Feng Aotian is so arrogant, I will immediately turn him into a traitor

On the other side, Cable laughed disdainfully, leading the topic in the live broadcast room.

"Oh, the one who will win today must be the guy I found!"

"Haha, but Cable, I heard that you lost hundreds of thousands of golden dragons last time?"

"You haven't pawned your underwear, right? Do you want me to give you a few pairs?"

"??!"

There are a lot of weird people in the live broadcast room.

Kebri was so angry that her face turned green! !

And each VTB is so lively, and the speed of barrage scrolling is several times faster than last month.

[Were there so many winning teams invited this time? 】

[Apart from the neurotic false cultist that Cable brought last time who only used an ax to chop people, who else are there? 】

[I don’t really remember. 】

[The elite team of the outer gang "legion" brought by Qiqi is also very good. 】

[Tch, it’s just good luck for the dog! 】

[Why, luck is also a part of strength. Why, you are not convinced? 】

Of the last two, it was obvious that one lost money with Cable last month, and the other won money.

now.

The VTBs in the barrage and live broadcast rooms highlight one: you talk about yours, and I talk about mine.

After all, the rules of the killing contest are very simple, and everyone is waiting for it to start.

It's like this "dog fight mode" every time.

Past winners of the Desire Grand Prix will be invited to participate, but among all the participants, only one team can survive, which is pure killing of each other.

Of course, the content will not be to throw all the teams into the arena and watch them fight each other.

That would be so boring.

At this point, the killing contest is still quite "traditional", that is, it follows the oldest gladiatorial rules of the empire.

[The weakest one will be the first to take the field, and then opponents stronger than him will be sent out continuously. The surviving winner will continue to challenge the next one...]

In this way, every game is the weak versus the strong.

You can either see a thrilling counterattack in which the weak defeat the strong, or you can see a bloody killing without any backhand.

The arena is a place where you can purely release your stress and instinct.

It doesn't need to be a fair and complex battle with considerable skills, but a simple and rough battle that will either result in a one-sided defeat or a miserable victory after trying your best.

That's how cool it is.

On top of enjoying the slave's performance.

No one knows how to watch such a "reality show" better than the aristocrats of the old days.

and so.

The first guy to appear was "Mr. K" under Cable.

The strong man from the Demon Clan, covered in dark red with strange golden lines on his body, was the first to walk into the center of the arena, carrying two wood-cutting axes.

As the audience in the live broadcast room cheered.

Many people who have never watched the live broadcast before are still wondering.

[Why is he only one person? 】

[What does this guy mean if he doesn’t wear a combat uniform and doesn’t carry a gun? 】

[It means using cold weapons to fight high technology, short hands to fight long hands, men to fight...]

But soon, a new barrage informed them.

Mr. K’s heroic deeds before, that is, directly before the game started, he chopped off the heads of all his teammates and sacrificed them to heaven, first giving them to the so-called "Lord of Brass", a non-existent evil god.

as well as.

[This guy only appeared first because he had the lowest points among all the teams, right? 】

[Nonsense, he’s just killing monsters with an ax all by himself, it’s weird if he can get high points! 】

[In that case, he must not be weak? 】

[It’s actually very strong. If you plunge into a pile of monsters alone, you won’t lose any blood, and they will basically be killed instantly...]

The barrage was discussing.

At this moment, Kebri looked at Mr. K in the video in the live broadcast room, with a complicated expression on her face.

because.

As long as the game starts, it means that the betting will also start.

Cable was struggling with whether to continue to trust Mr. K.

This guy is undoubtedly very strong.

As someone who has participated in the Desire Grand Prix many times, Cabley naturally knows how exaggerated it is to "swim" among monsters with a melee weapon.

But... no matter how good your martial arts skills are, you are still afraid of food... ah no, you are also afraid of rifles.

No matter how awesome your body is, can you really take a bullet to your face?

Seeing that Mr. K was still naked from the waist up, carrying two logging axes like a primitive man, Kebri was almost stunned by this guy.

I thought to myself, what kind of Brass Lord does this guy believe in? What kind of fundamentalist evil god is he? !

What is the time now.

And you're killing people with an ax, right? !

We must keep pace with the times!How about getting a gun and using it? ! !

Suddenly, Cable, who originally wanted to continue betting on the K line, was a little shaken.

What's more, Mr. K's opponent this round is a special operations team who retired from the empire's elite special forces "Rexagon State".

now.

On the screen of the live broadcast room, a group of middle-aged men wearing combat uniforms and holding guns were seen jumping in. They quickly dispersed and aimed their guns at Mr. K in the distance.

Cable was speechless.

From seven steps away, which one is faster, a gun or an ax?

And they still have so many guns?

"Haha, what kind of stupid young man are you looking for, Cable? In what era are you still using traditional cold weapons!"

At this moment, a VTB continued to laugh, angrily irritating a certain insect girl.

"Why don't you suppress my team? This time I'll just give in and make some money with you~"

"..."

Cable was a little angry.

But Mr. K already made himself lose hundreds of thousands of gold dragons last time, so can he still suppress him now?

Before the game starts, there is a 3-minute betting time.

Cable was hesitant, but in the end, she wanted to save face and bet 20 gold dragons on Mr. K.

After all, if you dominate others, wouldn't it be equivalent to surrendering and admitting defeat? !

At this moment, Mr. K was holding an ax and looking at the retired special operations team members who were waiting in the distance, tapping his fingers as if counting.

"One, two, three, four...seven, eight..."

Mr. K's voice was low and hoarse, like a roar of an animal, and he also sprayed out a stench that looked like sulfur.

"Very well, eight, and the Holy Father will be satisfied with that."

Mr. K’s incomprehensible words.

It stings Cable's nerves. How on earth has this guy been talking about weird things? !

result……　　　　　　

Chapter 112: Increase your position, increase your position fiercely!

It turns out.

Beyond seven steps the ax is faster, but within seven steps the ax is accurate and fast.

In the opening moments.

Cable was only thinking in her heart that this neurotic Mr. K should not be shot into a hornet's nest by a few guns.

All he saw was that he was facing the hail of bullets that were shooting at him, as well as the tiny drops of blood that kept popping out of his body.

Completely indifferent.

He threw the logging ax in his hand directly!

Then, one of the opponents was nailed to the ground by a flying axe, almost disembowelled, and violent screams were accompanied by blood splattering.

This team composed of retired veterans from the "Six Corners State" was stunned.

???

With a clanging sound, countless bullets fell to the ground like metal rain, blocked by Mr. K's red skin. Many of them seemed to have been corroded by half, as if they were ignited by the high temperature.

Becoming red and melting.

What monster? !

The VTB and barrage people in the live broadcast room were all dumbfounded, thinking that there are really people who are not afraid of guns, right? !

Damn it, is that evil god of the Lord of Brass that this guy believes in really useful? ?

Although theoretically.

The body of the demon clan is indeed the strongest in the world. Even in the legends of the classical era, the demon clan usually acts as the villain, and its demon kings are all guys who want to destroy the world.

From time to time, it is easy to physically carry the hero's holy sword, curry sticks, etc.

and so……

Isn't it impossible to carry any kind of bullets or even artillery shells?

And just when everyone was shocked.

Behind Mr. K, a pair of flesh-colored wings suddenly spread out, and then he took advantage of the opponent's stunned moment.

Just listen to the howling wind.

When the barrage in the live broadcast room and the anchors like Cable and others came to their senses for a moment.

Mr. K had already tied eight human heads with the red chains in his hands, placed them neatly on the ground, piled them into a hill, and then knelt down very religiously.

once again.

Dedicate this killing to his great "Lord of Brass."

"..."

Even Cable couldn't believe it, the battle was over just like that.

[In the first round, Mr. K won! 】

The barrage suddenly started rolling like a riot. Many people just looked at Mr. K's appearance of holding an ax and felt that this person was not good, and then bet on the other side.

But there are also some people who bet on Mr. K with a playful attitude.

At this moment, those who win money are having a great time, while those who lose money are regretting it.

But it doesn't matter.

Because the new round of betting was still going on, Mr. K met his second opponent not long after, three crazy men dressed as clowns grinding their teeth, holding chainsaws, electric drills, sharp knives, butcher knives and other things in their hands .