"We've invited our gladiators...what's going on!"

The impassioned tone of the commentator suddenly changed, and he stared blankly at the duel space.

Instead of the two summoning spirits appearing on the circular arena as usual, there was a young man in single clothes and a turbaned man in his thirties.

This scene was obviously beyond most people's expectations.

"This is Shi Yong and Junichiro Sato, they themselves entered the fighting space!"

"Isn't it true that only death matches require the real body to enter?"

"What's going on? The final changed from an ordinary gladiatorial fight to a death match?"

All kinds of noises suddenly sounded, causing the stands to fall into chaos.

"Why...why is it a fight to the death?!"

Vivian, who was silently waiting for the final to end, had surprise and anger on her face at this moment.

Xiluvia looked at the fighting space on the side, feeling a sense of sadness in her heart.

Once both parties are in position in the gladiatorial space, whether it is an ordinary gladiatorial fight or a death match, one party must die before it can end. If the winning rate is according to what the lady said, then he...

"hiss!"

A huge, colorful python emerged out of thin air, entangling Vivian in the middle. Its cold purple vertical eyes stared at the VIP room diagonally opposite.

There.

Eric could be seen faintly with a proud smile on his face, holding up a goblet of red wine in provocation.

"Gladiator space?"

Jiang Ren looked at the dense crowd in the stands around him, walked to the edge of the arena and stretched out his hand, and immediately touched an invisible wall.

Not bad, it turned out to be waiting for me here.

Jiang Ren recalled Eric who was rejected by him half a month ago. He originally thought that Eric had run out of options, but unexpectedly he was waiting for him here. It seemed that he had reached the end of his road.

Whatever the reason.

Now that this fight has begun, one is destined to die.

Jiang Ren turned around and looked at the turbaned man who had been quietly motionless during his own actions: "Sato Junichiro, do you know me?"

Although they belong to the same arena.

But in the past few months, the two of them had only seen each other from a distance, and had not even spoken to each other.

"You are the son of Shi Jun and Ding Jiang. It's time to settle what happened back then."

Junichiro Sato's face was serious, with a strong murderous intent in his eyes.

Jiang Ren looked relaxed: "Finished? Do you want to commit suicide to apologize?"

"Kill you and nothing will happen!"

As soon as Junichiro Sato finished speaking, the skin on his body suddenly surged, as if something terrifying was breaking out of his body.

Accompanied by horrific screams.

Junichiro Sato's bloody flesh fell to the ground, and there stood an old man holding a samurai sword, with long silver hair tied behind his head, wearing a yellow-gray haori and red culottes.

"Junichiro Sato, please enlighten me!"

Junichiro Sato, who had merged with the summoning spirit, looked at Jiang Ren with sinister eyes, and his right hand fell on the handle of the sword that had not been unsheathed.

The blade was slowly pulled out, reflecting cold light.

"Here comes out! The strongest warrior!"

"So, is this going to be a fight to the death?"

"It doesn't matter whether it's a fight to the death or not, as long as the fight is exciting, that's enough."

After a brief period of confusion and panic, the audience quickly came to their senses, and the voices in the entire arena quickly converged into one name: "Junichiro Sato! Junichiro Sato..."

Under this huge sound, there are also sporadic sounds of "Shi Yong" and "Hunter" interspersed among it.

"This method of possession is quite interesting."

Jiang Ren smiled slightly, his body becoming slightly unreal.

When this blurry illusion disappeared, he had transformed into the appearance of a hunter summoning spirits. Even the equipment on his body was not bad, and there was a slender hound beside him.

"It will be your honor to die by my sword!"

Junichiro Sato pulled out all the blades of the sword.

The body activated instantly, and the whole person was like a cheetah, approaching Jiang Ren rapidly.

"Then why don't you commit suicide?"

Jiang Ren curled his lips and quickly pulled out the shotgun.

Prejudging, aiming and shooting is like eating and drinking, with almost no pause.

Bah! Bah! Bah!

Although several bullets fired one after another were blocked by Junichiro Sato's katana, he had to slow down because of these obstacles.

"Woof woof!"

The hound had already circled to the side at some point, opening its big mouth full of fangs, as if it was about to pounce towards him.

There is a shotgun in front and a hunting dog on the side.

Junichiro Sato's expression remained unchanged, and there was no trace of panic in his eyes. The katana in his hand blocked the bullet and struck the hound at an extremely fast speed.

However, the black hound just feinted and jumped back and left his attack range.

"Distraction is not a good habit."

Jiang Ren's voice suddenly reached his ears, followed by a bomb the size of a water glass.

boom!

Accompanied by explosions.

Fire and dust rose up, engulfing Junichiro Sato's figure.

The next moment.

However, Junichiro Sato emerged from the dust. Except for some damage to his clothes, no injuries could be seen on his body.

However, before he could rush towards Jiang Ren, several bombs fell around him.

Boom!

The fierce fire and dust submerged it again, and Jiang Ren also took advantage of this gap to quickly distance himself.

"The blood bar is really thick."

Jiang Ren's family members took turns taking out bombs from their backpacks and throwing them into the dust ahead.

Although the bomb seemed to have a shocking power and great damage, Junichiro Sato had long been prepared for this move and could not let the bomb explode at close range.

Therefore, these bombs would at most cause some hindrance to him.

It is impossible to seriously injure him or even kill him with this method.

Kick!

Suddenly, Junichiro Sato rushed out of the fire and dust.

"In the face of absolute skill and absolute power, everything you do can only delay your death."

Junichiro Sato's face was gloomy, and his katana had been put back into its scabbard.

His legs were running very fast, and his whole body was like a flickering phantom, covering most of the distance in an instant, dodging several bullets and a bomb, and arriving within ten steps of Jiang Ren.

"Draw your sword and kill!"

Junichiro Sato drew his knife.

With a flash of sword light, the whole person had arrived in front of Jiang Ren, and the long sword slashed straight down at Jiang Ren's head.

Accompanied by violent sounds.

Countless smoke like water vapor instantly surrounded the two people on the stage, making it impossible for people outside to see a trace of what was going on inside.

"it's over."

Eric drank the red wine from the glass with a happy face.

"Little brother!"

When Vivian saw this scene, her body collapsed directly on the colorful python, her face turned pale.

His hands were clenched into fists unconsciously, and his nails dug deeply into his flesh. He even cut the skin and shed blood without even realizing it.

Silvia was also at a loss, not knowing whether to comfort or do something.

I originally thought that the young lady didn't care about that brat, but now it seems that her behavior in the past few days was just a pretense of not wanting to be hurt again.
To be continued...