Pol's face turned pale, he did complain about Thunder, but he didn't want Ray to die. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info He suddenly realized that he might have forgotten that the shadow of death had never left him because he had been comfortable for too long, and as long as he was negligent, Ray would be his end!

This time the gladiatorial fight was a duel between Lord Cruise's gladiatorial arena and another gladiatorial arena, and the opposing gladiator, after killing Pol, shouted arrogantly that Lord Cruise was insulting him by sending such a small man to fight him.

Saiya looked at July and Pol with a mocking smile on his face, the shame that July brought him made him full of hatred for these children, and if he killed a thunder, he felt much happier at last.

"Boy, you're going to die like Thunder too!" Saiya said to Pol with a sneer.

He also had a purpose in letting Ray die in front of Bol, that is, to make Bol afraid, in this gladiatorial arena, as long as you are afraid, it already means that you have lost. It's true that he can't kill July, but he can kill everyone around July, including her brother, who July has always cared about the most.

"Do you remember the essentials of the bow and arrow?" Seeing that Pol's face was a little whiter because of Saiyan's words, July asked him.

Pol didn't speak, just nodded.

"Alas!" July sighed at this, and then continued, "Brother, I know you are afraid, but I told you that fear means death. If you're too scared today, tell me and I'll beat everyone for you!"

July's words are extremely arrogant, but no one will doubt whether she can do it, and everyone thinks that this little girl is a demon like Saiya, but Master Cruise doesn't care what July is, as long as he can make money, it is his big baby.

"No, I can!" Pol looked up after a moment of silence, his face much better, and he said firmly.

He wants to protect his sister, this is what he promised his mother, although now his sister is suddenly very powerful, and he doesn't need his protection, but he can't lose the ability to protect his sister, if one day Millie changes back, and it's the little girl who loves to cry, he still has to be a good brother.

Bol said goodbye to July and went straight to the court.

"I'm going to challenge you!" Bol challenged the big guy who killed Ray and was still standing on the field.

Pol's actions made everyone unexpected, and the big guy immediately laughed when he saw Pol on the field, and said, "Little bastard, are you here to die like the one just now? Master Cruise can't afford to raise gladiators now? It's a shame to get some little slaves to come to the gladiatorial arena!"

"Don't you dare accept my challenge?" Bol didn't make any waves at the big man's words, he still said calmly.

"Haha、、、 I'm scared? I'm the lion of the Colosseum of Lord Senna, and I've never been afraid! Since you want to die so much, let me kill you too!" said the big man with a laugh.

"The first battle between Ray and I was to kill a lion!" Pol said coldly with a hint of murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

Pol took his bow from his shoulder, felt the basket of arrows at his waist, and then gently felt an arrow inside.

July said that his bow and arrow are still too unskilled, so he must be calm and steady, because every arrow he shoots is very precious, and every time he misses one, his probability of winning will be one point less, so it can't be wasted.

The big man used an axe, and there was still undried blood on the father and son at this time, which was left by Fang Cailei.

The big man rushed towards Bol with his axe, and Pol gritted his teeth, picked up an arrow and put it on the bowstring, and with a flick of his fingers, he shot out in an arc.

The arrow was shot, but unfortunately, the arrow missed a lot, and the big man was just startled by his posture, and then found that the arrow was shot 108,000 miles away, and there was no actual damage at all.

Pol bit his lip, he regretted that he only had ten arrows at a time, and now he wasted one. At this time, Bol regretted that he didn't train more seriously before, why did he choose to rest and sleep instead of falling in love a few more times, if he practiced a few more times, maybe he wouldn't be biased.

"I didn't expect you to use a bow and arrow, although you don't shoot very well, but you still have a good posture!" said the big man sarcastically.

Bol gritted his teeth, but said nothing, and he took a few steps into the distance, then pulled another arrow from the basket.

The big guy didn't take Pol seriously at all, he chased after Bol like a cat teasing a mouse, Bol was a little flustered at first, but the more he fought, the calmer he became, and gradually, there was only one last arrow left in his basket, he took it out, and opened his bow and arrow at the big guy in the distance.

It's true that the big guy can't catch up with Pol, but he's not in a hurry, sooner or later Pol will be like the kid just now who can't run, and then he can be hacked to death.

Nine arrows didn't hit him, so he wouldn't be wary of the tenth arrow in Pol's hand, and when he saw that Pol stopped again, the big man was tired of chasing, so he rushed towards Bol with his axe, thinking only of killing Bol with the last blow.

Pol suddenly calmed down, he suddenly couldn't hear the shouts of the audience, he couldn't hear the roar of the big guys rushing towards him, his nervous fluttering heart suddenly quieted down, and his time was quiet.

By the way, my sister said that what is the key to archery? By the way, it is quiet, it is concentration, and you must have the target you want to shoot in your heart, so that you can shoot accurately.

Pol closed his eyes slightly, and he breathed slowly, motionless.

Pol's move made the big guy opposite, including the audience, think that he gave up resistance and was ready to die, and the big guy had no scruples, but in the next second, suddenly Bol opened his eyes, opened his bow, took an arrow, and shot out at the big guy as if he didn't aim at all at all.

The arrow sliced through the air, leaving a barely audible humming sound before striking the center of the man's brow.

The arrow was three points into the bone, and the big man had a look of surprise on his face, then shook and fell to the ground, and died like this.

The audience was silent, and then there was a deafening uproar, and everyone only felt extremely wonderful that Bol could kill the big guy with the last arrow.