Golden Summoner

Xia Pingan slowly did warm-up exercises in the room. While doing exercises, he paid attention to the situation on the court and waited for his next game.

With his remote viewing ability activated, he saw Yan Zhuo, wearing a mask, appearing in a box on the high platform opposite the arena, looking down at the arena.

Yan Duo took a distant look at the lounge where he was.

Several blond beauties with long legs and slim waists in swimsuits entered the gladiatorial cage holding several signs with shields and swords on them. Seeing these signs appear, the atmosphere in the entire arena changed. Suddenly it became noisy.

A male host wearing a shiny black evening gown entered the gladiatorial cage and was introducing the upcoming competition in an infectious voice.

"Gentlemen and ladies, what follows is the most exciting and cruel weapon battle that everyone has been waiting for. The first person to take the stage is Jack the Wild Wolf from Europe..."

The spotlight in the venue hit a passage, and a white man wearing a wolf head mask, holding a shield and a mace walked out of the passage, raising his hands high, showing off his strong muscles, while welcoming Cheers from the stadium.

"Wolf Jack is a formidable killing machine. His record of weapon fighting in the death arena is 23 games, 19 wins, 3 draws, and 1 loss. The only defeat made him lie in bed for half a year. After recovering from injury, Wolf Jack became more like a bloodthirsty wolf. In the second game after recovering from injury, he set the fastest kill record in his history, 15 seconds..."

"Although Wolf Jack is an old man in the Death Arena, we still follow the competition rules of the competition. Before entering the gladiatorial cage, Wolf Jack needs to undergo a boundary bead fusion test. This test is to ensure that he can enter the gladiatorial cage. , none of them are Summoners, this is a fair duel between non-Summoners..."

Wild Wolf Jack rushed to the gladiatorial cage. Outside the gladiatorial cage, he bit his finger and dripped two drops of blood on a blue ball with a diameter of more than 20 centimeters. The blue ball lasted a few seconds. The bell emits blue light.

"After testing the crystal ball of the altar, Wolf Jack is still Wolf Jack. There is no condensed altar. Welcome Wolf Jack to enter..."

Wild Wolf Jack roared wildly, and was the first to enter the gladiatorial cage with his mace and shield. He held up the weapons and shields in his hands, roared wildly, showed off his muscles, and walked back and forth in the gladiatorial cage. Like a wild wolf patrolling his territory.

"The one who is going to play next is the Blood Warrior from Japan. The Blood Warrior is a martial arts practitioner who walks on the edge of life and death. His record of weapon fighting in the death arena is 11 games, 11 wins, and he has no defeat so far..."

In the passage on the other side, a man carrying two samurai swords, one long and one short, and wearing a white Japanese Hannya mask, calmly walked out of the passage.

The naked upper body of the man named Blood Warrior was covered with tattoos and various scars. The tattoos and scars were mixed together, giving the man named Blood Warrior a special aura.

When he came to the altar crystal ball, the blood warrior took out his short knife, quickly cut a thin wound on one of his fingers, and dripped two drops of blood on the altar crystal ball. The altar crystal The ball lights up blue.

"Welcome the blood warrior to enter..."

The blood warrior enters the gladiatorial cage!

The host and the beauties holding signs exited the cage. The iron door in the cage was closed. Blood Warrior and Wolf Jack each stood in a corner of the cage, staring at each other with death eyes.

Wolf Jack also made a throat-cutting motion on the Blood Warrior.

The 180-second countdown began on the electronic display in the stadium.

"Gentlemen and ladies, there are still three minutes left. Please place your bets as soon as possible. This will be a wonderful showdown..."

People in the surrounding stands and boxes began to place bets at this time.

When the 180-second countdown passed, Jack the Wolf and the Blood Warrior in the gladiatorial cage rushed toward each other at the same time, and the bloody fight began.

Wolf Jack may seem rude, but the combination of the mace and shield in his hand is very methodical and not reckless. Moreover, the mace in Wolf Jack's hand is very powerful when swung. Every attack makes the blood warriors stunned. Does not dodge or block.

The blood warrior is superior because of his nimbleness, and the two swords in his hands are strange and fierce.

Just a few minutes later, the two men began to have blood on their bodies.

This is the dangerous part of fighting with weapons. In a hand-to-hand encounter, no one can escape unscathed at all times. If you get hit or rubbed, you will either die or be injured.

The blood warrior's left shoulder and arm were scraped with several bloody grooves by the mace...

Jack the Wolf was stabbed in the thigh...

Because of the injury on his shoulder, the Blood Warrior's attacks became a little slow, and half of his hand was considered useless...

Jack the Wolf is like a wolf with a lame leg. His movements are also restricted and he is no longer as flexible as before.

Ten minutes later, the entire gladiatorial cage was covered with blood. The blood warrior's short knife stabbed into Wolf Jack's lower abdomen, and the tip of the knife came out from Wolf Jack's back.

Before the blood warrior could drag the knife across, Wild Wolf Jack rushed forward like a hungry wolf, grabbed the handle of the knife, and at the same time swung the mace in his hand, smashing the mace directly into the blood warrior's thigh.

The blood warrior's entire thigh was twisted and bloody, and both men were covered in scars. They both fell into the gladiatorial cage and were unable to get up.

This kind of fighting, just like the fighting on the battlefield, is too brutal.

The referee counted for ten seconds, but no one could stand up. Then the referee declared a draw. The two teams of medical staff quickly rushed to the gladiatorial cage to carry the person away for treatment. Several cleaning staff quickly entered the gladiatorial cage and began to quickly clean the blood on the ground.

In just a few minutes, the floor of the gladiatorial cage became clean and brand new again.

The male host in a shiny black evening gown and several beauties in swimsuits entered the gladiatorial cage again.

"Gentlemen and ladies, the fight just now was too fierce, but the next fight will be more interesting. You will see the fight between a newcomer who appears in the death arena for the first time and a bloody butcher. Duel!"

The male host's first few words had already ignited the curiosity of everyone in the arena.

"The first one to come on stage is the Man-Bear Butcher..."

On the other side of the passage, a muscular man wearing a black leather hood, holding a machete and a shield appeared in the spotlight. The man was nearly two meters tall, with curls on his bare upper body. The brown chest hair is as thick as wild grass in the forest, like a wild bear.

"This is the first time that the Man-Bear Butcher has entered the Death Arena in Beiguangzhou. Before this, the Man-Bear Butcher has fought many times in Death Arenas in Europe, Asia and Africa. He fought with weapons in the Death Arena. His record is 27 games, 21 wins, 4 draws, and 2 losses. He has a record of killing opponents 19 times. Because of his strong physique, he recovered extremely quickly after being injured twice. In the death arena, he was a man-bear. The Butcher is a veritable humanoid tank..."

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During the host's introduction, the Man-Bear Butcher walked to the altar crystal ball, cut his finger with an axe, and dripped blood on the altar crystal ball. After the altar crystal ball lit up with blue light, he was the first to walk in. The gladiatorial cage.

"The next person to take the stage is Punishment Whip, a newcomer in the Death Arena. This is his first fight in the Death Arena, and he will face the Man-Bear Butcher right away. The outcome is unpredictable..."

When the spotlight in the venue hit the exit of the passage, Xia Pingan, holding a black cobra steel whip and wearing an executioner's blood-red hood on his head, had silently walked out of the passage.

Xia Pingan did not carry a shield.

Under the scorching white spotlight, Xia Pingan's upper body was completely exposed, with strong and masculine muscles. The muscle lines were not exaggerated, they could only be considered well-proportioned, and there were no scars on his body.

The executioner's blood-red hood that Xia Pingan wore on his head was not conspicuous in a place like this.

In this place full of blood and brute force, scars and muscles are the passport. Xia Pingan, who walked out of the passage, looked a little delicate in the eyes of others, just like a girl who was dragged out with a red cloth blindfolded. Lamb to the slaughter.

On Xia Pingan's back, where others can't see, the incomparably powerful tattoo of Fudo Mingou covers Xia Pingan's entire back. Flames burn the void, and the blue dragon coils its giant sword, silently.