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He is invincible, and he will win me more honors.

He is invincible, and he will win me more honors.

In the afternoon sunshine, Dodd’s ugly face flashed with a smug smile and was killed with a knife. This is the knot he most wanted to see, and it is also an affirmation of Hart’s strength.
The next two gladiators were still killed by Dodd gladiator Hart, and it was over when there was little wave.
Although this kind of fighting has no appreciation, it is a passion, but it is a favorite of beasts and demons to increase or decrease blood killing. In this seemingly flat era, in this era when no one dares to wage war easily, the bloody fighting of gladiators can arouse their long-lost passion to the maximum extent, so that they can feel the joy of fighting, and the gladiators in all cities can prove the physical strength of each duke, including each race. They are excited about the deepest reasons.
Tully, it’s your turn to be a gladiator. Haha, how long do you think Hart will cut your gladiator in two? Ten seconds, one minute or more?
Dodd defiantly looked at the top position of the five cities in western Tully, which has been occupied by Tully for a long time. This time, his gladiator can defeat Tully, which will not make him feel sick for a long time, but can also be used as a bargaining chip to ask Mulin, the demon king, to take charge of the five cities in western Tully.
At the thought of Liddell’s intense emotion, he couldn’t help celebrating the upcoming victory.
Maybe my gladiator will win the final victory. Don’t be too proud, Dodd.
Tully snorted that he was very dissatisfied with Dodd’s provocative attitude, and there was a deep warning in his tone, which meant that he was angry in his repressed heart.
hahahaha
Get carried away Tally laughed and answered.
Tall and strong lake field
He wore a pair of coarse shorts to cover his body.
As soon as the small corner door opened, he came from the dark little room.
The monsters were surprised to find that the tall gladiator had no weapons in his hand.
Hey, are you as stupid as a gladiator? Doesn’t he know that having no weapon in the fighting field is tantamount to declaring himself dead?
Dodd’s eyes widened in surprise but he didn’t forget to continue satirizing Tully.
Tully didn’t know much about this situation, so he continued to hum without answering.
Bagu, what’s the matter? Why isn’t Rick armed? Can he set out to beat that big guy?
Tully was obviously dissatisfied with Bagu’s arrangement. He was not worried about Rick’s life and death. For him, Rick’s death was equivalent to an ant’s life and death, and his heart was his own position.
He said that hands can also kill opponents.
Bagu said with trepidation that he didn’t tell Tully the truth for fear that Tully would be furious and tear himself to pieces.
You idiot believe a weak human.
Tully growled and clenched his fist at Bagu.
Rick really lost and died in the fighting field. He will also kill Bagu to vent his anger.
Believe me, Lord, he is very powerful now. His hands can tear up a giant bear. His hands are the best weapons.
The ancient low argue but the in the mind is seven.
Kill the opponent with bare hands in front of you. Don’t spare him just because he has surrendered to you. You must have his blood. I won the honor. Hahahaha.
Dodd won’t let Tully suddenly get up on the high platform and wave his hands and shout.
Tully’s face turned blue and white in the roar of laughter from the demon race, which was extremely embarrassing.
Chapter 10 Fighting
The afternoon sun was dazzling, dragging Hart’s shadow to the ground for a long, long time.
Hart is a lonely and lonely heart in the majestic mountain body in the fighting field.
He watched intently as the tip of the knife gradually dropped a drop of thick blood, but his heart was numb and painful.
Another similar person fell to his sword in this bloody fighting field, satisfying those beasts and demons and killing many similar people in pursuit of excitement. He has lost count.
Did you kill your opponent and move on?
No, that’s not the real answer. It’s not his deep goal to drag out an ignoble existence. He wants to keep looking for the best opportunity in the process of living. This long knife stained with similar blood is ruthlessly inserted into the heart of a most noble beast and demon, and it’s worth it even if it is chopped up by the disorderly blade and torn to pieces and swallowed by the beasts and demons.
In order to achieve this goal, he must live his human dignity and get back a corresponding statement, that is, thousands of similar blood to pay homage to him, and he will not hesitate to take a long knife.