"So many people?" Ning Xiaotian frowned slightly. Looking from a distance, he saw that there were already overcrowded outside the arena, and there were people pouring in from the streets and alleys, looking here from time to time.
He is 1.77 meters tall with boots, has black hair and silver eyes, and is wearing black armor, even his mouth and nose are covered.
Such striking features are easily recognized.
It has to be said that Ning Xiaotian's height has grown rapidly in recent months.
In his previous life, a monthly growth of 7 mm was normal for his age group. In this world, he still had the energy from the soul bones in his arms to continuously transform his body, and the blood beads in his lower Dantian also greatly increased his appetite and digestion ability.
Not only his height, but also his strength is constantly growing. Ning Xiaotian feels that his body is changing every day. The feeling of soreness and numbness in the bones of the whole body after practicing, makes him feel very comfortable even when he stretches.
"In response to Wilkin's judgment, more and more people are coming to Gengxin City." He walked steadily towards the gate without stopping. The morning sun was hanging slanting, the dark armor reflected the orange light, and the shadows under the feet stretched and spread forward.
People consciously gave way to a passage, with expressions ranging from surprise, curiosity, and enthusiasm.
"He is Jin Can? He doesn't look tall or strong, but he can win 36 times in a row." Someone covered his mouth and asked his companion. He was a soul master who came here because of his reputation. In the soul master world, a man around 20 years old is considered short at 1.8 meters.
"Brother, you won't say that when you see him play a match." His companion responded in a low voice and elbowed him to indicate, "Quickly, we are all late. There are so many people, it will be troublesome to enter later."
In view of the increasing number of people in the city, additional seats were temporarily added to the arena, otherwise they would not have been able to buy tickets yesterday.
Tatata, the stone paved floor made a crisp sound, and the lingering sound filled the hall, but there was no human voice.
The man's throat was rolling, and he didn't dare to say the words stuck in his mouth. He dragged his companion aside and watched quietly.
His eyes followed the movement of the figure that everyone was watching closely until he came to the counter.
"Continue hand-to-hand combat." Ning Xiaotian paused for a moment and walked towards the corridor leading to the waiting room.
He is the only one in the entire arena who is qualified to compete in the protagonist arena, and there is no need to queue up.
"Yes, Golden Warrior!" The receptionist's heart tingled. Looking at Ning Xiaotian who had disappeared into the corridor, she quickly picked up the communication device from the table and said, "Steward, Golden Warrior is here, request."
Before he finished speaking, a violent roar erupted in the hall.
"The Golden Warrior is in! Come on, let's get in quickly!"
"Fuck! Don't crowd, don't crowd." The audience came in with their mouths and buttocks touching each other, and they crowded together in a commotion.
"Steward, what should I do?" On the top floor of the arena, the man in green turned to look at the old man, looking anxious.
"Cold salad!" The old man rolled his eyes at him, flicked his right hand, and a silver gun appeared in his palm. He raised his left hand and gently rubbed the gun barrel, murmuring in a low voice, "Old man, it seems that we are going to fight together again today."
Having said that, he ignored the man in green and walked to the window, hearing the sound of the gun tail hitting the ground. His body was majestic and upright, and his eyes were like eagle eyes scanning below. The scorching white sun rises against the dome, and the beams of light shine down through the window sill. The wind blows gently, and the skirt of the clothes is close to the chest, with scars as big as index fingers exposed on the collar, and the hem of the skirt is flying under the body.
The man in green's eyes were red, and he looked at that figure blankly, as if he had returned to the anxious battlefield.
The general charged forward with his angry horse in bright clothes, and they were protected behind him. His trembling heart calmed down, and endless courage emerged. "Men of the Star Luo Empire, charge with me!" The general raised his gun and shouted, and his horse turned into a strong wind. Rush towards the enemy line.
Behind him, countless men attacked, and the ground trembled, as if it was going to crush everything.
"General." The man in green murmured, and then quickly walked to the old man's side, his chest straightened.
Under the window sill, there were crowds of people, like a marching ant colony, pouring out from all directions.
A quarter of an hour later, looking down from above, it was already pitch black.
Only a small round area in the field glowed orange in the sunlight.
Tatata. The footsteps are light, and the dust is blown back by the wind, silently rolling back.
In the center of the field, two figures, one black and one silver, stood majestically.
After the clear female voice of "Ding Ling Ling", harsh bells sounded from all directions.
"Boom, boom. clang." The domineering knives and the fierce swords collided with each other, and the passionate air waves spread from the feet. The dusty sand rose from the gaps in the floor, swept around, and spread around like rocks falling into the blue pool. open.
With a click, the ground was overwhelmed and shattered.
The light of the sword was like a shooting star, and the light of the sword was like a curtain. The two figures were shaken and each took a step back.
Immediately, there was a more intense confrontation. There were no gorgeous moves, only simple collisions. The strong sunlight was mixed with flying sparks, which burst out between the swords and swords, creating an even more blazing light.
"So strong!" The people watching all had such thoughts and were dumbfounded.
"It's exciting!" Ning Xiaotian was excited. The opponent's speed could actually keep up with his attack, and even his strength was not far behind. He parried his chops every time, but his reaction was slightly flawed and he could only fight violently. Counterattack after collision.
After all, his mental power is very strong and he is always one step ahead when making moves.
This is also Ning Xiaotian's biggest advantage, so he has been relying on fierce attacks to find flaws.
In terms of physical strength, with blood beads in his belly, soul bones in his hands, and dual blessings, he has never been afraid of anyone.
But only with his hands. The blessing of two soul bones makes his arms extremely powerful and tough, but his spine and legs are shortcomings in comparison. If his opponent has absolutely crushing power, he will You can only avoid it.
Unfortunately, there is none on the opposite side.
The battle continues.
Ning Xiaotian attacked fiercely, leaving no breathing space for his opponent. At the same time, he concentrated on carefully observing the details of his opponent's moves and body linkage.
Fighting is like this. It is not only the waving of arms and the collision of weapons, but also the mobilization of every muscle and sinew in the body to jointly exert force. Even if it is an evasive movement, one move will affect the whole body.
The nearly two-meter size gives the opponent in front of him great strength, and the exquisite light armor gives him good defense. Coupled with the good speed, even if he has a sharp sword in his hand that is not inferior to the top initial weapon Wuhun, It is also difficult to break the defense and damage the physical body in a short period of time. "It seems that my action of slicing through the light armor with my sword made the arena alert." Ning Xiaotian thought about cause and effect.
The gladiators in front of them were equipped with fine iron armor.
"But, how many swords can it block?" His sword is made of Hanxin Iron Essence, one of the hardest metals in the world. The manager of the arena probably doesn't even recognize him, let alone hire someone. Built.
In a life and death battle, equipment can also bring great advantages.
(End of chapter)
