Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Looking at the winner of a 100-win streak, how many years had it been before another 100-win streak appeared in the Gladiator Arena?
However, when Lotte walked onto the stage, he realized that the person standing on the stage was actually none other than Minida.
“I won’t hold back just because you’re Minida,” Lotte only said this one sentence.
The two of them were facing each other head-on, so there was no point in saying anything. They waited for the host to announce her identity and battle results again before announcing the start.
Lotte took a step forward and charged toward minida. However, in the next second, he could only see a series of black afterimages. There was a piercing pain on his back. He could feel that his blood was flowing out rapidly. He could not believe his eyes.
He did not even use a single move. How could he be killed so easily?
The previous stunt had become a complete joke at this moment. More importantly, Minida had used her whip to stab Lotte’s body. At this moment, the whip in her hand was more like a knife.
He felt a chill go down his spine. As Minida pulled out the whip from his heart, blood spurted out and his body fell to the ground weakly.
He held his last breath for two seconds. Before he could finish his words, he had already died.
His eyes were wide open as if he had a lot of things to say.
The audience was silent. Even the host was speechless. They had thought that this would be a wonderful battle. However, it ended so quickly that they could not react in time.
“I guess we’ll have to send more death row prisoners over,” the manager muttered to himself.
No one liked to watch a battle that was completely crushed or even instantly killed every time!
During the cleaning of the stage, Minida was urgently called out of the arena. The manager communicated with her with an ugly expression, hoping that she could restrain her strength and make the battle more exciting.
She shrugged helplessly, “No one can withstand a single blow from me. No matter how much I restrain myself, they’ll still be killed in an instant.”
The manager stared at her with a helpless expression.
“Then, there’s nothing we can do.” Ye Sheng leaned against the stage with his arms crossed over his chest.
Frowning, the manager waved his hand speechlessly, indicating for the arena to continue. He hurriedly left to discuss this matter with the higher-ups.
A few people left the participants’ seats. Most of the remaining people just wanted to spectate. None of them were willing to go on stage. Many people even praised the warrior from before. His decision was extremely correct.
If he had chosen to continue defending the arena, he would be the one being dragged away without any dignity as a corpse.
“Wasn’t that the warrior personally introduced by Monarch Marl? How did he get killed in an instant like that?” someone whispered.
“Minida’s also Monarch Marl’s personal guard. She’ll participate in every tournament. Naturally, her strength isn’t ordinary,” another warrior turned around and said.
“That’s true.” That person nodded repeatedly. With such a huge difference in strength, as long as one was not stupid, they would not side with Lotte. After all, he was the one who went up to the arena.
As this battle ended too quickly, the last-minute decision was to use death row prisoners to warm up the next person who challenged Minida in order to prevent such a thing from happening again. If he could not even beat a death row prisoner, there was no need to waste any more time.
Su Chen finally went up to the arena. The arena had pulled out death row prisoners at the last minute. The death row prisoner walked up to the arena expressionlessly. He could not see the arena, and unlike the others, he did not know about the cruel battle between Minida and Lotte just now. Other than a little surprise when he saw his opponent’s attire when he first went up to the stage, there was no other expression on his face.
The shackles on his body were removed, and the condemned prisoner received two long swords that the attendant handed over.
His originally lifeless eyes suddenly lit up when he picked up the two swords. Then, he stabbed them at Su Chen with incomparable sharpness. Without any fancy movements, the long sword slashed in front of him, pointing diagonally at the ground. Then, he walked toward Su Chen, step by step.
Su Chen first raised his dagger and held it in front of him. The side of his face was pointed directly at the condemned prisoner opposite him, and the cold and sharp blade that reflected the flames above his head still had traces of blood left from the previous match.
The prisoner’s lips curled up slightly and then gradually froze. His gaze was cold and sharp, and there was a hint of madness in it. As a person who used to lick blood off his blade, when Su Chen made his move and the sharpness between his brows was revealed, he knew that the person in front of him was a formidable enemy.
However, he was a condemned prisoner. He had one foot in death’s door. Whether he would die a few days earlier or see the light of day again and breathe the fresh air outside of prison depended on the battle.
Pursing his lips, the condemned prisoner was not interested in talking nonsense anymore. He waved his long sword, and the blade gradually turned red. With a string of red light, he slashed toward Su Chen.
Su Chen raised his dagger to block the long sword. His palm felt the burning aura and the sound of sparks exploding could be heard as the sharp blades rubbed against each other.
Another long sword was raised from the bottom up. It was also parried by Su Chen. The prisoner then took a step forward and aimed directly at Su Chen’s throat.
While he kept his swords up to protect his vital points, the condemned prisoner wanted to retreat with a grave expression. Regardless of strength or speed, he was stronger than Su Chen.
However, Su Chen’s speed was slightly different. The prisoner barely used the hilt of his sword to block the incoming dagger but the price he paid was having all three of his fingers cut off. Clang!
Having his fingers cut off, the prisoner naturally could not hold his long sword. In that instant, his death was only a few centimeters away from him. He abandoned his sword and retreated. However, he had completely understood Su Chen’s strength. This way, he could live a few more seconds.
The three severed fingers fell to the ground dripping in blood. They rolled on the ground and were stained with dust.
He, the prisoner who had been waiting for a long time to see the light of day beyond the death cell, did not have any color on his face. At this moment, he was even paler. He held his sword in front of his body, while the wound on his other hand was still bleeding.
During the confrontation, Su Chen suddenly disappeared from where he was. The eyes of the condemned prisoner widened for a moment. He flipped his wrist and turned around, stabbing the tip of his sword behind him.
However, in that instant, a cold light as white as snow silently slid past his throat. Su Chen’s figure appeared beside him, and then his figure flashed and reappeared 10 meters away.
The frenzied attacker that had lost its target only shifted twice in the end.
The condemned prisoner opened his mouth, but no sound came out. The light in his eyes dimmed, and bloodlines appeared on his throat. Then, blood rushed out from the wound, dyeing his gray prison clothes red.
Su Chen waved his hand to fling off the blood on his dagger, and the condemned prisoner fell forward powerlessly. He closed his eyes as blood silently spread out from under his body.
“Phew.” The host on the high platform exhaled lightly. He was holding his breath while he watched the battle that had only lasted a few seconds. Looking at Su Chen, who was standing quietly at the edge of the arena, he felt that words were unnecessary.
However, he still had to open his mouth. “Look! A dark horse will be born in our match! This warrior defeated our condemned prisoner very quickly. Then, in the battle between his strength and Minida’s, will he be able to defeat our hundred-win streak?”
“Oh!”
The audience shouted at the right time. Su Chen, who was standing on the stage, seemed to be keeping a low profile, but he was extremely dazzling. Even if the battle was clean and neat, and the audience did not have much to watch. He alone was the main attraction, and the audience still cheered for him..