People in Douluo, good at hugging thighs

"Is this the gladiator sent by the Star Luo Empire?" Ning Xiaotian stood still and looked forward.

The man is over 1.9 meters tall, wearing gilded light armor, with his chest carved into the shape of a raised lion's head. The joints of his limbs are wrapped in mail made of an unknown material, and his head is also covered by a black helmet connected to his chin.

shrouded.

The angular lips, nose and corners of the eyes outline a calm and stern face, looking like he is thirty years old.

Looking down, there is a long black knife on the side of the man's waist. The style is similar to the Tang Dao Ning Xiaotian saw in his previous life. It is long and straight, with a sharp blade. It is just wider. The blade is about three fingers wide and three feet long.

, there are two shallow ravines on both sides of the back of the knife. The handle is slender, nearly 30 centimeters long, and is tightly covered with black leather.

He pressed the handle of the knife with his thumb and looked at Ning Xiaotian quietly with solemn eyes.

"This man's steps are steady and orderly, and his waist is straight. He is completely different from the previous wild gladiators. He also has a strong military atmosphere. I am afraid he is not an active sergeant, but he is also the most elite kind."

"Such a person is difficult to be influenced by emotions. Even if he is injured, it will not affect the attack. He can only rely on hard power to win." Ning Xiaotian made a judgment. He had encountered such regular sergeants several times before, but his strength was not enough.

not tall.

After all, high-level soul masters who join the army will generally not be sent to other countries or be used as cannon fodder at the front of the battlefield. The chance of being captured alive is very low. In the Tiandou Empire, anyone with a soul power of level 40 can become a minor noble.

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In this world, no matter which country they are in, soul masters are highly regarded strategic resources.

In the center of the arena, the two men stared at each other in silence, waiting for the battle to begin.

Above the head, a young female referee spoke passionately about her opening remarks.

In the stands, the audience was talking a lot.

"What is this man's background? His armor is so exquisite, he can't be a paper tiger, right?"

"You know nothing! These are His Majesty's personal guards, the elite among the elite of the empire's troops, and the weakest one is also the Soul Emperor."

"Hiss... Soul Emperor." The crowd who didn't know the truth gasped.

"And he is also the peak soul emperor." In the observation room, Yu Luo Mian was also introducing to several people: "As for this golden warrior, my father had carefully observed him in the hall before, but he didn't notice anything. It seemed that he had something inside his body.

There is something blocking my prying eyes. However, judging from his face, this person should be around 20 years old, and his soul power will never exceed level 55."

He had never seen many 20-year-old soul kings in his life.

Tang Hao was 20 years old at the time and was only at the middle level of Soul King.

"The Soul King beats the peak Soul Emperor?"

Liu Erlong also looked cautious and commented: "This man named Jin is indeed brave."

Although she is straight-tempered, she is not stupid. She is very aware of the difficulty of this kind of cross-realm battle. Regardless of skills, her physical advantage is difficult to make up for. There is a difference of twenty thousand between the Soul Emperor and the Soul King.

Year Soul Ring.

"It's not just that his courage is commendable, he must have something to rely on if he dares to challenge the 39th game." Yu Luo Mian said, Tang Chen's battle that year could not help but come to mind, his body gradually straightened up, and he turned around and said:

"Take a good look. Although the soul power of these two people is not as good as ours, but in terms of combat skills and use of weapons, they may be better than us. Observing more will be helpful for future battles with weapon soul masters.

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"Yeah." The three people behind them nodded in response. They all understand at this age as they live and learn.

"I know...I know..." Liu Erlong waved his hands impatiently, but his eyes did not move.

"Uncle Zhong, do you think this Golden Warrior can win?" In another observation room, Davis turned to look at a middle-aged man on one side. This was an uncle of their Dai family, Dai Jiuzhong, a level 75 soul.

Saint, is responsible for the finishing work of this gladiatorial competition.

"It's hard to say." The man shook his head slightly. "Looking at the appearance alone, Golden Warrior is undoubtedly very young and has the most powerful soul king. Zhao Neiwei is a peak soul emperor, so he has an obvious advantage in terms of physical fitness."

"But the soul power of both sides has been sealed, so it depends on their respective combat skills and actual combat experience. First Prince, you also know that Tang Hao back then..." At this point, he did not continue.

"Hey, I really hope the Golden Warriors can win..." Davis sighed.

"The Golden Warrior can win 38 games in a row. He is undoubtedly a genius. If he can be recruited by the empire, it will be a great thing." Dai Jiuzhong said with a smile. With his strength, it is not too difficult to deal with a soul king this time.

easy.

"It's a pity that this golden warrior has never shown his true identity so far." Davis narrowed his eyes and said calmly: "Now that his identity is unknown, we can't force him. Otherwise, the people behind him will leave a trace to the empire.

It’s not a bad influence, but it’s bad. Uncle Zhong, after I finish talking to Jin Yongyong later, no matter what the outcome is, you must follow Jin Yongyong carefully and don’t lose him. Now there are many people in Gengxin City.

If there is a safety problem with the Golden Warriors, it will be the fault of the empire."

"Besides, I am also very curious about his origins."

"People like Golden Warrior can naturally only stay in our Star Luo Empire." Dai Jiuzhong said with a smile.

"This is also what Your Majesty meant."

"Then I'm relieved." Davis smiled and continued to look at the court.

Looking around, the noise in the arena has stopped.

The beautiful referee has also finished her final speech, and her slender hand is reaching for the button in front of her.

In the stands, everyone watched intently, not daring to make a sound.

"Dingling bells..." The piercing bell sounded, like a loud bell in this circular venue.

Drawing their knives and drawing their swords, the two of them struck at the same time, as if they had discussed it beforehand, and their figures rushed toward each other like a gust of wind.

"Qiang!" The swords and swords roared together, resounding in all directions.

"Such a lot of strength." Ning Xiaotian was so shocked that his jaw went numb, and he couldn't help but take half a step back.

Obviously, he lost in the competition of strength.

"So fast." The man in front didn't want to miss this opportunity, and the blade came at him again in just a moment. "Bang", Ning Xiaotian blocked with his sword, and the stone slab under his feet cracked in an instant.

Then, there was an attack like a wave, and then attack again, seemingly without stopping.

The man's steps were steady and orderly, and the blade in his hand was constantly launching attacks, stabbing, chopping, slashing, and slashing... One move after another, like a storm, poured into Ning Xiaotian's upper body vitals one by one in the simplest and most direct way.

"This is the Hundred Battles Sword Technique. He is indeed from the military." Ning Xiaotian saw the clues at a glance. Sword Douluo had traveled across the mainland for his profound sword skills, watched the battles of various weapon soul masters, and even went close to the battlefield to observe.

The combat skills exceed those of ordinary soldiers. The simplest are often the most deadly. These sword techniques are easy to learn but difficult to master. They are common sword techniques in the mainland army.

He has been a teacher for many years, so he naturally understands it.

The man in front of him has undoubtedly mastered this sword technique to the extreme, and there is no flaw in it.

"But killing me is not enough!"