Chapter 24 Thomas

Kowloon crushed the waist of the blue wolf king and suddenly bounced away from the last counterattack of the wolf king. He stood still and looked at the howling wolf king with sharp eyes, and his heart was sad.

"Maybe... this is the game of the aristocracy. Maybe, I am the plaything of the aristocracy. Maybe... Maybe I have successfully challenged and become the real gladiator of the West Asia Manor!"

"Hmm?" Jiulong's eyebrows moved, and his eyes flashed. He looked at a bright light falling from the sky. The light was like a flashlight. The more it landed, the wider it was, magnificent and the momentum was like spring.

"Light Therapy!" Jiulong condensed his mind, and two substantial lights burst out of his eyes, muttering to himself.

"Bad!" Jiulong suddenly woke up, shouted badly, and the anger in his heart suddenly bred, and cursed loudly: "The nobles who deserved 10,000 times actually used magic light healing to heal the Blue Wind Wolf King. This is to make himself fight again!"

The exhausted Kowloon has long been exhausted after this series of battles. At this juke, the obscenes of nobles actually have to use magic to treat the Wolf King and plunge themselves into a bitter battle again. In any way, they can't watch the Wolf King recover again. Otherwise, there must be a lot of hard battles today. It's not good, and it's normal to lose your life here.

kill——

Kowloon's murderous heart suddenly rose, brushed, rubbed his footsteps like a shadow, stabbed, picked up Erke's short sword shield, and attacked the Wolf King like lightning. Jiulong was racing against time and gambling with life.

The speed of Kowloon is like lightning, which is incredible, but the recovery speed of the Green Wind Wolf King is also extremely fast. At this time, the eyes of the Green Wind Wolf King are no longer violent, bloodthirsty and cruel, but peaceful, like the spring breeze, almost howling comfortably, and closing his eyes like enjoyment.

brush——

The Green Wolf King suddenly opened his eyes, and his blood-red eyes flashed, wah! Wow! Wow! Wow! The blue wind wolf king looked up to the sky and kept roaring. Suddenly, his whole body's hair suddenly rose. Looking at Kowloon approaching at a high speed, he did not know the purpose of Kowloon. The wolf's mouth opened slightly, and his white teeth leaked out again.

Kill! Kill! Kill!

Kowloon's footsteps slammed on the ground, brushed, and approached the Wolf King. The swords changed continuously. All kinds of moves emerged one after another, and the strong fighting spirit gushed out crazily. Wildfires set fires the praied the field, permeated countless heat waves.

Wo! The blue wind wolf king opened his mouth and directly bit Jiulong. With a click, Jiulong suddenly threw his shield and threw it directly into the wolf's mouth. The Qingfeng Wolf King also simply did not refuse. As long as it attacked it, he dared to eat it in his mouth.

With a bang, the bronze shield was bitten by the steel teeth of the blue wind wolf king. His front paws poked and grabbed Kowloon. Jiulong did not avoid anything. Like a puppet, he did not know the pain. His feet were full of fighting air, and the fire was bright. With a touch, he kicked together. With a violent sound, Jiulong staggered and almost fell to the ground.

The wolf's claws are hard!

Kowloon suddenly stabilized his figure, turned over and rose, and the short sword went crazy** to the waist of the blue wind wolf king.

Stabbed——

Kowloon wasted the power of nine cows and two tigers, and finally stabbed a sword into the waist of the blue wolf king. The wolf king howled miserably, blood flew, and his huge body twisted violently.

Kill! Kill! Kill!

Kowloon's murderous heart continued unabated. He burst out again and pulled out his dagger. The hilt of the sword violently hit the waist of the blue wind wolf king. With a click, the wolf king's waist broke again, and a sad howl sounded.

brush——

I don't know when another peaceful light treatment slowly landed, covering the Wolf King. The Wolf King's pressure suddenly eased, and the injury on his body recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Damn it!" Kowloon really had the impulse to break out of the siege and slaughter several human-faced beast-hearted guys on the high-rise buildings.

"Kill!" Jiulong no longer hesitated, attacked decisively, flew up, and raised himself in the air. His whole body was like a big guillot.

With a tear, the strong defense of King Kong-like Blue Wind Wolf King was directly cut off by such a deadly blow by Kowloon.

Oh--

With a reluctant howling, the Blue Wind Wolf King fluttered into two pieces and fell to the ground without any breath.

This blow can be said to have exhausted Jiulong's lifelong fighting spirit, allowing tens of millions of martial arts to kill the wolf king with a knife. With a plop, Jiulong fell to the ground, breathing out like an old dog that was about to die, breathing the bloody smell in the field.

"Oh, damn Roxas, why are you so ruthless that you cut the Wolf King in two so quickly, wasting my magic!" Seaman kept saying spells and just prepared a treatment, but when he saw that Jiulong cut the Wolf King directly into two, he was so angry that the three corpses jumped.

Seaman looked at Galil with a frightened look. Seeing that Galil's excited look suddenly light, his heart thumped and he secretly shouted bad, "This is bad. It's a big mistake not to save the Wolf King before Roxus killed the Wolf King!"

"Shimman, a five-level magician, can't you cure a four-level wolf king?" Garyll said a little angrily.

"The great Master Galil..." Seaman stopped talking and looked at him beggingly.

"Enough!" Galil said tezily, "Go on, drag Lockus out, and start the next gladiator selection!"

"Yes!" Seaman nodded and bowed, and responded quickly. Then he looked uncertainly at Jiulong in the arena, and a trace of imperceptible hatred bred...............

In the cast iron steel bar, Jiulong sat on the cold ground with his unkempt hair completely covering his face, and his body was blood-stained and dilapidated. Next to him was a large plate of food, two cold roast chickens, three steamed buns, a pot of wine, and a plate of unknown cold dishes.

Kowloon grabbed the whole roast chicken, devoured it, and chewed it randomly. It seemed that the roast chicken had a grudge against himself, and gnawed the whole roast chicken to pieces in a few times.

With a bang, Jiulong's roast chicken was still in the cold plate. His dark hand gently reached into his arms and took out a white iron token, which was small and exquisite, about an inch long, carved with a line of handwriting, "The Order of the Chief of the Moldovan Tribe".

Kowloon looked at the token and involuntarily remembered Erke, who died with hatred on the arena, and his melancholy became stronger and stronger.

Kowloon gently rubbed the white iron token in his hand. There was an iron chain hanging on the white iron token. The iron chain was very delicate and also made of white iron. "Erk, I will control your Moldovan tribe!"

Jiulong gently tied the white iron token to his neck, and the exquisite white iron chain just wrapped around Jiulong's neck. Jiulong gently closed his eyes and pinched it in his hand. A flame rose and golden light surrounded it. Today's battle benefited him a lot. The deep understanding of martial arts makes Jiulong feel enlightened and suddenly enlightened.

After practicing Emperor Dragon Road, Kowloon's perception ability continues to grow, and his understanding of various martial arts is also surprisingly fast. Gradually, Kowloon feels that his path is completely different from that of Crosace's previous path. Crosas is practicing ready-made martial arts, and he may have to embark on a self-created martial arts. Road.

The Omar tribe is extremely large. Although Crosas has been greatly excluded since childhood, the cultivation conditions are indeed good. Crosas, who is diligent and eager to learn, knows a lot about various martial arts on the mainland, which can be said to be widely read.

Kowloon slowly recalled the huge memory of Crosas, and the pictures were vivid and flashing one after another, seeking all kinds of top martial arts he wanted to know.

hu——

Jiulong took a long breath and slowly opened his eyes. There was an excited look in his clear eyes, "I can feel that the threshold of the five-level warriors has been opened for me, everything is ready, only the east wind!"

kuang lang——

At this time, the sound of a heavy iron chain beating on the iron fence came, which attracted Jiulong's attention. Sure enough, a dark, strong and tall and powerful warrior had a chest, like a cast iron-like puppet. Under the sun, his dark skin was diffused with a faint light.

He is Thomas, the gladiator instructor of the whole West Asia Manor!