Iron Blood Journey

Three days later, it was August 17. On this day, the town of Berminsa would hold a grand memorial ceremony, and the core of the memorial ceremony was a gladiatorial contest. At that time, the arena in the center of the town would welcome gladiators from all sides.

Meng Fan has already registered, and he is about to experience a real fight.

On this day, the arena in the town of Berminsa was already crowded with people, as if everyone in this world loves to watch fights. Slave owners brought their gladiators to the stage to perform. Jonah was sitting in the VIP seat at the moment, sipping red wine while enjoying the match. Watching the bloody fight in the arena, Jonah seemed a little dissatisfied and said to the person next to him: "Viscount Berminsa, this kind of fight is really

It's so boring, it makes me sleepy."

Viscount Berminsa was a handsome middle-aged man with a mustache and a pair of eagle eyes that looked a little gloomy. Viscount Berminsa said, "Why, Mr. Jonah, do you have any interesting suggestions?"

"Haha, I actually have an idea. I have an excellent gladiator now. Why not let him go on the field? There will definitely be a surprise." Jonah said.

Viscount Berminsa nodded when he heard Jonah's words, but he didn't care in his heart, thinking: "Excellent gladiator, the gladiators in my territory will be worse than you." At this moment, Meng Fan was staying in the lounge of the arena. It was dark and damp, and there was a strong smell of blood. All this made Meng Fan nervous and his hands were shaking. Listening to the crazy howling coming from outside, and sometimes

The occasional howling made Meng Fan tremble all over.

"Hey, it's your turn." A sturdy man shouted at Meng Fan. Meng Fan took a deep breath. He knew that this was unavoidable. He had to fight hard if he wanted to live. Following this sturdy man to the arena, when Meng Fan stood in the arena and listened to the noisy shouting around him, he seemed a little overwhelmed. Someone in the stands kept shouting: "Tear him up, tear him up, I want blood, quick, see!"

Blood." These people's hysterical shouts completely frightened Meng Fan. At this moment, a big man in armor came to the opposite side of Meng Fan. The big man roared loudly, which frightened Meng Fan again. Taking advantage of the roar, the big man raised his steel knife and rushed towards Meng Fan's head. Seeing the other party's steel knife

It was about to fall on his head, so Meng Fan subconsciously raised the hammer and rushed forward. The hammer and the steel knife collided instantly, and the "bang" sound made Meng Fan's eardrums hurt. The man didn't expect Meng Fan's strength to be so great that the steel knife in his hand was knocked away, and his body was also shaken backwards. But Meng Fan was holding the hammer and staring blankly, not knowing what to do. But the armored man was not vague, and threw Meng Fan to the ground with a tiger pounce, and his hands were like iron clamps, tightly pinching Meng Fan's neck. On the other hand, Meng Fan only had brute force

But at this moment, there was nowhere to turn. No matter how hard Meng Fan struggled, the man's hand became stronger and stronger. Meng Fan's consciousness gradually blurred, and his strength to struggle became weaker and weaker. Meng Fan could now feel that his life was gradually leaving. At this moment, Meng Fan remembered that when he first came to this world, he was about to die of thirst. At that time,

That's it, but at that time there was still a thought of water in his mind. Yes, water, and water, Meng Fan finally remembered that Arnold was still there.

Thinking of this, Meng Fan quickly called the water element Arnold. Then a tall water giant appeared on the scene, and the water giant punched over and directly knocked the armored man away.

Meng Fan covered his neck and stood up slowly. He looked at the blue giant in front of him and said with emotion: "Arnold, you are still reliable. Go, beat that guy!" Following Meng Fan's order, Arnold took a big step and ran straight towards the man. Arnold used his huge water fist and swept the man with a punch, just like hitting a ball, leaving him powerless to resist. After a few consecutive punches, he saw this man

This man is about to die. Meng Fan suddenly ordered Arnold to wrap it up in his body.

As Meng Fan expected, he felt the energy again, a very gentle and comfortable energy, which made Meng Fan feel like he was floating in the air. And this time, Meng Fan felt as if a barrier in his brain had been broken, and suddenly a strange message appeared in his mind. After withdrawing from that comfortable feeling, Meng Fan looked at Arnold and found that he had become stronger again, and his height had increased by one meter.

The sense of security became stronger. Not only did Arnold grow taller, but after this bloody fight, Meng Fan's heart also hardened. When he first entered the arena, Meng Fan was still a cowardly otaku, but now his hands were covered in blood. Whether Meng Fan was willing or not, he would have to fight in the arena.

To survive is to deprive others of their lives.

At this moment, the crowd in the stands was a little excited because Meng Fan summoned Arnold, and they all shouted: "Demon Fighter! Demon Fighter!..." Meng Fan got such a nickname without knowing it.

"Viscount Horn, how's my magic fighter? Haha, isn't he awesome?" Jonah said with a proud smile. The full name of this viscount is Horn Berminsa, but now he looks unhappy, feeling a little unhappy that Jonah has been in the limelight in his own territory. He rolled his eyes and winked at the person next to him, who understood.

The cheers from the crowd helped Meng Fan to get out of his nervousness. He was just an ordinary otaku before, but he couldn't help but feel excited when so many people cheered him on. However, what these people liked was not Meng Fan, but his past of killing people.

At this moment, a drum sounded in the arena, and a warrior covered in armor strode into the arena. The armor on this man was very majestic, shining like a fairy armor, with a green-faced fanged beast on his chest, a wolf head howling at the sky on each shoulder, and a ghost mask on his head. When he walked, the armor plates collided with each other, making a series of "clang" sounds. This warrior was tall and strong, and with this armor, how cool he was. As soon as he appeared on the stage, everyone in the stands became silent.

There was silence, and everyone was staring at this person quietly.

As the black man walked into the arena, people stood up and shouted in unison: "Tuta! Tuta!..."

The warrior called Tuta came to Meng Fan with big strides and shouted in a heroic manner: "Demon fighter, I grant you the chance to challenge me!" "Tsk, what nonsense, you grant me the chance to challenge, be careful of Grandpa Lei hitting you, wearing a tortoise shell is great, right? If I wear one, I will be much more handsome than you." Seeing this man with such a strong momentum, Meng Fan was quite unhappy and said, look at him.

Looking at the other person's equipment and then at himself, Meng Fan suddenly understood that this was the difference between RMB players and free players. With Tuta's loud shout, the atmosphere on the scene was immediately aroused, and the audience suddenly shouted together: "Fight! Fight! Fight!..." Tuta was a famous gladiator in Berminsa. Seeing these people's enthusiasm, he wanted to

This Tuta must be very powerful. Meng Fan held the iron hammer horizontally, pointed it at the silver-armored warrior and shouted, "What kind of bastard dares to say that I will be challenged? Grandpa, I will give you the opportunity to challenge me now. Fight me, Arnold." Arnold has not only grown one meter taller, but also has become stronger.

It has increased a lot. Arnold's original strength was equivalent to that of a junior swordsman, but now it is at the level of a mid-level swordsman.

Swordsmen are divided into three levels: primary swordsman, intermediate swordsman, and advanced swordsman. Arnold received the order to spray a water column, which was much thicker than before, but Tuta did not dodge and just stood there, allowing the water column to hit him. But what surprised Meng Fan was that when the water column rushed to Tuta, he did not move.

Tuta sneered and said, "Nothing special, you can take my attack." Then he jumped in front of Arnold, raised his sword and chopped it down. The sword was like a sickle wind and split Arnold in half.

Suano turned into a pool of water in an instant.

Meng Fan was terrified by this scene, thinking: "Arnold was killed instantly, how can we fight him?"

Tuta put away his sword and shouted at Meng Fan: "Demon fighter? Humph! Use whatever skills you have." At this time, Meng Fan had run out of tricks. He felt miserable as he watched Tuta approach him step by step. As Tuta approached Meng Fan step by step, he felt oppressed and even had difficulty breathing.

It was Tuta's aura, an aura forged in a sea of ​​blood and corpses. Such a strong aura was not something Meng Fan could resist now. Unable to endure this oppression any longer, Meng Fan picked up the hammer and smashed it hard. Meng Fan's hammer weighed three hundred pounds, and with his brute force, he could exert a force of five hundred pounds. Meng Fan used all his strength to smash it down. With a "clang", Meng Fan's hammer was actually blocked, and Tuta only used one hand. Meng Fan had no fighting spirit at all. After all, Meng Fan was just a otaku who could fight bravely in good times, but now in adversity, his fragile heart was about to break.

He collapsed. Tuta held Meng Fan's hammer with his right hand and punched Meng Fan in the chest with his left hand. This seemingly ordinary punch actually knocked Meng Fan far away. At this time, Tuta took off the ghost mask. Meng Fan couldn't help but lose his voice when he saw his face.

"It's you." This silver-armored warrior turned out to be Meng Fan's "master", the big black man who taught Meng Fan fighting skills for three days. "Humph, it seems that you have practiced in vain for these three days. You don't know how to fight at all." Tuta looked at Meng Fan lying on the ground and shook his head, "A useless person like you will be killed by others if you stay here. Let me send you off." As he spoke, Tuta raised his sword and slashed it down. Meng Fan instinctively used the hammer to block it and was not cut into two pieces. Even so, Meng Fan was unable to block Tuta's sword. Meng Fan's left shoulder to chest had been pierced by Tuta's sword.

As he entered, blood gushed out wildly, it was so horrifying, and the immense pain made Meng Fan wail.

Hearing Meng Fan's screams, Tuta said coldly: "Don't struggle anymore. People like you can't survive in this field. Your fate has been decided. Die!" Hearing the word "fate", Meng Fan suddenly thought of his father's words, "This is your fate, you have to accept it." His father was just an ordinary worker. He always warned Meng Fan: "I was born to be a worker, so I have been a worker all my life, and you are also a worker.

Yes, don't fight your fate, just work hard, those dreams are for rich people, you are destined to be a worker, stop daydreaming. "Every time he heard this, Meng Fan felt a strong desire in his heart, a desire to pursue his dreams and prove his self-worth. At this moment, he heard the word "fate" again. Meng Fan bit his lips tightly and suddenly shouted: "My fate is not in my own hands.

By God! "

Meng Fan grabbed Tuta's wrist, stared at Tuta and shouted: "Fear!" At this time, Meng Fan's eyes flashed with black light, and the light quickly rushed into Tuta's eyes.

The fear technique directly affects the human soul and stirs up the deep fear in the human heart. It is hard to guard against, but it can only be used when the enemy's eyes are seen and the enemy is looking into their eyes. This is what Meng Fan realized when he broke through the mental barrier just now. Tuta, who was hit by the fear technique, suddenly held his head and howled miserably. Seeing the opportunity, Meng Fan immediately summoned Arnold and ordered: "Arnold, wrap him up." As soon as Arnold wrapped Tuta, he seemed to have regained some sanity and struggled to rush out. Meng Fan immediately pounced on him, hugged Tuta and rolled into Arnold's body. Without hesitation, he stared into Tuta's eyes and shouted: "Fear technique!" Tuta immediately went crazy again. But Meng Fan was not feeling well either. After using skills continuously, Meng Fan's Qiqiao bled. However, at this critical moment of life and death, Meng Fan did not dare to relax. Meng Fan strangled Tuta's neck tightly, and the veins on his arms bulged. Tuta was unconscious at this time and waved his arms around, unable to resist at all.

Finally, he was strangled to death by Meng Fan. At this time, Meng Fan felt the strange energy again. This energy traveled through Meng Fan's body and healed all his injuries. However, this time Meng Fan did not feel the feeling of breaking through the barrier. He just felt that his body was

There was an extra energy in his body, but it was so weak that it was barely noticeable. Meng Fan felt mixed emotions when he looked at Tuta's body. To be honest, Meng Fan didn't want to kill him. There was no grudge between them in the past and in the present. Meng Fan was not a murderer, not to mention that he had been instructed by him. But Meng Fan also knew that if he had been soft-hearted just now, he would be the one lying there. This was the arena, and there was no room for hesitation. At this moment, Meng Fan suddenly realized what kind of world he had traveled to, hell.