Chapter 20 Selection of Gladiator 5

Kowloon kicked off the helmet, with a strange smile on his mouth. At the same time, his left leg stood firmly, his left knee was slightly bent, his right leg was bent and raised, his toes were drooping, and he suddenly took a step forward. A bow step was suddenly formed. The big shield in his right hand suddenly stood up, and one sideways hit Gebra like crazy.

"Hmm?" This time, Gebra was confident, with a ferocious and cruel smile on his face, and his thick earth fighting spirit burst into pouring on the bronze dagger and suddenly picked up the fiery red helmet that flew in.

woo-woo-

The powerful force tore the air, Gebra's power was squeezed like a bulldozer, and everything seemed to turn into flying ash under this blow.

The sudden change suddenly hit his fiery red helmet with a whine, crossed a strange angle, and actually bypassed the dagger greeted by Gebra.

"Hmm?" Seeing this, Gebra shouted that it was not good, but it was too late to say that the red helmet hit Gebra's head with a bang. If it hadn't been for the strong fighting helmet, it would have been enough to blow Gebra's head.

"Ah!" Gebra knew that Jiulong's next blow could not be avoided under any circumstances. As expected, Gebra was dazzled. Gebra, who was star-catching, had not recognized the southeast and northwest, and faced the stormy attack of Kowloon.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Kowloon gained unremitable power, and the huge and heavy bronze shields kept smashing on Gebra one after another, and the sound of roaring was endless.

brush——

Kowloon's fighting spirit smashed Gebra desperately. With a sound, Gebra's solid body protection and armor were finally destroyed by Jiulong.

Touch-

Another burst of smashing, blood splashed everywhere, tossing and turning, the battle was coming to an end. Gebra's body protection was broken, and the armor was smashed into pieces. Vigorous shocks made Gebra not react. A staggered and fell to the ground, and a dead pig-like howl came from Gebra's mouth. .

"Forgive my life! "Forgive my life!" Gebra finally couldn't hold on and begged for mercy. At this time, his flesh and blood were blurred and dying, especially where there was no armor protection in his abdomen, and he was smashed into a ball of meat mud by Kowloon.

"Hmm!" Jiulong stopped smashing Gebra's abdomen crazily. His eyes swept. He happened to see Gebra still holding a fighting dagger, with a fierce and gloomy look. He took a step forward and crossed his chest. With a roar, the huge shield mixed with red flames and hit Gebra's arm with a click.

With a crisp click, Gebra's thick arm was cut off by the shield. Jiulong suddenly turned over, picked up the dagger, picked up the helmet, and put it on his head in a hurry. No matter how the unbro moaned, Jiulong was indifferent. His arrows flew and ran forward at a high speed, because of a well-proportioned figure in front of him. , a strong man with all his armor and extremely rigorous defense. He held a short sword shield. His bright fighting spirit was like the sun above the sky. He rushed to a tall and handsome tall horse tied on a horse stake in the distance.

There are many gladiator fighting projects, the most basic of which are hand-to-hand combat, short sword shield land fighting, immediate challenge, and fighting with strong Warcraft!

All projects are established to meet the inhumane nobles. The more cruel the competition, the more brave the battle, and the more bloody it is, the more popular it will be.

In addition to enjoying the gladiator fight, the nobles also have an important item, which is gambling. In each fight, there are a large number of noble bets. Often after a fight, a huge amount of hundreds of thousands of gold coins, which is equivalent to all the income of a small tribe, especially the Leren tribe. Big tribes, gambling is a kind of fashion, a trend, and the love of the nobles.

"Ah--" Jiulong shouted wildly, and the hot flames were full of flames, wrapping Jiulong's whole body. He looked like a flame devil. His body flashed and shuttled around, and a few breaths of time approached the war horse.

"Hmm!" Kowloon soared and reached its own limit, shooting at the war horse like a flash of lightning. The powerful perception ability was enlarged to the limit, and his sharp eyes swept around. He could not see what a face was under the helmet of the enemy, but the beautiful tendon muscles and soft figure streamlined appeared vividly, brewing explosive power.

"Hmm?" The closer he got, the more frightened he became. This man's fighting spirit is strong, like the water of the abyss, without seeing the bottom. The bright fighting spirit shines on all sides, and the whole person is like a real sun, showing a unique momentum in the whole arena, which is not too much to describe it as standing up.

"Five-level light martial arts!" Jiulong's footsteps stagnated and his face changed slightly. In such a venue, he actually met such a strong opponent. If he fights alone without external pressure, he can completely learn martial arts and hone his will. However, in the arena of racing against time and gambling with life, everything is unknown. In case of unexpectedness, the consequences are difficult to predict. It is expected that he will die without a place to be buried.

The big man's momentum was calm. He ran to the horse and did not get on the horse, but stood on the ground. The powerful momentum was brewing waves after wave. Under this momentum, there were slowly a circle of ripples around his body. The air was distorted and the sharp light was dazzling, quietly waiting for the wind to gallop. Kowloon.

On the high tower, Galil narrowed his eyes slightly. Wherever he went, he had a panoramic view of everything on the arena. At this time, only four of the 16 gladiators on the field were killed and eliminated.

At this time, Garry's face rippled with a peaceful look as the spring breeze, and his long blue hair was as elegant and flexible as a wave. The breeze came slowly and fluttered, adding a little bit of spring breeze complacency. "Shman, what a wonderful moment this time the gladiator is so excellent. It seems that the four major manor fight, our West Asia Manor It's going to stand out!"

"Great Master Garrill, you can't take it lightly. According to the gossip, a six-level warrior appeared in Tomasson Manor. He is extremely ferocious and the battle is extremely fierce. Every time he fights, he must tear his opponent apart, and what's more exciting is that every time he kills a person, he will cut a piece from that person. Chew the baby meat as a winning booty.

"Hmm!" Garrill obviously heard the news and said coldly, "The gladiator battle depends not only on his depth of fighting spirit, but also on his superb combat skills, agility, agility, ability to quickly understand the opponent and grasp the opponent's shortcomings. This is the best gladiator."

"Yes!" Seaman squeezed his lips, swallowed a sentence, and answered that he didn't want to sweep away Galil's interest, and he didn't dare to sweep away Galil's interest.

Galil's eyes narrowed slightly, his white palm gently stretched out, stroked the long sword standing next to him, then held the sword, pointed to the arena, and said quietly, "Look at that boy, you must also see that among all the gladiators present, there are a total of 12 fourth-level warriors and four fifth-level martial arts. But that guy can fight with other opponents, which is as fast as any five-level warrior.

Following the direction that Galil pointed to, as expected, Kowloon lived up to Galil's expectations and swept to the five-level bright warrior who was brewing momentum at a very fast speed.

"Master Galil, great, do you like this boy!" Seaman's eyes flashed, uncertain and uncertain, and he explored quietly.

"Herman, do you know who that person is?" Galil still half squinted and quietly watched the fierce fight in the field.

"Who is it?" Seaman frowned slightly. Isn't he a dirty slave? Does this man have any unknown secrets?

"He is a member of the Omael tribe. He is the son of the Grand Duke of Ttus and the son of Roxus. He is a flame fighting genius. At a young age, he became a four-level warrior and was once known as the future winner of the small triumphant crown of the Omael tribe."

"Unfortunately, the world is capricious and manipates. God has no eyes. Unexpectedly, he was framed by his brothers and sisters, and the tiger fell to Pingyang and was depressed. After being defeated and captured at the border, he became a mining slave in my West Asia manor by mistake!"

"Master Garrill!" Seaman's eyes flashed and he wanted to stop talking.

"Let him fight. If he can stand out, I will train him to become the bravest god of war under me and win the crown of this four major manor wrestling competition!"

"I wish the great Master Galil's prediction come true and strive to win the crown of this four major manor joint duel." Seaman quickly nodded and bowed. When he flattered, his face was not red or thick. At first glance, he was a veteran.

kill——

In the arena, Jiulong suddenly burst out with a strong sense of war, and the surging flame fighting spirit, emitting a hot light like the scorching sun. The short sword is forward, the shield is straight behind, and the eyes are bright, like a sharp sword out of the sheath, swallowing sharp light.

With a sudden shout, the dagger suddenly stepped forward and walked with the sword. People walked at will. Suddenly, a red dragon stirred the sea. The red light swallowed and flashed. The sharp dagger came a slippery sound like a snake letter, which made people shudder.

The samurai was indifferent to the attack of Kowloon. Until Kowloon was about to arrive in front of him, the fierce shield, and the strong light spread out. The stars held the moon. All the light instantly returned to the shield. A sense of pride rose across the sky and earth. Suddenly, it was taken from left and right. The light rolled, and the momentum was towering. There is a trend of heaven and earth to exchange, and the wind and clouds are changing.