Martial arts become gods

Chapter 1234 The Gladiator Fight Begins

In the waiting area, there were still a few teams waiting, and none of them spoke to each other.

When they saw Mo Xian and his party coming in, there was a hint of interest on their faces.

It seems that the insignificant conflict between Xiao Wu's adventure group and the six people before has spread here.

This also reflects from the side that the six people should have extraordinary strength.

"Rookies, I would like to remind you that tactics are useless at all. In the arena, your opponent will use everything. You don't even think about what the opponent's next attack weapon will be. This The world may not be as beautiful as what you have seen!" A middle-aged man with messy hair said in a deep voice, his tone was very low, which would make people feel chills in the heart.

When Meng Yang and the others heard this, their complexions changed slightly.

This middle-aged man's body and appearance are all ordinary, but that kind of indistinct fierceness, like a ferocious beast ready to choose someone to eat at any time.

Meng Yang and the others had this feeling at this moment, what they were facing was a beast in the shape of a human.

"My ear was bitten off by my opponent in a wrestling fight. It was a life-and-death situation. Do you know what happened to my opponent that time?" The middle-aged man smiled and asked himself: "I bit off his throat!"

Hearing this, Meng Yang and the others were visibly shaken, and their complexions turned a little pale.

Bite off the opponent's throat with his teeth, which is too bloody, which makes them shudder.

Fortunately, they did not choose life and death from the beginning, but chose ordinary gladiatorial combat, and the order forbids killing people.

After all, the arena also has its own considerations. If too many people die and scare away the latecomers, the arena will not be able to continue.

The rewards for the life and death game are naturally high and scary, but except for those desperadoes, not many people will choose this method.

"Thank you senior for reminding me, but I don't think that kind of situation should happen to us." Mo Xian said flatly.

His calmness was somewhat beyond the expectation of the middle-aged man. The latter glanced at Mo Xian, nodded slightly and said, "You smell like a dead person, and you seem to have killed many people."

Perhaps because he has been in the arena for many years, this middle-aged man has a rather vicious vision.

"Hehe, maybe!" Mo Xian said, shrugging his shoulders noncommittally.

The middle-aged man stopped talking, but retreated to an empty corner, as if he had no companions.

This short conversation also attracted the attention of other people in the waiting area.

When looking at the middle-aged man, most people couldn't help but shudder. Obviously, the middle-aged man is also a ruthless character.

"Mo Xian, have you really killed many people?" Meng Yang and the others looked at Mo Xian and asked in disbelief.

In the world of warriors, of course they have killed people, but only a few times.

"You also believe this kind of thing." Mo Xian said calmly, he did kill a lot of people, but he didn't want to be regarded as a murderer.

"I said it!" Meng Yang and others seemed to be relieved, which made Mo Xian feel that his concealment was indeed correct.

Because of what the middle-aged man said before, they all seemed a little nervous, and the fun mentality they had at the beginning also disappeared.

The fighting in the arena is still going on. Although it is not a life-and-death situation, the scene is not much different from fighting to the death.

Under the stimulation of blood and violence, the audience also shouted crazily.

This was completely different from what Meng Yang and the others had imagined before. The only one who was calm and relaxed was Mo Xian.

The first game, the second game, the third game, it will be over soon.

Although no one was really dead, the loser was almost unrecognizable after being beaten so hard.

In the fourth round, the middle-aged man appeared. His opponent was a short, thin, bald man with a rather obvious scar on his head.

The two didn't say a word, they were like enemies to each other, and immediately started fighting.

Their fighting style is quite simple and rough, which is very in line with the violent aesthetics of the arena.

Almost every part of the body can be used as a weapon, and every time there is a collision, there will be blood spurting.

And the atmosphere in Arena No. [-] reached its climax with the appearance of the two of them.

Mo Xian watched intently. When the middle-aged man was fighting, he turned into a wild beast, almost using his hands, feet and mouth.

And the bald man was not to be outdone, he often hurt the enemy by a thousand and himself by eight hundred.

"This isn't a contest, it's clearly a life-threatening fight. He... do they have revenge for killing their father?" The two brothers Jia Ren and Jia Yi said in unison.

"Hehe, that's the way it is. If you don't want to be beaten to the ground, you can only do your best." Mo Xian said flatly.

"boom!"

After a muffled sound, several teeth flew into the air, and the bald man fell on his back and never got up again.

After that, there was a burst of wild cheers.

The fourth competition is over, and next, it's the turn of Xiao Wu's adventure group.

When the middle-aged man passed by the waiting area, he glanced at Mo Xian and the others, and said rather tiredly: "I wish you good luck, remember, the most important thing is to be alive."

"Yeah!" Mo Xian and the six nodded subconsciously. The fight just now had already made them respect the middle-aged man.

This has nothing to do with strength, nothing to do with status, it is all because of that kind of tenacity and hard work.

"Next, Xiaowu's adventure group will fight against the machete group."

"Both teams are rookies, who will be better?"

The host introduced Xiaowu's adventure group and the machete group respectively. Under his three-inch tongue, both parties were said to be quite mysterious.

The atmosphere at the scene was also moved, and the gold coins entered the pockets of the arena like flowing water.

Because they are both newcomers, the approval ratings of both sides are similar.

"It's our turn so soon?" Meng Yang said, swallowing his saliva.

Jia Ren and Jia Yi also looked a little unhappy, but Shen Jing and Xiao Wu were much more stable.

"Let's go, you can't back down at this time." Mo Xian smiled lightly, and walked out first.

After Meng Yang and the others looked at each other, they followed up one after another, as if Mo Xian was the leader of the team.

After passing through the passage, the six of Mo Xian appeared on the huge arena, their noses filled with the pungent smell of blood.

Perhaps it was to deliberately create that atmosphere, the blood on the arena seemed to have never been cleaned up.

Soon, the machete group also came up.

They are all men, and they are all about the same size, and they seem to be a little nervous.

"Start choosing weapons!" The host ordered, and two rows of weapon racks immediately rose on the arena.

Considering the reasons of fairness, the weapons for this common gladiator are all provided by the arena.

All kinds of weapons are also very complete, but they are not sharpened.

(End of this chapter)