Love Warriors Cong Liangji

·You can freely switch between normal moves and breathing swordsmanship.

・Wuxin-ryu is a genre that is not limited to weapons. Even with naginata, long spears, and even firearms, they can display impressive power.

Note: For "Doo of the Sword", A+ is just out of the level of entry. Even if you have learned all the secrets, the path of a swordsman still has no end in sight.

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【Morlich Sky C】

·Condensed breath, if it is not a person whose strength is far superior to his own, he will not be able to detect it.

·Delicate and versatile, you can use various props proficiently to create a fighting situation that is beneficial to you.

·Lucky (approximately the boost of "one more bottle" often).

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"...you... are... strange."

A dazed mind, before recovering from the information flow input by the Vientiane Codex, a deep and magnetic middle-aged man's voice came from Jiang Liu's ear.

"Ok?"

Jiang Liu opened his eyes, but found that the environment was very dark and extremely humid.

He seemed to be standing in the middle of a dungeon-like room, with an iron fence firmly blocking the way to freedom, and the extremely weak light seemed to be coming from the corridor outside.

Can't it come to a place where the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant? Jiang Liu is a little speechless.

His luck didn't seem to be very good. He almost didn't die in the wilderness in the Light Envoy, encountered evil spirits at the beginning of Ghost Slayer, and was in some prison in the new world...

As for the voice he heard earlier... huh?

Although the entire prison seems to have a lot of space, there is only one prisoner besides Jiang Liu.

However, can this person really be called a "prisoner"?

There are no shackles and chains on his body, and he is wearing a loose white-gray coat and shirt. Although they are not made of expensive materials, they are clean and tidy, and they are completely free of the embarrassment that prisoners should have.

Now, he was sitting cross-legged in a corner, holding a half-empty wine bottle, looking at Jiang Liu with a smile on his lips.

Thanks to Superman's eyesight, Jiang Liu was able to see the opponent clearly in such a dim situation.

It was an old man with long white hair, wearing retro round eye glasses, his loose clothes could not hide his tall figure, and his strong muscles that did not match his age, only the wrinkles on his face told Jiang Liu, This is indeed an old man who has gone through vicissitudes of life.

... weird.

Jiang Liu's first reaction was to touch the long knife at his waist.

Although he obtained the new Sun Wheel Saber (at the cost of being hunted down by the swordsmith), Jiang Liu directly grasped the Immortal Sword this time.

——This old man brought him so much pressure.

Obviously he was sitting there doing nothing, and he didn't exude a strong aura, but Jiang Liu's intuition was crazily warning.

"Brother, you are really a strange person."

The old man spoke again, and although there was no hostility, Jiang Liu's muscles tensed up.

The old man obviously noticed this, his eyes narrowed slightly, but he didn't take it seriously, and he still looked calm.

"Suddenly so many light spots lit up, and then a person came out of it... Brother, are you a capable person? Or are you being pranked by a capable person?"

"Those who can?"

Jiang Liu was still sorting out the messy information in his mind, and didn't react for a while.

"Where... is this place? Who are you?"

"Looking at you, it's as if you woke up and found yourself stranded on a deserted island. So, is it true that you were played by a capable person?"

The old man chuckled, raised the wine bottle and took a sip, and said while wiping the wine stains from the corner of his mouth.

"Then you are really unlucky. This is not a good place. As for me...don't worry, I'm just an old alcoholic. To be more precise, I was sold as a slave to the dueling arena drunkard."

"...the arena?"

Jiang Liu frowned slightly: "What arena?"

"Man and man, man and beast, man and murloc, beast and murloc...No matter what era, the wild impulse hidden in the blood always exists. The more cruel and disparate the battle, the more Can stimulate people's excitement.

It doesn't matter which duel field this is, what is important is that it undoubtedly belongs to human beings driven by instinct. "

The old man looked Jiang Liu up and down, touched his chin: "You are not too old, but you have exercised well, and there are two swords on your waist... and it is still in that style, which is really impressive. people miss.

However, you give people a very weird feeling. You obviously look like a veteran with a sword, and your body seems to have been polished for a long time, but your strength doesn't seem to match?It's like being bound by something.

Brother, you should have been stronger than you are now. "

Jiang Liu became more and more puzzled, but gradually felt that the old man was not malicious, and his body gradually relaxed.

"Excuse me, who are you?"

"My... oh, is there a newcomer?" The old man turned to look beyond the iron fence.

Jiang Liu was stunned at first, but it took about three seconds before he heard the sound of the lock being unlocked outside, and his expression changed immediately.

It's so much earlier than me... Where the hell is this old man?

There was the sound of procrastinating walking, and a short and fat guy in flamboyant clothes walked over surrounded by several tall figures.

In the prisons lined up on both sides of the corridor, there were still many shadowy figures. When the fat man walked in, he couldn't help but look at him, either with resentment or fear.

"Fufufu~ There is a new product again. Although it is only a cheap one, you can use it for the time being. Anyway, the color of the blood is the same."

He stopped in front of Jiang Liu and the old man's prison, and the fat man waved his hand slightly.

"Let's put it here. There are too many villains in other cages. This guy is very weak. Don't accidentally kill him. Even if he dies, his death is worthwhile."

But it's valuable to me - the fat man thought so.

But when his eyes glanced at the inside of the cage, he was taken aback suddenly: "Huh? Two people? Isn't there only one old man... Is it the new goods that were captured?"

Chapter 64: The Three Prisoners

"Human males? It looks so weak. Those shameless and greedy pirates actually sent such low-quality goods to make up for it."

The chunky slave trader looked critically at Jiang Liu, ignoring the long knife at his waist, and only commented on his body shape.

Strictly speaking, Jiang Liu's body can't be said to be thin, but he is more muscular than ordinary people. Even though ninjas focus on agility, they still exercised lean muscles without affecting their movements. .

But the slave trader didn't mean to humiliate Jiang Liu deliberately, he just judged by the standards of the duel field.

Including the bodyguards around him, all the gladiators in the duel arena were tall and burly guys.

If there are exceptions, there are only "weak people" who are thrown into the darkest cage, such as Jiang Liu and the white-haired old man.

Although it is impossible to show off in the performance like those strong gladiators, the tragic death scene of the weak is also a way to please the audience.

That's right, the more bizarre the death, the more tragic the scene, the more exciting it is!

"Hmph, let's just call it an 'appetizer'. Before the official game starts, let's use your blood to start the opening."

He has absolutely no intention of exploring the origin of Jiangliu...or he has seen this kind of thing a lot.

As the largest duel arena on the island, its various "death fight" and "beast fighting" performers were bought from slave traders and underground groups, and even he himself worked part-time as a slave trader.

With so many strange faces coming in and out of here every day, how could he have the mood to pay attention to every slave?

It will be consumed quickly anyway, as cheap as toilet paper.

Only a few lucky ones who can survive and win consecutive victories can become his red card and get the honor of being remembered by him-and then throw it away one day.

Organizing competitions, heating up the atmosphere, operating in the dark, setting up gambling games... This kind of thing has become an assembly line work in the duel arena.

A star gladiator may bring him a total income of close to [-] million Baileys, which is equivalent to fifty ordinary gladiators. It can be said that it is the most lucrative business.

But even so, those rich people will still be foolishly seduced by blood and swords, and are willing to hand over their money...

So, doing bad things is really unstoppable!

"Clap!"

Clapping his palms lightly, Humpty gestured with his hands, and the bodyguards behind him immediately separated, and two big men came out carrying a petite figure.

"Ka~"

The moment the iron gate opened, a cold light flashed in Jiang Liu's eyes, and his right hand holding Undead Zhan was even stronger.

But after seeing the bodyguards with sharp faces beside the chunky businessman and the positions of everyone, he had to give up the idea of ​​catching the thief first.

It's not that he is timid, but that the bodyguards generally have well-made weapons. In addition to Western-style swords, there are even large-caliber flintlock guns... If you attack in this environment, Jiang Liu might be beaten into a sieve if he couldn't get out of the cage.

His knife is fast, but it's really not fast enough to cut bullets-of course, he can still dodge him in advance.

As long as it's not this kind of place where you can't dodge...

"Pfft!"

Opening the iron gate, the bodyguards threw the petite figure in, and it collapsed on the ground like a broken sack, making a weak cry of pain.

"idiot!"

The slave trader suddenly became furious: "What if we throw her to death?! You bastards!

All human lives here are my property, and the lives of these slaves are only valuable if they die at the time I choose. You almost damaged my property just now! "

"Huh, sorry, BOSS!"

After severely reprimanding his subordinates, the slave trader barely calmed down his anger, and then looked inside the cage again.

"Old people, young people, children... the impact alone is not enough, and the combination should excite those discerning audiences."

He pointed at the three people in the prison with a condescending tone: "Use your deaths to please the audience, for my benefit, give me a hard struggle!"

Watching the slave trader and his bodyguards gradually go away, Jiang Liu, who was silent from the beginning to the end, twitched slightly.

"You didn't even ask me a question... It seems that you really don't take me seriously."

But it's no wonder that the slave trader is probably also a high-ranking person in the dark world, and the power and power he can control will never be small. In fact, Jiang Liu finds it troublesome just with his escort.

Yes, some of those guys could threaten Jiang Liu!

If it wasn't for his skill in concealing his aura, Jiang Liu might have already attracted the other party's attention.

When he first came to this world, he met a hidden old man, a swordsman whose strength was not weaker than Jiang Liu... and was used as a bodyguard.