Chapter 475 gives you three tricks
In the past, gladiators were full of sweat, Victor and blood. In order to win the competition, it was common for contestants to fight to the death and even kill people by hook or by crook.
The audience watching the gladiator match is also a thrill. Their life is rich, but their spiritual world is scarce, so they pursue thrill in this way.
But today's final painting style is surprisingly strange.
Charlee Ford didn't give her opponent a chance to fight back at all. She was incredibly fast, her movements were crisp and neat, and her time to solve her opponent was short. She didn't use any Victor means, and she was as calm as taking a sip of tea.
But despite this, the audience felt that it was extremely enjoyable.
It's more enjoyable than any previous abnormal game, because it solves the opponent's playing style simply and neatly, and makes them feel a kind of strength crushing.
Isn't this a proper contrast? Girls who look so petite and exquisite, but they didn't expect to be so powerful, make them admire Charlee Ford more.
Charlee Ford beat seven challengers in one breath, and there was one more, so it was the turn of number four.
However, less than forty minutes had passed by this time, and Charlee Ford didn't even sweat on his forehead. He looked relaxed as if he had taken a walk.
No.4 sat in the contestant's seat, holding his chest and observing Charlee Ford, with no superfluous expression on his face.
Now, it seems that I want to defeat Charlee Ford, and it seems that my hope is very slim.
The eighth challenge is a man with a military stick on his body. He is about 1.8 meters tall, not the tall and strong type, but his muscles are very tight, he looks very strong, and his walking pace is vigorous, so he can tell at a glance that he is a trainer.
When the audience at the bottom saw him appear, they all let out a burst of inhalation. At the same time, some people who were watching the fun had already shown their expression of schadenfreude.
I like to watch this bloody Victor gladiator, and there is no one who doesn't know him. He is the master of gladiator and the most famous gladiator on Yongle Island, and likes to abuse his opponent with blood very much.
Last session, he was the most hopeful favorite to win the championship. If it weren't for Xiao Sang's opportunism and some ingenuity, Artest would still have great hope of winning.
It is precisely because of this that Artest has been precipitated more calmly and more difficult to deal with in the past three years.
"Lying in the trough, Artest, now she is finished."
"I heard that Artest retired from the special forces ten years ago, and later worked as a mercenary for one year, carrying a lot of lives on his body."
"And he likes killing very much and is cruel. Now there is that woman to look good."
"I remember that even Xiao Sang almost lost to Artest in the last session, let alone this woman."
There are endless discussions around.
Zhou Yutong heard in his ears and couldn't help but sweat for Charlee Ford.
For her, it doesn't matter if she wins or loses, as long as Charlee Ford is safe.
On the other side of the palace, Xu Tengfei seems to know this Artest. He raised his eyebrows and began to popularize science for William Bryan.
After he was thirsty, he turned to look at William Bryan again. This fellow was still very calm sitting on the sofa, looking at the TV screen lazily with his chin, and there was no reaction at all.
Xu Tengfei sat back on the sofa and raised his eyebrows and asked him, "Are you in no hurry?"
"Mm-hmm?" William Bryan answered lazily.
Xu Tengfei suddenly felt interesting. He asked William Bryan with great interest: "That William, what do you think is the winning rate of your little wife against Artest?"
"…"
Artest stood in the ring. Charlee Ford didn't know him. In the spirit of quick decision, she rushed towards Artest as soon as the referee announced the beginning.
She was strong and fast, as if only the afterimage was left. Before the audience could react, Charlee Ford approached Artest, and then three silver needles flew out of her hand, and her knees quickly hit him on the next three roads.
If it is for other people, encounter such a speed, it is difficult to hide in the past, even if you can hide from the silver needle, you can't hide from her attack.
However, in Charlee Ford's rather surprised eyes, Artest turned slightly sideways and dodged her question. At the same time, he quickly raised his hand and shook it for a moment. Then, the three silver needles thrown out by Charlee Ford were firmly clamped in his index finger and middle finger.
Charlee Ford's movements paused, and a touch of interest finally appeared on his face.
Is a fierce opponent.
Her original playful expression ceased to exist, and her expression gradually became dignified.
"Is that all you can do?" Artest opened his mouth, his voice hoarse, as if he had been boiled by boiling water. He looked at her mockingly and said, "I'll give you three tricks."
Charlee Ford curled his lips. This man is too arrogant. She just tried his bottom at will.
But--
"Since you said you wanted me to do three tricks, I'm not at all polite. Start now!" When she finished speaking, she pulled out several silver needles and rushed towards Artest.
A touch of surprise appeared on Artest's face, but for a moment it was quiet again.
If ordinary people hear that they are "insulted" by their opponents' remarks of "letting three tricks", they will be angry and show flaws, but Charlee Ford does not, and she even takes it seriously!
"The same skill is applied again." Artest saw that she used the silver needle again and sneered and said, "This is all you can do?"
"Oh, then don't take it lightly." Charlee Ford released the silver needle. Artest's eyes narrowed and he was about to reach for it. At this moment, Charlee Ford suddenly bent over, and the air around him fluctuated fiercely. The silver needle actually changed its trajectory!
All this happened within 0.01 seconds, which is not as fast as ordinary people can do.
Artest's pupils shrank, stumbled a few steps, and barely dodged. As soon as he stood firm, another strong wind hit. This time, Charlee Ford was simple and rude, and kicked him directly on the shoulder. Then, her body spun and pushed her legs and knees hard against his neck.
Charlee Ford used all his strength these times, and if ordinary people would have fallen down.
However, Artest's physique is extraordinary. When she meets such a fierce attack, she only bends her knees slightly, and she just grits her teeth and persists.
The audience at the bottom saw that Charlee Ford was finally not that soft style of play, and began to get fierce, and they couldn't help cheering excitedly.
"Three moves are over," Artest gritted his teeth slightly, withstood Charlee Ford's blow, raised his hand and swung her off his shoulder.
A touch of surprise appeared on Charlee Ford's face.
I didn't expect this man to be quite resistant to beating.
Artest said quickly: "Next, it's my turn."