C2 (1/2)
Three hundred beastchildren, whose ages could not be determined, stood in a circle under the divine sword.
The tiger slaying beast tore off the beast skin around his waist and lifted it high up. A black sword was impressively drawn on the smooth side of the beast skin. A large word was written on the side of the sword: Spirit.
The sword's name was Black Blaze. Spirit was the undefeatable God of War.
Hot blood, anger, sorrow, and shouting. It was all for the fighting spirit in his heart. The beast children shouted in unison, ”General Ling is with us!”
A resounding oath echoed throughout the colosseum. The battle flag was raised, signaling the indestructible battle spirit.
”Release a group of beasts and seal the door.” A cold and firm voice was heard, and the scene immediately quietened down.
Beasts rushed out from all directions, their low growls sending shivers down one's spine. The audience erupted into cheers like never before, and there was even the sound of a horn being sounded.
Kill …
The beast baby under the godly sword roared as it rushed towards the besieging beasts, all kinds of man-eating beasts.
Their weapons were their own hands, followed by the limbs of the beasts.
Three hundred beast children, three thousand ferocious beasts, were fighting in a one hundred meter radius cage.
Tens of thousands of spectators all felt the same way. Let's make the biting and biting more intense, wild beasts.
A divine sword that seemed to fill the endless sky howled with the light of life, a blood-red light.
The battle continued for ten days and ten nights. The bottom of the Colosseum was filled with the corpses of wild beasts. The beast battle arena was filled with an aura of blood.
There were beast children dripping blood all over the place where their eyes were filled with corpses.
After the war ended, there were still thirteen beast children who had not fallen. They stood imposingly under the divine sword, looking up at the skies.
”Five silver coins.”
”Ten silver coins.”
… ….
A black arm was raised high into the air, and the beast skin banner once again appeared in front of his eyes.
”Brothers, are we worth 10 coins?”
”It's not worth it!”
”Do we want to live?”
”Yes.”
”What are you doing alive?” ”Kill everyone here!”
The Beast Battling Arena became deathly silent. In an instant, a monstrous laughter and insults exploded.
You can't even beat wild beasts, and you still want to kill people? The audience's enthusiasm turned to anger.
The beast's anger turned to enthusiasm.
Bang! A beast child jumped onto the body of the beast child who was standing upright under the godly sword.
Bang! Someone else jumped onto that person.
Thump, thump, thump. In a moment they were a ladder to the sword.
You want to take the sword? It was another good show! The furious audience suddenly had a new expectation.
The twelve-man ladder could already reach the sword, but they were waiting for the man with the flag to climb.
”The flag of the Ancient Kingdom will always be at the highest point. ”Go on, Ling Jun, hold the godly sword and destroy the mountains and rivers!”
”Grasping the divine sword, he stepped onto the mountains and rivers. The Beast Battling Arena crumbled, and the new kingdom was destroyed. ”
”How laughable, how laughable.” Whoosh! A throwing knife accompanied with a cold sound pierced through the air.
People could no longer remember how much spiritual wisdom this was. Although the Yang family was a slave, they never gave in. Every descendant of the family would have a person called Ling Jun.
Puchi! Yang Ling's right hand, which was holding the flag up high, was pierced. He had climbed the first flight of steps.
Pfft, pfft, another one in his left hand. He went up another level.
Puff, puff … Every step he took, he would have more throwing knives.
When he reached the eleventh person, he raised his right hand, wanting to hand the banner to the one at the top.
The twelfth knife held their hands together. At the same time, the eleventh person stopped Yang Lingjun and shouted: ”Let's go together!”
With two muffled thuds, the ladder was lowered by half a person's height. This was because the legs of the person at the bottom had been cut off.
The twelfth person suddenly pulled out his throwing knife, and Yang Ling rushed towards the top of his head.