Chapter 109 Turkish Gladiator
"Damn you!"
The roar resounded throughout the arena, and the skull crusher looked fiercely at the figure that flashed past his sword.
At this moment, the people sitting in the seats above the arena shouted angrily at the top of their lungs. They didn't want to believe that such a thin man could dodge the powerful and fierce attacks of the skull crusher.
He even looked like he had some strength left!
"It must be the conspiracy of the damn arena owner. He wants to earn our gold coins!"
"Damn it, he even dared to cheat me of my money!"
At the top of the arena, a group of people in more gorgeous clothes shouted angrily, and more and more people joined the condemnation. No one wanted to believe what was happening in front of them!
At a seemingly empty position at the top of the arena, the arena owner kept wiping the cold sweat from his forehead with a cloth.
"Did you arrange this, Rodasis?"
The Turkish Sultan Muhammad looked at the two figures who were constantly moving and fighting in the arena, and asked in a voice that seemed to be unintentional.
With his palms trembling slightly, Rodasis looked at Muhammad with a pale face.
"Your Majesty, how dare I do something under your watch? I didn't even expect this situation!"
"Oh?"
Muhammad looked at the agile man who dodged the broadsword again. His unique Asian face made him feel a little surprised.
Seeing Muhammad staring at the battle in the field, Rodasis could no longer hold back his anxiety and shouted angrily.
"Damn it, crush that guy!"
However, the next moment, before Rodasis finished speaking, a long sword instantly pierced his chest. With an incredible look in his eyes, he looked at Muhammad, who was expressionlessly directing the soldiers to attack.
"Did I ask you to speak?"
At this time, he frowned, looking at Rodasis who was constantly spitting blood from his mouth, and scolded him in a cold voice.
Puff.
As the greatsword was drawn, Rodasis' body instantly fell into a pool of blood. The two soldiers behind Muhammad walked up to him and carried him to the beast area of the arena.
Muhammad turned his gaze to the arena again, and a hint of interest flashed in his eyes.
"Ah, you damn monkey, I'm going to tear you apart alive!"
The speechless skull crusher roared angrily, looking at Lin Jue who dodged his blows with a smile on his face but never fought back, he felt as if he had been greatly insulted.
Lin Jue, who had easily dodged the big knife by just turning his body, suddenly stopped.
The smile that had always remained unchanged disappeared instantly.
"What were you talking about just now?"
"I said you..."
Puff!
The originally angry expression of the skull crusher suddenly froze, and he stared blankly at the man who put his hands together and condensed his palm into a knife to pierce his chest.
"Monkey, are you talking about yourself?"
Lin Jue looked up at this tall, arrogant, and extremely ugly man.
The big knife in his hand chopped down at Lin Jue fiercely, but Lin Jue grabbed his wrist in an instant.
Feeling the force like a clamp on his wrist, the skull crusher at this moment didn't understand that the guy in front of him was not avoiding him because of fear.
The amazing changes in the arena made the people who were gathered outside the arena and shouted at the top of their lungs stunned in place. Looking at the palm that pierced through the skull crusher's chest, everyone shuddered.
A palm piercing through the skull crusher's chest, is this something a human can do? Those pectoralis major muscles, if you don't know, you would think they are tofu!
Even Muhammad, who was originally sitting at the highest point in the arena and looked like he was appreciating the situation, suddenly stood up from his seat and looked deeply at Lin Jue who was holding the skull crusher's wrist in the arena.
At the same time, the guards behind him came to him one by one, staring at the man below who was slowly pulling his hand out of the skull crusher's chest with vigilant eyes.
Bang!
The burly body of nearly 200 pounds fell heavily to the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust. Lin Jue put on a smile again on his face, slowly scanned the crowd above, and finally fixed his eyes on Muhammad who stood up at the highest point.
Nodding slightly, Lin Jue walked slowly towards the cage he had walked out of before with a smile on his face.
Stepping over the body of his "companion" that was chopped into two, Lin Jue looked at the guard who had originally escorted him and seemed impatient. At this time, he looked horrified and looked like he didn't dare to get close.
It was not until Lin Jue completely walked into the dungeon that the guard breathed a sigh of relief.
He never expected that the seemingly frail guy actually possessed such terrifying strength. He had sent so many people into the arena to fight, but this was the first time he had seen someone pierce through others with his palm, not to mention that this person was the skull crusher who had maintained a 23-game winning streak.
Moreover, this seemingly frail man did not even take a second look at the gladiator who frightened him.
The entire arena was in complete silence. Everyone realized that they had misunderstood the arena owner. As Lin Jue disappeared into the cage, there was a frenzy of cheers and roars outside the arena.
There was even a lady in a gorgeous robe who took off her top in an instant, facing Lin Jue's departing back, shaking a certain arc of her upper body frantically, and shouting that she wanted to give birth to a baby for Lin Jue.
The entire audience was in chaos and noise!
However, Lin Jue followed the instructions and returned to where he was supposed to be, amid the vigilant and fearful eyes of the dungeon guards.
Before he had stayed there for long, he was transferred to a larger dungeon under the gaze of many guards.
In the following days, Lin Jue was frequently pulled to the arena to fight, defeating one fierce and civilized Turkish gladiator after another.
Even fighting seven times a day, his reputation gradually spread, and he even had the title of the undefeated god.
After a full month, after beheading the 108th gladiator with a sword, Lin Jue was shackled and brought to a gorgeous and stylish room.
After waiting for a long time, Lin Jue, who was leaning on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes, and a special smell flashed in his eyes.
A man wearing standard armor and with a majestic face appeared in front of him and stared at him: "You are very unusual. This place completely limits your talents."
"Sultan?"
Lin Jue pretended to be puzzled.
"How about joining and becoming my general, warrior from the East?"
"Do I have any other choice besides this?"
Lin Jue stood up and walked straight to Muhammad, looking straight into his eyes. A group of guards stood behind Muhammad with nervous faces, and some even drew their swords. Their foreheads were oozing with fine beads of sweat, and they obviously understood Lin Jue's background!
"It's an honor to work for you, Your Majesty the Sultan!"
Placing one hand on his chest, Lin Jue expressed his meaning with a smile.
Mohammed walked up and gently waved his hand to signal the guards with vigilant eyes to step back. He put his hand on Lin Jue's shoulder with admiration on his face.
"Good, very good, you are stronger than one of my former partners!"
Under the leadership of Mohammed, Lin Jue changed into a set of medieval armor and walked out of the arena. He looked at the people who were gathered under the platform and cheered loudly with some surprise.
"Today, this undefeated myth of the arena will become history, and an undefeated war god belonging to our Turkey is born. He... will lead our army to conquer more vast lands!"
The cheers resounded throughout the arena, and Mohammed spread his arms, as if the crowd's cheers were for him.
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