A few crows of crows unraveled the curtain of the battle.

As Draven's order was shouted, dozens of gladiators were pushed into the arena from iron gates in all directions under the high wall.

The gladiators were naked in their upper body, exposing their strong and plump muscles and scars that symbolize glory. They wore tight iron helmets, wide belts, and pants without any protective power, and held various weapons.

Some gladiators who knew they were defeated were flinched after coming to the court, hoping to watch the fire from the other side of the river until the end. However, those famous gladiators who fully enjoyed all kinds of fanatical cheers have turned their shouts into passion and lifted their butcher's knife to move towards the weak.

As the cold and sharp iron tools cut into the fragile flesh and brought out a bunch of warm blood, the rhythm of the battle could not stop, and it harvested the lives of the gladiators like a meat grinder.

After all the weak were massacred and left the field, the real battle began, and the butchers all faced each other.

Somewhere in the arena, two evenly matched gladiators fought fiercely, and their weapons were taken away by each other, leaving only the original fight between punches and flesh.

It should have been a stalemate duel, but a gladiator risked the fracture of his hand bone and directly hit his opponent's iron helmet with his fist.

This non-routine blow directly stunned the opponent, and a dizziness came to his face. He fell to the ground, ridden by the adventurer gladiator, his neck was pressed hard, and then his bloody fists followed one after another on his helmet.

The battle can be learned quickly, but it will never end without any suspense.

Not only the audience was watching the battle, but other gladiators were also watching the battle of others. The drama of the script was revealed at this time.

After defeating his opponent, a gladiator in the corner saw the two men who were unprepared and rushed over from behind with a spear in his hand.

It has nothing to do with morality, it is allowed by the rules. He must fight to solve all enemies, and every enemy who can still stand must be defeated.

The spear pierced the boxing gladiator from the back, but the opponent under him was able to escape. He immediately got up and rushed towards the spear-holding gladiator who indirectly saved his life. In return, he used the sharp corner on his helmet to penetrate the opponent's chest.

In the center of the arena, two gladiators blocked each other's blades with weapons in their hands. After a crisp sound of metal collision, they cut high and tried to cut over the enemy's neck. However, the amplitude of this movement was too large, and the swing exposed their weakness. They were stabbed into the chest and abdomen by the opponent's sword first, and then pushed to the ground in an incredible gaze.

The winner threw away his weapons and raised his hands to greet and cheer.

Such cruel battles abound on this loess.

Geno looked at the battle in the arena with a blank expression. To be honest, he didn't find it very interesting.

Although it is called competition, he did not see many competitive elements in the battle. He only saw very primitive cold weapons fighting. Even if it was a little psychological game, it was pitifully few.

As he looked at it, he always felt something was gone. After thinking about it carefully, he realized that what was missing was the host's passionate commentary.

Geno looked at the host of the arena Draven. The latter was sitting bored on the throne, and the broken sword had been hung back on the wall by him. At this time, Geno discovered that in fact, Draven looked quite normal when he didn't deliberately make fun of it and was serious.

He rotated a knife on his index finger, took a look at the situation on the field, and then sighed and turned his head to look at the rotating knife in his hand. It seemed that the poor battle on the field was not as fun as the knife in his hand, and he couldn't arouse his interest at all, and he was too lazy to even comment on the commentary.

Seeing this, Geno smiled knowingly because he knew that the really interesting part was coming.

Crazy

I saw the sound of iron chains twisting in the arena, and a sunken platform in the center slowly rose up under the transmission of the mechanism until it was flush with the ground.

A woman appeared in the field, with iron chains tied to her feet and a stone pillar on the lifting platform. She wore a gray cloth coat, and her only armor was a heavy shoulder armor on her left shoulder. Her hair was as rare as Cindra, and her hair was tied cleanly behind her head. The tanned skin was stained with delicate salt crystals, which made her skin faintly reflect a strong oily light.

"The mysterious man is actually a woman!"

"The damn arena is just trying to make us bet on the mysterious people and lose all our pants!"

"Blackhearted!"

Unbelievable doubts permeated the arena.

Although Noxus values ​​strength, women rarely appear in the arena, because there are many places that can create value for women, and throwing them into the arena is the most wasteful thing to consume.

Listening to the audience's shouting, Geno knew that the person he was looking for had appeared, she was Riven.

Riven was standing under the shadow of the high wall. After observing that the gladiators around him were still a distance away from him, he turned his eyes to Draven on the throne and the broken sword hanging on the wall behind him.

The area around Riven's eyes was blackened by the wood ash she brought from her second hometown, but even so, her obscure eyes hidden under the shadow of the dark eyes and bangs were still noticed by Draven.

Draven suddenly became interested when he looked at the pretty strong white-haired woman.

He stopped turning the knife in his hand, leaned forward, focusing his eyes on Riven, and his expression became solemn, wanting to see if this mysterious woman is worth a fight.

He still remembered that when the organizer invited him to host the show, he promised to have a tough role this time.

The remaining gladiators came over. They knew each other well and decided to solve this mysterious man who was unknown first.

Faced with the enemy who came from the double-team, Raven was extremely calm and responded to changes.

A gladiator took the lead in charge and stabbed Riven in the chest with an iron sword. However, Riven took a step back and let her body deviate from the stab before the sword reached. She held the back of the gladiator's head and pushed him hard behind him, causing his forehead and Shizhu to have a close contact.

Riven had just brought down a gladiator, and her eyes were immediately locked on the two enemies rushing towards her with weapons.

She took the lead in taking action, taking advantage of the opponent's spear before it was ready, she nimblely avoided the spearhead, turned around and provoked it with one hand, and used the enemy's spear to block the blade cut in the other direction. Her strength was extremely arrogant, which shocked the two enemies to retreat repeatedly.
Chapter completed!