteps flashed and leaned out one step, trying to surpass Pros and get a set of fighting armor about 500 meters away.

Prose knew that he would die, but his strong desire to survive was stimulated, his infinite potential erupted, his left foot crossed, and his long fists were attacked, and the strong dark fighting spirit rolled like a river that broke the dike, surging, and desperately entangled around.

"Oolong Probe's claws!" Pros made his desperate move, his fingers bent slightly, dark clouds rolled, and suddenly leaned forward, like a sea dragon hitting the air, tearing the enemy close at hand.

Kowloon frowned slightly, no longer hesitated about Pros's entanglement, and suddenly made a decision to kill!

Put their hands in front of their chest, with a bang, mixed with a trace of golden flames. Suddenly, a fireball surrounded by gold silk formed slowly, beautiful, as if the sun had just risen in the east, Kowloon's arms trembled, like a water snake, suddenly shook, a sudden sunrise atrium However, it is typed out.

The sunrise atrium is also a move in Chiyanjue, which is the same as the fire red lotus and the fire cloud cotton palm, which are all martial arts used for battle.

chi——chi——

Without warning, the fireball flew away. First of all, it met Proth's desperate oolong claws. With a bang, the claws were torn apart, but the fireball was intact, understated, very strange, but nothing was unbreakable and invading, and it went straight to Pros's chest.