Invincible sword repair system

Chapter 39 The King of the Beastmen
"Roar!"

Another deafening roar of beasts came from the cage of the arena.

"Clang clang clang!"

The sound of fierce metal clanging, accompanied by the dazzling light of the knife, and the sparks from the fierce collision and friction, the orc leader wildly danced the big knife, seemingly without any effort, and the silver gun in Feng Ya's hand was also clanking, His face looked extremely calm.

There was a fierce confrontation between the two, and the aristocratic spectators on the stands outside the arena were already dazzled.

The situation on the field is obvious, the two are evenly matched, and neither has the upper hand, but perhaps it is this kind of confrontation that makes it more enjoyable.

"Kill it!"

"Kill it!"

"Kill it!"

"Fuya, you don't have much time left!"

The aristocratic audience shouted wildly for this, completely oblivious to the fact that Kazeya was already panting.

"not good!"

Su Fei watched carefully in the preparation area: "If this continues, Feng Ya will be in danger."

"Yeah, after all, he's just a barbarian who can't cultivate. It's pretty good to pass the first test."

Jingzhai also saw that Fengya was at the end of his strength and was about to lose to the orc commander.

It has long been said that this is a battle between man and beast.

Also being a human race, Jing Zhai couldn't help but sweat secretly for Feng Ya.

Not to mention Dalu, who was sitting on the sidelines preparing for the battle, he and Feng Ya came from the same tribe, and they competed together in order to get more rewards in the White Tiger Ranking.

"what!"

Suddenly, a scream came from the cage in the arena.

"clang!"

Feng Ya's silver spear had already been hacked into a crooked shape, and now it was severed by the orc leader.

The silver spear broke into two pieces, and the orc's commanding saber's power remained undiminished, and it actually cut off Feng Ya's entire right arm!
"Fuya!
"Hold on, Kazeya!"

Seeing Fengya screaming in pain in the cage, rolling and crawling to avoid the attack of the orc leader, Dalu couldn't sit still anymore, clenched his fists and shouted, with tears in his eyes.

"Shhhhh!"

However, the orc commander was in full swing of the battle, and the sword in his hand danced wildly, cutting out half-moons in the void.

"Hiss..."

Finally, Feng Ya's right shoulder was bleeding profusely, his body gradually weakened, his feet were weak, and his strong body was chopped into evenly sized pieces of meat by the big knife led by the orc in an instant!
"Roar!"

The leader of the orcs successfully killed Fengya, and he raised his head to the sky with a roar, his expression was full of pride and arrogance.

"Made!
"Labor and capital must kill you!"

Daru's face turned blue with anger, and he glared angrily at the orc leader in the cage of the arena, his eyes full of killing intent.

"Contestant No. 3, please prepare!"

The arena director has been used to this for a long time. Now that the number 2 player is dead, it is the turn of the number 3 player to play next.

"Sorry, I'm retiring!"

Contestant No. 3 saw the bloody scene just now, his face turned pale and his limbs became weak with fright.

"I'm also retiring."

"Yes, I'll retire too."

"I...I want to retire too!"

Following the withdrawal of contestant No. 3, immediately after, No. 4, No. 8, and No. 9 in the preparation area all chose to retire.

They knew that they were no match for player No. 2, and even player No. 2 had been chopped into pieces by the orc commander. They had absolutely no confidence in continuing to fight.

"Player No. 10, what about you? Do you want to continue the game?"

Arena directors will not force anyone to compete.

According to the rules of the competition, once you opt out, you will not get any rewards.

The No. 10 player is Daru.

The orc leader in the cage of the arena killed his partner. He was furious, his face turned pale, his fists were clenched, he stood up abruptly, and stared fiercely at the retired contestants around him: "Cowards!"

After finishing speaking, he glared at the rampant orc leader in the cage of the arena again, and roared, "Continue!"

Following Daru's roar, the two guards outside the cage immediately opened the iron gate.

"Bang!"

As soon as the iron gate opened, Daru threw down the scoreboard on his waist and rushed in with a brisk stride.

"Whoosh!"

A gust of wind rang in my ears.

"Shh!"

There was a flash of the knife.

"Roar!"

The orc leader in the cage of the arena uttered his last cry, and was instantly buried under Daru's heavy knife!

"it is good!"

Seeing such a domineering blow, even Jing Zhai couldn't help applauding.

"It seems that Daru really has some strength."

Su Fei also looked at Dalu with admiration.

Jing Zhai suddenly frowned, and shook his head regretfully: "It's a pity that he is just a barbarian who can't cultivate. Otherwise, with the amazing fighting spirit in him, his future achievements will definitely be good."

"Um……"

Su Fei nodded secretly.

Continuing to look at it, Daru's eyes are already red-eyed.

In just 15 minutes, 50 red beasts have been successfully beheaded.

"Bang!"

When he came out of the arena cage again, his body was covered with animal blood, and his expression was faintly exhausted.

Obviously, killing 50 level 20 red beasts today is much more tiring than killing 96 level 10 red beasts yesterday.

"Daru, here is your scoreboard, it has 346 points now, congratulations!"

The guard returned the scoreboard to Daru, and his expression was full of respect.

At the same time, in the aristocratic stands outside the arena, those inhuman aristocratic spectators were already so excited that they almost jumped their feet.

Seeing all this, Su Fei felt more and more that this was completely no different from the arena in ancient Rome.

The slaves were fighting desperately in the arena, while the aristocratic spectators watched all this indifferently.

"Ugh!"

He couldn't help but secretly sighed, stood up and patted Dalu's shoulder lightly: "Dalu, I'm sorry."

"Humph!"

Daru didn't appreciate it at all, shook Su Fei's hand away with his shoulders, and said with a cold snort: "You don't need to cry like a cat and pretend to be merciful, if you didn't come to participate, we wouldn't have to work so hard to win the second round. burden!
"So, please remember, you were the one who killed Fuya. I, Daru, will avenge this revenge sooner or later!"

"what?"

Su Fei was stunned: "Dalu, what do you mean by that?"

"Don't pretend to be garlic, Fengya's death, I will remember it on your head!"

Dalu stared at Su Fei with hatred in his eyes, without explaining at all.

It seems that this Dalu is really an unreasonable barbarian, without any reason at all.

This white tiger list is not specially set for the Dalu tribe, how can Su Fei be blamed?
It was not until later that I found out that all previous individual competitions in the Qinjian Mountain area were contestants from the Daru tribe. As long as they collectively survived the second round, there was no need to confront the orc leader head-on. If the group fails in the round, the total score will be calculated according to the results of the first round.

But this time, because of Su Fei's joining, they have to do their best to fight against the orc leader. Only in this way can they have a chance to win the first place.

However, that's all for later.

At the moment, Su Fei didn't know it at all. He looked at Dalu with a look of astonishment, not knowing how to respond to this.

"Contestant No. 11, do you want to continue?"

Just in time, the Arena Director yelled at him.

"continue!"

Su Fei will not shrink back because of Dalu's words.

"Bang!"

The gate of the arena cage opens.

He walked in again, but there was still no one cheering for him in the aristocratic stands.

And he wasn't surprised by that.

"Master Su, how many do you plan to kill at a time?"

Arena directors still show him respect.

Daru just hit two at a time, so he was able to kill 15 orc leaders in just 50 minutes.

Su Fei remembered Mu Orange's reminder to him, but he had no fear of the 20th-level orc leader at all, he hesitated for a moment, and said, "Try 4."

"Okay, then 4!"

The arena director ordered to go down.

Not long after, another iron gate [-] meters away opened with a bang.

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

4 orcs came in one after the other.

When everyone saw clearly, their faces changed instantly.

The 4 orc leaders, each of which is 3 meters tall, is muscular, wearing heavy armor, and the sword in his hand weighs ten thousand catties!

This is obviously no ordinary orc leader!

The knowledgeable person secretly exclaimed: "No way, that is... the king of beastmen?"

"But... why did Su Fei fight the Beastman King?"

"It's too unfair..."

"Hehe, it doesn't matter if it's fair or not, as long as it looks good..."

(End of this chapter)