Chapter 1673: Chapter 544: When the False Meets the Real, the Real Also Becomes False (Part 1)

Witherspoon City, a bustling Colosseum packed with people.

Colorful banners like clouds in the sky, decorating the most luxurious chapter on earth; the shouts like mountain roars and sea waves, inspiring the soul of every warrior.

Only three days until the finals, “Star of Heigar” has not repeated any martial techniques for seven consecutive days!

“Green Party Wind Chasing Sword Technique”! “Goliath Soaring Eagle Claw Technique”! “Youg Curve Arrow”! “Rolling Thunder Sword Technique”!

“Ground Treading Spring Leg”! “Flying Eaves Walking Walls Technique”! “Cross Arm Throw”! “Sweating Blood Bow Technique”!

“Fierce Tiger Hard Climb Mountain Double-Handed Flag Spear”! “Double Shield Model Cannon Hammer”! “Saint Kailu Boxing”! “Parib Leap Tail Arrow”!

It’s unbelievable!

If the “Star of Heigar” can use the extraordinary techniques of the Musketeers and Harpys, it’s somewhat understandable, because those two races’ martial techniques have only been lost for a thousand years, and it’s possible that some Beamon remnants have scattered in the deep mountains and forests of the human world from back then.

But the Parib race Bee People have been extinct for over ten thousand years, how could anyone learn their archery?

The Leap Tail Arrow is not particularly profound, but who can, without wings, leap seven or eight feet high into the air, draw the bow behind their back, and use such an incredibly concealed ambush arrow?

Every spectator is guessing, guessing whether this “Star of Heigar” will repeat any of these techniques in the knockout round! But every spectator is also filled with anticipation, hoping the “Star of Heigar” will continue to put on this mad spectacle!

As for victory or defeat, every spectator seems to have accepted as truth that the “Star of Heigar” will definitely win the Gladiator Gold Crown. Now, what the audience most wants to know is which Beamon warrior can last two moves against the “Star of Heigar” without resorting to tricks!

Countless Beamon warriors have come specially to observe this martial artist who seems to have stepped out of mythology, and even many generals from various places have arrived in Witherspoon, just to catch a glimpse of this all-around martial genius!

Today, Witherspoon is graced by the highest authority of the temple, the Pope Brut’s presence!

It is rumored that both the Pope and His Majesty the King are eager to enlist the Star of Heigar into the ranks of the temple knights and the personal guards, and the generals from various provinces share this fervor for recruiting talents, but unfortunately, the Star of Heigar ultimately chose the Summer Palace of Florence. None of the Beamon found this surprising, though, because it’s only the warriors chosen by the Summer Palace Guard who are the true Beamon champions, able to enjoy the best armament. If they went anywhere else, they might not even get the rejected armor of Florence.

Today, the Star of Heigar faces a formidable Pier Race Bearer and a fierce Wolf.

Both of these Beamon nobles, having caused deaths due to their pugnacious natures, are saved by their hereditary noble titles but cannot be excused from the punishment they deserve. Gladiator is their best refuge, and the annual Gold Crown Competition is their only stepping stone to regain freedom!

A one-against-two scenario in the Colosseum of the Gold Crown Gladiatorial Competition is unprecedented in the kingdom. The reason for this is, first, the Star of Heigar requested it, and secondly, the members of the Gladiator Competition committee unanimously agreed that one opponent would be an insult to the Star of Heigar!

Amidst the earth-shaking cheers of encouragement, the two Beamon gladiators surrounded the Star of Heigar from left and right, their gazes sinisterly bloodthirsty.

Pier and Wolf are both powerful combat races of Beamon, and the men of these two races are naturally military households, subjected to extremely rigorous martial training from a young age. These two Beamon gladiators are no exception. In fact, their lawbreaking was precisely because they relied too much on their martial prowess.

The blood-licking career of a gladiator has rapidly refined their killing techniques. Their thirst for freedom drives them to ruthlessly tear apart every obstacle standing in their way.

The burly and tall Pier gladiator wielded a wolf-tooth war hammer, its hammerhead covered with blue phosphorescent barbed iron spikes, and the thick hammer handle was as thick as an albatross egg. The end of the handle even had a spearhead, which was as much an attacking weapon as the natural strength of the Bearers always favored these intimidating heavy weapons, making their enemies shiver in fear.

The agile Wolf gladiator chose a set of Metherse Throwing Net and a bright curved saber. This throwing net was woven from iron wire, studded with sharp caltrops, and the saber was obviously a Mulan style, this Uzi steel blade could cut hair in the wind, and conventional weapons were sliced in two with a single blow. Ever since the conquest of Kalimantan City, this weapon had quickly gained popularity throughout the Bimon Kingdom, especially among the Wolves.

The Star of Heigar, with long black hair streaming down, had a hint of a cynical smile on his heroic face. He faced the two powerful gladiators barehanded, his gaze sharp as a newly sharpened short sword, ready to cut.

This warrior is quite unique. Since the start of the battle, every time he chooses a weapon, he borrows it spontaneously from the audience. Initially, he needed to discuss it with others, but later on, as soon as he spoke, countless weapons would rain down like stars from the audience, akin to a goddess scattering flowers. For the warlike Beamon, there was no greater honor than gifting a blade to an unparalleled hero.

However, the Star of Heigar today did not choose to borrow a weapon from any spectator. Instead, he fought against two Beamon gladiators with nothing but his bare hands. The seasoned gladiators did not show disdain as a typical fighter would for their opponent’s arrogance. They immediately charged forward, seizing the opportunity to deal with this troublesome adversary.

The Wolf gladiator’s net-casting was akin to an experienced fisherman. The iron net soared in the sky like a large bird, fully unfurled, forming a canopy of iron, enveloping the Star of Heigar’s head. The Pier gladiator, already prepared, swung his war hammer, aiming for the Star of Heigar’s body, almost synchronously arriving with another shining Mulan scimitar!

The Pier gladiator let out a gigantic roar, as bears like to roar during battles, but his roar quickly turned into a shriek of agony. The Star of Heigar slapped his palm onto the hammer’s handle, twisting it instantaneously with immense strength, and the remaining force landed on the Pier gladiator’s furry, muscular chest!

The Giant Tablet Breaker! This is Pier’s ultimate skill!

In the audience were warriors of the Pier race, whose exclamations informed everyone of this truth!

This is the furious palm of the bear race capable of smashing giant trees. But today, the Star of Heigar used the “Giant Tablet Breaker” like stamping a seal, turning the gigantic Pier gladiator along with his war hammer into a kite!

Defeated in one move!

The audience erupted in a fevered howl. Such a moment is always the most exhilarating, especially for the sparse human traders in the stands! On the Aegean Continent, there are no warriors stronger than the Orc warriors. Whenever they witnessed these colossal fighters battling in blood, the thrill of the moment surpassed everything in the world!

The scimitar of the Wolf gladiator missed. At the moment he slapped the Pier warrior away, the Star of Heigar grabbed the descending Metherse throwing net in mid-air, swiftly swinging it toward the opponent’s saber. The soft iron threads and iron caltrops snaked around the hilt of the scimitar like snakes. With just a light flick of the hand, the gleaming scimitar was yanked away from its owner by the net, flying a long distance and embedding itself into a stone pillar. Splinters scattered as the tail of the blade vibrated endlessly like a vulture’s tail.

Another single move!

Without the scimitar, is the Wolf still the Wolf?

Excited howls resounded throughout the Colosseum; everyone saw it!

The face of the Star of Heigar was now covered with strange black scales, resembling a human-shaped beast. Every Beamon knew what combat skill this was. If he could remain unharmed by the sharp iron caltrops of the Metherse throwing net, what other ultimate skill could there be?

The canine teeth of the Wolf gladiator clicked loudly. He knew the opponent could have easily hurled the saber stuck in the pillar into his chest, but gladiators never recognize such dull combat methods. If mercy is shown in the gladiator arena, no gladiator will walk out alive!

Without the scimitar, the Wolf still has fangs and hand-to-hand combat skills. The word “give up” doesn’t exist in the gladiator’s vocabulary!

Suddenly, it seemed as though the world lost its colors. The scorching Emperor Polo was obscured by countless enormous shadows.

Death-like shadows loomed over the entire Colosseum, every pair of pupils dilated wide in their sockets at this moment, gazing blankly at the sky.

A frenzied sandstorm filled the air. In the central Colosseum, the high-flag pole swayed incessantly. With terrifying flying giant beasts slowly descending, the fierce wind gradually dissipated into nothingness.

A line of imposing, tall, and strong figures leaped down from the beasts like iron towers. The thorny metallic armor glittered with heavy and restrained light; each piece of armor with metallic wings retracted its wings, the blinding golden gleam seemed capable of burning one’s eyes.

Under the indifferent and cold scrutiny of these eyes, the entire Colosseum fell silent, where a pin could be heard.

Only one person’s army in the kingdom has such might—this is the invincible Summer Palace guard of the House of Florentine, swept in from the fiercest and coldest snowy winds of the southern wilderness!

Liu Zhentian adjusted the rim of his bearskin crown, tidied up the central silver emblem of his warrior family portrait, and helped Helen and Moer down from the back saddle of the Phantom Beast. Countless eyes stared straight at him. The sudden change in appearance of the Shaman of Divine Songs made all Beamon gasp. The recent bloodbath in Witherspoon left an indelible impression on all Beamons, and the sudden transformation left everyone a bit at a loss.

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