World of Warcraft Sword Saint

When Moya rushed out of the gate, the one who caught his eye was the rolling Viscount Lage who couldn't stop on the ground, and then looked at the beautiful purple-haired woman with a cold face. My heart greeted the women of Lage's family fiercely, and smiled to meet the leading young man in white: "Hehe, sir, please come in, I have prepared what you need."

　　 Liu Feng smiled slightly, and said, "Presumably you are the president of Moya, right? Haha, it's really troublesome."

　　Moya quickly waved his hands, said that he did not dare, and did not even look at the miserable howling of his old customers on the ground, carefully bending down to lead the way.

Liu Feng waved his hand and brought a group of people and horses into the dark gate. When he entered the gate, his lips squirmed slightly, and a voice was restrained by his inner energy and passed into Nikolai. .

　　 "Very nice leg, um. I like it."

Nicholas Xue was stunned, and she couldn't believe her ears. The devil-like person actually praised herself? Suddenly an inexplicable sense of comfort rose in her heart, her slender beautiful eyelashes, gently blinking, But there was no sign on the face, instead, he snorted disdainfully.

　　 Liu Feng didn't care, and smiled at Moya in front of him: "President Moya, I will ask you to find an unmanned place alone, otherwise the noble people behind me can't bear it."

　　 Moya wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and said with a smile: "Of course, sir, do I dare to let you perform in the arena, and, this matter, Grand Duke Otto has already said hello."

The twelve people behind him sighed heavily, and finally let go of the depression in their hearts.Although they have agreed to come here to train, after all, their identities are really different. When the time comes, they will inevitably be affected by their mood. Tie hands and feet, causing some unnecessary injuries.

And Liu Feng himself is not a fool. Although he said that in the city lord's mansion, it was only a blow to their superior arrogance. If they were to compete with slaves in the public, it would be really unrealistic. After all, this is not about paying attention. An equal earth and slaves are an inevitable existence in the evolution of this world's civilization, and Liu Feng does not have that lofty ambition to do what is an epoch-making hero who rescues slaves.

　　 Lan Ying smiled and complimented: "Instructor, it's better for us to think about it, it's not that unkind."

　　The people who benefited from it also nodded quickly in agreement, even the proud Nicholas Xue nodded lightly.

　　 Liu Feng rolled his eyes: "Who is thinking about you? I'm just worried that President Moya's place will be smashed by your angry parents."

　　 Everyone laughed twice and hurriedly shut their mouths.

　　 The footsteps of Moya in front trembled, and he cursed bitterly: "Damn, it turns out that you **** made this attention...it's so **** bad."

However, he didn't dare to leak out the words in his heart.Seeing that the arrogant young people behind were trained like sheep by this black-haired man, presumably, the strength must be extremely strong, and he has been in the death arena for so long. , His eyesight is extremely poisonous, don't look at the lazy appearance of the leading young man, but once it breaks out, the power will definitely shock people.

　　 turned a few turns again, and a spacious and bright small arena appeared in front of him.

　　 Liu Feng looked around for a week and nodded in satisfaction.This kind of arena is somewhat similar to the ancient Roman arena on the earth.

　　 Liu Feng and others are located at a height of four or five feet, just enough to overlook the audience.

　　 Lightly nodded, Liu Feng supported the guardrail and jumped down directly, landing on the field like a fallen leaf, waved to the top, and signaled them to come down.

　　 Liu Feng's chic and relaxed posture made the men envy.

　　Looking at the people who jumped down like divers, Liu Feng shook his head speechlessly.Only Lan Ying slowly shook his head with the feather fall technique.Even Moya showed a slight grudge and jumped off.

　　 Liu Feng stared closely at the four thick iron gates in the field, inside...the blood and violence could not hide the spread.

　　 "President Moya, call someone out. Remember, as long as the fifth rank is above, the higher the better."

　　 Moya nodded quickly, and smiled: "My lord, don't worry, you are satisfied." After he said, he patted his hands gently, and an iron door opened in response to the dark tunnel, with no bottom.

　　 "Wow, wow." The sound of the iron chains colliding, slowly came out from the tunnel

　　 The huge **** aura grew stronger and stronger, and the twelve people looked at each other with some horror, and they all saw a touch of fear in it.

　　 Liu Feng narrowed his eyes and nodded imperceptibly.

　　 As the sound of the iron chains became stronger and stronger, several strong figures slowly walked out of the deep darkness.

　　The six big men who appeared in front of them, on their naked upper bodies, showed huge scars, showing what a fierce battle they had experienced.

With the appearance of the six people, the **** and violent aura rose sharply in the field. Nicholas, Xue and others looked pale and couldn't help taking a step back. In one step, only Liu Feng's thin body was as stable as Mount Tai in front of the huge blood and violent aura.

　　 nodded, Liu Feng said with satisfaction: "Yes, two seventh-orders, four sixth-orders."

　　 Hearing Liu Feng's words revealing the strength of himself and others, the six big men were slightly surprised, their eyes locked on this seemingly ordinary young man.

　　 A hoarse voice came from the strong man in the middle: "You...very strong."

　　He has been walking on the edge of death for many years, and the young man in front of him smelled a dangerous breath, which was not given by his previous opponent.

　　 "My lord, he is called Boute. He is our trump card, a seventh-order fighter who has played 323 times, 313 wins, five defeats, and five draws."

Liu Feng was a little surprised, but what he was surprised was not the number of games he had won, but he was surprised that he could survive five failures to the present...In the death arena, there is no failure. , Because the loser can only die on the field, and only one person can stand on the arena.

As if perceiving Liu Feng’s doubts, Moya explained: “In those five competitions, Bote was only defeated after breaking the opponent’s legs, but in accordance with certain special rules of the arena. , He was sentenced to lose in those games, so this was the result of defeat."

　　 Liu Feng nodded clearly, and smiled lightly: "President Moya, will they leave it to me in the future? Whatever I do?"

　　Moya smiled and nodded, "Grand Duke Otto has already told me that these slaves will all belong to you in the future, whatever you do."

　　 Liu Feng nodded lightly, took a step, and a light and fluttering sentence evoked the already chilled boil in the hearts of the six people.

"Do you want freedom? Do you want to get rid of the status of slaves?" Looking at the six people's flushed faces because of excitement, the corners of their mouths were slightly hooked, pointing to the twelve people behind them, and smiling: "As long as you teach them to me, What is life and death battle, I will give you freedom, how?"

　　 followed his fingers, and the six nodded heavily, their mouths split open, and the violent breath followed out: "Can you really speak and count?"

"I don't like to talk about panic, you can only trust me if you want freedom." Liu Feng shrugged, turned around, and shouted coldly at the twelve people who were a little cringing: "You still have time to withdraw now, otherwise you can eat at the time. It's too late if you want to quit when you are in trouble."

　　 "This is the sentence again." Everyone complained fiercely from the bottom of their hearts, straightened their chests, and took a step forward.

　　 "Since you all chose to stay... then... the training begins."