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The hustle and bustle sounded like the roar of a battleship, and the arc-shaped stands on the front of the room had a panoramic view of the entire arena.
The entire fighting arena is gradually drawn upwards in a figure-eight shape, and honeycomb-like glass stands are densely arranged around, and every window is a crazy world. There were full of crazy nobles. At this time, where do the nobles still have the demeanor and etiquette at the ball? They have been aroused by the bloody fights in the arena to all their madness, like a group of madmen who have been stimulated to the extreme, collectively waving their fists with betting slips tightly written, hysterical like drunk.
And on the huge fighting field at the bottom, a bloody gladiatorial fight is being staged!
The circular sand field is illuminated by huge spotlights all around, and a circular field is formed between the central circular big arena and the surrounding walls of the fighting field. The field is divided into eight pieces. In the middle of each small field, There are two people fighting each other!
This is not a boxing match, nor is it a black market boxing match. This is the most brutal and brutal, real fight!
Amidst the dust, the prisoners were howling with red eyes, every punch and every kick was extremely brutal. On the surrounding partition walls of the venue, there were shocking bloodstains. Most of these bloodstains are in the form of splashes, and some are in the shape of large patches, which are marks left by opponents who grabbed their heads and knocked their heads on the wall, or the whole person leaned against the wall and slowly slid down.
In the field, some prisoners could no longer lift their hands, and they were gritting their teeth and struggling to support themselves. There was also a prisoner whose leg was broken by the opponent, and was howling desperately while hugging his leg bent at a strange angle. The sound was like a wounded and howling beast, miserable and desperate.
However, without exception, their opponents showed no mercy.
On the contrary, with the upper hand, they are aggressive with the ferocity of wild beasts, and they are merciless in their shots, punching to the flesh, and what they hit is the weakest part of their opponents. Until the opponent admits defeat, or blood froth comes out from the corner of his mouth, it proves that this opponent has no room to resist, and his internal organs have been fatally hit. If he does not rescue him in time, there is only one end, and that is to Under the indifferent gaze of the opponent, amidst the frantic shouts of the nobles, he twitched and died in the dust.
The last marks left by the dead prisoners on this world are the black and dirty bloodstains formed by the blood foaming from their mouths and dripping on the soil, and when they were dragged away like dead dogs, their bodies were dragged across the sand. Mark of.
? No sympathy, no mercy. In this world, all the beautiful words of human beings are a kind of irony.
An Lei lay blankly on the glass of the stand, watching a familiar figure lying there quietly in No. 3 venue, motionless. Fresh blood flowed from his nostrils and the corners of his mouth, foaming white, staining the piece of soil where his head was in black red. His naked upper body was covered with mud and footprints, his black hair was messy and dirty, like a bird's nest that had been smashed by bricks. And one of his hands was still in the posture of protecting his head.
An Lei's world suddenly fell silent, and the huge noise of the arena disappeared. In her eyes, there was only the body that had lost all signs of life. Tears fell from the eyes uncontrollably, and the knuckles of the fingers pressing on the glass also lost their color due to too much force.
Susan noticed An Lei who was in extreme grief almost immediately. Seeing An Lei's tears dripping down, she followed An Lei's line of sight in disbelief. The mechanic named Zhang Yuan was just lying quietly. In the soil, humble, insignificant. His opponent was sitting less than five meters away from him to recharge his batteries and prepare to meet the winners of other games.
Susan lost the strength of her whole body, and slowly knelt down in front of the glass of the stand, her mind was blank. She watched her best friend walk into a nightmare and could do nothing about it. The ending is doomed, and everything is irreversible.
The two girls stared blankly in this man's world, no one noticed them, and their tears could not stop this tragic wrestling.
The carnage continued, and another prisoner collapsed under the opponent's frenzied attack. This not tall prisoner completely lost the ability and will to fight back. He couldn't even utter a single moan, allowing the tall and strong opponent to hit him on the head again and again with his big fist, blood, and then The corners of his eyes, the cuts on his cheekbones and the bridge of his nose splashed in the air. After a few seconds, the wobbly prisoner finally collapsed. His head hit the dusty ground hard, bounced back, and when it fell again, he had lost his life.
This was the last opponent to be knocked down. As he fell to the ground, cheers erupted in the fighting arena. With several isolations?? Shrunk into the wall next to the venue, and the original eight small venues became four. The second stage of the game has begun.
The prisoners who surrendered and retreated left the fighting arena through a hole like a dog hole, while those who died remained in place. In this fighting competition, these corpses were originally a prop. A prop that makes the nobles tremble and stimulate extremely. Such a bloody scene can inspire any aristocrat to suppress the most brutal and bloody things in his heart. Make this game more entertaining.
When the partition wall was closed, the prisoners in the two adjacent fighting fields rushed together fiercely like beasts merged into one cage. They attacked and bit each other with their hands, feet, knees and teeth. . Here, there are no tactics and no strategy, these prisoners must use all their strength and momentum to suppress each other. Whoever is intimidated by the other party will be mercilessly destroyed.
After the bloody and fierce fighting, the partition walls of the fighting arena changed again, and the four fighting arenas became two semi-circular arenas. The four prisoners who have just won will face their new opponents without a break.
By this time the prisoners were exhausted. The opening of the partition wall allowed them to see each other. However, they did not immediately rush up like in the previous two rounds. Everyone was panting, desperately buying time to recover their strength. They knew that what they were about to face, It is a vicious dog that has tasted blood.
Susan has been staring at Zhang Yuan's opponent, the tall man with tattoos all over his body. This person is obviously a veteran of the battlefield with rich experience, and his shots are quick and decisive. In the confrontation, every time his fist strikes, he goes straight to the opponent's vital point. Such as the throat, eyes, lower genitals, and back of the head. The methods are vicious and cruel, and the attacks are fierce. The ability to resist blows is also very strong. Several times, Susan thought he would be knocked down, but he just pretended to be nothing.
Susan had never hated a person so much. She didn't know the dead mechanic, but she knew that her best friend was crying in grief, watching her lover lying in the fighting arena, becoming a cold corpse. And the one who caused all this was the criminal prisoner in the field, who single-handedly destroyed An Lei's hope!
The tattooed man began to move, and he had the strongest physical strength of all the remaining prisoners. Because in the first round of gladiatorial fights, he killed the fat man swinging the bastard punch in less than three minutes, and got more rest time than everyone else.
He quickly approached his new breathing opponent, unhurriedly, calmly and calmly. Like a dangerous poisonous snake, it meanders coldly, and as long as it walks a suitable distance, it will launch a fatal attack.
His opponent had already sensed the danger, and quickly adjusted his posture, vigilantly annotating every move of the tattooed man.
When the short distance between each other finally disappeared, the two men attacked each other without hesitation. All the strength in their bodies was stimulated, and the sound of the fist hitting the head was chilling. Blood dripped drop by drop from the faces of the two of them, and the faces that had been blurred by dried blood and mud became more hideous and terrifying.
In the end, the physical strength of the tattooed man gave him the upper hand, and when he dodged the opponent's overpowering attack and hit the opponent's head with a heavy punch, almost everyone could hear the dull impact The sound was like a hammer smashing a watermelon, and the blood splashed on the separation wall. The opponent of the tattooed man fell into a coma in an instant, and fell heavily on the ground like a tattered sack.
The tattooed man didn't stop. Amid the sound of the opponent's coach's continuous surrender, he walked slowly to the opponent's side and kicked one kick after another. There was only one place to kick, and that was the head. In this dueling arena, no one can end without the simultaneous surrender of the "coach" and "player". This rule caused many players who were forced to play to die in despair.
The opponent of the tattooed man was silent, and the entire head was kicked so that the original shape could no longer be seen. Susan looked at An Lei, who had vacant eyes, and dug her nails into her palm. She finally knew how the mechanic Zhang Yuan was beaten to death!
So cruel, so bloody, so heinous! She looked around and looked at the crazy nobles in the glass stands, her heart became colder and colder, and she slowly sank to the bottom of the valley. Gacharin, this is Gacharin!
She looked over the crowd and looked at the top row of golden stands.
Father, is this your favorite entertainment?
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It's not that I'm lazy and can't afford chapter names. These chapters are originally a big title.
Remember what Philip said?
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