Chapter 229: The Fight

In the arena, the leopard Qi Ying suddenly raised the short sword in his hand and roared towards the north side of the stands.

The nobles and civilians in the stands around suddenly became more and more crazy. When they looked down from a high point, the leopard roaring towards the sky seemed to be a strong leopard. The bulging neck seemed as thick as the head, and it was full of wild power, giving people a sense of powerlessness that even you can't even pinch it.

The leopard Qi Ying roared to the sky for a while, and suddenly made another action beyond everyone's expectations. He actually reached out to spread the ragged leather robe on his waist. In an instant, there was no strand on his body, and it was exposed naked under the noses of hundreds of thousands of nobles and civilians. The tyrannosaurus under his crotch had already raised his head and raised his chest. Seeing this extremely strong scene, the women in the stands around him screamed so hard that their voices were almost hoarse. The ladies in the stands on the north side were all pounding their hearts, their pink faces flushed, and they couldn't help but start to think about how hot and what it would be if they were penetrated by such a male object?

On the rostrum on the north side, the old man in the Chinese uniform glanced at the leopard with jealousy and enviousness, leaned into the loudspeaker and shouted: "Before the official show is staged, you might as well give me an appetizer first, and invite the Eighteen Warriors of the Rising Sun Kingdom in the South!"

"Ao..."

The leopard Qi Ying suddenly turned around and looked at the largest arched door under the stands on the north side. The roar suddenly became more and more high.

Amid the roar of the leopards and the cheers of hundreds of thousands of spectators, the originally closed iron fence slowly began to rise. The next moment, eighteen fully armed soldiers rushed out of the inside. After the eighteen soldiers rushed out of the round door, they surrounded the leopards that were roaring towards the sky holding short swords.

On the rostrum, the voice of the old man in the Chinese uniform continued: "These eighteen warriors are the most famous brave men in the Rising Sun Kingdom. They have killed tiger-headed whales in the deep sea, and have also killed flying winged dragons in the deep mountains. They have also gone deep into the Death Desert and the most evil Fire Knights, all over their bodies... But today, their good luck is obviously over, because they meet leopards... Qi Ying!"

When the old man in the Chinese uniform explained passionately, the leopard Qi Ying always roared to the sky, while posing with wild beauty from time to time, looking very enjoyable. Or, after so many years of fighting career, he has become accustomed to such occasions, and he has become accustomed to listening to the cheers of the nobles and people of the imperial capital.

Almost as the old man in the Chinese clothing finished his explanation, the leopard Qi Ying moved. He neither strided nor made a tight defensive posture, but walked very casually towards the soldier who looked like the leader among the Eighteen Rising Sun Warriors. In that situation, he seemed not fighting for his life, but was preparing to come forward to chat with his old friends.

But the Rising Sun Armored soldier who was locked by the leopard could not feel at all. He had already felt the cold murderous intent and blocked the solid round shield in front of him as fast as possible. At the same time, he shouted at the other seventeen soldiers around him: "Line in line, listen to my command, prepare..."

The other seventeen soldiers set off their posture at the same time. The spear, sword, sharp axe and steel fork in their hands were aimed at the leopards in the encirclement at the same time. The two soldiers responsible for throwing fishing nets had also set off their postures. However, when the leader gave the order, they would throw out the fishing nets in their hands without hesitation. This fishing net was not an ordinary fishing net, but made of stainless steel, and was specially used to hunt the most ferocious beasts.

"attack!"

The leader of the Eighteen Rising Sun Warriors finally issued an order to attack.

"sand!"

A fishing net was thrown up all over the sky, and it instantly scattered into a spider web of nearly three feet in a radius, covering the leopard in the middle of the encirclement. Almost at the same time, fifteen cold weapons had already slashed towards the leopard from more than a dozen different directions. If the leopard was covered by the fishing net, he would definitely be dismembered by these fifteen weapons.

However, leopards are just leopards, so how could they be so easily covered? If leopards are so easily settled, then he would not have been the king in the Lojing Arena for three years!

"instigate!"

Just as the fishing net was about to fall on his head, the leopard Qi Ying's figure suddenly began to accelerate. With just a flash, he left the place ghostly. The fishing net that was originally covered with a vague afterimage, but the leopard had already arrived behind a soldier. The short sword in his hand hit the soldier's vest and a pig-like howl suddenly sounded in the arena.

Seeing the blood on the field, the audience in the stands around became more and more excited. The huge sound waves were almost overturned. The strong guardrails around also began to tremble in the huge sound waves, and dust and sand fell from time to time.

"Stop him, damn it!"

"What's going on? Can you throw the net quickly?"

Seeing that the attack was not hit, several soldiers immediately began to complain about their companions.

Although these Eighteen Warriors are veterans who have been through the battlefield for a long time, they have been spoiled over the years. They have not tasted setbacks for a long time and have almost forgotten how to face setbacks. The leader of the Eighteen Warriors is still clear-headed and immediately shouted: "Don't fucking noise, just twist the bastard's neck first!"

Underground cell.

Meng Hu suddenly felt the bluestone floor under his feet tremble gently. When he looked up quickly, he suddenly found that there were a lot of dust and gravel falling from the cracks in the ceiling above his head. The huge sounds on the ground several meters high could even penetrate such a deep distance and pour into Meng Hu's ears.

"Bang!"

The sound of the iron door opening suddenly sounded outside the cell.

Looking back slowly, the two guards had already walked in under the escort of the two black-robed guards left by Shi Miyuan. One of the guards walked to a place ten steps away from Meng Hu, and said tremblingly: "Meng...General Meng Hu, I...I'm just a guard in the arena. There is an old mother of eighty years old at home, and a son who has just been full moon. You...Don't kill me..."

Meng Hu laughed.

"If you promise not to kill me, I... I will open the shackles on your hands." The guard swallowed hard, and cold sweat began to ooze from his forehead. "You won't kill me, right... you are a famous general, no... you won't be able to get along with a little person like me, right?"

Meng Hu ignored it. He was never willing to kill anyone who was not good for him, but he was definitely not a person who killed innocent people indiscriminately.

If you kill the guard in front of you, you can get the key, open the shackles on your hands and feet, and help yourself escape from this iron cage. Meng Hu would never mind killing this guy, but the problem is that this guy only has the key to the shackles and no shackles. Even killing him will be useless. It is ridiculous to capture him as a hostage. Even Han Feng can't be a hostage, let alone this unknown little pawn.

The guard finally made up his mind and stepped forward to open the handshakes for Meng Hu, then retreated to a safe distance as quickly as possible. Then the four of them left the room again. Just as Meng Hu was confused, a harsh cooing sound suddenly sounded on his head. When he looked up quickly, he saw that the ceiling above his head, which was also made of bluestone slabs, was actually divided into two halves, and slowly shrank towards both sides. A dark, straight upward passage was revealed on the top of his head.

In the arena, the fierce battle is coming to an end.

The eighteen warriors of the Rising Sun Kingdom had all fallen into a pool of blood. Except for the leader, the other seventeen warriors were all in different places. At this moment, the leader had also been tied to the neck of the leopard Qiying. The sharp short sword in the leopard's hand had been aimed at the leader's neck, and then he looked up at the North Stand...

"Kill him!"

"Kill him!"

"Kill him!"

The audience in the stands around shouted wildly.

In the North Stand, the imperial emperor Meng Yan slowly stood up, enjoying the tsunami-like cheers of hundreds of thousands of noble civilians, while slowly raising his right hand, then raised his thumb and pointed his thumb at the ground. The next moment, the civilians in the stands around him suddenly cheered like a blowout.

In the arena, a trace of inexplicable hideousness suddenly flashed across the face of the leopard Qi Ying. He strangled the neck of the leader of the Rising Sun Warrior with a short sword and gently tweaked it. A bloody head had already rolled to the ground. The red blood splashed up from the broken neck, splashing Qi Ying's head and face. Qi Ying reached out to wipe it, rubbed the blood all over her face, and then smiled strangely.

The corpse with its head removed fell to the ground, and a large amount of blood gushed out from the broken neck, and the ground was instantly moistened red.

In front of the rostrum of the North Stand, the old man in the Chinese costume suddenly raised his right hand, and the audience in the alleys stopped the hustle and bustle. In less than a moment, the entire arena began to quiet. The old man in the Chinese costume showed a hint of satisfaction on his face, and he roared in the most passionate tone of his life with a megaphone: "Now, the real good show has begun, the invincible beast, the traitor of the empire - Meng Hu, came on the stage..."

In the long tail sound of the old man in Chinese clothing, the ground in the center of the arena suddenly cracked out of thin air, revealing a square hole, which was dark and seemed to blow out of it. Under the expectant eyes of hundreds of thousands of viewers, a strong figure suddenly rose from the hole.

Sitting in a private room closest to the guardrail, Princess Chaoxia Meng Yan's delicate body suddenly began to tremble gently, and the originally bright beautiful eyes suddenly felt wet, because the person who rose from the hole was either someone else, or her lover Meng Hu whom she was thinking about in the siege!

In the big box, Meng Yan suddenly turned around and looked at Shi Miyuan behind him with some concern.

As if he guessed the worry in Meng Yan's heart, Shi Miyuan smiled and said, "Your Majesty, don't worry. Although Meng Hu's shackles were untied, the shackles on his feet were still locked. He could not escape. Besides, even if he broke free from the shackles, he would never escape from the palm of the old minister, because he had been slapped with chronic poison by the old minister. If he did not have the special antidote made by the old minister, even if he escaped, he would eventually escape and die."

"call."

Meng Yan exhaled and reiterated the old saying, "But, should we do something? For example, remove one of his legs or cut the one under his crotch, so that he will never be a man for the rest of his life?"

"Oh, no, Your Majesty." Shi Miyuan shook his head and smiled sinisterly, "If Meng Hu's arms or legs are removed, it will seriously affect his force. In this way, he will not be able to hold on in the arena for too long and will not be able to provide His Majesty with too much fun, right? As for the one under his crotch, the old minister has a good idea."

"Oh, what's the good idea?" Meng Yan asked happily, "Speak up and listen."

Shi Miyuan said in a dark voice: "When Meng Hu can't stand the torture and starts exhausted, His Majesty can personally go on stage to fight him. Then he will cut off his one and cut off his head. At that time, His Majesty can not only avenge Meng Hu to take away Zhao Qinghan's long-standing revenge, but also leave a glorious image of invincible courage in the hearts of the people of the empire."

"hiss……"

After listening to Shi Miyuan's words, Meng Yan's eyes couldn't help but narrow. No matter what, this was a really good idea.

Seeing Meng Yan's heart-warming look, Shi Leyuan's heart was filled with a smug smile. He had known that Meng Yan would never resist such temptation, because in the Middle Earth world, fighting is not only a barbaric entertainment, but also an activity that is highly admired and sought after. All the nobles enjoy it. This thing is like taking drugs, and if you play too much, you will inevitably become addicted.

"Leopard!"

"Leopard!"

"Leopard!"

Since Meng Hu ascended to the ground, the people of the imperial capital in the stands around began to cheer again. Although Meng Hu's superb force had long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, he has now become a traitor to the empire. In the hearts of many people, Meng Hu is just the son who killed their son, husband or father, so of course they would support Hua Bao Qiying on the side.

Leopard Qi Ying held up the dagger again, roaring to the sky while greeting the audience in the stands. From beginning to end, he did not look at Meng Hu directly, as if there was no such opponent in his eyes, or, in his eyes, Meng Hu had become a dead person, although he could still breathe at this moment.

Meng Hu's expression was cold and turned a deaf ear to the noise around him.

In the North Stand Unit, Meng Yan suddenly asked Shi Miyuan: "What do you think will be the result?"

Shi Miyuan smiled sinisterly and said in a very confident tone: "The result is obvious. Although the leopard Qi Ying has also killed many gladiators, it was in the arena. The fight on the arena can never be compared with the real battlefield, while Meng Hu was honed from countless battles on the battlefield."

Meng Yan nodded and said, "I think so too, but Meng Hu hasn't eaten for several days after all, and he is seriously at a loss in physical strength. Look, he seems to be almost unable to stand firmly."

Shi Miyuan said in a dark voice: "Meng Hu's willpower is far superior to ordinary people, and his endurance is far superior to that of ordinary people. Even if he is not allowed to eat for seven days, as long as he is thrown on the battlefield, he will still be the formidable tiger, and he can still charge and be invincible."

"Then I have to take a good look."

Meng Yan said with a grim voice, "What's more, I don't want Meng Hu to die in the hands of the leopard so easily. I have to cut off his head with my own hands. What do you think of me?"

Shi Miyuan laughed sinisterly, and Meng Yan also laughed loudly.

In the arena, Qi Ying finally lowered her high head, and her cold eyes locked Meng Hu for the first time. Meng Hu narrowed her eyes slightly and stood there with bare hands. Her face still had the cold and indifferent expression, as if everything about to happen in front of her had nothing to do with him, and he was just an irrelevant spectator.

"Aoha..."

Qi Ying suddenly raised the short sword in his hand and rushed towards Meng Hu in a stance.

Meng Hu remained motionless, and his slightly narrowed eyes still did not open.

The pace that Qi Ying had just taken suddenly shrank back. Although this guy has been hiding in the arena for the past three years, this does not mean that he doesn't know what's happening outside. He has heard of Meng Hu's name, and it can even be said to be well-known. A person who can take the head of an enemy general from thousands of troops is definitely not an easy person to deal with!

Qi Ying is not a stupid leopard, on the contrary, he is also a very cunning hunter.

Seeing that Meng Hu was not moved by his bluff, Qi Ying knew that things were a little tricky, so she had no choice but to circle around Meng Hu. Meng Hu still did nothing. Even though Qi Ying had already been behind him, he still had no reaction. In fact, he was waiting for a proper opportunity.

Because Meng Hu understood that his physical strength was far inferior to his opponent. After not having enough food for a few days, Meng Hu's physical strength was almost exhausted. The only amount of physical strength left in his body can only support his vigorous action for a moment. Therefore, if he cannot hit the target with one blow, then today will definitely be the ending of death on the spot.

Meng Hu is never afraid of death, but he will never wait to die. Until the last moment, he will never give up easily.

The leopard Qi Ying circled Meng Hu twice, but never found any flaws. The opponent in front of him stood there, which seemed casual, but gave Qi Ying the feeling of a lurking tiger. He did not open his bloody mouth, his hideous fangs, nor his sharp minions, but no one knew when it would launch a fatal blow!

When a real master fights, the winner is often only in one breath, and life and death will be seen within one round. The fighting that can determine the winner for a long time is very attractive, but it is all empty. It is just a thing to coax people.
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