The Glory of Noxus

Chapter 112: The Liquidator’s Battle: Draven, the much-anticipated
Time is like colored sand in an hourglass, sinking slowly and never looking back.

The life in the Knoxkalia Arena seemed to bring Huojixing back to the peaceful days when he first came to Valoran.

A person stayed quietly in the arena, no one cared about him, no one cared about him.

He was also happy with this, practicing hard every day and enjoying the pleasure of increasing strength.

In terms of time allocation, he usually spends his free time in the morning practicing his skills.

Although the cell space is far less than that of Cui Fali's training ground, it is still more than enough for walking around with a knife.

After lunch, afternoon time.

He began to mutually verify his own skills with the Fire of Nanli, and continued to move forward along the path of extraordinary skills.

Evening is the time for "introspection of one's own body".

He understood the Sinking Star Chart and meditated deeply while improving his compatibility with the Fire of Nanli.

Time passed quietly like this.

However, the Noxian soldiers in charge of the prison often came over.

He gradually became familiar with Huo Jixing.

In addition to the reason for Draven's orders, after seeing Huo Jixing's superb skills, the Noxian soldiers would ask for advice on some technical doubts.

Huo Jixing didn't hide his secrets and answered questions carefully every time.

After all, the arena is someone else's responsibility. It's only natural that you should give something while being taken care of.

Although there are many skills, it cannot be said that they are all covered.

But since he had almost set foot in the realm of a grandmaster, he still had a clear vision. By analogy, he quickly gained the support of the Noxian soldiers.

The time that was originally very leisurely became even more leisurely.

noon.

In the dark prison, the dim yellow light flickered, and the cold winter wind soaked the air.

"Sir, the liquor you requested has been delivered."

The Noxian soldier on duty quickly opened the cell chain and brought in the dinner plate in his hand.

Two well-cooked meats, a well-prepared vegetable soup, a plate of solid white bread, and a small pot of strong wine.

Huo Jixing opened his eyes and gently lifted the long knives on his knees.

"So early?" Huo Jixing said with a smile.

"Maybe there are activities in the evening, and the work this morning is not very busy." The young Noxian soldier scratched the back of his head and said with a silly smile.

Immediately afterwards, he hurriedly put down the plate in his hand, walked up to Huo Jixing, and asked for advice on the technical difficulties he had encountered recently.

The master leads the door, and the practice is personal.

In the military camp, after the initial systematic training, the Noxian soldiers could only rely on their own efforts to improve their skills.

This is not the peaceful society of the past life. All knowledge and information can be found online, and if you have questions, you can search for answers.

As citizens, Noxian soldiers can only discuss among themselves when they encounter doubts, and most of the time they take detours.

Because in the Noxus Empire, the price of knowledge far exceeds that of food, and not ordinary people can afford it.

Just like the favor Huo Jixing owed to the Gregorys.

The price of extraordinary knowledge is far beyond what ordinary knowledge can match.

Therefore, the Noxian soldiers in the prison cherished this unexpected opportunity.

Huo Jixing looked at the Noxian soldier wielding his sword in front of him, and thought of the child he had seen at the Trifali training ground, who looked very much like him.

After a cup of tea.

The Noxian soldier cleared up many technical doubts in his heart, saluted, and walked away. The dinner plate would be taken away in the evening.

Huo Jixing began to enjoy a sumptuous lunch while thinking about the actions of the Noxian soldiers just now.

During this period of time, he originally wanted to work hard to break through the obstacles and step into the realm of a master.

But when he really delved into the technique, he found that it was really difficult.

Even if he always deliberately studied the Suzaku Star Chart and carefully observed the changes in the Liusu Star.

There is still little gain in improving skills.

He then decided not to practice his skills in the morning, but to meditate more deeply.

Finished all lunch.

Huo Jixing's eyes fell on the small pot of strong liquor.

The pot body made of steel is somewhat small and has some patterns on the edges.

Being able to drink freely in the Knox Scalia Arena meant that Draven really took good care of himself.

Otherwise, even if he asked, the Noxian soldiers would not comply.

As for the prisoners in other cells, not to mention maintaining a rich meal throughout the day, it is very good to have meat to eat, not to mention a small pot of strong liquor in front of them.

gurgling!gurgling!
After drinking alcohol down his throat, Huo Jixing's complexion quickly turned red, and a red-golden glow filled his pupils.

He immediately looked at the starry sky and looked at the boundless starry sky.

In the haziness, the extremely luxurious Suzaku reflected the sky, its red wings stretched out, covering the sky and the earth.

The red golden beak taps the boundless starry sky, like ripples on the calm lake surface, and countless lights of inspiration emerge instantly.

Huo Jixing was intoxicated by this, letting the ripples rise up and cover his whole body.

When he woke up again, the strong wine in the pot had been drained.Looking at the red star map from a distance, the magnificent brilliance surrounding Liusu Star seems to be a bit dim, and a straight path of flames can be seen.

Rumble!
Hearing the deafening sound ringing in his ears.

Huo Jixing looked confused. He stood up and walked to the cell, putting his ear against the iron door.

Hearing the noise inside the silent prison, it was like boiling hot water.

Crunch!Crunch!
In each passage, there was a sharp and piercing sound of the door, and then uniform steps echoed in the passage, like the tide lapping against the rocks.

Rows of Noxus soldiers in armor and sharp hands stepped in front of the cell in an orderly manner, opened the iron locks, and the sharp blades around their waists were slightly unsheathed, shining coldly.

When Huo Jixing heard the sound, he couldn't hide his curiosity and patted the cell in front of him.

Within a moment, a Noxian soldier came over and quickly opened the chains, and a roaring noise rushed into his ears.

"What's wrong? It seems very lively!" Huo Jixing looked at the Noxian soldier in front of him. It was the young guy he met at noon.

"There will be a gladiatorial performance tonight!" the Noxian soldier said excitedly, with a fanatical look on his face.

Huo Jixing suddenly felt enlightened and remembered the memory information from his past life.

Over the past hundreds of years, performances in the gladiatorial arena have always been an important traditional symbol of Noxus——

They punish criminals and resolve disputes between nobles!

"Can I go and have a look?"

Ordinary life always needs a little spice to bring some changes.

"This" the young Noxian soldier looked hesitant, then he thought of the relationship between Huo Jixing and Lord Draven, and nodded solemnly.

"I need to ask Lord Draven for instructions."

"Okay, I'll trouble you." Huo Jixing nodded slightly to express his understanding.

The young Noxian soldier also left the door open and ran away to meet the centurion in charge of prison affairs.

It takes about a cup of tea.

The panting young Noxian soldier came back, his face a little red: "Lord Draven agreed, you can watch this show."

On the dark gray walls, dim firelight illuminated the dark passage.

Huo Jixing followed the young Noxian soldier and saw in the prison passage, mentally tired prisoners walking slowly one after another, staggering one after another, maintaining an orderly queue.

Orderly pace, no one resisted.

In this prison, the prisoners have already suffered what they deserve, and they must learn to change for their own lives.

Especially when he first entered the prison, the screams of the prisoners being dragged away one after another in the dark prison never stopped, making people feel numb.

Inside the intricate passages.

Except for the sound of footsteps, the atmosphere was quiet and all the prisoners remained silent.

The road gradually approached, and slowly, noisy sounds spread into the passage.

Before the prisoners could react, the Noxian soldiers drew the blades from their waists and quickly separated the selected prisoners and entered the passage that had been arranged.

Huo Jixing looked at the departing prisoners. Under the guidance of the young Noxian soldier, he walked to a thick iron fence, where he could see the auditorium filled with people outside.

Boom!Boom!Boom!
In an instant.

The noise from the audience stage was like a violent storm, sweeping across, making people feel extremely shocked and stunned.

Looking from a distance, the enthusiastic spectators made cheers, conversations, curses and other sounds intertwined together, forming a unique scenery in the arena.

"Draven's gladiatorial performance?"

Seeing the shocking scene in front of him, Huo Jixing thought of the information about Draven in his past life memory, as well as the introduction to the liquidator in the arena.

They fought each other in the arena, testing their strength with blood as a bet.

Huo Jixing thought for a while, looked at the young Noxian soldier beside him, and asked, "Will Lord Draven take action?"

After thinking for a while, the young Noxian soldier said, "If there is no good opportunity to perform, Lord Draven will generally not leave the field."

Huo Jixing understood it, which was in line with Delevingne's character.

Admiration, prestige, and a stage that attracts thousands of people's attention are what Delevingne has always pursued.

Otherwise, he would not have left Darius's army voluntarily.

"Hello, fellow gladiator fans, are you ready for the hottest and most exciting night?"

The voice of the arena announcer resounded through the sky through the special design of the Knox Scalia Arena, instantly igniting the sizzling atmosphere.

"Now, let us welcome, the glorious executioner—"

"Lord Draven, appear!"

As the arena announcer's voice sounded, blazing orange-red flames shot up on the high platform and burned blazingly.

At the same time, Draven appeared wearing emerald-colored armor.

He was like a star that attracted much attention, enjoying the shouts of the audience while swinging two flying axes half as tall as a man.

"Wow oh oh oh!"

The moment they saw Delevingne, tens of thousands of people in the audience shouted wildly.

In recent gladiatorial performances, Draven's execution has become the biggest highlight.

In particular, his target was the high-ranking nobles, which aroused crazy pursuit.

It was Draven who turned a routine routine into a gorgeous performance, attracting more and more audiences, and allowing the once lonely liquidator to return to the bloody stage.

(End of this chapter)