Sky Dragon Rider

Lin Mo won the bet.

He bet that the organizers of the gladiatorial competition who came to intercept the two Heath family powerhouses would choose to take action to maintain the rules of the competition. He bet that the power of the Duke of Hiss was not enough to make an exception for the gladiatorial competition.

Unless the two-year gladiatorial competition is no longer to be held, once the rules are broken, the organizer's reputation and income will be greatly affected, and even a Duke of the Empire will be unable to make up for this loss.

It is even possible for other forces to take the opportunity to hold their own gladiatorial competition and share this delicious soup with extremely lucrative profits.

With more than a dozen strong men working together, none of the sharp arrows or wind blades could touch Lin Mo's heavy knight armor.

"No matter who you are? The rules of the gladiatorial competition cannot be broken, otherwise we will kill you two on the spot!"

The strong men of the organizer of the gladiatorial contest formed a circle, their swords were on the verge of breaking out, and the voices of chanting incantations became louder and louder. They were able to easily suppress the two uninvited guests.

The marksman of the Heath family looked at the powerful men around him with great fear, and did not dare to put down the huge bow in his hand. He said loudly: "That swordsman killed the eldest son of Duke Grosso Heath! If you kill him Leave it to us, and the Hiss family will remember this favor! There will be a big reward in the future!" The magician directly waved his magic staff to continuously lay down multi-layered magic shields for himself and the sharpshooters beside him, and he knew that once the two sides started fighting, his The probability of being able to go back alive with the sharp shot is infinitely close to zero.

The eldest son of the Duke's family?

That is, the first heir?What a big basket!No wonder these two powerhouses insisted on killing this contestant.

Some strong men couldn't help turning their eyes to look at the guy who pierced the sky. The broken heavy armor looked very miserable, but they didn't expect to strike so fiercely and decisively.

This time, he had offended a very important person, and even the gladiatorial competition would be a little implicated. Whether it was for generous rewards or for a family background, it seems that most of them are taking money for their lives and spending their lives for nothing.

anyway.The eldest son is also full of food. The gladiatorial competition is full of danger. Isn't it good to stay at home and wait for the succession to the duke title?I have to come to court for death.

These daring contestants don't care if you are the son of a duke, they will do anything to win.

Especially the one in front of him is a cruel and ruthless desperado.

Obviously, if you can let go, you can also win and pass the test. This is a good situation, but it is an endless situation. "Hmph! To participate in the gladiatorial competition, you should have this awareness early on. If you are afraid of death, don't participate. Like you, you will kill the contestants for your young master at every turn. Then why do you have a gladiatorial competition? Go to the market to buy a batch of slaves, and return Let's kill and play by ourselves! Don't retreat!"

Although he didn't want to have a mess with an imperial duke, but things had already happened, so he couldn't keep his head back. A leading sword god unceremoniously scolded two strong members of the Hiss family.

They are messing around like this, and the gladiatorial competition is still a fart!

"retreat!"

All the fighters drank together.The sound shook the entire arena.

All the people in the auditorium raised their hearts. The magic barrier covering the duel area may not be able to resist this kind of series of strong battles. If there is an accident.The aftermath of the battle broke through the barrier and spread over. They didn't even have a place to hide, so they could only kill them.

Just the giant bow of the master sharpshooter can easily cover the entire arena with arrow attacks.

"You!~"

Shenshe narrowed his eyes slightly.But he was tightly held by the arm by the Fashen beside him.

"Calm down! Don't mess around!"

Most of the archers and magicians are very calm people, and the magic shot was awakened by the magic god, and quickly calmed down.

"Hmph! No. 748! We remember you! We'll see!"

He took a few deep breaths.In the end, Shenshe chose the hero not to suffer the immediate loss, and threw down a threat bitterly, and slowly withdrew from the duel arena with Fashen. Let the two leave.

"We only care about the rules inside the arena. As for what happens outside the arena, it has nothing to do with us!"

Perhaps it was intended to punish the organizer of the Lin Mola Gladiatorial Competition for launching into the water. The leading sword god said something loudly to the backs of the two Heath family powerhouses who were leaving, and then turned around and smiled at Lin Mo. The arena is cheap. Not so easy to account for.

"Boy, if you are willing to give me your great sword, I will protect you from Lingjing. The power of the Duke of Heath is not something that a small person like you can offend!"

Among the powerhouses of the organizer of the arena, the wind-type sword god that Lin Mo had seen came over, and he still seemed to be obsessed with the two-handed sword evolved from the gold-type dragon.

"Since I came to this world, I never thought about going back alive!"

Lin Mo once again rejected the other party's attempt with a philosophical sentence.

"That's good! Let's wait and see! When you get out of the arena, you can do it yourself!"

Beliso, the wind sword god, sneered and passed by Lin Mo.

The strong battle did not really start, but it still made the audience in the audience wipe a cold sweat.

Wearing the broken knight's heavy armor, Lin Mo, who slowly left the duel area one step at a time, just before entering the passage, there was applause behind him that spread rapidly from the audience.

Power may be feared, but it does not win hearts and minds.

Returning to their seats, the two Heath family powerhouses who cast vicious eyes on Lin Mo frowned involuntarily. How could the murderer deserve the applause? Not only did the two of them return without success, they seemed to be Create momentum for the other party's reputation.

It would be terrible if he was favored by some powerful big shot and would rather offend the Duke and try to keep it.

Although Lin Mo was implicated in the arena, due to some unknown special considerations, the organizer still used special passages and cover, quietly sent him away and temporarily arranged him to another residence, it seemed that he was only willing to let him fight In the gladiatorial arena where he died, he brought more attention and money to the gladiatorial competition, and he did not want to be killed by the Duke of Heath in vain.

Nobody has trouble with gold coins, does they?

The sudden disappearance of Mr. Dragon Knight caused the five royal secret guards to panic for a while. They can die, but Mr. Dragon Knight must not have any accidents.

Fortunately, their communicator quickly received the short message forwarded by the satellite, confirming Lin Mo's safety and location, and then they were relieved again, but they still didn't expect that this lord would provoke such a big trouble.

After guarding outside the arena for a whole day, intelligence officer Lei Haqi watched the tide of people pouring into the arena during the day, and poured out again after nightfall. It made him exhausted, but he still kept his spirits up and prepared to continue the surprise night trial all night.

"Master Lei Haqi, you really worked hard today!"

While the soldiers guarding the isolation zone outside the arena were devouring their dinner, another intelligence officer, Qilanya, brought Rehazi a snack and a drink.

Among the several intelligence officers in the Ministry of Intelligence, the only female intelligence officer was the most approachable. Even though Rehazi almost took away his power, he did not have the slightest jealousy or complaint.

"Thank you, Qilanya, you have also worked hard!"

After receiving the snack, Lei Haqi took a sip of the drink in his glass, then raised his eyebrows suddenly, and asked in surprise, "Exhaustion?"

"That's right! It's still secret! My mother taught me the recipe, do you like it?"

Qilanya smiled and nodded.

The drink "Jiexinjiang" has a lot of fame in the Texi Empire. It is a special refreshing drink that requires more than ten kinds of grass berry juices to blend.

Its blending process is a bit like a pharmacist configuring potions. There are special requirements for the variety and selection of grass berry juice, the concentration of the blending ratio, and the length of time and temperature of each step. A slight change will cause taste and consumption. Depending on the drinking effect, pharmacist apprentices usually like to configure "Jie Xin Jiang" as a practice, and a good recipe is often very popular among nobles-