Richard looked back at the crowd behind him and said, "Which of you wants to go down and have fun?"

Neither the splash, nor the two-headed ogre sitting on it had any intention of moving, and the challenge of this battle was really not much for them... The girl has another reason, she doesn't like show-style fighting, and whoever wants to see her perform, then she wants to gouge out someone's eyes.

An infantry knight stepped forward and said in a deep voice, "I'll go." ”

Richard nodded and said, "Don't end it too soon." ”

The Infantry Knight immediately understood what Richard meant, so he said confidently and cruelly, "Don't worry, my lord, I will make the fight long enough!"

It's a fight with no requirements or restrictions, and both sides can use their own weapons, including armor. The Black Death wielded two hand axes, while the Infantry Knight, who was significantly smaller, opted for light armor, a small steel square shield, and a short sword. It immediately drew a burst of disgruntled boos from the audience. The gladiatorial arena is all about the collision of flesh and steel, and it is rare for this kind of warrior to be fully equipped with armor and armor.

No matter how the audience objected, with the host's roar, the gladiatorial fight officially began.

As soon as the Black Death opened, he pounced on the Foot Knight, and the double axes slashed down like a storm, and the heavy blows were endless. Amid the roar of the Black Death, the Foot Knight was like a boat in a storm, seemingly ready to turn over at any moment. However, although the infantry knights retreated step by step, it seemed that the next moment was a disaster, but they always survived each round of attack without danger.

After a stormy attack, the shield of the infantry knight had begun to deform under the heavy slash of the double axe, and the light armor also had a gap or two, and compared to the double axe of the Black Death, the short sword was as small as a toy, fortunately, the two weapons never collided directly head-on, so it was still intact.

However, there are also many wounds on the Black Death's body, and when the Foot Knight resists the attack of the stormy waves, he can always seize the opportunity to make a counterattack, and the angle is extremely tricky, and almost every blow will add a slender wound to the Black Death's body.

These small injuries did not damage the Black Death's combat power at all, but instead made him go berserk. The powerful slash and the shocking roar all made people's blood boil.

Mark, who had already lifted his pants, threw himself on the guardrail, waving his arms vigorously, and roaring even louder than the Black Death!

Mark wished he was the one in the arena now, and then furiously shredded the foot knight with his heavy twin scythes, and smashed the pieces into Richard's face. At this time, seeing that the Black Death was about to kill his opponent, but repeatedly missed opportunities, Mark was extremely anxious in his heart, and he rose and fell between peaks and valleys again and again.

Mark was already completely immersed in the win and defeat and couldn't see more details. No way, Richard's bet was too big, a full fifty gold coins, or temple gold coins! Although it was not enough to really lose the pants, but this money was equivalent to Mark's net income for several months. A guy like him, who hasn't been on the rise for a few years, actually has very little savings.

On the other side, Caron moved towards Howen, stretched his head almost through the stands, and said, "Hey, old fellow, do you see anything with Richard's men?"

Huo Wen asked rhetorically, "What do you see?"

Caron smiled, knowing that this was Huo Wen's usual style, so he said: "His movements are simple and effective, not muddy at all, and his style is very rigid and bright." And you see, he doesn't feel the slightest bit of blood, it's not like our guys who go crazy at the sight of blood. ”

Huo Wen glanced at Richard, who was watching the game with interest, and said slowly: "This is a real veteran. If you are in the Wang ** team, you are at least a ruthless character who leads more than 500 soldiers. ”

Cuarón snorted in Richard's direction and said, "The combat effectiveness of this kind of veteran is not just based on rank. And you see, there is more than one such ruthless character around that Mr. Richard. ”

Huo Wen thought for a moment and said, "It seems that Mark will soon be unlucky. ”

Cuarón nodded and said, "Anyway, it's a good thing. But this Mr. Richard really doesn't know how to hide his wealth, and I am a little moved by the large amount of gold coins. ”

Huo Wen sneered and said, "What if his original intention was to make you tempted?"

Cuarón's face changed, and he pondered in silence for a moment. Then he looked around, and sure enough, he saw that many people were already looking at Richard with a burning and greedy gaze. Richard, on the other hand, seemed to be completely unaware, just watching the battle in the arena with great interest.

The gladiatorial fight had been going on for a full ten minutes, and the Black Death was panting like a bull, and even his roar had become weak. Although his twin axes were still powerful, looking at the trembling muscles of his body, he knew that his body was almost at its limit. The Foot Knight was also sweating, but his breathing was even and long, and his movements were still simple and effective, and as the opponent's attack eased, he blocked less and less, and the number of short sword attacks increased, constantly adding wounds to the Black Death's body.

Mark suddenly stopped yelling, and now even he realized that something was wrong. There are more and more flaws in the Black Death, but the Foot Knight is still shrinking in defense as if he had just started the battle, looking for gaps to counterattack, and constantly adding small wounds to the opponent's body. There were even opportunities where he could have stabbed the short sword straight into the handle, but he just chose to cut a piece of flesh. The Black Death Body already had dozens of wounds, each of which was bleeding, leaving a blood-stained footprint on the ground with every step he took.

Suddenly, the Foot Knight sped up the speed of his attack, and his style changed, and each time the dagger struck, it would cut off a thin slice of flesh on his opponent's body, causing the Black Death to roar in pain. The bloody footprints on the ground quickly thickened, and the bloody qi dispersed in the air in bursts.

This cruel method of warfare immediately provoked a new carnival in the gladiatorial arena!

By the time the Foot Knight finally wiped the Black Death's throat with his short sword, ending his long agony, the arena was already boiling.

He straightened up, struck the shield with his dagger a few times, then turned to Richard and raised his arms in the air, declaring his victory. The Infantry Knight also had several wounds on his body, which were deep and long, but they were not fatal and did not affect his combat effectiveness. How to choose an injury is also one of the most important elements of a veteran. The Foot Knight's gaze was clear and powerful, undisturbed by the cheers, and the reason why he made the posture of a victor was actually to cooperate with Richard in suppressing the arrogance of the Blood Scythe Mark.

Just as the knight greeted the cheers of the victor, he suddenly felt a hint of danger, and Richard's face was changing rapidly, and his mouth was open and closed, as if he was shouting something at him. In an instant, the instinct cultivated by years of fighting made him quickly fall low, and at the same time, he backhanded the square shield to his back!

There was a heavy force from the shield, it was a short steel spear, and the short spear flew out, slammed into the shield, and then sank deep into the shoulders of the knight in battle, and then peeked through the chest.

: There is one more shift tonight.