Iron Blood Journey

The person in front of Meng Fan at this moment was Karl. Karl strode towards him and came straight to Meng Fan. Karl saw so many whip wounds on Meng Fan's body, and his face turned blue.

Meng Fan laughed at this time and said, "Finally someone has come to help me this time. Haha, this feels great."

This made Karl smile helplessly, thinking: "This kid is still in such a mood at the moment, but he is like a knight, he can laugh and talk in danger, not bad, not bad."

Karl was secretly admiring Meng Fan, but the Saxon howled.

"Where did this stray dog ​​come from? How dare you meddle in other people's business?"

Carl's face warmed up, and he thought to himself: "This man is so vicious, he killed my comrades, today I must teach him a lesson, so that he will not underestimate the people of Cairo." Thinking of this, Carl suddenly turned around, and shot out like an arrow, and in the blink of an eye he had jumped in front of Saxon. At this moment, Carl's hands suddenly became golden and swept out in claws. Saxon saw that this man's body movement was so swift

Not daring to be careless, he exerted force with his right arm and lashed out with the whip, hitting Carl's back.

Carl heard the sound of the whip, and he reached back with his right hand to grab the whip, while his left hand continued to move forward towards Saxon's throat.

Saxon was about to pull back the whip with his right hand, but the whip was in Carl's hand and could not move at all. Seeing that the golden claw was about to grab his throat, Saxon had no choice but to make a fist with his left hand. The two fists and claws collided with each other, and there was a "crackling" sound. At this moment, Saxon's face suddenly became extremely ferocious. It turned out that the power from Saxon's left hand was so great that Saxon felt a

At this moment, Carl's hands suddenly burst into a stronger golden light, which immediately knocked Saxon away, and the whip fell into Carl's hands. Carl grabbed the whip with both hands and pulled it out suddenly.

Tear it apart alive.

Carl threw the two pieces of whips at Saxon and snorted coldly, "Sir, do you have any extra whips today? I, Carl, don't mind breaking two more."

"Master, this is awesome, this is a great move, you must teach me later." Meng Fan shouted excitedly when he saw Carl defeat Saxon in just a few moves. Looking at the whip that was broken into two pieces, Saxon thought to himself, "This guy has such terrible strength, I didn't expect Carl to be so strong, but no matter how strong you are, I will kill Meng Fan today, and find a companion for Pine on the road to the underworld.

"

Thinking of this, Saxon suddenly shouted, "Karl, Meng Fan dared to kill the trainer. This is a capital crime in this camp. If you dare to stand up, you must die together."

Saxon waved his hand and the trainers around him rushed over and surrounded Carl and the other two.

Karl laughed at this moment and said, "One-eyed leopard, look."

As he spoke, Karl suddenly threw out an object. Saxon reached out to take it and took a look at it. Suddenly, his face changed drastically and he kept saying, "Impossible, impossible, this is impossible."

Karl said: "Jonah has promised me to release Meng Fan. Saxon, get out of my way. Li Wu, take the people away."

It turned out that what Carl threw out was a seal with Jonah's name engraved on it. This was Jonah's token of trust, and seeing the object was like seeing the person.

Li Wu hurriedly untied Meng Fan's rope, carried Meng Fan on his back and followed Carl. The trainers saw Carl take out Jonah's token and did not dare to stop him. Seeing that Carl was about to take Meng Fan away, Saxon suddenly threw away the seal, jumped behind Li Wu, and punched Meng Fan. At this moment, Saxon was furious and did not hold back. If this punch hit Meng Fan,

Fan's life would be lost. At this critical moment, Carl turned around to save him. His hands became golden again. At this time, the Saxon's mind was on Meng Fan. He didn't expect Carl's actions. He was punched in the chest by Carl and flew several meters away.

There was a dent in his chest.

"Haha, good fight. That bastard dared to sneak attack me. Master, don't be polite to me. Kill this guy and I won't compete for the credit with you." Meng Fan suddenly laughed.

Karl rolled his eyes at Meng Fan and said, "You are so dishonest. How can this one-eyed leopard be a supervisor of the camp? We can't kill him. Let's go."

Li Wu carried Meng Fan on his back and hurriedly followed Karl away.

After the three of them left the training ground, Meng Fan asked, "Master, how did you get Jonah to let me go? Tsk tsk, Master, this is really a big deal."

Carl sighed helplessly and said, "You are really capable of causing trouble. You even dared to kill the trainer. I gave up everything in Jonahna."

"Captain, you are wrong. I was the one who killed someone." Li Wu suddenly interrupted.

"you?!"

"Everyone has his own share of responsibility. I was the one who killed the man. I'll go talk to Jonah. Captain, don't worry about it." Li Wudao.

"Li Wu, haha, if you go find Jonah now, he will believe you. Don't say these useless things. Since I have taken responsibility for this matter, I killed him." Meng Fan laughed while lying on Li Wu's shoulder. After listening to the conversation between the two, Carl understood and thought, "It seems that I have misunderstood Meng Fan. This time he actually stood up for others and was willing to sacrifice himself for others. He really has the demeanor of a great knight. But this Li Wu is...

Why did you kill that trainer?"

Thinking of this, Carl couldn't help but ask, "Li Wu, why did you kill that man?" When Carl asked this, Li Wu was immediately ashamed and angry, and he couldn't say anything. Meng Fan suddenly interrupted and said, "Master, can't you see that these trainers don't treat us as human beings at all? Li Wu was beaten by them.

No, I will kill him in anger, no matter what, I will kill him too."

Li Wu glanced at Meng Fan, feeling very grateful. Karl saw that Li Wu was unwilling to talk, saying that he just didn't want to recall those painful scenes, so he didn't ask any more questions.

The three of them had already come to the single room where Meng Fan lived. Li Wu gently put Meng Fan down, and Karl found a therapist for Meng Fan. There is no need to elaborate on this. Despite the help of the therapist, Meng Fan still lay in bed for two days. After Meng Fan recovered from his injury, he began to practice more strictly, and set a heavy training plan for himself every day. In the morning, he practiced fighting and magic, in the afternoon, he exercised his physical fitness and practiced fighting spirit, and in the evening, he practiced the "Dragon Form Art".

He also often sought advice from Darf, Kim and others on practical combat techniques and knowledge of battle formations.

When Meng Fan devoted himself to training, half a month had passed since his last fight. On this day, Meng Fan was training with Darf.

"Meng Fan, I didn't expect you to be so smart. You learned all the skills that I, Darf, have spent half my life to acquire in just a few days!" Darf shouted.

"Hehe, that's why you say I'm a genius." Meng Fan said with a proud smile.

"Stop being so cocky, kid. My fighting experience is nothing compared to those truly strong men. We can't understand people at that level." Dalph sighed.

"What's wrong, Darf? Why should you be discouraged? Aren't we getting stronger day by day? As long as we persist, we will reach that level one day." Meng Fan said.

At this moment, a sinister voice suddenly rang out, "Huh! You're so arrogant." Meng Fan looked over and saw Hill standing in front of him with an arrogant look on his face, holding a roll of parchment in his hand. "This is not just arrogant talk, this is bound to come true!" Meng Fan stared at Hill and said firmly. The eyes of the two men collided like sharp swords. Although Meng Fan was one level lower than Hill in strength,

But Meng Fan is not weak at all in momentum.

Seeing that Meng Fan showed no sign of weakness, Hill sneered in his heart, "Boy, you only have one day left to live today. Humph, don't even think about leaving the arena alive tomorrow."

Thinking of this, Hill snorted coldly: "Humph! Whether you want to become a swordsman depends on whether you have the destiny." After saying that, Hill turned and walked towards the stands of the training ground. Standing on the stands, Hill shouted: "Listen carefully, now I will announce the contestants of tomorrow's gladiatorial contest: Darf, Kakaasi, Nasir, Jilinosi, Meng Fan

...".

After hearing his and Darf's names, Meng Fan patted Darf on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Haha, brother, we are going to fight side by side again this time."

"Don't hold me back, kid. Haha," Darf laughed. "Meng Fan, you were really brave just now. A man should have such courage. I support you, brother!"

"Haha, actually, I don't know why Hill is always full of hostility towards me. No, to be exact, he has murderous intent! If I don't have the courage to face him, I might die." Meng Fan said heavily.

"Don't worry, we still have the captain," said Dalph.

Meng Fan sighed, "I can't rely on him for everything. I also want to see how strong I am." He didn't mention how Meng Fan prepared for the fight. Instead, Hill left the training ground and just walked into the tower when he heard a voice from the shadows, "Hill, I have done what you said. Tomorrow, can you really keep Meng Fan?"

In the arena?" Hill said with a sinister smile, "Saxon, don't worry, I have already made arrangements for tomorrow's duel. Even if Meng Fan has nine lives, he will die in it."