The young man''s performance once again caused a lot of noise in the audience. Many people cheered loudly, and even some bold female audiences gave winks and kisses. The scene was very lively.


    In the VIP seat, the man in black pointed to the young man and said, "why didn''t I think he was so stupid? This skill is a unique skill that can turn defeat into victory at a critical moment. This guy showed it so early. Is he so confident?"


    The beautiful woman also had some difficulty in understanding the young man''s practice. She shook her head and said, "I don''t know, but some people are like this. They look smart in small things and are confused when they encounter major events. Is this the same kind of young man?"


    The man in black smiled bitterly, "who knows, but we should know soon that the battle is about to begin."


    The boy nicknamed Heiwu gently put down the palm that covered the crow''s eyes. His eyes only showed a gap. He looked at the young man opposite, frowned and whispered, "what a annoying light. What I don''t like most is light. I really want to kill him. Unfortunately, I''m only allowed to break his two legs. Let''s make a quick decision."


    After saying that, as soon as Heiwu shook his shoulders, the crow flapped its wings and flew into the air, sending out a series of coarse and hoarse cries of "wow... Wow...". Then, he didn''t see any movement in Heiwu''s legs. His whole body soared like a weightless black smoke and attacked the young man. The speed was so fast that people couldn''t see clearly.


    The young man was immediately startled by the speed of black black. The sharp sword in his hand instinctively drew a semicircular sword curtain in front of him. This action saved his instant defeat. Only listening to the crisp sound of "bang!", the young man suddenly backed back, and the hand holding the sword trembled with the naked eye.


    Heiwu stood where the young man was standing just now, holding a strange curved iron rod in both hands, which looked like a sickle and a walking stick.


    Looking at the young man who withdrew three or four meters away, Heiwu said with a smile, "it''s good. You can still hold the sword. Then you have to suffer more."


    As soon as Heiwu''s voice fell, the whole man jumped up again. In an instant, he came right above the young man''s head. The iron bars with both hands fell like two black lightning.


    The young man was so frightened that his hand holding the sword was still shaking. His other hand also held the sword handle and blocked the horizontal sword above his head.


    "Bang!" there was another crisp sound of iron strike. This time, the young man even knelt down on one leg hit by the black iron bar. Such a heavy and surprisingly fast attack was the only attack he had seen in his life, almost blinding him.


    However, the young man was trained as a regular Gladiator, and his talent was good. He grabbed the gap where it was difficult for the black man to make sustained efforts in the air, gave a loud drink, waved his sword and finally bounced the black man away.


    Heiwu turned a somersault in the air and fell back to the ground. His hands and wrists turned. After two iron bars drew a circle in the air, he was firmly held in his hands again.


    The young man seized this short opportunity and took two steps. He shouted in a voice that only he and Heiwu could hear, "are you sick? Do you know who I am? The people above didn''t tell you to lose? You want to lose to me, you idiot!"


    Heiwu was stunned when he heard it, then showed a subtle and shy smile, nodded slightly and motioned that he understood.


    The young man felt at ease. His palms were constantly slightly twisted. When the paralysis and fatigue disappeared, he gave a loud roar. The long sword in his hand waved three times, and the three sharp half moon golden awns galloped towards the black direction. The sharp gold fighting spirit plowed three deep marks on the ground.


    Black black seemed to lose his proud speed for a moment, rolled clumsily to the side, and narrowly avoided the golden Mans. Then he shouted at the young man with an iron bar in his hands, which seemed clumsy and astringent.


    The young man secretly scolded his opponent''s poor acting skills, but at this time, he was shocked and couldn''t care too much. He drew a perfect circle in the air with his long sword, and a round gold ring was generated out of thin air. With his sword again, the ring roared towards the black black black with a subtle arc.


    This move is a unique skill of a young man. He once created a record of continuously breaking four hard wooden stakes and castrating. If he cuts someone down, he can definitely break the other party.


    Because of the embarrassment at the beginning, he had a killing opportunity in his heart. If he could kill the boy opposite, he would never be soft hearted.


    But just as the ring was about to cut black black, and there was a cruel luster in the young man''s eyes, black black smiled. The smile was full of ridicule and contempt. The young man could even see the two words read when the other man''s lips moved.


    "Idiot."


    At the next moment, the ring finally hit Heiwu and came out of the body at a very fast speed. There was a burst of panic in the audience immediately, but then they strangely found that there was no blood jet, and the Heiwu cut by the ring slowly turned into a remnant and disappeared.


    The young man''s heart suddenly fell to the bottom of the valley. In his frightened eyes, black black suddenly appeared in front of him. The shy smile was like a devil''s ferocious smile in the young man''s eyes. Then, a sharp pain came from his left leg, and his leg bone was broken.


    After his left leg was broken, the young man lost his balance, threw down his sword, held his leg and screamed in pain on the ground. He could no longer care about maintaining any aristocratic demeanor.


    At the same time, a figure walked slowly to the VIP seat where the man in black and others were. He coughed gently. Before a few people turned back, the figure said maliciously, "haven''t seen you for a long time. How''s it? This fight is wonderful? I specially prepared it for you."


    As soon as the familiar voice sounded, the beautiful woman''s face became ugly. They looked seriously at the brown haired boy in front of them. They just wanted to speak, but they were stopped by the boy''s hand.


    "Don''t be too busy to say hello and watch the game. Hehe, your friend has only broken one leg now. There''s another one. Don''t worry. We''ll always have time to catch up with the past, ha ha!"


    With wild laughter, the boy turned and left, leaving a beautiful woman with dignified expression and a man in black with fog.


    Until the boy went away, the man in black asked in a curious whisper, "was that man your friend just now? It''s interesting that he should break the young man''s legs. Although he was a little cruel, he helped us out. Is he from this arena?"


    "No, but the two legs of the people at the bottom must be gone." the beautiful woman said in a long voice