Chapter 82 Arena (please read)

This big man was drinking and thinking wildly, but he had no rules. In the end, he just said that no matter whether the person died or not, there would always be a fight in the arena. If he defeated a hero, he would go home to farm. If he returned home and the government was still arresting him, he would leave the grass and go up the mountain.

He suppressed the anxiety in his chest and gradually became drunk from the wine. He staggered past the bed and lay down straight without taking off his clothes, snoring loudly for a while.

In the blink of an eye, three days have passed, and there are still two days left before the end of the ring. Early in the morning, Zhao Yan ordered a few of his men to go to the ring today. Lu Junyi has been too powerful in the past few days, and he has already beaten the number one ring master.

Death, depending on what he meant, he seemed to be still hesitating whether to kill Yilei again.

Now Zhao Tong had to send people to secretly protect several people who were fighting in a row. Naturally, the people sent to protect him may not be as good as the other party in terms of martial arts, but they were guarding against the insidious and poisonous moves of the Liao people. This has been happening for more than ten years.

It happened before, when the Liao people set up a sumo wrestling ring and killed a first-class naiko.

The audience is still crowded at this moment, and even several famous Guanpu shops in Zhouqiao have set up temporary stalls here to gamble and win, which is very lively.

The people around Zhao Tong who are preparing to appear include Huang Gu, Jian Suyi, Yang Zhi, Shi Jin, Yue Fei, and Ouyang Bei's cousin Ouyang Tuo.

Zhao Tong specially observed Ouyang Tuo, but saw that he was in his forties, wearing linen clothes, thin, with an unattractive appearance and a serious expression.

Zhao Tong saw that there was nothing special about his body shape. He should be considered second-rate as Ouyang Bei said. However, he was good at using poison, but his method was second-rate.

This is just like the concealed weapon master who was beaten in the past. Although his martial arts skills are not top-notch, as soon as he comes on stage, the sky is full of flowers and rain. Who can stand it? But this person never appeared again, even if Zhao Tong sent people to look for him.

Not found either.

At this time, Ouyang Tuo was talking to Ouyang Bei in the audience, but he was holding a little boy in his hand. The little boy was dressed in white brocade clothes and looked like a young man from a noble family. After Ouyang Tuo said a few words, he took the little boy

The boy was handed over to Ouyang Bei, ready to watch the opportunity and fight.

Ouyang Beidao: "I only have two sons. The eldest son is fifteen or sixteen years old, and the second son is ten years old this year."

Zhao Yu has never seen these two big men. One is majestic and handsome, and he stands on the stage with a heroic look. However, his clothes are a bit simple, only wearing a blue cloth with a collar that has been washed white, and an earth-colored belt around his waist.

He wears a belt, cloth trousers wrapped around his legs, a pair of brown shoes, and holds a whistle stick.

Zhao Tong shook his head and said, "You should also be diligent."

Mi Zhenting was so angry that he was shaking all over on the stage and said: "It's okay to pretend to be using a stick when using a gun, because some tricks always lead to the same result by different paths, so what's the point of pretending to be using a stick with fists and kicks? You're really using a stick to cover up, the world is not ancient,

It’s true that one generation is no longer as good as the other!”

The little boy bowed politely, and Zhao Tong asked: "How many children does your cousin have?"

This hammer was not as big as a fist like the Star-Shattering Iron Bone Hammer, but as big as a watermelon. The big man stood on the stage holding two hammers and smiled ferociously at the Liao people, who turned pale.

"Here comes another stick wielder, I don't know if this one is a real stick or a fake one." Mi Zhenting comes to watch the competition every day, almost every one is missing. At this moment, his two white eyebrows are trembling slightly, and all his interest is in Wu Song.

Zhao Tong smiled and scolded: "Get out of here, your own affairs have nothing to do with me!"

The other one is a fierce man like Ruda, with a tall build, thick eyebrows and big eyes, curly beard, wearing a hard-shell leather hat, protective leather armor, a hard leather silk sash on his waist, and thin leather soles under his feet.

Boots, the most astonishing thing is that this big man actually holds two golden hammers with drums and urns.

The two of them looked at each other and then reached a point of fighting. A few rounds passed in the blink of an eye, but Mi Zhenting's eyelids jumped as he watched in the canopy: "Is this how a stick is used? Is this still a stick? This man doesn't know how to use it at all.

I know how to use a stick!"

When Zhao Tong saw this, he waved to Ouyang Bei. Ouyang Bei took the little boy to the back row and greeted him: "Your Majesty, this is my cousin's second son, his name is Ouyang Rui... Erlang, why don't you salute your Majesty quickly."

Who would have thought that the Liao people would have such a fierce man? He was so stubborn. Just as he was about to regain his senses, Wu Song pushed his knee into his stomach. He immediately shouted "Ouch", but Wu Song turned over and crushed the Liao man.

From below, he punched hard one after another, and in a short time, the Liao man was already dead.

In addition to the five people, one of the other four arenas was occupied by the young man Xiao Changkong. Lu Junyi couldn't help but get on another one, and the other two were occupied by two big men.

"What the hell, I don't think this guy is very good at using guns. What he really uses is a different kind of weapon. Right now, he just relies on his strength and his blood energy!" Mi Zhenting said angrily.

The battle started in the arena. Zhao Tong looked at the list in front of him and suddenly his expression changed slightly. The list was clearly written. The big man holding the whistle stick was named Wu Mingsong, and the other one was named Qi Tianci.

After he finished speaking, he stood up and walked away with his stick. Behind him, Xiao Fangzi said, "Big Daddy, don't you want to watch?"

Wu Song was also complaining secretly on the stage at this moment. He was not good with guns and sticks, but the knife he was most comfortable with. However, he had escaped all the way and was strapped for money, so he had no money to buy a knife.

As the drums sounded under the flower canopy, everyone started to compete. Huang Gu, Jian Suyi, Yang Zhi, Shi Jin, and Yue Fei all competed together, but Ouyang Tuo was watching, waiting for that difficult opponent to appear again.

Come on stage and kill him with poison.

"Wu Song..." Zhao Tong murmured to himself. Wu Erlang was indeed a hero and a good man, but his temper was a bit... Zhao Tong frowned slightly and fell into thought.

At this moment, a "click" sound suddenly came from the stage. It was the whistle stick in Wu Song's hand hitting the iron claw on the opposite side. If he had used another weapon at this moment, even if the iron claw was strong, he might be able to hit it.

It flew away, but it was a pity that the whistle stick was so powerful that it broke directly from it.

"Big daddy, could it be that this is also a gun wielder, using a stick to confuse the opponent?" Xiao Fangzi said flatteringly from behind.

Ouyang said: "I will obey the orders and live up to the prince's high expectations."

The Liao man on the opposite side was overjoyed when he saw this. He was about to make a move, but Wu Song didn't want to retreat and instead advanced, so he used the hungry tiger attack and hugged him fiercely. Then the two of them fell to the ground with a "bang".

The Liao man opposite Wu Song was also tall and tall, about the same height as him. He held an iron claw in his hand. This was another unique weapon. It could also lock and grab the opponent's weapon, and it could be smashed or smashed, which was far better than breaking it.

The Star Hammer is much easier to use.

Mi Zhenting said angrily: "You're still watching nonsense. If you continue to watch, you will be pissed to death. Go back to the palace, go back to the palace!"

Over there on the stage, Wu Song was in a daze for a moment after he killed the Liao man, but in his heart he wanted to beat him again, but he was embarrassed and had no weapons, so he had no choice but to sigh and jump off the ring and walk away.

Zhao Tong had seen this scene, turned around and said to Su Shi: "Follow this man and see where he lives."

Su Shi took the order and left. Suddenly, an exclamation came from the front. Zhao Tong raised his eyes and saw that the big man's ring with hammers had changed.
Chapter completed!