absolutely hot

Tunan woke up the next morning and found that Lei Zhe had already woken up, and the first thing he said to them was: "Listen, I have a plan."

That was not a plan, because Lei Zhe only explained the part of the plan that needed the cooperation of Tunan and Xiaya, but did not explain the details of the plan and the reasons for doing so. Xiaya didn't buy it after hearing it, because it meant Tunan was going to be the first to fight in the ring, and the black-haired boy asked straightforwardly, "Why?"

Lei Zhe didn't say clearly that he would take down the ring with three people alone, but asked, "Do you believe me?"

Xia Ya frowned and didn't answer, but felt that Tu Nan patted him on the shoulder. He turned his head and saw the light-haired boy stood up and said to Lei Zhe, "I believe in you, and I will do as you say."

His eyes were full of trust when he said this.

.

In the middle of the night, there was a commotion in the cell. The guard on duty knocked on the door impatiently, and shouted viciously to stop the two people who were fighting in the room: "What's the noise in the middle of the night?!"

Lei Zhe pushed Tunan against the door, and said in disgust, "Can you change this guy to another room? I've had enough of him!"

Before the guard could say anything, Tunan also slapped the door excitedly and said, "Change me away!" The light-haired boy turned back and said, "You've had enough of me, and I've had enough of you, always let us listen unconditionally." You sent me, but you didn’t say why, do you really think you are the savior?”

It's really not a solution to make such a noise at night and disturb the peace in all directions. Since one wants to drive the other away, the two guards discussed it and agreed.

The guards took Tunan away and changed Tunan to the previous cell. The hostages in the previous cell were naturally very willing to move to the last one, because they would face a bloody arena match at dawn. A day off is always good.Lei Zhe was very excited. This was the first step of the plan. With this first step, the next actions could be realized.

It was rare for Lei Zhe not to think wildly that night, so he had a good night's sleep. The next day, he ate and drank water to replenish his physical strength, and waited for the group arena in the afternoon.

After the fierce battle in the past few days, only he and Shaar in the last cell were left to watch the battle today, as well as the hostage who was exchanged.Tunan's luck was so good that he was the first to be selected and pushed into the ring.Xia looked at Lei Zhe with a cold expression. Up to this point, he still didn't know what Lei Zhe's plan was, and Lei Zhe was only facing the direction of the ring, as if waiting.

Tunan's opponent finally emerges from the crowd.

It was a lean man who was not too tall. Just by looking at his size, he could tell that there was a significant gap in strength between him and the Lantern Warriors who had played in the field a few days ago.The lean Lantern warrior also drank a bowl of wine before going into the ring, and of course Lei Zhe now knew that it wasn't wine.After the lean man drank the herbs in the bowl, he became excited not long after, and everything was as expected.

The arena is about to start, and the surrounding spectators shouted excitedly one by one. At this moment, a discordant note was suddenly inserted into the cheering sound:

"It turns out that the Lantern people are just a group of cowards who only bully the weak."

The ring suddenly fell silent, Xia Ya looked at Lei Zhe who suddenly made a sound beside him, and Tu Nan on the stage was also stunned.

Lei Zhe looked provocatively at the lean man on the ring, pointed at Tu Nan and said, "He only has one hand, so you're going to fight him like this?"

The skinny man blushed angrily: "I only hit him with one hand!"

"Using only one hand is completely different from having only one hand!" Lei Zhe said aggressively, "I'll play for him, if you want to fight with me!"

This sudden change caught the Lanterns present at the scene by surprise, and it took a while for someone to speak out: "There is no substitute fight in the arena!"

"No?" Lei Zhe looked around with a contemptuous smile on his face, "It must have happened, the only one who defeated you and walked out from here..."

These words seemed to touch the taboo of the Lantern Clan, and there was a moment of silence in the square.

"What? Are you scared?" Lei Zhe glanced at the many faces around the ring, "I'm afraid there will be another person who will beat you to the ground in your ring?!"

These words stirred up the members of the Lantern Clan as they wished, and in an instant Lei Zhe turned himself into a target of public criticism. Under the passionate request of the crowd, the host of the group arena finally agreed to let him fight on his behalf.

Lei Zhe picked up a small, small dagger, stepped onto the ring, and patted the shoulder of the frightened, light-haired boy: "Don't worry," he turned to his opponent on the other side of the ring with confidence, even if this man had magic medicine to help him , and will not be his opponent, "I will win this match."

.

This is a protracted war of attrition. The opponent's offensive was extremely fierce in the previous hour. Lei Zhe always warned himself that he must not love to fight, and only concentrate on keeping a distance from the opponent.The clue of herbal medicine is really very important, because in the case of a large amount of adrenaline being secreted, the body is as excited as the brain is not sober. As long as you concentrate, relax your body and pace, it is not special to avoid the opponent's attack difficulty.

Not sure how long it took to deal with this, the thin man finally showed signs of fatigue, his body began to sweat profusely, the big sweat fell on the ring one by one, and Lei Zhe felt that his physical strength had only been exhausted. to [-]%.

When the time came, he stretched out his bright dagger, flashed out his red cloak with a "crash" like a matador, and started the final dance.

He has never liked bullfighting, thinking it is too cruel and bloody, but if he can fight these barbarians, he is very happy.

The exhausted Lantern Warrior was finally knocked down with a shoulder-to-shoulder fall. After ten countdowns, the thin man finally didn't get up again.Amid the unbelievable and furious protests all around, Lei Zhe stretched his legs and fell on the ring in relief, his chest heaved violently, and he took a deep breath.

After a while, Tunan's face appeared above his field of vision, anxiously looking up and down his wound, and asked all of his mind, "Are you okay?!"

Lei Zhe was too tired to speak.I'm fine, just a little tired, and I got a few cuts on my thighs and arms, but that's nothing to me. After a night's rest, I'm almost fine the next day.

Yep, that's why Tuenan was moved to the previous cell.It is impossible for him to win three games in a row by himself, but if there is an interval in between, even one night, it will give him time to fully recover his energy and strength, and greatly increase his winning rate.

"Let's go down!" Tunan pulled Lei Zhe's arm over his shoulder, helped him up and walked off the ring.

Lei Zhe seemed to see the redness in the eyes of the young man, he smiled, determined not to poke it.

At this time, a voice from the arena stopped them: "Wait." It was the host of the arena who spoke, and the man with a goatee looked at them coldly, "Although you won this game, you can't leave the territory yet , because you are playing on behalf of this boy."

Of course Lei Zhe knew it, so he snorted and laughed: "That means he can leave?"

Goatee didn't answer, it was acquiescence.

Tu Nan supported Lei Zhe: "I'll stay."

Lei Zhe whispered: "Don't be self-willed, you go to Lan Aowen."

Tunan smiled wryly and shook his head: "It's not capricious. If Lan Aowen wanted to save us, he would have come here long ago." There was no emotion in the boy's eyes, his light brown pupils were gentle and firm, "I can't Go, if you want to go, we can only go together, the three of us."

For no reason, Lei Zhe suddenly thought of the Mad Legion.He is the leader of the Mad Legion, but they are still brothers who fought side by side to live and die, but he has never seen Tunan and Shaar, or even Su Ze in this way. Partner, all this time he has nothing but guilt in his heart.However, ever since Tunan said the phrase "I believe in you", this young man has regarded himself as a brother who shares life and death. Perhaps he is the only one from the beginning to the end, and he foolishly thinks that he is a sinner.

.

Back in the cell, Lei Zhe bandaged himself with clothes, and Xia Ya, who had been silent all this time, said at this moment: "I will fight my own arena."

Lei Zhe was still about to say something, but he heard a rustle, and looked up, that boy Shay turned over and fell to sleep on the ground, with his back turned to him, not giving him a chance to talk.

Lei Zhe didn't say anything else, he knew that Xia Ya would treat him with silence, and he couldn't persuade the other party no matter what, but tomorrow is a matter of life and death, the most important thing for him right now is to relax and prepare for the battle.

The next day they had breakfast and lunch, and the two of them were sitting in the cell waiting for the door to be opened. Lei Zhe felt that the time was almost up, and looked at Sha Ya who was still sitting in the corner with his head closed and his eyes closed: "Do you think Is it really possible for you to fight in the ring by yourself?"

The boy sat in the shadow with his head bowed, motionless and silent.

"Why do you still hold on when you know you're losing?" Lei Zhe asked slowly, and finally said, "But if it were me, I might win two games in a row."

Char still showed no signs of loosening.

"If you play before me and you lose, then I won't be able to save you anymore," Lei Zhe said, "Maybe my next performance will also be affected. And if you play after me, I will be uneasy because I am not sure whether you will agree to fight on my behalf, and I will not be able to fight with all my heart."

The guard's footsteps came from outside the door, and the key opened the door.

Lei Zhe looked at Xia who was still standing still, and said in a low voice: "I promise you that this is the last time I will be a hero, and I won't make an exception." He smiled shallowly and said to himself, "I will be a hero in the future." Quiet handsome man."

The door creaked open: "Come out."

.

The square was full of people, and there were obviously more people coming to see the arena than yesterday. Lei Zhe was led by the guards through the crowd to the arena, and he could feel the malicious eyes of the surrounding Deng clansmen, no doubt they were all directed at him of.

Tunan was also in the audience, following them closely.

The man with the goatee glanced at the three of them back and forth, and Lei Zhe could feel the stabbed eyes on him. However, the man finally pointed at the team member standing next to Shaar, and the selected person was immediately pushed away. On the ring.

On the opposite side of the arena, several Lantern warriors whispered to each other, and then a burly man stood up, took the bowl of wine and drank it with his head up.

Lei Zhe originally thought that he didn't have much time to watch this boring one-sided abusive group arena match. What he had to worry about now was how to fight for Xia Yadai, but he couldn't help being distracted.

Because this was the bloodiest of the few games he had seen in the past few days.

The sound of the wrists and ankles of the team members being snapped one after another was heard endlessly. In less than half an hour, the precise shooter under Lan Aowen fell down on the ring dying, but his opponent still stepped on his head and knocked people down. Step on it and crush it hard.

"Enough! He can't stand up anymore!" Tunan couldn't bear it anymore, and shouted loudly amidst the cheers of the crowd.

No one paid attention to him, and the Lantern warriors on the stage turned a deaf ear. He stepped forward and grabbed the neck of his opponent who was paralyzed on the ground, and twisted it hard.

Tu Nan's eyes were red, and he just watched the man who had no power to fight back being tortured and killed in the ring.

This scene also shocked Lei Zhe, and even Xia Ya, who was always expressionless, had a tinge of blood in his eyes.Although the previous group arena matches were brutal, no one had been killed.Even though these defeated people will die sooner or later, it is really outrageous to be tortured to death in broad daylight like this.

The victorious Lantern warrior kicked the corpse off the ring, and the corpse would defiantly fall at Lei Zhe's feet.

Lei Zhe looked up at the condescending Deng clansman, and looked back coldly, do you want to show off?

It was the second round's turn. Before Lei Zhe could say anything, Xia took a step forward, but was stopped by the guards in front of the ring.The black-haired boy looked down at the gun blocked in front of his chest, puzzled, did the other party plan to let Lei Zhe shoot first?

The goatee who presided over the ring looked at Lei Zhe who was in the audience: "Even if I put this boy up now, you will definitely stand up to fight for him, right, so we won't do anything unnecessary."

Tunan in the audience looked at Goatee in shock, and then at Lei Zhe anxiously.When the other party said this, the implication was that Lei Zhe had already prepared for Lei Zhe's opponents in the next two games?

Things had changed, and this was beyond Lei Zhe's expectation. If the Lanterns hadn't seen through his intentions, then his victory yesterday made him a thorn in the side of these barbaric cannibals.No matter what, the next two battles waiting for him must be full of vicious battles, but there is no good news, at least he no longer has to worry that Shaar will hold him back.

He came out more and more, and stepped onto the ring generously: "You send anyone to fight me, I have no objection, but if I win this ring, Shaar can leave."

Goatee raised his eyebrows and said, "No problem. This round is still counted as you fighting on behalf of your companion, and the next round you fight for yourself."

Lei Zhe glanced at Xia Ya and Tu Nan in the audience, he no longer had the mind to worry about their feelings, he looked at the Lantern Warriors on the sidelines, and another one stood up and came forward.

This man's weapon is a big knife shaped like a leon obsidian knife, which is longer and heavier than the machete used in field battles. It has a straight back and a straight blade, and a square tip. The man holds it in his hand but can swing it easily. Lei Zhe also chose a long knife, but the purpose is more for defense.

Tu Nan, who was watching the fight from below, felt that something was wrong at the beginning of the fight. Lei Zhe's maneuvering tactics seemed to be stretched in front of the machete.

The Lantern Warrior swung his big saber vigorously. In the not very open ring, defense became a more difficult task than offense. Lei Zhe was accidentally forced to the edge of the ring, and almost slipped with his heel arena.

This thrilling scene seemed familiar, Lei Zhe looked at the big knife that broke through the wind, and he seemed to have returned to the past for a moment.

.

"There is a very powerful guy in Lan Aowen's team, who uses an obsidian sword. If we want to steal supplies from him, we can only take advantage of his absence." At that time, I was sitting on the hood of the Hummer, There was a forest machete in the shape of Leon's obsidian broadsword on his lap, "If I meet that guy, I'm not sure what my chances of winning are."

"Is it that powerful?" The monster looked skeptical.

He threw the machete on his leg to the monster who asked the question, and the latter's hand sank and he almost missed it, and then he showed an expression of lingering fear.He jumped off the hood: "You pay me to practice your hands. I have never dealt with such a cold weapon. The four of you take turns fighting me one by one."

The monster weighed the machete in his hand: "Oh, crazy, you are really crazy when you say you are crazy!"

As soon as the voice fell heavily, the big knife slashed straight at him without any politeness.

The members of the Crazy Legion were never polite when they practiced with him, not only rude, but also ruthless. He was used to dealing with this group of flexible human sandbags, but now he practiced a little impetuously.He usually has few opponents in close combat, but at this moment, due to the length of the blade, he has been tossing for a long time but still can't get close to the opponent. He has an advantage in strength but has no room to display it.

Not to mention one of four battles, by the time the third Maizi came on the field, he was already struggling to hide, and was finally forced to a corner with his back against the door of the Hummer.

Pointing the tip of the knife at his throat, Maizi yelled excitedly: "Wow, it's so cool! You too will be bombed by a sandbag one day!!"

The sandbags swarmed up to take a group photo, took a photo of this unforgettable scene with Polaroid, and then patted him on the shoulder and went away regardless of his humbleness to keep him.

He squatted beside the wheel in frustration, scratching at his hair and couldn't think of a way to turn the tables. If he really happened to meet Leon, would his good days be over?

Worried, a pair of black short boots stopped in front of him.

Ren leaned over to pick up the machete, and the wide straight-edged knife flipped over in his hand, and he bowed his head and said to him, "I'll practice with you."

Ren Ken was naturally ecstatic to accompany him to practice with him. Except for the main reason of practicing hands, he actually had some selfishness. He had always secretly ranked Ren's individual combat ability below his own, but the two had never met each other. After passing, I always feel that there is something wrong with the name.

They found an open place in the parking lot, and he used the machete and blade to dismantle his moves.The so-called know yourself and know your enemy and you will never end in a hundred battles. He wants to put himself in Leon's position, and the blade is not as powerful as him, and he can't achieve the best training effect with that machete.

In the beginning, he did have the upper hand. He was already good at strength, and he was more comfortable with this kind of thick and heavy sword, while the blade dodged very passively. He suddenly lost the right to speak in front of him.

Maintaining this state, he felt that he could fight for at least another [-] rounds, but he didn't know when to start, but he vaguely felt a little powerless.It's not that he's tired, but he still has strength. It feels like...a bug that fell into a spider's web, and his hands and feet are entangled by invisible spider silk.

He didn't understand what went wrong, Yueshan Zhenli was still the same Yueshan Zhenri, it was impossible to suddenly overcome strength with softness, so he continued to swing the saber and use the same force, he really wanted to use the Yueshan Zhenli hit it down, but every time the machete hit the blade of the samurai sword, the inscription knife made a "ding" sound, and retreated very gently. He felt like a starving wolf, with its fangs tearing The prey is biting, but what is biting is a phantom. The phantom is beautiful, but it is like a flower in the moon water in the mirror. You can see it but can't eat it...

His heart was itching to be scratched, and finally he couldn't help but swung the machete, and the thick blade slashed towards the shadow of Yueshan Zhenli——

This time, both speed and strength have been brought to the extreme, and behind the blade is an abandoned car, and he can no longer avoid it, he is bound to win!

The blade of the machete knocked against Yue Shanzhen's blade as thin as a cicada's wing, and the samurai sword was finally defeated. He saw with his own eyes that the fingers holding the sword trembled and the snow-white long sword fell to the ground.

At the same time, he only heard a hiss. He was too familiar with this sound. It was the sound of another samurai sword being unsheathed on the back of the blade. This unsheathing action was completed in an instant, and he was not unable to keep up with the opponent. speed, but this time he was unable to react, because under the slash with all his strength just now, the tip of the machete was still stuck in the door of the abandoned car. Before he could pull it out, the second samurai sword had already Quietly against his neck.

Baba didn't take out the Polaroid to take pictures, and quickly put away the knife. Tsukiyama Jeri slid back into the scabbard with a "hiss", and Zen pulled out the machete that had been inserted into the car body: "This kind of machete As far as I know, it is used to clear paths on the battlefield, and it can cut through thorns and bushes effortlessly, and it can cut people like iron like mud. If it is in an open area, I will not be your opponent."

Only then did he wake up and look around. This place was no longer the open field where they first fought, but the space was narrow among the scattered abandoned vehicles.Looking back at the previous fights, he suddenly realized that the reason why he had the illusion of being entangled was that the machete could not be swung freely in such a cramped space, and the blade would keep hitting the car body, the glass, and even When swinging the knife, you will also notice these obstacles subconsciously, and you cannot make a big cut.Once the broadsword, which is invincible in the open area, enters such a maze, it seems to be stuck in a swamp, and its power is greatly reduced.

"If you can't avoid fighting Leon, lure him into favorable terrain and don't engage him head-on in the open."

He looked at the blade who said so, admiring and admiring in his heart: "For you, there is no problem in the world that cannot be solved?"

"I don't dare to say that." Blade leaned over to pick up the slashed samurai sword, "It's just simplifying, breaking the whole into parts."

The inscription knife that had been chopped off was put back into its sheath, with a clang, clean and neat.

.

The excited shouts from the arena called Lei Zhe's attention back. He tried to block the attack with a long knife earlier, but the thin long knife was no match for the jungle machete. It's the injured left hand.The longer the time dragged on, the faster the wound would open and worsen, so he had to make a quick decision. He clenched the long knife in his hand, and went up when the machete struck again!

The machete knocked on the blade of the long knife, but there was no flash of light and flint, because the long knife didn't hit half a point, and it fell down.

The machete seemed to be cutting on a pile of cotton, the blade sank unexpectedly, and the tip of the knife fell directly on the ground of the ring, and the square-ended knife tip made a harsh impact sound.The Lantern Warrior was a little confused, but he was still excited, and without thinking about it, he swung his sword again.

In the first half an hour of dealing with Lei Zhe, he expended too much energy. He didn't get the slightest advantage and suffered serious injuries. But now he is calmer than ever. The long knife can't be used as a defensive weapon at all, because it can't withstand Kaishan Dao slashed with all his strength, but it could buy him precious time, just like Blade once did.

Tunan noticed that the previous one-sided situation had gradually changed. In the next few confrontations, the inconspicuous long knife always deflected the machete's slashing blows, and Lei Zhe was no longer exhausted in order to avoid it. He began to slowly regain the initiative.

As time passed, the attacks of the Lantern warriors repeatedly failed, and the blades struck the ground repeatedly. The humble long knife in Lei Zhe's hand was similar to the red cloth in the matador's hand. The impact, the impact kept turning into nothingness.Tu Nan was very excited. Although Lei Zhe was injured more than the other party and his left sleeve was stained red with blood, he now has the upper hand!

The light-haired boy couldn't help clenching his fists. Seeing the two fighting fiercely to the corner of the ring, Lei Zhe seemed to be unable to retreat, but when the opponent attacked with a knife, he ducked down and dodged desperately. Closing his momentum, he slashed fiercely into the high pillar at the corner of the arena. The pillar that needed two people to encircle him made a "squeak" sound but did not break immediately. The blade was stuck on the trembling pillar. The matador, whose left arm was dyed red, swung the soul-stirring final blow—the tip of the long knife stabbed firmly at the opponent's throat!

It is not an exaggeration to say that the whole scene was dead silent at that second, and Tunan was so excited that he almost cried out.Lei Zhe didn't take the life of the Lantern Warrior, and took his long knife back panting. Although he won the ring, his physical strength was also exhausted, and the wound on his left arm was inevitably opened. He put down the long knife Standing on the ground, as soon as the body relaxes from the state of high tension, I feel that my legs and feet are too weak to stand up.

There was a complete silence in the arena, but suddenly someone applauded.

The applause was repeated again and again, which seemed cold and strange in the silence of the audience.

Tu Nan followed the sound and saw that the one standing up clapping was a silver-haired boy. He was wearing a simple white shirt and jeans, and a black vest over the shirt. He looked like a handsome young man with a trace of rebellion in the corners of his eyes and brows.

Lei Zhe frowned and looked at the silver-haired boy, who also stared at him. The silence on the field changed. Lei Zhe's instinct told him that this boy was definitely not a kind person.

The young man took the bowl of wine from the person around him, but did not drink it. Instead, he held the bowl high with one hand. He wore a string of bone ornaments on his wrist. White bones and silver pendants ran along the slightly thin wrist. Sliding down, colliding with each other, clanking: "This glass of wine is to my brother, and also to Ayoko who was killed by Lan Aowen." He said and spilled the bowl of medicinal wine on the ground.

When he spilled the wine, he turned his wrist coldly, and his eyes looked sharply at Lei Zhe on the ring through the falling wine.After the wine was poured, the young man put one hand on the cold weapon at his waist, stepped onto the ring with big strides, and then pulled out the scimitar at his waist with an unexpected "clang" sound!

Seeing this, Tu Nan was about to call Lei Zhe to be careful, but saw the scimitar raised and lowered, and it landed on the boy's own arm in the blink of an eye!

The bright red blood soaked the shirt sleeves of the silver-haired boy in an instant. He flicked his arm nonchalantly as if he was shaking off raindrops from his hands. Tight: "Since you also know the secret of that bowl of medicinal wine, let's compete openly. If you lose, I will be happy to spend a year slowly enjoying you."

Lei Zhe let go of the long knife, and picked a usual dagger from the weapon rack beside him: "I'm really sorry," he turned to face the silver-haired boy on the opposite side of the ring, raised his hand, and stabbed the tall man next to him with the dagger. On the pillar, the pillar that did not collapse under the power of the machete finally broke, and the members of the Lantern tribe under the stage dodged one after another. Lei Zhe retracted his dagger and smiled with satisfaction, "You will be hungry next year."