Iron Blood Journey

Ya Xi's style in the arena today was completely overshadowed by Meng Fan, and he was very unhappy that he had not been able to subdue Meng Fan. Just now, Amanda accidentally spilled wine on Ya Xi, and Ya Xi's anger immediately found an outlet, and he cursed

He slapped Amanda in the face. Meng Fan was already unhappy with Yasi, and now that he knew that he dared to hit Amanda, he could no longer hold back his anger. The two of them exchanged punches, and the fight was very intense. Although Yasi was a high-level swordsman, Meng Fan's Danzhong acupoint had a very fast flow of fighting qi, so he was not at a disadvantage in the fight. Soon, the banquet that Jonah had carefully prepared was smashed into a mess. The gladiators around them not only did not persuade him, but cheered and cheered, and the maids also shouted on the side. They actually regarded these two as

It was a gladiatorial show, and gladiatorial combat was really everywhere.

"Stop it, bastard!" Jonah saw the two men fighting and his veins popped out. He cursed, "How dare you two fight here? Take them both away!" Two teams of guards rushed out from behind Jonah and restrained the two men without saying anything. Even though Meng Fan was restrained by the guards, he still cursed, "Yasi, you bastard, I will definitely pull out your tendons and bones. You are so stupid!"

I'm waiting to beat your pretty face into a black one."

Ya Xi was so angry that his face turned red. He cursed back: "Meng Fan, don't be so arrogant. Sooner or later I will chop you up and feed you to the dogs."

The two men failed to fight, so they started to curse each other, as if they could cut off each other's flesh by cursing.

This made Jonah even more angry, and he quickly waved to his men to take the two of them away.

The guards took Meng Fan and Yasi to an underground dungeon. Not long after, Jonah arrived at the dungeon and went straight to the cell where Yasi was imprisoned.

Jonah looked coldly at the tied up Yasi, and suddenly whipped him with a whip, angrily saying: "Yasi, you disappoint me so much, both of you brothers disappoint me."

Jonah whipped a few more times and said, "Remember, this is my camp. All of you are my property, Jonah. Only I can decide your life or death, not you!" It turned out that Jonah had already seen what Yassi did in the stands today. Usually, he turned a blind eye to what the Hill brothers did in the camp, because he thought that this would help him tame these gladiators.

What happened today told Jonah that the two brothers were getting more and more daring and a little out of control. Jonah could not tolerate this, so he wanted to give Yasi a warning today. Jonah's rage frightened Yasi, but he did not think he was wrong. Instead, he thought it was Meng Fan who provoked him. If Meng Fan was willing to kneel down and give in, he would not have fought with him at the banquet, and he would not have been beaten now.

Every time Jonah whipped Yasi, Yasi screamed in his heart: "Meng Fan, I'm going to kill you, kill you!"

Meng Fan, who was imprisoned in the dark cell, had no idea that Ya Xi had become even more cruel to him. He slept soundly that night.

The next day, Meng Fan was released. When he returned to his home, he saw a man sitting at the head of the bed. This man was in military uniform. He was not tall, but he looked very imposing, like a mighty general.

Seeing the person coming, Meng Fan was overjoyed and said, "Master!"

"Where have you been having fun? I've been waiting for you all night, haha." Carl chuckled.

Meng Fan said: "Master, I didn't expect you to be able to joke. Alas, but now we are all prisoners, and we can't be happy anymore because we are in danger of losing our lives."

Karl stood up and patted Meng Fan on the shoulder, saying firmly: "Don't be discouraged, the opportunity will always come, all we have to do is to prepare everything. Yesterday I suddenly thought of something in the arena."

"Oh, Master, what did you think of? Tell me quickly." Carl smiled and said, "Yesterday I was in the arena and saw so many spectators. I came up with an idea. There must be a few experts among so many people. If I show a few moves of my family's martial arts, I think I will be recognized. Then someone will spread the news that someone in the arena of the Principality of Losen will use the Washington family's martial arts. It won't be long before this news spreads to the empire. If someone in my family finds out, they will definitely send someone to inquire. Then our chance will be gone.

coming. "

Meng Fan was overjoyed when he heard this and said, "Master, it will take seconds. Then we can kill him from inside and outside. We can kill Hill, Saxon and the like. Haha, I want to see what Jonah's expression is like then."

Karl patted Meng Fan on the shoulder and said in a deep voice: "Meng Fan, you and I still need to be patient now. When I'm not here, you have to protect the Sixth Prince for me."

Meng Fan nodded and thought to himself: "Master, Master, why are you only thinking about the Sixth Prince? Now I'm in trouble and I can't even survive. Sigh, your chivalry is too much." Karl suddenly put his hand on Meng Fan's wrist and said, "I haven't urged you to practice these days. I wonder if you've been wasting time." Although he said this, Karl was actually very clear about Meng Fan's diligence. He just wanted to check Meng Fan's "

That's the extent of my practice of "Dragon Form Art".

Karl slowly injected his fighting spirit into Meng Fan's body. When Karl's fighting spirit circulated in Meng Fan's meridians, Karl said in surprise: "You have actually cultivated the Danzhong acupoint again!"

Seeing Karl's surprised expression, Meng Fan was quite pleased with himself and said proudly, "So, I am a rare genius in the history, right?"

It was normal for Karl to be surprised. Meng Fan had already mastered the Danzhong acupoint in just a few days. This was absolutely unprecedented in Karl's family and probably would never be repeated. The reason why Meng Fan's practice was so fast was inseparable from his golden finger. Every time Meng Fan absorbed soul energy, it not only improved Meng Fan's spiritual realm but also cleansed Meng Fan's body, which also made Meng Fan's meridian acupoints all over his body

The position is more open, so it is easier for Meng Fan to practice this fatal point than ordinary people.

"In just a few days, you have successfully cultivated the Danzhong acupoint. You are really a genius. Your cultivation has also reached the level of an intermediate swordsman. This doesn't make sense. You have only been practicing fighting spirit for a few days!" Carl said with emotion.

"Hehe, there's nothing I can do about it. It's just that I have a high talent." Meng Fan said shamelessly.

"Talent? Indeed, your talent is unique. The water giant you summoned is something I have never seen or heard of. Can you tell me about it?" Carl asked.

"Um, this...that...what is it...um, that one," Meng Fan stammered.

"Haha, a real man should speak his mind. If he says something, he says it. If he doesn't say something, he doesn't say it. How can he be so hesitant?" Carl laughed. Meng Fan said, "Yes, Master is right. A real man shouldn't be so fussy. Actually, I don't know how I got my magic. It was that day in the desert when I felt like I was dying of thirst. But at that moment, I suddenly felt a force inexplicably surging from my body. Later, they said that I summoned Arnold at that time. Oh, that blue water giant. Since then, something special has appeared in my mind. Whenever my spiritual energy is

There will be something more with every improvement.”

"The power that I suddenly gained when I was about to die in the desert?" Carl murmured.

Seeing Karl thinking hard, Meng Fan thought to himself, "Master, think about it. You can never guess that I am a time traveler."

"Meng Fan, it seems that you have traveled through time!" Carl suddenly said loudly.

"What!" Meng Fan was surprised. Karl said: "If I'm right, you have traveled through time. The desert used to be a fertile land, but a war a long time ago completely destroyed it. The two sides of the war were two heroes from ancient times.

They are all lost here. But even though they are lost, people often say that they have seen the souls of the two heroes in this desert. The ancient heroes all had great power. It has happened before that the souls of powerful heroes in their lifetime are immortal and still exist in the world after their death. In the past, someone got the soul fragments of the heroes, and strange things happened to them.

, and possessed some strange abilities. Meng Fan, it seems that you have been transported across time by the broken soul fragments. The ancient heroic spirits have traveled through time and space and attached themselves to you. In the future, you will also become a hero. "

Hearing Karl's words, Meng Fan was surprised and said, "Wow, so amazing, Master, are you kidding me?"

"What do you mean by bluffing?" Carl asked doubtfully.

"Huyou is my hometown dialect, which means to cheat." Meng Fan explained.

"Cheating, a knight never knows what cheating is!" Carl said sternly, "Meng Fan, as a knight, must never cheat. Remember, a knight's honor is above all else."

"Honor is my life!" Meng Fan stood up straight, crossed his hands on his chest, and said solemnly.

"Very good, now you're like a knight." Carl nodded.

"Oh, the master is really a stubborn knight. He would be fooled by us." Meng Fan said inwardly.

Karl said solemnly: "Meng Fan, you must keep the Sixth Prince's affairs secret. If the news leaks out, the consequences will be disastrous."

Meng Fan said: "Master, have you ever thought that if the identity of the Sixth Prince is revealed, Jonah might let him go, after all, he is a prince." Carl shook his head and said: "That's impossible. Let's not talk about whether he will believe it or not. Even if he does, why would he let him go? This is not the Cairo Empire. Besides, if the news that the prince is here spreads to the empire, the prince's reputation will be ruined.

Well, anyway, the Sixth Prince's identity must be kept strictly confidential. You must protect him for me and never let him make any mistakes."

Meng Fan said, "Don't worry about that. I will definitely do what I promised you. Oh, by the way, Master, can you teach me a few more moves of your family's unique skills? I don't even have a unique skill, which would be embarrassing for you." Karl said, "You want to learn fighting skills, forget it. You must reach the level of a sword master to learn this fighting skill. With your current fighting spirit, you can't exert the power you should have. Practice hard and I will teach you when you advance to a sword master. Well, practice is like a sword master.

It's like sailing against the current. If you don't move forward, you will move backward. You can't slack off for a moment. I will consider your martial arts skills next time."

"By the way, Master, you weren't injured yesterday, right?" Meng Fan asked.

Carl said: "The fight between swordsmen is not a fight of life and death. It only needs to decide the winner. It is not very dangerous. But every game you play is a fight of life and death. These gladiators are also ruthless and cruel. You must be more careful."

Meng Fan patted his chest and said, "Master, don't worry. I was also transported by a heroic spirit. I just have a tough life."

"Well, you, hey, practice well." After saying that, Carl turned and left. Seeing the background of the master leaving, Meng Fan felt very complicated. Meng Fan came from a divorced family and was raised by his father since he was a child. However, Meng Fan's father was always busy with work and rarely communicated with Meng Fan. Over time, Meng Fan's heart became more and more autistic. Later, he was immersed in the Internet and almost isolated from the world. This bizarre time travel brought Meng Fan back to the real world. Now looking at Carl's back, Meng Fan actually felt a little warm, just like his father.