The host came to announce the rules of the game: the whole game was divided into nine rounds, and the opponent was knocked out of the ring, or killed and injured to the point where he had no fighting power, it was considered a victory. Five out of nine games.
The first person from Linglong's party to take the stage was called the Bronze Corpse Ghost King. He was tall and burly, with a face like bronze, holding two big axes, plopping and swaying step by step, stepping on the bamboo platform wobbly, and came up from under the stage. The two big axes collided in mid-air, making a loud clang, and they didn't speak, just staring at Tommy.
The boss of Xiangnu was ready. He was arranging his clothes, tightening his shoelaces, and took out a steel knife from the second hand beside him, winked at the other three brothers, and then turned around and stepped onto the stage.
The two stood in the middle of the stage and looked at each other. The ghost king was a full head and a half taller than the boss, and his body was thick enough to hold three elephant slave bosses. He changed his expression, and the two axes collided again in mid-air, making tinkling noises, and suddenly slashed towards the boss.
The elephant slave boss rolled on the spot, and with a click of the ax, it hit the ground of the ring, splitting a big hole in the platform, and stuck his ax there.
The boss turned over and jumped up, slashed back with a knife, swipe the ground, and cut off one arm of the ghost king. People in the arena exclaimed and applauded happily. Everyone likes to see their own people win.
The ghost king had a broken arm, and he didn't feel any pain at all. Linglong had already given him a special medicine powder, so his body didn't feel pain, and he wouldn't bleed. His left arm was broken, and the ax on his right arm swung up again, and slashed at the elephant slave boss across the middle.
The boss of Xiangnu was a little surprised, and hurriedly blocked it with a horizontal knife. The ghost king's strength was too great, and he used a heavy weapon again. With a loud sound, the ax hit the back of the knife, and the boss of the elephant slave was knocked out, flying sideways for more than one foot, and almost fell off the ring.
Without making a sound, the ghost king rushed to him with strides, raised his ax and struck again. Relying on the dexterity of his body, the boss of Xiangnu rolled backwards and managed to dodge it. He managed to slash the ghost king's ankle with a slash, and a big foot was cut off.
The King of Ghosts was still indifferent, he hopped over on one leg, and went down with another axe. Now the elephant slave boss had no way out, rolled from the ring and fell down.
Seeing that he was kicked off the ring, the King of Ghosts came back and jumped, found his big foot, sat on the ground, grabbed his foot, pressed it on his calf, and it was connected. It may be that the connection is not very suitable all of a sudden, and it is twisted and adjusted again and again. Then stood up, took two steps, intact.
It turns out that this guy has a self-healing function.
He turned around to look for the arm that had been cut off, grabbed it as usual, fixed himself, lifted the two big axes, stood in the middle of the stage with a sullen and expressionless face, and waited for the referee to declare him the winner.
Just at this moment, with a flash in front of his eyes, four figures jumped up from the stage, but they were the four Xiangnu brothers: the eldest, the second, the third, and the nine-toed fourth, who arrived together.
The King of Ghosts looked back at the referee: He has already been kicked out of the ring, so he should be counted as a loser, why did he jump back again? Just now one went down, but this time there are four jumping up, what's the matter?
The referee was also a little puzzled and asked the arbitration team next to him. Response from the arbitration team: According to our observations by the line judges, the elephant slave boss did not fall off the ring just now, he just fell into the air, was caught by the other three elephant slaves, and jumped back again.
As for these four people, they are siblings, just like one person.
The boss of Xiangnu said: Our brothers are one body. If you, the ghost king, think it is not worthwhile, you can call a few more people to come up. Up to ten or a hundred is fine, but we only have four brothers to play against, how about it?
The Ghost King didn't answer, and came up to fight with the four Xiangnu brothers again.
The four Xiangnu brothers, each with a steel knife, fought in the four corners. To be honest, their martial arts strength is not much higher than that of ordinary people. In the martial arts level of the Central Plains, they can be regarded as the top level of masters.
But recently, Chen Erdan pointed out a formation for them, called the four-door pocket bottom formation. This formation was born out of the Taiji Diagram, the so-called Taiji ascends the two poles, and the two appearances produce the four images. Four images produce gossip. The four-door pocket-bottom array corresponds to the two appearances and four phases, implying the eight trigrams, the variables of the eight, eight, sixty-four hexagrams.
?These four brothers have the same thoughts and echoes three times. Some people go in and some people go back. If someone attacks the front, someone must respond from the flank. Some people focus on attacking and risking their lives to attack, without having to consider defense. Someone defends and doesn't love to attack. The four of them are like one main body born with eight hands and eight legs. Their overall combat ability has been raised by two levels at once, surpassing two top masters, and even enough for a junior god of war to drink a pot.
Relying on his height and strength, the King of Ghosts didn't pay attention to the four brothers at first. He has his own reasons for being conceited, so what if you can fight again? I have a self-healing function. If you cut me with a knife, I can still heal. I am not afraid.
And the fight won't stop?? A hundred moves, and the ghost king will be hard to support.
The opponent's formation is too ingenious, you can't attack by yourself, and you can't defend yourself when others attack. What's more terrible is that the opponent's attacks are repeated one after another, one after another. He was injured, and before he could recover, he was stabbed again.
The elephant slave boss slashed at his shoulder with a knife. The ghost king raised the ax in his left hand to meet him. As soon as he raised his arm, the weakness under the elbow was exposed. The second child immediately stepped forward and stabbed him in the armpit.
The ghost king hastily swung his right ax again and knocked at the second child's steel knife. There was a big gap behind him. Xiangnu Lao San poked his ass hard, poking a hole in his big crotch. The knife had just been retracted here, and the fourth child made another knife in the hole, and picked it up, opening a half-foot-long opening.
The ghost king was furious, he left everyone behind, turned around and ran towards the fourth child, he slashed down with two axes, but was entangled by the eldest child and the second child again, stabbing his left and right ribs. No way, the ghost king had no choice but to sweep left and right to deal with the boss and the second. While struggling to swing the axe, the fourth child turned over again, and then put a knife on the hole in his buttocks. Three consecutive knives and two knives cut off the meat on the two buttocks.
The third child was still not satisfied, so he gave him some advice: "I said you are a fool, why do you always cut at places where you don't care, look at me." He jumped in his own position, just in time to gain power, jumped up and slashed at the ghost king. the back of the neck.
Hearing that the wind was not good, the ghost king hurriedly covered the top with snowflakes, and swung two axes to cover the back of his head. I didn't expect that the third child was a lure. The three brothers understood it, and suddenly advanced from the four corners at the same time, and attacked at the same time with only one knife. Divide the limbs of the ghost king.
These four knives were fast and accurate, and when the four knives came down, there was only one sound: "Crack", and the ghost king's two arms and two thighs were cut off at the same root.
As usual, there was no bloodshed. The four Xiangnu brothers, each holding a limb, threw it out to his own soldiers in the audience: "Go on!". The four bodyguards took the limbs in their hands, and ran in four directions, looking for a place where no one was there, digging a hole and burying them without mentioning it.
On the stands, the ghost king's tall body suddenly fell down on the stage, and now only a section of his fleshy body remained, with a big head sticking out. He was lying there, his eyes full of horror, watching the four brothers approaching step by step: "You! What are you going to do?" (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com