Everyone strolled on the wide city streets of Odens, enjoying the style of the largest city in the empire.
Compared with the serious and solemn Hork City, the architectural styles of Odens City are more diverse. The planning of the city is a typical imperial style, square and neat, and the characteristics of each area are very distinctive.
In view of the huge city area, various beasts of burden were running on the roads, and the number of horse-drawn carriages also refreshed everyone's understanding. Moreover, Odens is one of the few cities in the empire where flights are not allowed. There are even simple flight route signs in the low sky, and the signs of major businesses are hung high.
These signs and signboards are all tied to iron cables, and the ends of the iron cables are the towering city walls.
As everyone walked, night fell. Although the night view of Odens City was not as colorful as the Soul-Calling Holy City, it still had its own unique beauty of order. The light sources in the city are highly unified, making the whole city look much brighter.
The nightlife in Odens is very rich. There are not only pubs, shopping malls, and entertainment venues that provide various special services, but also unique fighting arenas, colosseums, racetracks and other competitive venues. Compared with the Holy City of Soul Calling, there are many A bit of savage beauty.
The several colosseums and fighting arenas that everyone passed by were full of people, more lively than pubs, shopping malls and other places. It seemed that the martial Nalan Empire citizens preferred such places with violent elements.
Ofina followed the style of eating wherever she went, and tried all the common roadside snacks and authentic local dishes.
However, as soon as the novelty of being teased by Rogge wore off, the girl picked up trouble at the roadside stall and asked Rogge to remember the styles of these dishes and cook them for her at home.
While shopping, Roger heard vendors saying that there were more people coming from outside these days and business was obviously much better.
The Imperial College Competition officially begins the day after tomorrow. The extra outsiders are not only students from major colleges, but also students who come spontaneously but unfortunately failed, talent scouts from various armies, and adventurers who want to learn something through the competition. , nobles and commoners watching the excitement.
Nowadays, the city of Odens is neat and orderly on the surface, but secretly it can be described as a mixed bag of people.
The shop owners don't care about this. Maintaining law and order is the responsibility of the city defense army. The biennial competition is a great opportunity for them to make money, and they can't waste a minute.
The vast city of Odens cannot be visited in one afternoon. Everyone planned to watch one more fighting match before returning to the dormitory of Charles College.
Everyone chose the busiest fighting arena nearby, bought tickets and entered the venue, only to find that the venue was filled with a strong smell of blood.
What happened in this fighting arena tonight was a fight to the death. The bloody fighting arena ignited the hormones of the onlookers, but aroused the disgust of everyone in Rogge. Especially Elena, she couldn't accept this barbaric way of entertainment.
One party on the field beat the other party until his arm was bent and the arm bones were poked out. He then hit his opponent with a few heavy punches until he was beyond recognition. He fell to the ground convulsingly, with feces and urine flowing on the floor, and it looked like he would not survive.
The audience roared and cheered excitedly, but Rogge and others seemed very calm.
Their abnormality aroused the displeasure of the nearby spectators, who pushed and pushed them, and even directly extended their hands to the beautiful girls in the team.
But girls are not easy to mess with. Electricity surges around Madeline, Filia is surrounded by flames, Ophina holds Elena in her arms, six swords of light are close to her, as long as you dare to take action, then Let you leave a posture of one hand.
In the face of beautiful women, there are always those who are not afraid of death and rely on their strength to reach out to grab the tall Madeleine.
Lunt, who was right next to Madeline, saw this and grabbed the hand and squeezed it hard!
"Crack!" The crisp but heart-wrenching sound of bone breaking was buried in the cheers of the audience, and only those nearby could hear it.
"Get out!" Lunt let out a thunderous roar, used his arm strength, pinched the man's wrist, swung it out, and used his throwing skills to throw him away!
"ah!!"
"Bang!" The man screamed and hit the ground hard, making no sound. The whole arm of the pig-handed man was bent at an unnatural angle. The blood under his body was unknown whether it was his or left over from the previous death fight. .
The sudden change made the fighting arena quiet, and the audience's eyes focused on the "embarrassed" Lunt.
"What are you looking at?! This is what happens when you reach out randomly!" Lunt yelled.
The tall and mighty Lunt's voice should have shocked the whole audience, but the people who came to watch the fight to the death, except for uninformed people like Rogge and others, were not good people.
In other words, they are cruel and bloodthirsty people at heart.
Lunt was booed and verbally abused by the crowd, led by the companions of the man who had been thrown onto the field.
"Where did this stupid guy come from? How dare you act wild in this Black Thorn Fighting Arena!"
"What the hell are you looking at? I just want to see it! Come and dig out my eyes if you can!"
"Don't tell me, that girl behind him is really good-looking, with this body and this ass, tsk tsk tsk!"
"Even though the two of them are quite different in size, I really don't know how they did it!"
"What else can we do, just..." A man with a lewd face deliberately whispered into his companion's ear for a while, and then the two of them laughed at the same time, looking at Lunt and Madeleine with lustful eyes, "Hahaha! "
"Hey! Look, not only the girl in purple clothes, but also the others next to her are also top-notch!"
"Holy shit, it's true! That little girl in white must taste good!"
"I like the one in red. I've never seen such a beautiful girl!"
This fighting arena is simply a gathering place for gangsters and gangsters. They may be well-dressed during the day, but when they get here, they all tear off their disguises.
"Everyone be quiet!" An ordinary-looking middle-aged man appeared from a hidden room on the right side of the stand. Those special hidden rooms were specially designed for distinguished guests to watch the fight.
"If you cause trouble in my Black Thorn Fighting Arena, don't even think about leaving without a few fights, don't you think so?"
"Yes Yes!"
"Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!" the audience began to shout rhythmically and booed.
"This person has offended me first. We have no intention of stirring up trouble, so we'll take our leave now." Rogge didn't want to get too entangled with the clowns, so he turned around and left the fighting ring.
Several big men who looked like thugs closed the door and blocked him in the venue with their bodies. The audience also gathered around.
"I told you, don't leave without a fight! The Blackthorn Fighting Arena will never tolerate troublemakers!" the venue owner shouted, "Of course, you can leave if you leave the women behind."
Rogge knew that it was useless to reason with these people. It had to be determined whether the fists were strong enough. In this case, instead of rushing out directly, it would be better to give those who say dirty words a lesson.
"For your safety, it's not too late for us to leave now." Rogge gave his final advice.
"Hahaha! Quite crazy!" Everyone laughed loudly, thinking that Rogge was bluffing. Strong wind
Rogge shook his head and said: "Lunt, let go and take a breath. Nana, cover Xiaona's eyes."
"Okay." Lunt geared up.
"Okay." Ofina covered Elena's eyes, but Elena opened the two gaps with her little hands.
On the field, Lunt took off his shirt, revealing his extremely strong muscles, and said loudly: "I can fight, but I require that in addition to your boxers, the people I choose must also play!"
The ringmaster sneered: "Boy, I admit that your muscles are okay, but fighting is not about who has more developed muscles. If you want to survive, I advise you not to be too arrogant!"
Lunt chuckled and shouted: "What are you afraid of? I beat several people without saying anything, how can you still be fair? And I changed my mind. I want you to come down and fight!"
Lunt's words made waves again. This ordinary-looking owner was a fighting champion. He had been famous for many years, but few people dared to challenge him.
This group of spectators don't care about the majesty of the host, they just want to watch the fun, and the bigger the event, the better.
Lunt's provocation was to their liking, and the rhythmic shouting sounded again.
"Okay!" the venue owner shouted, "Since you want to die so much, then I will help you! You can choose any person in this venue! After three games, if you are still alive, I will fight you!"
Lunt said no more, and stretched out his hand to point at the five people who had just scolded the most fiercely, spoke the most unpleasant and filthy words one by one.
Four of the five people had fierce looks in their eyes and were eager to try. The last one actually gave in and crawled to the ground to escape towards the exit of the venue.
"Bang!" The thug blocking Rogge and others knocked him to the ground with a sap.
Seeing that Lund had finished counting everyone, the owner of the ring said: "Boy, five at a time... Oh, there are four left, you are really crazy! In this first round, it is just the four of them, and our boxers will not participate for the time being. "
"No! Come together, or you won't be able to warm up!" Lunt said.
The owner of the field stared at Lunt for a few seconds and said fiercely: "Huh, you are looking for death!"
The host waved his hand, and a boxer who was almost the same height and build as Lunt came on the field with his fists clenched.
Suddenly, a person who looked like an attendant came out of the secret room and called the owner in. Within a minute, the owner came out with a smile of unknown meaning on his face.
The four people who were spotted by Lund were already in the venue, and the host shouted: "When the drums stop, the fighting match begins, a fight to the death, no matter life or death!"
"Boom! Boom! Boom!" The drums sounded louder and louder, and the audience's voices became louder and louder. When the emotion reached its peak, the drums stopped and the fighting began!
Those four people rushed towards Lunt first and attacked with their most severe methods!
But in the eyes of Lunt, who has fought many warcraft, these methods are just like the playfulness of a few-year-old child.
Lunt is not smart mentally, but his body is top-notch. He can be said to be world-class from the neck down.
I saw that the big guy didn't dodge, he used enough strength to fight head-on with fists and legs!
How could those four gangsters who had not reached the intermediate level be the opponent of the advanced warrior Lunt? They were defeated as soon as their fists and feet came into contact.
Just hearing a few dull sounds of hitting flesh, the four people flew backwards in different postures. The same thing was that the punches and feet were all twisted. The most serious one even touched the root of his thigh with his toes!
The four people howled loudly in pain, their voices louder than the voices of the audience that gradually became lowered.
Lunt's ability to control the body is undoubtedly the best among the team. He exerted just the right amount of force and was able to cripple these four people while keeping them from fainting and clearly feeling the severe pain of broken bones.
They should not use foul language to insult everyone, especially Madeleine.
They succeeded in irritating Lunt, and suffering was the price that had to be paid.
Lunt spread his palms flat and hooked his four fingers at the boxer, provoking him.
The boxer's face changed from joking to serious. He spat to the side, tightened his arms, accelerated towards Lunt, and punched out with a brazen punch!
"Bang!" Lunt punched the boxer right in the face. The boxer fell straight to the ground, his hands and feet twitching.
There was a long-lost silence in the Blackthorn Fighting Arena.
