Supreme pardon

The words of the past seemed to still linger in his ears, the strong white light hit the stage, and Bai Hou stared at the audience in a daze.

On the other side of the passage, his opponent tonight has been led up.

"There are no weaklings in the Bloody Arena, there are only a group of tough lunatics there. You have to survive in the rain of blood. What is different from other arenas is that most of the players there are voluntary. If you can get a generous reward, if you can stay there for ten years, I will set you free."

"In the past ten years, half of every reward you won will be used for your sister's medical expenses, and the other half will be deducted to compensate for the light core." The cold words spit out from the man's handsome lips, without any emotion, breaking the hundred times. All fantasies arising from being rescued by the other party.

Xu Tang could see the disillusionment in the man's eyes, which made him very happy.

He has been stared at by wanton eyes for many years, and now seeing that light go out in the man's eyes little by little, he has an almost perverted sense of revenge.

"Try to live on. You have to know that a humble person will pay the price if he wants anything that doesn't belong to him. The most important thing for a person is to recognize his own position!"

At the end of that night, this sentence was the only thing he could remember verbatim. Every night during the two years of struggling and licking blood in this arena, Bai Hou would echo in his ears.

He can't last ten years.

In this bloody arena, no one has ever been able to stand on stage for five consecutive years.

Most of the people who came here voluntarily signed one-year contracts, and the few who signed three-year contracts were also considered suicide.

After ten years, the audience will get tired of watching it, and at a certain point, those who are worthless will be removed from the stage.

As for those who have produced value, the arena will not let you go easily. If you are stubborn, they have plenty of means to deal with you. Although they will not interfere with the competition, they can do too much after the competition, such as cutting food and changing the living environment .

Even if the arena does not do this, the young and strong men who come one after another are enough to knock down the slightly tired former overlords from the altar.

The only way to leave alive... Dodging the huge oncoming fist, Baihou retreated while fighting, carefully moving to the edge of the table.

Only for those powerful people watching below to offer to take him away.

In the past two years of working hard in the arena, Baihou has paid special attention to the news in this area. It is not without precedent, but it is very rare.

Because the bloody arena is very powerful, and even has half of the official background, most of the families, they don't even look at it.

If you can take people away from here, you have to be a person with real hands and eyes. With a little family status or money, the arena will never sell you this face.

"It's a real big shot, I heard..." Fang Qing's voice was even more mysterious, "Even the general affairs will come, and... the king."

"What king?"

The sound of the conversation gradually faded away, Baihou walked out from the darkness, his eyes trembling.

Although he couldn't hear it clearly, but combined with the busy environment in the afternoon and the nervous high-level executives of the arena, he slowly thought of something.

There must be some super big person coming tonight, if you don't seize this opportunity...

Can you still hold on?He was injured in the first two fights, but before he recovered, the people in the arena arranged another fight for him.

Baihou was not willing to sit and wait for death. He successfully swallowed the light core and two years of training in "hell". He believed in his own strength, and he was unwilling to die in this dark place like this, just like what the man said at the end two years ago.

A humble existence, and a humble disappearance.

The most important thing for a person to live is to change. He never thinks about recognizing his own identity.

As long as it is not the last moment, he can't give up. Besides, he still has a younger sister, and Bailing is still waiting for him to come home.

"Huh..." The mouse stood next to Wen Renjue, staring at the fight on the stage, becoming more and more bored, "Wasn't it quite fierce just now?"

His complaints were exactly the opinions of other people in the arena. The two gladiators who had just clashed fiercely on the stage were now fighting with the hems of their clothes stained. There was no savage foil of fists and blood. Empty shelves left.

Maybe the layman still looks very fierce, but for the masters like them, the fighting has become dull.

Both Heihu and Xiangyang changed into their family costumes. Compared with the neat cyan suits and trousers in Shengding Wangyu, their clothes were much more cumbersome.

It looks good in such a suit, but it will be inconvenient to do it. Fortunately, they don't need to do it on an occasion like tonight. "It's not that they don't want to fight, but there is one person who has been hiding."

Xiang Yang stared at the man who was gradually moving towards the edge of the table, "His right leg has an old injury."

"There shouldn't be any hindrance." Hei Hu watched intently and interjected.

Wen Renjue sat upright on the chair specially arranged for him in the middle, his expression changed from being serious just now to being lazy now, the discussion of his confidants did not disturb his mind, raised his right hand, and he tilted his body and let out a long yawn .

The dependents are very used to his laziness.

After all, the mouse is only pretending to be a guard, so of course it can make a sound on such an occasion, but the real guards of Wenren Jue are all guarding their surroundings with expressionless faces.

The temporary viewing shed is right on the edge of the light, and outsiders can vaguely see the figures in the shed, but they cannot see their specific movements and expressions clearly.

"It's a pity that such a powerful person spends time in such a place." Zhu Ge shook his head and sighed, while Liu Qinghe stretched his neck to look at the temporary viewing booth below, "When you first entered the arena, did you see Niesheng?" Is there anyone following the king?"

"You mean the two wearing white robes?" Wu Mingzhe also glanced at the location of the Nirvana Kingdom, and said longingly, "Is it the legendary family members?"

"Tell me, how strong do they have to be?" Liu Qinghe murmured.

"You'll know after a fight!" Zhu Ge disapproved and muttered softly.

"Bai Tan has to give you two supercilious glances here." Patting the man on the shoulder, Liu Qinghe rolled his eyes and said, "I'll do it for him first!"

Zhu Ge couldn't laugh or cry.

Baihou once again resisted the opponent's kick, while dodging, he carefully observed his surroundings.

Some of the official staff of the arena who were hiding under the fighting ring frowned.

The man on the opposite side who had been attacking Baihou cursed uncomfortably, "Why did you send such a coward to fight me tonight?"

The people in the arena may not have understood it at first, but they gradually realized that Baihou had been avoiding the battle. Because there have never been fake fights and insider operations.

The situation tonight is very special. The general affairs of the alliance are sitting in the audience, accompanied by the ten most powerful family patriarchs in the alliance, and the other spectators standing or sitting are all from major cities in the alliance. person of status.

In the two sheds directly opposite, there are two king domain masters who came to form an alliance this time.

No mistakes are allowed tonight, let alone such ugly things as passive avoidance of battle.

The high-level members of the arena gathered together and talked in a low voice. When Bai Hou noticed this scene while looking around, he became more and more anxious.

However, the man in front of him was too difficult to deal with, and he hadn't been able to find a good opportunity.

The three temporary viewing booths near the stage confirmed his suspicion that no matter what tonight, he must seize the opportunity.

But, which side should we rush to?

Dodging, Baihou looked for an opportunity to attack the upper body of the opponent. He had already seen through the battle that the lower body of the man opposite was very stable, but the upper body was clumsy due to the extra arms.

If it wasn't for a special arrangement, these fighters are not allowed to use their abilities. Bai Hou was careful with his steps. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the leader of the arena rushing to one of the viewing booths.

He suddenly raised his hands.

"Boom!" There was a loud noise, and a bolt of lightning suddenly descended from the sky above the fighting platform.

"King!" Hao Qiang stood up at once, his arms flashed lightning at the same time and stopped Zhongmeng in front of him.

Zhongmeng shouted "It's all right!", and then raised his eyes to see the marks left by lightning on the stage.

Because of his order, Hao Qiang hurriedly stopped his movements.

The loud noise was quite sudden, causing quite a few exclamations in the arena.

After the lightning dissipated, everyone saw a black hole in the center of the platform, and one of the two people in the battle had disappeared, and the other five-armed man who was attacked by the lightning managed to escape the attack and was retreating to a corner of the platform. .

Heihu turned his head and glanced at Wen Renjue. Although he didn't make a sound, his eyes were asking for instructions.

Wen Renjue sleeps with phoenix eye tails twitched, and opens his mouth to let out another sleepy yawn.

"Be careful!" Someone from the crowd watching above the stage suddenly exclaimed.

Baihou, who had disappeared in the blinding white light before, suddenly fell from mid-air, his body was like a sharp arrow, dodging the bullets fired at him, and rushed straight to the shed where the King of Nirvana was sitting. At the same time, Lightning flashed and thundered behind him, and dozens of thunderbolts as thick as an adult's arm had already descended to intercept the guards of the arena.