mad warrior emperor

Chapter 114
"It really is him! I heard that he came to the imperial capital earlier, but I haven't seen him all this time. It turns out that he is in the prison arena. I should have thought of it earlier." On the VIP seat, Yan Jun slammed his palm.

"Nine waves with one sword, Henry Zhang, Wuling level [-] can kill Liu Hanyu so easily, if I match up, the outcome will be five or five." Liu Xinghun said from the side, his eyes were like torches, staring at Prison Dou Henry Zhang in the field.

"He hasn't drawn his sword yet!" However, as soon as Liu Xinghun finished speaking, the handsome young man in white uttered a few words lightly.

He didn't draw a sword!
Yes, from beginning to end, Henry Zhang did not draw a sword.

Hearing this, Liu Xinghun fell silent, his eyes flickered, what was he thinking?
In another corner, when he saw that the original Wuming became Henry Zhang, Song Wen's eyes danced with murderous intent, and he has never forgotten that in Tianjiao Tower, Henry Zhang slapped him and beat him in public.

Since he came to the arena, Henry Zhang must not be allowed to leave here no matter what today. Song Wen's eyes were cold, and he ordered to the big man next to him: "Go and bring Zhan Kuang!"

"I'll go!"

The big man responded and disappeared immediately, and soon after, he returned to Song Wen's side, and there was a burly young man beside him.

"Have you seen that man, kill him, and I'll give you freedom!" Song Wen looked back at the young man, pointing at Henry Zhang in the prison arena.

"Kill him, can I be free?"

Zhan Kuang kept his head down, and could only see his throat moving, and a hoarse voice came out, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time, and every word was so stiff.

"Kill him, and I will help you open the Sonu chain under your feet, and you will be free from now on, no longer a slave." Song Wen affirmed again.

Hearing this, Zhan Kuang finally raised his head, revealing a pair of fierce and terrifying eyes, this kind of eyes are indifferent, brutal, without a trace of emotion, even if he is about to get rid of his slave status and gain freedom, there will be no change in his eyes.

Seeing these eyes, the big man suddenly trembled. As for Song Wen, his pupils also shrank, and his legs trembled uncontrollably.

"it is good!"

After watching for a moment, Zhan Kuang said a word indifferently, and then walked towards the prisoner arena passage.

"Huh~ what the hell, he is obviously a slave, why does it feel like he is facing a prehistoric beast." Seeing Zhan Kuang's back, Song Wen's body finally shuddered.

"However, there is a war mad shot, I don't believe that Henry Zhang, that pariah, can't be killed." Song Wen said bitterly.

"The last level!"

In the VIP seat, both Lin Xifeng and Guo Yun watched nervously in the arena. Henry Zhang has successfully passed the seventeen levels, and he is only short of the last level.

At this time, not only Lin Xifeng and Guo Yun were nervous, but also many people clenched their fists nervously. These people all beat Henry Zhang to win. The previous seventeen consecutive rounds, Henry Zhang lived up to expectations, and only the last round was left .

If Henry Zhang wins, then they will get ten times the Yuan Jing. If Henry Zhang loses, they will lose all their money and go bankrupt, so they are all watching the last prisoner fight.

"We must win, we must win." One by one silently said in their hearts.

"Qiang! Qiang! Qiang!"

At the same time, the sound of iron chains colliding suddenly resounded, making the entire arena tremble. Suddenly, a burly young man appeared in the arena. Attract everyone's attention.

"He's...war...crazy!"

As soon as the word "Zhan Kuang" came out, everyone's pupils shrank, and there was a chill in their eyes.

In this arena, what is the scariest thing to ask?
It's not a thrilling life-and-death battle again and again, nor is it a fight with a ferocious beast, but an encounter with a war madman, a person more terrifying than a beast!
Zhan Kuang, the ninth rank of Martial Spirit, half-step Martial Gang Realm in combat power, Martial Soul, Fighting Ancient Ape, is a powerful creature comparable to ancient beasts, as long as a person possesses this kind of Martial Soul, he is born with combat power amazing.

Therefore, he has become the hole card of the arena. As long as he makes a move, even the top ten heroes will not dare to fight. Therefore, Henry Zhang is in danger in the last level.

Seeing this burly young man walking with an iron chain, Henry Zhang also frowned, and he paid more attention to it. The half-step Martial Gang Realm and strong combat power proved that the burly young man in front of him deserved his attention.

"You are very strong, but you must die." Standing opposite Henry Zhang, Zhan Kuang said indifferently and straightforwardly, his voice was still so hoarse, and it was heart-wrenching to hear.

"But you can't kill me." Henry Zhang said coldly, his eyes flickering and staring at Zhan Kuang's terrifying eyes.

"I can't kill you, but I have to kill you. Only by killing you can I be free and leave this place." Zhan Kuang said hoarsely.

"It seems that you have a lot of confidence!" Henry Zhang retorted.

"I see that you have fought before, and I don't have much confidence to kill you." Zhan Kuang raised his head and said bluntly, while his scarlet eyes stared at Henry Zhang for a long time, then looked up into the distance, and immediately there was a touch of softness in his eyes, and continued : "However, even if I don't have much confidence, I will go all out, because I need freedom, even for half a day."

"Half a day of freedom?" Henry Zhang pondered, what a strange person, he was desperately trying to get half a day of freedom.

"What if you can't beat me?" Henry Zhang put away his thoughts and asked, if Zhan Kuang can't beat Henry Zhang, then his end is death. At that time, let alone half a day of freedom, there is not even a second of freedom .

"Undefeated?" Zhan Kuang heard the words, his eyes finally flickered for a moment, then looked at Henry Zhang, and said after a while: "If I lose, I hope you can pay homage to someone in Wulipo outside the imperial capital. "

"How are you sure that I will help you!" Henry Zhang asked back.

"Feeling!" Zhan Kuang stared at Henry Zhang: "I know, you will do me this favor, that person is my sister, when she died, I was incapable and had no money to bury her, in order to give her a coffin, I had to sell myself as a slave , Five years, I didn't go to see her, I... miss her. "

"I... miss her!"

Listening quietly to the conversation between the two in the Prison Arena, everyone in the VIP seat fell silent. They all knew that Zhan Kuang sold himself as a slave five years ago just to ask for a coffin to bury his sister. Five years later, because he missed her, I want to see her, I want to fight to the death, to fight for half a day.

It's worth to admire!

"Today, whether you die or I die, someone will go. This is just my promise to you." Henry Zhang was also silent for a moment, relatives are always the most important, for the sake of relatives, life is not necessary, it is worth him Henry Zhang admired.

"Even so, I won't hold back!" Zhan Kuang suddenly pulled an ugly smile on his face.

"Me too." Henry Zhang also looked at each other and smiled, "You and I each perform the most powerful blow, the winner can step out of this cage to pay homage to your sister, the loser, stay here forever, how about it? "

"Okay!" Zhan Kuang nodded.

"Which of them will win?" Liu Xinghun asked.

"It's not important!" the handsome young man in white said lightly.

"Not important?" Liu Xinghun asked himself.

"Yes, it doesn't matter, no matter which of the two dies, one of them will pay homage to Zhan Kuang's younger sister, that's enough." Yan Jun took over the words.

　The author has something to do in the afternoon and evening, so I updated it in advance, three chapters, as for whether there is still something in the evening, it depends on the situation...

　　
　
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