"Thank you, thank you."

Yan Luo politely greeted the spectators in the stands, and the Spartan warriors, one by one, stared at each other with big eyes, and then someone shouted "Surround him!" Suddenly, the remaining 20 people once again ran wildly.

So on the sports field, the chase began again.

Because of the death of the king of Sparta, the priesthood did not know what to do, and now the emotions of the audience have been mobilized. In a fiery atmosphere, 13 Spartan warriors and 7 Spartan athletes, like hunting, blocked Yanluo's escape route from several directions.

"It's coming!"

Yanluo, who was running at full speed, saw a naked Spartan man, open his arms, outflanked him from the front and pounced on him, he hurriedly exerted his legs, stepped on the ground, and under the huge force, the whole person seemed to fly.

"Oh oh oh!"

There was another tsunami-like exclamation from the stands, and Yan Luo jumped at full speed when he jumped over the back of the flying Spartan athlete! Although there is a long jump event in this era, there is no high jump yet, and this jump is simply beyond the imagination of the audience!

Yan Luo jumped not only high, but also far, his body sliding forward with inertia in mid-air, his arms stretching, his black hair fluttering, and the sweat splashing from his body, shining in the sun, shimmering with the brilliance of youth.

"Good long jump!"

A referee couldn't help but sigh: "Long jump, first run, then jump, these two actions must be perfectly coordinated." ”

"The faster you run, the more explosive your feet are, and the farther you can jump, but the connection between the two movements is very difficult to master, and you generally have to play the flute and dance to the rhythm of the flute. This stranger, when he runs, is as swift as a lion, and when he jumps, he is as light as an antelope, and I bet that not even any Greek athlete can jump so high, so far, and so gracefully! ”

Next to him, another referee also said excitedly: "A sculptor should be asked to carve out the jump just now, and it will definitely become a masterpiece comparable to the discus thrower!" ”

In the midst of their discussions, 20 Spartans outflanked him and, after about ten minutes, finally barricaded him in a corner of the stadium wall. In order to stop him, all 13 Spartan warriors threw away their shields and red cloaks, and even took off their underwear to lighten their loads.

Now it is equivalent to Yanluo, who was blocked in a corner of the sports field by 20 naked strong men of Sparta, and he was about to be knocked by the wall.

"Now, you can't run away!"

A naked Spartan man, tired tongue stuck out, this is no longer like a dog, but like a hanged ghost, even if there is a war, there is no such chase, tired enough, not only the body is tired, but also the heart is tired.

You feel strong emotions:

+2 rage, +2 rage......

The emotions of the heartless puppet are once again worth it.

Yan Luo leaned his back against the wall of the playing field at a 90° angle, leaning against the wall, looking at the 20 naked men in front of him, he now has no way to retreat, and there is no way to escape.

Previously, one person killed hundreds of Macedonian mercenary groups by relying on a personality mask, and now there is also a heroic soul mask: Jiujian Immortal Li Bai, but this is a world of sports competition, not a fantasy world, and it is always bad to make a "fantasy" incident in front of everyone.

What's more, Li Bai is his biggest hole card.

The Heroic Soul Mask needs fragment accumulation, the Personality Mask needs luck, if there is no mask in the hand as a hole card, how to choose some in the next world, the challenging world?

"Let me come!"

Among the 20 Spartan naked men, the strongest man walked in front of Yanluo, this guy, called Plesinus, was the famous warrior of the Spartan city-state! The strongest Hercules in the whole city of Sparta, otherwise he would not represent Sparta in the Olympics.

Plesinas signed up for boxing, wrestling, and dogfights!

In fact, these 20 men were either athletes or the king's bodyguard, and each of them belonged to the elite of the Spartan warriors.

Plecinas smirked, this Hercules is about 1.85 meters tall, not as tall as the Macedonian mercenary group's Gulam, but his stature is stronger than the other party! His chest, large and small, has more than 10 scars, whether it is the pectorals, abs or biceps, each muscle, like an iron ingot, is lumpy in the lower layer of the skin.

In the violent wheezing, the muscles are like little mice, and the whole person is thick and thick, whoever sees such a naked man will feel an extremely violent, even suffocating oppressive force.

But Yan Luo still looked at him calmly, his face expressionless.

The mood of joy has disappeared, this is the mask of joy, anger and sorrow above the head, detached from the setting of "joy", in his consciousness, there is a reminder of the heartless puppet: anger, as one of the four conventional emotions, corresponds to the strange mask on the head: joy, anger and sorrow.

Now that you have accumulated 100 anger points, you can input one (100 points) of anger into the strange mask, making the emotions corresponding to "joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness" furious, so that the attributes of the mask can be greatly increased in a short period of time.

To put it simply-

Attribute rage!

The corresponding attribute of anger is:

Strength!

When Yan Luo put this (100 points) of anger into the strange mask above his head, the Spartan warrior Plescinus, whose thick arms had already been caught, quickly raised his arms to block, and in an instant, the arms of the two were entangled.

Under the backdrop of the thick giant arm, Yan Luo's arm looks so slender.

Arm and arm against each other, bulging muscles like iron and streamlined muscles, in the merciless collision, whether brown skin, or fair skin, cyan blood vessels bulge like earthworms on the surface, Yanluo is a primary life, and the opponent is Spartan Hercules.

"Boy...... "Plecinas gritted his teeth, "your power...... Quite a surprise...... But...... I won't fail! Oooooooo......oo

In a constipated, throat-like roar, the Spartan warrior burst out with all his strength, his muscles trembling slightly as if they were about to explode from too much force, but the mask absorbed 100 points of anger at this time.

Strength, rage!

Plesinus, who was smiling, his eyes widened suddenly, he was obviously bursting with strength, but not only did he not gain the upper hand, but instead felt a force that was so large that it could not be resisted, coming from the intersection of his arms, and in his unbelievable gaze, the young man opposite, his fair skin was flushed with a layer of bright red.

The power of anger increases, and this emotion is a physiological change in attributes, the body heats up, and the blood flow becomes faster.

Now the Yanluo attribute is furious, so to speak, it has reached the extreme of anger! The blood in the body is rushing at a high speed, and the heart beats violently and heavily, like water, sending the scorching blood to the whole body, accompanied by the sound of "whoosh" blood flow, which is a force that explodes from the body and is full of destructive rigidity.

"Roaring ......"

Yanluo's throat roared, and the air coming out of his mouth seemed to be covered with a scorching heat, like a gust of wind blowing through the desert! With unrivaled great force, in the collision of muscles and muscles, and the confrontation between forces and forces, he bent the knees of the Spartan Hercules and knelt on the ground with both knees!

"Wrestling!"

A referee couldn't help but roar, he couldn't suppress the shock in his heart now: "This stranger, with overwhelming force, actually pressed the Spartan Hercules Plesinas to kneel!" ”