Blue Sword

"Master Achilles!" Sadric said helplessly, "You used the two-handed sword well in the first game, why did you switch to a one-handed straight sword in the second game? Now we must change your arena nickname. How about 'Nightblade'?"

"Okay." Ask said.

"It's strange. Others choose their nicknames carefully, for fear that they won't sound loud and majestic. But it's better for you. It doesn't matter at all. You regard your reputation as nothing." Sadric shook his head in confusion and walked away with a sigh. Sidrifa, who was sharpening an ax next to her, raised her head and said with a smile:

"Great. Every time I call you 'Viking,' I get goosebumps."

"How about I give you this name?" Ask asked.

"It would be better for me to be called 'Barbarian'. Don't you think this name is more beautiful than Vikings?" Sidrifa said, "But it doesn't matter. The audiences in the arena are all new and tired of the old, waiting for you to hang out here. After a long time, unless you can accomplish the feat of killing multiple people every time, you won’t even have a chance to let the host mention the nickname.”

"The next game will be the green team, right?" Asked.

"Yes. The day before yesterday, the day before yesterday and yesterday, they have defended the Golden Cup for three consecutive days." Hidliba said, "Do you know why the blue team was so weak this morning? Because all the old people in the original blue team were defeated by the green team. After killing them all, only the polar bear leader surrendered and survived. Haha, timely surrender is still very important."

"By the way, the members of the Green Team are all Northerners who were eliminated by the Valancia Shield Guards." Hidrifa sharpened the ax and carefully stroked the blade with her fingers, "Don't be shy because they were eliminated. Look at them."

"In that case, let's change our fighting style after the fight begins." Asik pondered for a moment and said.

"What kind of fighting method?" Hidrifa asked curiously.

"Cooperate." Aske said.

Soon, the final horn sounded. At the other end of the training ground, Theotis and the members of the red team were also getting ready. They did not cast malicious glances at Aske like the previous two times, but they all had cold expressions on their faces.

It seems that the green team they will face in the end also puts a lot of pressure on them.

Everyone filed out of the underground passage and came to the arena. The members of the green team on the opposite side have also arrived. As expected, they are all tall and powerful Northland Norman men. They are holding two-handed swords or giant axes. Their arms are as thick as Asker's calves.

"I understand why you suggested a cooperative fight." Hidrifa sighed, "Any one of these guys can knock me down in a single fight."

Ask chuckled. His suggestion was of course not because he couldn't beat her in a one-on-one fight, but because he wanted to see how well Hidrifa's sense of teamwork was.

"Ladies and gentlemen! The last battle of the day has begun!" The host's explanation style seemed to be much more reserved and serious, no longer as vulgar and nonsensical as the previous two games. "The one wearing the green burqa is our defending champion. The champions, the Geat barbarians from Scandia in the far north! Their bravery and savagery do not need more rhetoric to describe, I will only say one word, that is 'Beowulf'."

"Beowulf" is a famous epic film trilogy. The protagonist Beowulf is the legendary lord of the Geat tribe in the North. He is widely known for his heroic battles and legendary plots to kill monsters.

So the audience shouted excitedly and threw coins into the arena, hoping to arouse the anger of the yellow team gladiators and make the next battle more intense.

"The challenger is our red team! Led by the cunning Thracian 'Brown Bear', as well as our newcomer king 'Night Blade', and his close partner 'Big Man' next to him!"

"Asshole!" Hildrifa was so angry that she almost jumped. "My nickname is 'Barbarian'! 'Barbarian'!"

Asker cursed in his heart. Is the nickname "barbarian" any better than "big guy"?

"So, are the Solomons in the south more skilled, or the Geats in the north more brave and invincible? Let's open the curtain of war!" As the host ended in a sensational way, the starting gun also sounded at the same time.

The battle started, and Asik and Hidliba rushed out instantly. To their surprise, the gladiators of the red team did not shrink their formation to cut with them, but rushed out at almost the same speed and fought with the fierce and wild barbarian warriors on the opposite side.

A Geat barbarian warrior rushed towards Ask, his bearded face filled with red blood. This time Asker was holding Shinra's military slashing sword, and he slashed at the opponent's neck with a flat swing.

The barbarian on the opposite side suddenly raised his sword with both hands and firmly blocked the tiger's cut.

No, Asik realized that the opponent's strength exceeded the level of a normal person, and his physical strength was at least level 4!

The barbarian warrior quickly leveled his two-handed sword, and then made a sudden thrust. Ask's sword was blocked horizontally, and the opponent immediately pushed the sword forward. The edge of the big sword made the guard of the stabbing sword rattle.

"Oops." The guard officers in the box discussed, "This opponent seems to be a transcendent person, and his physical strength surpasses him in all aspects - Achilles is in danger."

"Michael, do you want to call the arena to be suspended?" a guard officer asked, "With his talent, it would be a pity to die here."

"If he dies, it means his skills are inferior to others. What's such a pity?" Mihail said coldly.

The guard officer was speechless.

"That chatty host got it right this time." Mihail was silent for a moment and continued, "This gladiatorial battle is a duel between Solomon's superb swordsmanship and the strong physical fitness of the Northlanders. If we use If the power saves him, what will the audience outside think? They will think that we Solomons are no match for the Northlanders in a head-to-head confrontation, and can only play tricks outside the battlefield!"

He spoke quickly and sternly, and the guards and officers around him bowed their heads and remained silent.

Many smart officers even thought of going a step further, that is, the Emperor's Guards Corps and the Varangian Shield Guards, who recently chose to be loyal to different His Highnesses in Purple.

Michael chose His Highness Theodora, while the Varangian Guard composed of northerners chose His Highness Zoe.

Maybe the relationship between the two princesses in purple is not as united and harmonious as it seems? Or maybe their highnesses have no intention of fighting, but how can the imperial scepter be held in both hands when the people standing in line below have already begun to fight with each other?

In the arena, Asik took half a step back. The barbarian warrior was about to take advantage of the situation to push his sword when he suddenly heard the sound of wind behind his head.

He quickly lowered his head to dodge, and Sidrifa's battle ax flew over his head.

"Not bad." Ask said approvingly. Encircling Wei and rescuing Zhao is the minimum tactical awareness that professional players should have.

Although this Hildelifa is a silly girl, she still has basic tactical literacy. She twisted her wrist slightly, shook her sword, and attacked the barbarian warrior. At the same time, she said:

"Try to attack from both sides?"

Hilda Lifa immediately understood what he said, and swung the battle ax with both hands like a whirlwind, slashing from the other direction.

The barbarian warrior swung his sword forcefully and blocked Hildrifa's battle axe. Asik had already caught the gap behind his swing of the sword, and stabbed his right side with the slashing sword, shouting a reminder:

"Jump chop!"

The thrust of the stabbing sword was so fast that the barbarian warrior had no time to put back his sword to block, so he had to step back to avoid it. On the right, Sidrifa had already jumped high, her whole body stretched like a bow in the air, her hands holding the ax high behind her head, and she slashed down with the help of her whole body's gravity!

The bang was so loud that it almost deafened people. The barbarian warrior hurriedly blocked with his sword and caught Hidrifa's jumping chop. He was instantly pushed back and staggered by the huge force. He saw another cold light flashing out of the corner of his eye. It was too late to dodge, and Asker's sword tip grazed it. down his throat.

"Beautiful." Asik shook off the blood from the sword and said to Hidrifa, "Next?"

"Come on!" Sidrifa recalled the battle just now and felt that her cooperation with Asker was perfect. She couldn't help but feel confident and said excitedly, "Quick, quick, quick! Kill another one!"

The two of them kept walking and quickly locked on the next target. The barbarian warrior had just killed a red gladiator and pulled out the battle ax from the corpse when he saw these two men rushing over with murderous intent.

With one against two, the barbarian warrior showed no fear. He held the ax in both hands and saw the momentum of the two men, and swung it out with a full moon slash. Asker suddenly fell to the ground and slid to the ground while sprinting. He lowered his body to avoid Full Moon Slash and slid to the feet of the barbarian warrior.

Hidley used a temporary horizontal ax block, and was staggered by the Full Moon Slash. The barbarian warrior was about to take a step forward to pursue him, when he saw Asik, who was lying on the ground, leaping forward with his sword, and the tip of the sword pierced his chin.

The barbarian warrior turned his head to avoid it, twisted his body and slashed down with his battle ax.

Asker jumped backwards and dodged. Over there, Hidrifa had stabilized her figure and charged towards her with a fierce swing of her axe.

The barbarian warrior quickly blocked her battle axe, and Asik kicked off the ground to counterattack, approaching like lightning. The tip of the sword thrust forward against the opponent's chainmail, and he pressed the hilt of the sword with his left hand and pushed hard, slashing. The sword immediately tore through the iron ring and penetrated deeply into the opponent's back.

"What about your sword?" The body of the barbarian warrior fell to the ground, and Hidrifa put away her battle ax and asked. The long sword that pierced the chainmail was stuck in the broken iron ring, and it looked like it would be difficult to pull it out.

"Just in time to change weapons." Asik let go of the hilt of his sword and picked up the giant ax on the ground.

The fighting was fierce in the arena, with blood and flesh flying everywhere. The audience was so excited that they scattered the coins in their bags onto the arena like rain.

The box at the top is more clearly visible. Generally speaking, the red team is at a disadvantage, and the battle loss is basically two for one. However, there are two killing gods, Asker and Hidliba, who specialize in picking up the lone yellow team. The Yi Barbarian warriors hunted and killed, but managed to maintain the balance of numbers on both sides.

"Who is the one called 'Big Man'?" Michael suddenly asked, "The one who fights with Achilles."

"Sidrifa of Helsingør." A guard officer next to him brought the arena list, "Northlander."

"A Northlander from Varangia? Have you contacted him in advance?" A certain guard officer looked slightly condensed and said suspiciously, "Perhaps it was the instruction of His Highness Zoe."

"It's not like that," Michael denied. "Hidliba is a female name from the North, and the Valancia Guard never recruits women."

"So she is a woman? She seems to have very good fighting ability." A guard officer looked down and said, "She is also very strong, 1.9 meters tall, like a bear."

Suddenly there was cheerful laughter in the box.