"Yi... Lin Shuai is not this kind of person! No matter what the reason is, it is impossible to use so many red scorpions as sacrifices!"
Wei Potian looked solemn, his usual frivolity was swept away, seeing Qianye's excited and determined expression, he just patted him on the shoulder and didn't continue talking.
Qianye was at a loss, and there was also a panic that even he didn't want to face up to. In his memory, Lin Xitang was definitely not the kind of person who would betray his subordinates for a little profit. If he could be so ruthless and ruthless, he would not be dragged into the quagmire of the Western Xinjiang rebellion.
Qianye couldn't believe that that man would do such a thing! It was Lin Xitang who took him away from the garbage dump. What Qianye got was not only a new life, but also a purpose in life. Qianye's hard work and hard work are all in order to one day be able to stand in front of that man and let him know that he has lived up to his expectations.
Even during the hardest days after being polluted by the blood of darkness, Qianye still grasped every sliver of hope to live on, because the life given to him by that man was too important to give up easily. But if, if Wei Potian's guess has any possibility, then all his perseverance and struggle in the past will become meaningless!
Wei Potian reached out and held Qianye's arm tightly, "Xiaoye, forget about those things, you can't go back!"
Qianye didn't expect the bold and straightforward Wei Potian to say that, so he couldn't help being stunned. His thoughts were confused and dull now, and it took him a while to ask, "Am I the only survivor of that battle?"
"In fact, in the eyes of the empire, you have long been killed."
This night, Qianye couldn't sleep at all, so he finally got up to practice, and became proficient in the state of golden blood energy running independently in his body. Since Manager Wen thinks that the abnormal performance of his body comes from dawn, then make good use of this misunderstanding.
Early the next morning, the fighting arena was held at the Martial Arts Arena in the back hill of the Weiguo Residence. The huge martial arts arena is divided into dozens of venues, and the games can be played at the same time.
There are hundreds of people who signed up for the competition, most of them are the children of the gentry. The first three rounds are a combination of knockout rounds and wheel races, which are completed within one day, which means that each qualifying round has to defeat several opponents. A child from an aristocratic family like Qiqi will only play in the fourth round tomorrow. On the other hand, Zhao Junhong and Song Zining will enter the arena in the fifth round, and they can choose their opponents in that match.
Different from the actual hunting field where the families form teams, the fighting competition is the stage where the children of the gentry can really stand out. Not to mention other things, the highest reward in the fighting competition is a five-level tailor-made force gun, which may be the strongest weapon a noble family can get!
With the addition of the word tailor-made, it is not limited to the level of the force gun. In the hands of some people with special talents, a fifth-level gun that can give full play to its natural ability may eventually be more powerful than ordinary sixth-level force guns.
Zhao Junhong's iconic Silver Wing Fantasy is a customized version of the fifth-level gun. As one of the four sons of the new generation of the Zhao family, he also uses a five-level custom gun, which shows how attractive the prize in the fighting competition is.
In addition to those generous rewards, this is also the ladder for the children of the gentry to ascend to the sky. Wei Guogong and his distinguished guests will be present to watch the battle, which can more intuitively demonstrate personal force and talent than actual hunting. The contestants with outstanding performance will be eagerly recruited by the aristocratic families without exception. Therefore, every gentry disciple attaches great importance to this competition and does their best.
As soon as Qianye arrived at the arena, he felt the high-spirited atmosphere. On the side of the martial arts arena, the contestants lined up in a long line and were receiving their number plates. The first three rounds were completely determined by drawing lots to determine the order of the battles. Perhaps two powerful fighters would be grouped together in the first round. This kind of thing happens every spring hunting.
Duke Wei would not take measures to avoid this situation. In the concept of empire, luck is also a part of strength. If you have a strong heart that wants to reach the top, then you must have the courage to crush all opponents on the road ahead.
Qianye lined up in the queue, slowly moved forward, and then received a number plate that belonged to him: No. 163.
A huge virtual light curtain rises on the side of the martial arts arena, showing all the fighting arenas on it. Immediately, pairs of numbers began to appear in the fighting arenas one by one, this is the battle table that is about to start.
Qianye found his number on it, and then walked towards No. 20 fighting arena.
A bald man stood in front of Qianye. He had a bushy beard, a pair of strange blue-gray eyes, and a burly body that was almost two or three times bigger than Qianye's. Just one arm was thicker than Qianye's thigh.
The big man showed a malicious smile, looked Qianye up and down, and said: "You boy who plays with guns, I know you. I heard that you disabled the team of Mr. Zhao with an eagle strike? This is really amazing. But here is the ring, we have to use our fists to resolve the fight, you can't use your gun anymore."
The big man moved his hands, his joints kept crackling, and then began to run around Qianye in small steps, saying as he walked, "I have always hated snipers, very, very much! Do you know why? Because I think those guys They are all cowards without assholes. They only dare to hide in the darkest corners and use bullets to deal with opponents from a distance. They only need to have the strength to move their fingers, so they all look like thin monkeys, or Looks like a bitch! Yes, that's what you look like!"
Qianye's eyes were lowered, and his legs were slightly separated to shoulder level. This was the most basic standing posture in military martial arts. He didn't move, as if he didn't hear what the big man was saying.
"Boy, when the match starts, I'll smash your pretty face with a punch! So you'd better admit defeat quickly, lest I can't hold back!"
Qianye still stood quietly, like a statue.
At this time, there were bursts of low and desolate trumpets sounding in the sky above the martial arts arena, which was the sign of the beginning of the fighting match.
Qianye's eyes suddenly opened, and the momentum around him suddenly rose, and the higher he lifted, the raging waves surged in the blink of an eye!
The big bald man had already set up his oblique lunge and was about to punch, but at this moment he seemed to be stunned, his mouth was wide open, and his hands also froze! In front of his eyes, there seemed to be a huge wave of force that covered the sky and the sun, and it was unstoppably taking pictures!
The big man with rich combat experience suddenly came back to his senses and realized that he was actually overwhelmed by the opponent's aura! He let out a strange cry, the speed of his fist accelerated, and he smashed Qianye on the head!
But the big man had lost his chance, this punch was rushed to break through Qianye's aura, it was more than strong, but not enough change. He saw that Qianye's skill was a martial art in the military, and he was already prepared to be attacked by taking advantage of the opportunity, and he had also thought about the next change of attack style.
However, Qianye let out his breath and punched with all his strength, and he punched out exactly the same punch, and he punched the big man firmly!
The big man's face suddenly became like a kaleidoscope, and countless expressions appeared at the same time, and it was hard to tell whether it was shock, fear or worry. And his arm suddenly made a clicking sound, twisting out of shape.
As a result of the fist fight, the big man's arm was directly crippled!
Qianye flew up and kicked the big man's stomach heavily! This kick sent the big man flying into the air, but it stuck to Qianye's military boots strangely, and he didn't fly out of the fighting arena in an instant.
A knowledgeable person immediately knew that Qianye's kick was too strong, and it was withdrawn suddenly, leaving no room for the opponent to use his strength to retreat. He could only bear the strength of this kick firmly. .
Qianye retracted his legs, the big man froze in the air for a moment, then fell to the ground with a plop, his face hit the ground, with a muffled puff, more than ten teeth were scattered in the blood on the ground.
"I'm sorry, you were a little slow to admit defeat, so I couldn't hold back." Qianye said lightly.
The big man could only let out a cry of pain. After the start of the battle, he was defeated by Qianye almost in an instant, so how could there be room for him to speak
Two private guards of the Duke of Wei came over and lifted the bald man down.
Qianye looked around the fighting arena, most of them were in the midst of fierce battles.
Most of the gentry children who dare to participate in this kind of wheel battle are of good strength, so there are quite a lot of evenly matched battles. Blood began to be seen in many fighting arenas, and even two lives were lost. In comparison, the bald man who fell under Qianye's hands was relatively lightly injured, but the loss was too ugly. It is estimated that he will be laughed at for a long time when he walks out in the future.
Qianye slowly walked towards the side of the fighting arena, just as he was looking for a place to take a rest, suddenly there was a few rounds of applause from the side, and someone praised: "Good fight!"
He looked up and saw Zhao Junhong standing on the sidelines, he didn't know how long he had been here.
Qianye smiled slightly, and said, "Thank you, Second Young Master Zhao, for your compliment."
Zhao Junhong didn't seem to hear the slight sarcasm in Qianye's words, and said: "This is a bit interesting, so that I don't even see my face. I will wait for you in the decisive battle. If you can win, then I will The prize in Spring Hunting is yours."
Qianye smiled again, this time with a little more sincerity, "Then thank you, Second Young Master Zhao, for your generosity."
Zhao Junhong said lightly: "We'll talk about it when you meet me when you have the ability."
Groups of fighters continue to enter the fighting arena, and then win or lose, and then leave the arena continuously. Some people are forever turned into corpses in the fighting arena, and every narrow upward ladder is no more merciful than the bloody fighting in the Black Flow City of the Eternal Night Continent.
Finally, the first round of fighting was over, and Qianye ushered in his second opponent, a sweet-looking gentry girl. She stood in front of Qianye, looking forward with her beautiful eyes, big eyes that seemed to be able to speak, and kept looking at Qianye.
"You're beautiful!" she said suddenly.
"Thank you." Qianye replied lightly.
"My name is Xie Yumiao, let me go for a while, okay?"
"not good."
Qianye's icy answer made her eyes turn red, as if she had been wronged greatly. She stood there timidly, just lowered her head and fiddled with the corners of her clothes, she didn't look like someone who came to the fighting arena at all, she looked like a cardamom girl raised in a deep boudoir.
The horn sounded again, and Qianye's momentum increased again, and it was like a galloping sea in a blink of an eye. He arrived in front of Xie Yumiao in a few steps, and punched him in the chest.
Xie Yumiao seemed to be frightened, so she didn't dodge at all, instead she straightened her chest and faced Qianye's fist. With this movement, she almost squeezed her astonishingly plump breasts out of her clothes, and even made the two noble boys who were watching the battle next to her feel their blood ache and their faces flushed.