"Everybody be quiet. The third game today is slave 189 versus Wind Wolf 188. The betting rate at the arena is 3:1. Three, two, one, bets. It's time for you to make your own bets. Three, two, one, let’s play.” The old voice had just finished speaking in the arena below the slave trading hall, and there were two holes in the great circular pit, each with a red glow. Out of the hole on the left is a two-meter-long, meter-high gray Wind Wolf with a tail like an iron broom and eyes that glow red and ferocious. It just came out of the hole and cried "Ow ~".
Out of the hole on the right emerged a young man in a blue suit and disheveled hair. No sooner had he reached the surface of the pit than Wind Wolf rushed at him before he could see his surroundings.
The young man is none other than Yuxiao. Before he could get used to the soft white light of the scene, he felt a fierce rush toward him. Before he could think, he dodged aside. As he dodged, Wind Wolf made a flutter, but his iron broomstick tail swept out of the way and hit Yuxiao right in the side of the waist. This attack by Wind Wolf hit Yuxiao as directly as a cloth bag. With "poof!" sounds, Yuxiao lost his balance and landed heavily on the ground.
Before Yuxiao could get up from the ground, Wind Wolf turned and lunged at him again. Yuxiao turned his head and saw Wind Wolf running at him. He realized that it was too late for him to dodge. He raised his legs and kicked the Wind Wolf in the air regardless of the pain in his waist.
At this point, a young man who was watching from outside the arena smiled and looked at another young man next to him. "Well, I don't think he can beat Wind Wolf," he said proudly.
Unconvinced, another young man said. "it is too early for you to be happy that there is no winner or loser."
“Hum ~! Let's keep watching.” The young man with a smile on his face looked at another young man and snorted coldly. In the audience, Cher Mee sat in the back, watching the fights in the arena, and her hand clenched a little.
While people in the audience are talking, Yuxiao's feet have collided with Wind Wolf's head. Wind Wolf actually used Yuxiao's feet to move sideways, and it’s tail quickly swept Yuxiao’s legs. If Yuxiao get hit by this iron-besom-liked tail, it's feared that even if his legs doesn't broke, he'll be weakened.
Yuxiao observes the situation and quickly retracts his legs as Wind Wolf's tail sweeps by. Meanwhile, his body rolls on the ground, narrowly avoiding Wind Wolf's wagging tail. At this point, he took advantage of the Wind Wolf landing turn. He finally stood up from the ground and he quickly backed away, distancing himself from Wind Wolf.
"Damn it. He's not dead yet." At this point, one of the teenagers in the audience, found that Yuxiao had not been killed by Wind Wolf. He shouted dissatisfiedly. "You spit magic and blow him up."
Yuxiao suffered a small loss in the two rounds of Wind Wolf's sneak attack. At this point, Yuxiao stopped observing his surroundings and fixed his cold eyes directly on Wind Wolf. He now understood what Cher Mee had meant by telling him that "There is only one thread in the arena and that is your opponent."
Wind Wolf finds that neither of his two attacks has killed the enemy in front of him. It moved around a few times and watched Yuxiao, gave him a roar.
Yuxiao found that although he had just suffered a loss, but did not provoke him. He stared at Wind Wolf calmly. Wind Wolf also gave Yuxiao a fierce look.
Wind Wolf found that Yuxiao just looked at it with cold eyes and made no movement. It swung around Yuxiao several times. Suddenly, his eyes were filled with blood. With the sound of Ow ~", a black air stream spat out of his mouth. The air stream hit Yuxiao's body directly with the speed of light-like.
Yuxiao reacted quickly and dodged the attack. Still, he was brushed against his left arm by the black air stream. The cloth that had been rubbed on his left upper arm quickly disappeared, leaving a black patch on his left arm. Then he felt a little stiff in his left arm.
"No, this magic is a seal." Yuxiao was so surprised that he stopped defending and began to attack. He charged quickly in the direction of Wind Wolf.
Wind Wolf found Yuxiao was rushing toward it, and the ferocity in its eyes gets worse. There was another jet of black air stream in its mouth, and it spat as Yuxiao ran toward the front.
"Everybody be quiet. The third game today is slave 189 versus Wind Wolf 188. The betting rate at the arena is 3:1. Three, two, one, bets. It's time for you to make your own bets. Three, two, one, let’s play.” The old voice had just finished speaking in the arena below the slave trading hall, and there were two holes in the great circular pit, each with a red glow. Out of the hole on the left is a two-meter-long, meter-high gray Wind Wolf with a tail like an iron broom and eyes that glow red and ferocious. It just came out of the hole and cried "Ow ~".
Out of the hole on the right emerged a young man in a blue suit and disheveled hair. No sooner had he reached the surface of the pit than Wind Wolf rushed at him before he could see his surroundings.
The young man is none other than Yuxiao. Before he could get used to the soft white light of the scene, he felt a fierce rush toward him. Before he could think, he dodged aside. As he dodged, Wind Wolf made a flutter, but his iron broomstick tail swept out of the way and hit Yuxiao right in the side of the waist. This attack by Wind Wolf hit Yuxiao as directly as a cloth bag. With "poof!" sounds, Yuxiao lost his balance and landed heavily on the ground.
Before Yuxiao could get up from the ground, Wind Wolf turned and lunged at him again. Yuxiao turned his head and saw Wind Wolf running at him. He realized that it was too late for him to dodge. He raised his legs and kicked the Wind Wolf in the air regardless of the pain in his waist.
At this point, a young man who was watching from outside the arena smiled and looked at another young man next to him. "Well, I don't think he can beat Wind Wolf," he said proudly.
Unconvinced, another young man said. "it is too early for you to be happy that there is no winner or loser."
“Hum ~! Let's keep watching.” The young man with a smile on his face looked at another young man and snorted coldly. In the audience, Cher Mee sat in the back, watching the fights in the arena, and her hand clenched a little.
While people in the audience are talking, Yuxiao's feet have collided with Wind Wolf's head. Wind Wolf actually used Yuxiao's feet to move sideways, and it’s tail quickly swept Yuxiao’s legs. If Yuxiao get hit by this iron-besom-liked tail, it's feared that even if his legs doesn't broke, he'll be weakened.
Yuxiao observes the situation and quickly retracts his legs as Wind Wolf's tail sweeps by. Meanwhile, his body rolls on the ground, narrowly avoiding Wind Wolf's wagging tail. At this point, he took advantage of the Wind Wolf landing turn. He finally stood up from the ground and he quickly backed away, distancing himself from Wind Wolf.
"Damn it. He's not dead yet." At this point, one of the teenagers in the audience, found that Yuxiao had not been killed by Wind Wolf. He shouted dissatisfiedly. "You spit magic and blow him up."
Yuxiao suffered a small loss in the two rounds of Wind Wolf's sneak attack. At this point, Yuxiao stopped observing his surroundings and fixed his cold eyes directly on Wind Wolf. He now understood what Cher Mee had meant by telling him that "There is only one thread in the arena and that is your opponent."
Wind Wolf finds that neither of his two attacks has killed the enemy in front of him. It moved around a few times and watched Yuxiao, gave him a roar.
Yuxiao found that although he had just suffered a loss, but did not provoke him. He stared at Wind Wolf calmly. Wind Wolf also gave Yuxiao a fierce look.
Wind Wolf found that Yuxiao just looked at it with cold eyes and made no movement. It swung around Yuxiao several times. Suddenly, his eyes were filled with blood. With the sound of Ow ~", a black air stream spat out of his mouth. The air stream hit Yuxiao's body directly with the speed of light-like.
Yuxiao reacted quickly and dodged the attack. Still, he was brushed against his left arm by the black air stream. The cloth that had been rubbed on his left upper arm quickly disappeared, leaving a black patch on his left arm. Then he felt a little stiff in his left arm.
"No, this magic is a seal." Yuxiao was so surprised that he stopped defending and began to attack. He charged quickly in the direction of Wind Wolf.
Wind Wolf found Yuxiao was rushing toward it, and the ferocity in its eyes gets worse. There was another jet of black air stream in its mouth, and it spat as Yuxiao ran toward the front.
