Pirate’s General Tiger

For a man with such a record, Dunn already had guesses about the identity of the other party.

On the dueling stage below, a burly figure also held a long sword at this moment and stepped into the arena. He wore armor on his head, topless, shorts on his lower body, and a red cape behind him. When he reached the center of the stage, he stopped.

Without saying a word, he placed his great sword on the ground, holding the hilt in both hands and waiting quietly.

Dunn sat in the auditorium and quietly observed the legendary sword fighter.

The six gourd babies next to Dorrance have all stood up and stretched their necks to see the man more clearly. Around them, many spectators are also doing this kind of action. There is no doubt that the sword fighter below is already a star-like existence in the hearts of many people.

"Now, our undefeated swordsman, will fight his 2999th duel!"

In the air, the host's soaring and excited voice floated. Following such words, the audience also boiled, and loud screams continued.

"As long as he wins two more victories, he will become a legend of three thousand victories!"

The host's voice became more and more high and agitated.

"Gladiator! Gladiator! Gladiator!"

In the auditorium, a uniform voice sounded, and Tang En looked at the expressions on these people's faces and fell into madness. He even noticed that some people were pirates, and he was quite surprised.

But he soon figured out that it is human instinct to worship the strong, and it is incredible to maintain an undefeated in nearly 3,000 games like the sword fighter below.

Even he, from the beginning to the present, has experienced failures. The distance of 3,000 games is even worse!

Turning his eyes to the man below again, Tang En saw that even though there were voices full of admiration for him, the sword fighter still looked calm.

He stood up straight, motionless, just waiting for his opponent.

I have to say that Dunn admires this guy somewhat. The face exposed under the armor showed that the other party was not very old, just a few years older than him. But to be able to maintain such a victory is not only a factor of strength, but also luck!

"Now, we don't waste any more time, please come out with his 2999th opponent!"

The host shouted loudly.

"Victory! Victory! Victory!!"

In the audience, a thunderous voice sounded.

Tang En squinted his eyes and looked down. Opposite the sword fighter, a tall, muscular man walked out step by step with a mace.

"So strong!!"

Dorrance and the others said loudly.

Around them, the sound grew louder.

Don't think about it, the person who dares to stand up and be a sword fighter opponent at this time must also be a very powerful person who believes in his own fighting ability very much.

"His opponent has come out, and he is also a very powerful person! Wow, just looking at his figure makes me tremble!"

"He is 3.5 meters tall and weighs 200 kilograms. With his strength, he can easily smash stones and smash through the ground."

"Not long ago, I saw with my own eyes that this player, with his own strength, forcibly lifted a pirate ship and annihilated a pirate group!"

"He is really strong!"

Taking a deep breath, the host spoke loudly again into the microphone.

"To be honest, this time, it's the only time I'm worried that the Gladiator will fail!"

"Because, his opponent is really too powerful!"

The sound spread throughout the arena. At this moment, the strong man holding the mace put the mace in his hand on the ground. After a bang, the ground cracked open and a small hole was smashed.

"Oh! My God, I almost forgot to mention that the mace in his hand weighs 500 kilograms. With such a weight, you can imagine the serious consequences of hitting a human being!"

"Now, are you worried about the Gladiator too?"

The host's words made the audience more emotional.

He glanced at the boiling auditorium below, no longer wasting time, and waved his hand.

"Who will win this duel? Let's wait and see!"

"Now, I declare, the game begins!!"

As his words came out, the mace roared on the duel platform below.

His right hand suddenly clenched the handle of the mace, stepped forward, and ran quickly towards the sword fighter.

"Boom!"

As the strong man ran, the entire dueling field shook.

"This guy is too strong!"

Dorrance shouted, and Yuzi and the others were also excited.

This was the first time they were sitting in the audience and saw such a duel. This feeling is absolutely different from fighting with the enemy on weekdays.

With a smile on his face, Tang En was also watching the battle intently.

He saw that on the dueling stage below, the strong man moved, but the sword fighter still stood there with the hilt in both hands, without any movement, and seemed extremely calm.

"Bastard, are you underestimating me?"

With a loud roar, the strong man was already in front of the sword fighter. He raised his mace high and slammed it down at the opponent.

"Buzz!"

Even everyone in the audience could see the air above the sword fighter's head, and shuddered by the blow of this stick.

The strength of the strong man is extremely arrogant. If this stick goes down, I am afraid that it can smash a ship in an instant.

Just when the mace reached three inches above the sword fighter's head, the sword fighter, who had been standing still, suddenly moved.

The big sword in his hand, at some point in time, was already on the top of his head, and his figure was slightly bent forward at this moment, like a bow ready to go.

"boom!"

In the next second, the mace collided with the big sword, and there was a loud noise.

"Crack!"

The ground under the sword fighter's feet was cracked, and cracks appeared.

"what!"

The strong man shouted, holding the mace in one hand and pressing down hard, but the big sword lying in front of him did not move at all.

"My God! The sword fighter can actually compete with him in terms of strength!"

"This is something I didn't expect at all!"

The host's voice came.

Tang En squinted at this scene and was shocked.

The strength of the two people in this battle is absolutely formidable and terrifying. Even, with his physical fitness at the moment, he dare not say that he can beat these two people in the competition of pure strength.

The sword fighter held a sword in one hand, and the red cloak behind him was shaking because of the airflow generated by this collision.

The strong man had a ferocious face, still roaring and pressing down.

Suddenly, the sword fighter raised his head with a calm tone.

"Is that all there is to it?"

The strong man froze for a moment, then got angry.

"What did you say!!"

The mace in his hand suddenly retracted, and then raised again, smashing it down at the opponent.

But this time, the sword fighter suddenly retreated, then kicked the ground with his right foot, flew up, and blocked with a sword.

"when!"

The loud voice came out, the strong man was shocked, and the huge force came from the mace. Suddenly, his wrist was numb, and the mace came out of his hand, and he was actually disarmed.

Immediately afterwards, a light flashed in front of his eyes, and the great sword was already cutting towards him.

"puff!"

Bloodstains appeared, the sword fighter fell to the ground, the strong man was shocked, and a long slit was cut in his chest.

"you?!"

Opening his mouth to say such a sentence, the huge body of the strong man fell to the ground.

The audience fell into silence, the sword fighter retracted his sword, stood with his eyes closed again, and spit out three faint words from his mouth.

"Next!"

It was only at this moment that the host reacted, and shouted at the microphone with a very excited expression.

"victory!!!"

The atmosphere of the audience reached a climax and was extremely warm.

Dunn exhaled lightly, his eyes bright.

"Undefeated swordsman, Cyrus!"

"Is this the power of your prime?"

"It's really strong!"