The tall gladiator did not directly attack the two-headed tiger, but took advantage of the opportunity that the distance between the two sides was still far away, and trotted in around the sidelines.
He always kept facing the two-headed tiger and kept his shield in front of him.
After all, there is a big gap between humans and big cats with unmodified genes in terms of speed, agility, and reflexes. In less than a minute, the two-headed tiger pulled the distance close enough, slammed into it, and brought it up. A gust of wind.
The audience, who were a little impatient because of the dealings in front of them, immediately became excited, and slapped the specially-made handrails again, causing the sound of bang bang to reverberate.
Jiang Baimian seemed to be appreciating this gladiatorial fight, but in reality he was wandering in the sky, thinking about a certain question:
If the "Spiritual Corridor" level powerhouse who created the virtual world really belongs to the "Broken Mirror" field, what is the price he pays
Afraid of light? Afraid of water? Blind? Road idiot? Afraid of looking in the mirror? Thoughts flashed through Jiang Baimian's mind.
Subconsciously, she looked around the arena again and saw the huge mirrors erected in different areas of the auditorium.
She immediately excluded a certain price.
Apart from this, she also didn't think that the strong man was blind or lunatic, these two "attributes" were not suitable for being a bodyguard at all.
- The former will admit the wrong object to be protected, and the latter will easily lose the target.
When Jiang Baimian's attention returned to the center of the field, the first collision between the tall gladiator and the two-headed tiger was over.
He relied on the shield's block, the spear's stabbing threat, and his skillful tumbling to pull the distance away again.
But within two or three steps, the two-headed tiger caught up again.
The two huge mouths opened at the same time, and the huge body rushed towards the tall gladiator again.
The gladiator repeated his old tricks, stabbing the spear in his hand while pushing the shield forward to block the beast.
He could already expect that the two-headed tiger would dodge and retract in the air, and under the pressure of the shield, he rolled to the side.
But this time, the two-headed tiger did not change its posture, and its bloodthirsty and tyrannical eyes locked on the target.
In the sound of puff, the spear pierced into its side body, and it also completely fell on the shield.
The majestic force made the gladiator unbearable at once.
Seeing that his arm was about to bend back, and even the shield and the beast slammed into his chest, he immediately gave up the spear, gave up the shield, and rushed directly to the other side.
This change was beyond his expectations. The ferocity of this deformed creature was far greater than that of ordinary beasts.
Without armor and weapons, a human would have no chance of winning when facing a tiger. Even if he is proficient in sliding shovel, he would only deliver the other party to the door.
Moreover, it is not an ordinary tiger now, but a distorted and more ferocious two-headed black tiger.
This made the audience nervous. Some people couldn't bear to see the gladiator being torn into pieces by wild beasts, while others were excitedly looking forward to such a bloody scene.
Ole's grandson, Marcus, is the latter.
As soon as the tall gladiator who threw himself to the side fell to the ground, he braced his hands and bounced up.
Instead of escaping, he entered, and he took a small arc and rushed back to the area where he was almost thrown to the ground by the two-headed tiger just now.
This actually allowed him to successfully evade the tail chase of the two-headed tiger.
Then, he rolled and retrieved the shield and spear that had fallen to the ground.
This series of actions fully demonstrated the experience, skills, determination and physique of the gladiator, and the audience was hooked.
At this time, the steel shield was slightly dented, and blood was dripping from the side of the two-headed tiger.
Next, the two sides repeated the previous process, biting and slapping again and again in exchange for the sound of pong pong pong and puncturing again and again, rolling over and over again, dropping again and again, and picking up again and again.
The forehead of the tall gladiator was gradually dripping with sweat, and his physical strength was rapidly exhausted.
Before long, it was time for the two to compete for endurance.
Just when the tall gladiator was shaky and about to fail, the two-headed tiger finally lost too much blood and couldn't get up again after a blow.
The tall gladiator seized the opportunity, took a few steps forward, and stabbed his prey with a spear.
The two-headed tiger struggled for a while and completely lost its movement.
Seeing this scene, the audience slapped the handrail again and shouted the name of the gladiator:
"Joy! Joey!"
The gladiator immediately raised his hands and walked slowly around the arena.
He is not only receiving cheers, but also displaying goods, hoping to be seen by a nobleman and become his guard.
If not, Joey would have to fight at least four or five more times to regain his freedom.
And every time he fought, he felt like he was on the brink of death.
In the voice of "Joey" and "Joey", Shang Jianyao looked at the tall gladiator and sighed:
"How pitiful."
Jiang Baimian and Long Yue have a heart-to-heart relationship.
In the gap between the end of this gladiatorial fight, a certain late nobleman entered the box.
As soon as he arrived, many people stood up to greet him.
Jiang Baimian and others also know him, because he is a person who will inevitably be mentioned in many intelligence reports:
Assus Julius.
The son of Beuris, the Archon and Commander of the "First City".
Assus is tall and straight, with black hair and blue eyes, handsome in appearance, and the lines of his face give the impression of being slashed with a knife.
In Long Yuehong's eyes, this guy is probably genetically modified and is a "chosen person", otherwise, how could he be so much taller than himself, he is the same as Shang Jianyao, and he looks good.
The most beautiful thing on Assus' face were those eyes, deep and charming, as if they could discharge when looking forward.
At this moment, he was wearing a black shirt and breeches of the same color, and with one hand in his pocket, he led his personal bodyguard and family guard to his own room.
He smiled and responded politely to every nobleman who came over to say hello, without the slightest arrogance on the surface.
Jiang Baimian noticed that this guy's eyes were always on the female companions and maids of the nobles, but they would soon move away.
The next second, she saw Assus looking this way.
She pulled Shang Jian Yao, smiled, and nodded.
During this process, Jiang Baimian had the feeling that Assus had read himself from head to toe. It wasn't wretched, but it was still uncomfortable.
Assus, as before, quickly looked away and greeted the other nobles.
The noise in the box subsided after a few minutes, and a new gladiatorial fight was about to begin.
…
After leaving the arena, Shang Jianyao, Jiang Baimian, and Long Yuehong got into their car and got rid of their imaginary stalking.
In the car, the three did not speak, so as not to be in the "virtual machine".
After completing all the scheduled procedures, returning to the rental house, and successfully meeting with Bai Chen and Genawa, Jiang Baimian briefly described the harvest of this operation.
At the end, she looked at Shang Jianyao with a smile and said:
"When the gladiator was killed, I was quite worried that you would rush down to save people."
In the next few gladiator fights, two gladiators died.
Shang Jianyao replied with a serious face:
"I've thought about it.
"But such customs and this order will not change, and similar things will happen again and again.
"Even if I sacrificed myself at the time, I could only save one of the eighteen fists against all the awakened people and security personnel in the arena."
Long Yuehong also felt that Shang Jianyao's words made sense, but when he heard "Eighteen Fist", he silently retracted his opinion.
"It's a good idea." Jiang Baimian avoided the details and praised.
Shang Jian Yao nodded immediately:
"That's why we have to fight to save all mankind."
Pong pong pong, Genova applauded him.
Bai Chen thought for a while and then said:
"I probably understand what you mean by 'virtual machine'. The point now is, how do we break this protection and really establish a connection with Marcus and Avia?"
Jiang Baimian didn't answer, looked at Genawa and said:
"Lao Ge, what's your proposal?"
"There is not enough Awakened data to analyze a feasible solution." Genova answered honestly.
Jiang Baimian smiled:
"That's the difficulty I've encountered as well."
She pondered for a while, then looked sideways at Shang Jianyao:
"Hey, get in touch with Terence of the 'Black Shirt Party' to see if they know that there is a religious organization in the original city that worships the old 'Broken Mirror'. If so, please provide some information."
"Okay!" Shang Jianyao looked excited.
He seemed obsessed with the Terrence drink.
After talking about business, Jiang Baimian said with a smile:
"That Assus feels so lustful..."
This is not an empty conclusion from a woman's intuition, but an answer that she has experienced personally.
"Really?" Shang Jianyao touched his chin, "At least it's not masculine, he didn't look at me much."
Long Yuehong skipped this guy's opinion and echoed the team leader's words:
"Yes, yes, he sees every woman with special attention, except for the ones that are not very good-looking."
"Yeah, he's not polite at all, and he doesn't treat everyone with equal respect." Shang Jianyao didn't know whether he was criticizing Assus for not paying attention to the poor-looking women, or whether he thought he was unequal between men and women.
Jiang Baimian ignored Shang Jianyao's words and raised his doubts:
"But the problem is, as the son of the No. 1 character in the 'First City', he can't get any beautiful women? Why is he still like this?"
This is also her question when she reads some history books of the old world.
Shang Jianyao replied sincerely:
"Maybe their family's creed is abstinence."
"It could also be a habit, or it could be..." Genova quickly analyzed the reason, "The price."
The price... Jiang Baimian thoughtfully repeated this word in his mind.
She glanced at Bai Chen subconsciously, wanting to hear what the female companion had to say, but found that the team member hadn't joined the topic from the beginning and kept silent.
Uh... Jiang Baimian withdrew his gaze.