Chapter 153 Companion Alone Ma Pengdan
In the private room, the city lord Lin Minghao stared closely at the battlefield, paying attention to the movements of each gladiator group.
When he saw the gladiatorial group start digging the ground, a contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Want to dig it out? It's too late!"
Accompanied by the voice, he pressed his fingers continuously to the ruby needles on the sand table, each of which was the position where each gladiator group was stationed.
Qing Youcai's hands dipped into the sand, and before he could touch anything underneath, he felt the sand tremble slightly.
He hastily withdrew his hand, grabbed his companion and jumped back, shouting: "Back! Back..."
Before the second sound of backing was uttered, flames burst out from the sand, and then the yellow sand rolled back, and the smoke and dust exploded with a blast of air waves.
Everyone only felt a blur before their eyes, and their feet lost their support, and their bodies were pushed into the air by a huge force.
At the moment when the fire bomb exploded, the commander standing behind the iron gate of the passage made a sudden movement.
The commander who was closest to Zheng Qiu pulled out a steel whip and threw it through the gap in the fence.
The energy that had been prepared was poured along the steel whip, making the whip wrap around Zheng Qiu's waist like a long snake.
Air waves and smoke swept in, and the commander grabbed the steel whip and pulled it back forcefully, pulling the flying Zheng Qiu back to the sandy ground at the entrance.
Zheng Qiu saw the yellow sand rolling back and the air waves flying, and it was too late to run away with his legs.
The body was hit by the air wave, as if a boulder hit him heavily through the armor, pressing out all the air inhaled from his lungs.
Then he was thrown into the sky, and after a moment of twirling, he felt something pulling at his waist, and then he fell to the ground.
Half of his body fell horizontally into the sand, his helmet rolled to the side, and the triangular light shield tied to his left arm also fell off.
Zheng Qiu was so dizzy from the fall that he lay down for a long time before slowly sitting up from the ground and slapping the sand on his body.
Looking around blankly, the companions of Liesha Gladiator, the shield wall blocking the front, and the weapons and equipment piled up in the place are all gone.
There was a big hole in the ground in front, more than a foot in diameter, and the yellow sand around the hole was rolling inwards, which should have been blasted out by special fire mine bombs.
He glanced behind him, hey, isn't this the iron gate at the entrance?
Why am I still in the same place, wasn't I just blown away by the air wave of the special fire bomb?
Rumbling, another explosion brought his attention back to the battlefield.
At this moment, the battlefield was in chaos, and people from various gladiator groups were scattered everywhere. Just now, the fire bombs exploded continuously, blowing up the positions established by each gladiator group, and forcibly dismantled and disrupted the gladiators.
At first, the gladiators were very scared, fearing that they would be killed by fire and mine bombs, so they ran on the battlefield to avoid it.
But soon they discovered that the special treatment mentioned by the female commentator was true.
Although these fire bombs are very powerful, and the air waves can blow people more than ten feet away, their lethality is about the same as being hit by a carriage.
This lethality is just a breather for the armored gladiators.
As a result, the gladiators became more courageous, and the situation on the battlefield gradually deteriorated.
The competition will stop after the dragon egg has a clear ownership, and to grab the dragon egg and keep it, it is necessary to weaken the strength of other gladiator groups as much as possible.
Just now, each gladiator group has set up a position,
And let most of the members shrink in the position, so neither party dares to attack, for fear that the egg will hit the stone.
But now everyone has been blown up and left alone, the fangs of each gladiator group are gradually revealed, and the gladiators with high cultivation level begin to attack the members of other groups with low cultivation level without restraint.
And those gladiators with low cultivation could only run around, looking for their companions to rescue them.
Qi, flames, smoke and dust from explosions, flying yellow sand, all kinds of things were flying on the battlefield. Zheng Qiu stood up and looked around, looking for traces of his companions on the chaotic and blurred battlefield.
"Eared cat! Ma Peng! Old man Qing..." He shouted at the top of his voice, leaving the entrance and leaning towards the middle of the battlefield.
"Hundred steps piercing the wind sword!"
Suddenly there was the sound of piercing through the air, followed by a familiar move name, Zheng Qiu immediately realized that it was Le Guping from the Gale Wolf Gladiator Group who was attacking him.
Without hesitation, he stretched out his folded fingers and turned around to catch the flying sword.
"Mom!"
Seeing the appearance of the long sword, he couldn't help screaming, and hastily squatted down on the ground.
What Le Guping used this time was not a double-edged long sword, but a four-edged long sword. The flat position of the ordinary sword body also had a blade, which was obviously prepared for Zheng Qiu. There was no big place to grab the folded flower finger.
Zheng Qiu fell to the ground, and the long sword flew over his head, knocking down the helmet he had just put on.
Then there was a roar from behind him, and I saw a gladiator in the condensate state covered in light and mist angrily blocked the four-edged long sword, raised his weapon and charged towards Le Guping.
"A little furry boy in Yuqi Realm, dare to provoke me, Grandpa? Save your life!"
Le Guping was shocked, he didn't bother to take back his long sword, and ran away.
He didn't control his moves well just now, and when he hit a gladiator whose realm was higher than his, he was looking for death.
After the two ran away, Zheng Qiu raised his head from the sand. Just now he successfully pretended to be dead, but the condensed air gladiator didn't notice him.
"Ear cat, Ma Peng!" Zheng Qiu continued to call his companion's name.
At this time, not far away, fire and mine bombs exploded again, smoke and yellow sand filled his vision, and a special light suddenly entered Zheng Qiu's eyes from the front right.
It's not a vigorous flame, nor is it the fire light from the explosion of fire and thunder bombs, it's silvery white, the light of thunder and lightning.
"My God, this can't be..."
He clearly remembered that he gave Ermao and Ma Peng a cardboard box, the cardboard box was the Thunder Sword incantation, and from the name, he knew that thunder and lightning would appear when it was cast.
But this thing is for emergency use. Could it be that Ermao and Ma Peng are in trouble?
Regardless of the fierce fighting crowd around him, he ran straight in the direction of the thunder and lightning.
Through the smoke and dust, one could see Ma Peng sitting on the ground, holding a large shield in both hands, trying to resist the attack of a masked gladiator.
His left leg was bright red and looked badly injured.
When the masked gladiator raised his long knife and slammed it heavily on the shield, the diffused air flow blew up yellow sand, and Mapon was immediately crushed to the ground.
"stop!"
Zheng Qiu took off the light shield on his right arm and threw it far away at the masked gladiator. At the same time, he spread his legs and stretched out his fingers, trying to rush forward and cut off the opponent's weapon.
The masked gladiator seemed to have been convenient for a long time. He tilted his body slightly to avoid the flying light shield, and glanced at Zheng Qiu.
Then he suddenly bent down and stretched out his hand, grabbed the edge of the shield raised by Ma Peng and lifted it upwards. He lifted Ma Peng up with great force, and turned his whole body over.
Losing the shield to cover him, Ma Peng knew something was wrong, so he immediately let go of his fists and threw his fists at the opponent's face with all his might.
However, the fist finally slowed down a step, and a bright flame flashed from the masked gladiator's long knife, passing under his nose.
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