The scene was boiling. Ye Feng's counterattack was like a fuse, igniting the most primitive desire in the human heart, the stimulation of blood.
Ye Feng's sudden attack caught many people by surprise, thinking that Ye Feng had always relied on wandering to win.
"boom!"
Like a volcano erupting, the two bodies collided fiercely. Their fists were strong and horizontal, and countless turtle patterns appeared on the ground, extending in all directions.
"Bang bang bang!"
The bodies did not stop, and after a brief separation, they collided together again, and the sounds of various hand-to-hand collisions appeared.
This is a feast of physical combat, this is a great drama of fighting. Every impact makes people feel awe and fear.
After a hearty duel, Ye Feng felt very comfortable. Every time a punch hit his body, his body was tempered.
Ye Feng actually regarded his body as a piece of peerless divine iron that needed to be constantly tempered and polished in order to inspire more divinity.
The giant fist of ten thousand kilograms hit hard, and Ye Feng's body flew backwards. The bones in his body shifted for a while, and his body rolled back and returned to the original place.
"boom!"
Punch after punch, Ye Feng received a punch from the opponent, and in turn punched back.
No matter how many punches he endured, Ye Feng's body could always return to its original position immediately and hit the gladiator with one punch.
The scene was silent. Everyone didn't understand what was lurking in Ye Feng's body. He withstood so many giant punches without getting hurt, and he became more and more courageous as he fought. Judging from Ye Feng's momentum, it was actually on the rise.
No one understands it, they don't need to understand it, they just need to appreciate it, a thrilling duel.
Hai'er's eyes were filled with mist, and she was actually worried about Ye Feng again. This man who didn't look very strong was actually so arrogant. He was constantly being knocked away and kept coming back to where he was.
Ye Feng didn't know how many punches he had received, nor how many punches he had hit, but he felt that his physical body was improving rapidly.
The Demon Subduing Pill lurking in the body was completely stimulated, and the remaining energy was volatilized and integrated into every inch of flesh and blood in Ye Feng's body.
"Roar!"
suddenly!
Like a beast-like roar, Ye Feng roared to the sky, and finally succeeded in refining all the eight drops of Shura essence and blood he had absorbed.
It turns out that Ye Feng relied on the other party's power to refine Shura's essence and blood. Ye Feng didn't have much time left, so he took this opportunity to refine Shura's essence and blood.
Terrifying murderous intent radiated from Ye Feng's body. His hair suddenly exploded without any wind, and his black hair fluttered in the wind. His red eyes showed that Ye Feng was even more extraordinary.
With a squeeze of both fists, the space was directly crushed, and a shocking aura suddenly appeared. Like a bright light, Ye Feng's body exploded into the air.
"Come on, let's have a good fight!"
After successfully refining Shura essence and blood, Ye Feng's physical strength surged, almost geometrically. Under the muscles of his body, there was a dragon-like power hidden.
There was a hint of emotion in the gladiator's eyes. He actually felt a crisis, and the power fed back by the other party was stronger than his own.
Ye Feng's combat power increased instantly, which also attracted the attention of those in the stands. They all cast curious eyes on how Ye Feng became more and more courageous as he fought.
The eldest prince Dia looked ugly. Of course he could see the changes in the scene. He couldn't believe it. Ye Feng was like a weakling who couldn't be killed. Instead, he used his gladiator strength to stimulate the blood in his body and the rich smell of Shura essence and blood. Radiate out.
The gladiator did not dodge, but also punched Ye Feng, sweeping towards Ye Feng. The power of the two punches was like a big mountain, and it was suppressed with a rumble, and there were more and more cracks on the ground.
"Crack!"
The moment the fists made contact, a clear click sound appeared.
"laugh!"
A hand bone shot out from the gladiator's back. The entire arm was pierced by Ye Feng and came out from the back.
Cruel, domineering, ruthless, killing!
Shura essence and blood stimulates Ye Feng's nerves, wanting to cannibalize the opponent and devour everything, especially more Shura essence and blood in the opponent's body. Ye Feng is very eager to devour it.
"ah!"
The gladiator let out a scream. He was a human being, and he also felt pain. His arms were crippled, and he let out a roar of pain.
Ye Feng did not give up. He moved his body and punched again, attacking the gladiator again.
Having lost his right fist, Gladiator still had his left fist and intercepted it towards Ye Feng.
This time Ye Feng did not attack his fist directly, but suddenly squatted down, drew an arc with his legs on the ground, and hit the gladiator's wrist with a single punch.
"Crack!"
There was another clear click sound, and the gladiator's left arm was broken by Ye Feng's block, and the elbow was broken into two parts.
Although it was not blown apart, the elbow was broken and the power could not be transmitted, and the left hand was basically useless.
The gladiator was worthy of being an immortal god. Even if he was injured, he did not frown and rushed towards Ye Feng with his whole body.
Ye Feng admires the spirit of the gladiators very much, but in the gladiatorial arena, only one person can walk out and there is no choice.
Facing the huge body that hit him, Ye Feng did not dodge. His fists were like a dragon rising out of the sea, sweeping through thousands of troops and knocking the huge body away.
"boom!"
The gladiator's body fell to the ground with a crash, and a large human-shaped pit appeared on the ground.
After losing both arms, the gladiator's combat effectiveness was reduced by less than 30%. Even if he had a strong body, he could not display it. In terms of strength, Ye Feng now surpassed him by a lot.
Successfully refining eight drops of Shura essence and blood, allowing Ye Feng's physical level to rise to a new level.
Reluctantly climbing out of the pit, the gladiator's eyes were firm and he would not frown even if he died. This warrior spirit is extremely popular in the Western world.
"If you take the initiative to admit defeat now, I can spare your life!"
Although he knew that there was more Shura essence and blood lurking in the opponent's body, Ye Feng was not a murderer. If the opponent could take the initiative to admit defeat, he would consider letting him live.
A real man does what he does and what he doesn't do. Although some things can be easily obtained, Ye Feng is not the kind of person who loves killing.
The gladiator smiled sadly. For him, as long as he lost, it would be death. He would rather die in the arena with dignity than die in prison. If he failed, he would die when he returned, and it might be a more cruel death.
Ye Feng understood everything from his eyes, and also knew the ending of the gladiators. Basically, few of them ended in glory, and they all stayed in the arena in dismal condition.
The huge body crashed towards Ye Feng, and a feeling of disregard for death filled the entire arena, and everyone was infected. Although he was a gladiator from the Dia royal family, this warrior spirit deserves the respect of everyone present.
Ye Feng stood there, a terrifying aura emanating from his body, and the power of thunder and lightning flashed endlessly. Ye Feng did not want him to suffer more pain.
Bundles of thunder and lightning appeared and turned into a spear. This was the evolution of Qi Jin. Ye Feng integrated his fist power into the thunder and lightning to form this spear.
"laugh!"
When the gladiator was about to get close, the spear passed through his body, and a bloody arrow shot out. The gladiator froze in place.
"hey-hey!"
The gladiator had a satisfied smile on his face. Such death was the best ending. There was no anger, but a sense of relief.
Looking back on the past, there was a trace of sadness in the eyes of the gladiator. Since he was a few years old, he has been tempered by various drugs every day, fought with monsters, and beaten his body with a whip every day. Everything is vivid in his mind. At this time, he finally Got relief.
Over the years, they have become numb and ruthless, but who knows the pain in their hearts. They were taken away from childhood and subjected to inhuman and cruel training in order to impress others.
Ye Feng finally freed them from suffering more pain. Sometimes death is the best destination.
Although Ye Feng didn't know what he had experienced, he could see something in his eyes. The desire for death and the yearning for survival were at two extremes.
The gladiator longs for freedom and wants to live a normal life, but also longs for death to escape from this life. These are two extremes, reflected in one person.
The spear solved everything and successfully freed the gladiator from this painful life, living in a dark prison every day and living a life of darkness.
The body slowly fell backwards, and ten drops of Shura essence and blood actually tried to break free from his body, fleeing, hoping to find a new host.
Once the Shura essence and blood are 90% awakened, you can have a hint of Shura artistic conception. It seems that the essence and blood in this gladiator's body is more than 90% awakened, which is almost the same as the Shura essence and blood in Ye Feng's body.
"Come back!"
The moment the Shura Essence and Blood appeared, Ye Feng made a big move and firmly grasped ten drops of Shura Essence and Blood in his hand, threw them directly into the Nine Hells Demonic Cauldron, and began to refine them.
Adding the thirteen drops to the ten drops, Ye Feng already has twenty-three drops of Shura essence and blood in his body. Once these ten drops are successfully refined, the physical body will be improved again.
The entire Royal Arena was surprisingly calm, and it seemed that it sensed the gladiator's yearning for freedom, and began to pay high respect to Gladiator Dia.
At this moment, there is no distinction between countries, only spiritual communication. I hope that this gladiator who is not completely dead can receive spiritual comfort.
Feeling the spiritual support around him, the gladiator died quietly and peacefully, with no trace of pain on his face.
At this time, the Royal Arena began to boil and began to call, but soon, they did not know Ye Feng's name.
A vigorous fight finally came to an end. The iron fence on the Dia royal family's side did not rise, and the eldest prince Dia sat back on his chair feebly.
When the last gladiator died completely, Prince Dia realized that he had encountered an unprecedented crisis.
He could even clearly feel that the attitude of the seven followers behind him towards him had changed.
This time, he took the initiative to request Emperor Dia, hoping to marry the Persian princess, and also took this opportunity to publicize the power of the Dia royal family.
Now that he had stolen the chicken, he lost the rice. Not only had the three gladiators been killed, but the mission was not completed. After he returned, he would be attacked by other princes, and one of them would be accused of being a woman, leaving a national humiliation.
"Emperor Dia, if you don't have powerful gladiators, our Persian royal family will win this gladiatorial match!"
Hai Wuya was in a good mood.
Hai'er didn't say anything, stood up, turned around and left. As he left, he glanced at Ye Feng again. (To be continued)