Junior Disciple C

Chapter 158

People who came here for the first time like Wu Yi looked at the slowly opening stone door and didn't react. They stood where they were and didn't move.

And people like Batu, who have been to the Colosseum many times, spontaneously stood up from the ground when they heard the sound of Shimen moving.

They didn't dawdle, not because they had no fear of the unpredictable life-and-death struggle that they would face next, but because they knew that dawdling was useless, if the Xiqiang soldiers outside got impatient, they came in and whipped them, the loss outweighed the gain.

Feng Ye stood in the same place as Wu Yi, but he watched Batu and the others stand up, thought for a while, and quickly took a step, followed Batu and the others towards the stone gate.

Feng Ye's actions awakened Wu Yi. Although he was full of fear for what was about to happen, people always have a herd mentality, not to mention that Feng Ye was his only fellow townsman, so he followed Feng Ye.

Just keeping up with Guigui, his movements were still a little timid, instead of walking side by side with Feng Ye, he stood diagonally behind Feng Ye half a step away.

A position where the person in front can escape in time if one is not careful.

The rest of the people who were still standing still hesitated saw more and more people leaving, and finally caught up with the crowd.

Behind the stone gate is a dark corridor that is not spacious, two people walking side by side is more than enough, three people is not enough.At first there was nothing in the corridor, but after Feng Ye walked a few more steps in, he found that there was no way ahead.

No, it's not that there is no way.Feng Ye quickly realized that the stone wall in front of him could be moved, it was the second stone gate, and these two stone gates had not been opened yet.

He turned his head to look at Batu again, and saw that Batu and the others had come to the second stone gate familiarly, and they seemed to be picking something.

Feng Ye took a closer look, only to find that there were actually two weapon racks on both sides of the stone gate. The weapon racks were filled with all kinds of weapons. The light in the corridor was so dim that he only realized it now.

The Xiqiang people actually handed over weapons to slaves?Feng Ye was a little surprised, but then he figured it out. The Xiqiang people simply thought that slaves were too weak. If they didn't have weapons, they wouldn't be the opponents of those ferocious beasts at all, and their fights wouldn't be exciting enough.

Moreover, they have the arrogance of a superior person in their bones, and they don't worry about what will happen to these slaves who have weapons.

After he figured it out, Feng Ye also stepped forward to choose a weapon that was convenient for him.

Feng Ye roughly scanned around, swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, hooks, forks, whips, maces, hammers, sticks, sticks, sticks, spears, and rakes. Among the eighteen weapons, he didn't know who to choose. He didn't remember the past, and he didn't know What are you good at.

But there is a saying that "one inch long is one inch strong". Long weapons have great advantages in defense and offense. Although they will be restrained by some close-quarters weapons, their opponents will most likely attack with minions. Beasts, the long soldiers are the best choice.

Feng Ye was right. People like Batu who had been here several times gave priority to Changbing.When Feng Ye wanted to choose, he realized that although there were many types of weapons on the shelf, the total number was not many, and the long soldiers such as spears and halberds had already been selected.

And the rest are short soldiers that are difficult for ordinary people to control, and their quality is uneven. Some sword blades are full of traces of rust, and the yellow rust even covers the original color of the sword body. Rusty Sword estimated that chopping a piece of tofu would be a bit strenuous.

Feng Ye's gaze paused on the rusted sword, and he finally chose the long whip next to the rusted sword.

The last time he killed that soldier was a long whip. He was familiar with it once, even if he didn't know how to whip, it was still better than other weapons that he had never used at all.

Feng Ye wrapped the long whip around his hand, and Wu Yi, who was also a beat slower, after realizing that there was no long soldier to choose from, Wu Yi originally wanted to choose the meteor hammer. The meteor hammer was also rusty, but the hammer relied on It is swung, not chopped, and rust does not affect it.

However, after trying to pick it up, Wu Yi stopped thinking, he couldn't lift it at all, let alone swing it.

Wu Yi chose the rusty sword, which seemed to be the most lethal one among the remaining weapons.

He held the hilt of the sword in both hands, leaning on the sword like an old man leaning on a cane, and he didn't seem to be holding a sword at all.

He doesn't know how to use a sword at all, and if he holds a sword, he just needs to pick it up, and he doesn't know how to use it at all.But no one laughed at his ridiculous sword-holding posture, because the rest of the people were also half buckets of water, and their posture with spears and halberds was also wrong.

Feng Ye saw that the other people holding spears and halberds had no idea, but when he saw Wu Yi holding a rusty sword, he felt a little uncomfortable.

As if a cat's paw was secretly scratching in his heart, he always wanted Wu Yi to change the posture of holding the sword a little bit.

Switch to make him look more comfortable, but how?Feng Ye was also at a loss.He just had a feeling in his heart that it was wrong to take it this way, but he couldn't tell why it was wrong or right.

This kind of vague feeling was unpredictable and unreasonable, so Feng Ye didn't speak immediately, but the more he looked at it, the more awkward he became, just wanting to straighten Wu Yi's hand holding the sword.

Finally, he couldn't help but want to speak.

But at the same time he opened his mouth, there was the sound of stones moving in front of him.

The door opened.

Feng Ye looked forward, this second stone gate was also the last stone gate, when the stone gate was moved away, the white light shot from the opened stone gate also hurt Feng Ye's eyes.

It was already afternoon, and the sun was actually not as blazing as it was at noon, but he had stayed in the dark for too long, and when he suddenly saw the light, his pupils had not yet adapted.

After the momentary stinging pain passed, Feng Ye blinked, and he regained his vision, and he saw the spacious round platform in front of him.

This is where they will fight later.Feng Ye thought to himself, and he looked up again. He saw the two sides of the round platform, two-story buildings, and there were stands for watching the battle, and the stands were already full of spectators.

Not many, only a few dozen people.The Colosseum was originally a venue for the entertainment of the nobles of the Western Qiang. Ordinary people were not eligible to enter, so the number of people would naturally not be large.

But these few dozens of seats are also set up very luxuriously, with soft carpets under their feet, thirst-quenching tea and melons and fruits beside the armrests of the chairs, and there are even servants standing behind them to help them shake fans to keep cool.

These are just ordinary to the Xiqiang nobles, they don't think it is a luxury, but in the eyes of the slaves who saw these for the first time, they can't even think about it.

Wu Yi raised his head tremblingly, and was a little scared when he saw the condescending eyes of those Xiqiang nobles, but he immediately found that these Xiqiang nobles were not so vicious, and instead looked at them with smiles on their faces. Group of slaves.

Compared with the soldiers who waved their whips and scolded them at every turn, these Xiqiang nobles seemed almost approachable.

Wu Yi couldn't help smiling back cautiously, wanting to please the people in the stands, but someone noticed his smile, and the Xiqiang nobles in the stands turned their heads and said something to their companions, the smile on the corner of their mouths deepened further.

Wu Yi was overjoyed, thinking that his flattery had worked, and the smile on his face became more genuine.

Feng Ye, who noticed this scene, didn't smile. He looked at the Xiqiang nobleman who was talking to his companion. He couldn't understand the lips, but he could tell from his expression that this smile was full of sarcasm and contempt. ridicule.

It's like the kind of smile that people show when watching monkeys imitate human actions in cages.

No matter how hard the monkey tries to please, it's just a joke.

Feng Ye suddenly stretched out his foot and stepped on Wu Yi. He controlled the strength, a force that would not hurt Wu Yi, but would also make Wu Yi feel pain, so painful that he couldn't laugh.

Wu Yi's face was wrinkled together, he really couldn't laugh anymore, he was glaring at Feng Ye, wanting to ask why.

Feng Ye didn't even look at him, as if the person who stepped on him just now was not himself.

Although Wu Yi was full of dissatisfaction, he didn't dare to show it too obviously. He was afraid that his actions would disturb the Xiqiang soldiers around him.

Feng Ye was no longer distracted, he looked around, he noticed that there was a stone gate directly opposite them, that should be where their opponent came out.

Just don't know what it is...

Just as Feng Ye thought this way, the familiar sound of Shimen moving appeared beside his ears.

"Here we come." Batu reminded in a low voice, and he shouted at the same time: "Let's defend together back to back."

Those experienced people had already leaned together, and he yelled at Feng Ye, who came for the first time.

Wu Yi reacted faster this time, and immediately squeezed into the crowd. Although the crowd formed a big circle, there was always a back seat, so he immediately squeezed into the back seat.

Seeing this, the rest quickly followed, wanting to stand behind.Feng Ye didn't squeeze together, he spontaneously stood at the front, next to Batu.

Batu glanced at Feng Ye in surprise, he didn't expect Feng Ye to take the initiative to stand in the front.

Batu himself didn't want to stand in front, but... During many fights with beasts, Batu knew that someone had to stand in front.

And the person guarding the front had better be taller and stronger, so as to put pressure on the beast and make it fearful and dare not attack rashly.

Unfortunately, because of his race, he has a larger-than-average frame, which makes him appear tall and strong, and he is the strongest of the remaining group.

If it was Wu Yi who was so thin and weak, the beast would probably have realized the weakness of the opponent as soon as they met each other, and the crowd would be scattered immediately, and the scattered crowd would be like a mess of sand. It would be very difficult to kill the beast. In order to win as much as possible, and for himself to survive, he had no choice but to stand here.

But if he had a choice, he would definitely choose to stay behind.

Feng Ye had a choice, he could squeeze the back seat, but he didn't squeeze or fight, and walked to the front by himself.

While Batu was surprised, he also admired it.Although he became a slave because he was afraid of death, their tribe has always worshiped brave people.

If they had met before their tribe was conquered by the Western Qiang, people like Feng Ye would be extremely popular among their tribe.

It's a pity that it's just a hypothesis. Most of his people were killed by Xiqiang soldiers because they refused to surrender. There are very few of them who choose to live on like this.

Batu shook his head and stopped thinking about it, because the opposite stone gate had been fully opened, and the thing behind the stone gate finally appeared.

It is hidden in the shadow of the corridor, and it has not yet revealed its true face.But the crowd gathered had already heard the hungry grunting of the beast's belly, not one or two, but overlapping, countless loud noises.

Green beast eyes appeared in the shadows, floating in mid-air like will-o'-the-wisps, and the number of the will-o'-the-wisps was huge, at first glance it seemed densely packed, each of which was flashing with a fierce light of hunger.

It's not it, it's them.

Everyone finally realized this.

The one walking in the front of the herd twitched its nostrils. It smelled the smell of fresh flesh and blood. Just smelling this smell made it colic in its stomach. Its stomach, which had been hungry for many days, desperately needed blood food to soothe it. .

It came smelling popular, and it came out of the shadows.

Feng Ye finally saw their whole picture clearly, it was... a pack of wolves.

Ordinary wolves are actually not scary, because they generally do not feed on strange creatures like humans, but the wolves after Snow are not.

Blocked by ice and snow, unable to hunt, the hungry wolves will not let go of any prey they encounter. This is also the peak and most terrifying time for a wolf pack to fight.

At this time, they don't care about sacrifices or casualties, and everything has the highest goal of killing prey.

As for the wolves in front of Feng Ye, although they had not encountered heavy snow, it was not difficult to see from their bony figures that they were more ferocious than the wolves after the snow.

Feng Ye unconsciously clenched the tail of the whip in his hand, ready to throw the long whip anytime.

His eyes wandered among the wolves, and he quickly locked on the position of the leading wolf, the one leading out of the shadows.

Even though it was so hungry that it lost its appearance, it was still the tallest wolf in the pack, and the other wolves followed closely behind it.

Feng Ye was sizing up the pack of wolves, and the alpha wolf was also sizing up the group of humans. His dark green eyes scanned the humans in front of him. As usual, he focused his gaze on Batu, the tallest among the crowd.

But at the same time, out of that instinctive intuition, it took another look at Feng Ye next to Batu. It swayed from side to side, a little uncertain who was the toughest bone to crack.

It didn't rashly lead the group to attack, which is the necessary caution when the wolves hunt, and hunger and thirst didn't make it discard this caution.

The eyes of the man and the wolf confronted each other, and both sides were full of scrutiny and evaluation.

In addition, those sights from high places are the anticipation and interest of the upcoming good show, and they enjoy the life and death fight between the two sides below.