Victory, a small profit of 5 million
without the slightest pause, while speaking, a full blow hit the giant man's forehead.
"Boom! Kacha."
The sound of Juli hitting the steel, the crisp sound of the neck spine breaking, and even the twisted lumbar spine was torn.
No matter how strong a body is, if there is no support for the waist and legs, how much power can it exert Without the protection of
spirit power and spirit skills, spirit masters are only flesh and blood.
The giant man's weight of several hundred kilograms in heavy armor is like a toy for Ning Xiaotian, who has two spirit bones, not to mention the The most vulnerable neck part of the human body.
"Pfft!"
Blood spurted out of the giant man's mouth, his eyes were red, and blood overflowed from his seven orifices.
He slowly fell sideways, his mace fell to the ground, his body subconsciously bowed, his hands tightly covering his neck, "gulu.gulu" blood It kept pouring out from the mouth and nose,
the throat could not make a sound, and could only struggle silently.
"Wow!"
"In the stands, the sound was likea tsunami."
Someone clenched his fists and sighed.
"Yeah!"
The timing of the Golden Warriors' attack was too good.
There was a response from the side,
"From the moment he was stabbed on the inside of his knee, the gladiator lost.
The intense pain made him lose his center of gravity in an instant, and he was eager to fight back.
As a result, the extreme twisting of his waist revealed even more flaws,
and the huge pulling force overwhelmed his spine. "
"Just one blow creates a chain reaction that determines life and death, and the battle process is less than three breaths." "
"Looks like, the neck is broken.
That punch from the Golden Warrior is really hard."
He shrank his neck and said solemnly.
"I only care about whether the Golden Warrior will continue.
"Someone in the back was very excited," It's been 38 consecutive victories! "
One more win is a 39-game winning streak.
That's the history Tang Hao once created.
Everyone's eyes lit up after hearing this.
Their eyes were fixed on the figure on the court, and their heartbeats speeded up unconsciously.
Will he continue?
Or to create a new history?
"As a soldier, you shouldn't die in such pain."
Ning Xiaotian sighed, ignoring the cheers that echoed through the sky, pulled out his long sword from the ground, and stepped forward.
With one step, he kicked the giant man upright,
"Rest in peace."
After saying that, he held his sword in both hands and stabbed it at the center of his eyebrows.
The giant man's hands quickly went limp, his legs twitched a few times and then he lost his voice.
Shaking the blade lightly, shaking the blood stains away, Ning Xiaotian walked towards the corridor.
In fact, he could have solved the battle more quickly, such as using the needle-like hidden weapons hidden in the wrist and waist of the armor.
This is one of the self-protection methods he has retained to this day, and it is also the basis for him to dare to challenge one after another.
With his mastery of hidden weapon techniques, he can completely end the battle from a long distance while the opponent is not ready to use it.
But these methods are only trails after all, and frequent use may also make me dependent and slack.
The training of body and combat skills, as well as the use of soul power, is the right way to constantly surpass yourself. Ning Xiaotian secretly said.
Foreign objects raise the lower limit, self-improvement determines the upper limit, and the law remains unchanged.
With emotion, the body disappeared into the shadow of the corridor.
"It seems that the Golden Warriors are not ready to continue."
In the stands, everyone watched Ning Xiaotian leave, and they all had such thoughts in their hearts. That's right, the person who created the 39-game winning streak was Tang Hao.
The youngest titled Douluo in the mainland.
"Hey, let's go."
Someone got up with a look of loss and left with the crowd.
In a short time, the number of people in the stands was reduced by more than half.
In the arena hall, the spectators were crowded and continuously flowed out from several passages.
There are too many people, shoulder to shoulder, and the speed of progress is very slow, accompanied by one after another noise.
Tata Tata.
There was footsteps in the only empty corridor, and then a tall and straight figure appeared from the corner, black armor, short black hair, silver eyes shining under the light, eyebrows flying, not angry and majestic.
Many people looked sideways. In this crowded hall, the emptiness was particularly dazzling.
"The Golden Warriors are out." Someone in the crowd reminded softly.
The noise in the hall gradually subsided, and their eyes turned to the corridor, with admiration and anticipation in their eyes.
"Why didn't you leave?"
The audience crowded deep in the passage, unaware of the situation ahead, stuck their heads to look.
Can't see anything.
"The golden warrior has entered the hall."
A response finally came from the front.
"Will the Golden Warriors continue?"
Someone in the back jumped in excitement.
"Grass, who hit me? Don't push, don't push."
Compared to the lobby that was confined to whispering, the corridor was bustling and bustling.
No matter which world he arrives in, there are always star chasers.
Ning Xiaotian walked out of the corridor and looked at the "strong" warriors who kept clearing the way for him on both sides.
His burning eyes made him shiver and he just wanted to sneak out of the door quickly.
But the high-cold character can't be dropped, and he walked forward indifferently.
When he reached the center of the hall, he still did not stop.
The eyes of the crowd became even hotter.
A girl shouted from the side of "Golden Warrior".
"In the afternoon in three days, I will come again."
Ning Xiaotian made a timely fashion.
According to Wilkin,
the gladiators transferred from the Star Luo Empire will definitely arrive in three days, and there will be more people in the city by then, especially the rich.
continue ???
The Golden Warriors are going to continue!
The surroundings suddenly fell silent,
and the eyes on both sides seemed to be spitting out fire.
Ning Xiaotian finished the journey from the arena to the hotel with difficulty, and decided not to go out for three days.
Being too famous is also a problem.
After lunch, start practicing.
"Congratulations, General, it looks like you don't have to play."
Somewhere in the courtyard, a man in blue clothes toasted the old man.
A companion next to him continued with a smile:
"General, maybe that Golden Warrior is also a member of the Star Luo Empire.
Otherwise, how would you know so much about the rules of the arena, and know that the gladiators dispatched by the imperial capital will arrive in three days. ?"
Only the locals who are familiar with the terrain can calculate the distance from the imperial capital to Gengxin City so accurately.
The Golden Warrior should want to directly meet the big man who came from the imperial capital...he thought.
"If that's the case, then it's really a great blessing for the country."
The old man also laughed.
"Come on, drink!"
He raised his glass proudly.
The sun hung high, and the warmth was more than that of Naiko.
Everyone was full of enthusiasm, and joy was written on their faces.
Happy hours always pass quickly, and before you know it, the night comes.
In the Office of the Bishop of Wuhun Temple,
Wilkin sat upright at the table, looking at the middle-aged man holding the book in front of him, tapped his index finger on the table, and said to himself:
"How do you conclude, how much did we earn in these two games?"
"Nearly 5 million gold soul coins." The cronies said excitedly.
"Unfortunately, although there are many people betting in the arena, the amount is not large, and the ratio between the two sides has not been opened too much.
It is not good for my subordinates to bet too much on the Golden Warrior."
He closed the book and said,
A look of regret appeared on his face.
If there are too many, the ratio will be leveled, and the stewards of the arena should be alert.