...

"Qinan?"

Roger looked around.

An environment like the ancient Colosseum.

Rough architectural style.

The reckless and bloody smell came to my face.

There was also a virtual tsunami sound in my ears.

It seems to make people more immersive.

Roger also saw many blurry figures in the audience!

They waved their arms excitedly.

A pair of eyes fell on the two people in the center of the field as if they were substantial.

Atmosphere.

pressure.

It's all full!

...

Come back to your senses.

Roger stared at Quinan, dressed in the gladiator in front of him.

It's different from other two-dimensional worlds.

Roger found himself able to see Quinan's three-dimensional image from a high-dimensional perspective.

At this time he.

My childishness has not yet been removed.

There are still velvety hair and beard on the lips.

He was wearing simple rattan armor on his upper body.

The lower body is the familiar combat skirt.

Beneath the short skirt is a pair of thighs that are full of explosive power at a glance!

Because the thighs are covered with olive oil.

So it emits a psychedelic shine in the sun.

Roger swallowed—

Not hungry.

But he really felt the pressure from "Gladiator Quinan"!

This is not the pressure of the gods.

But pure...

Fight pressure!

Suddenly.

Roger remembered Misterra's comment on Quinan-

At least in her opinion.

Quinan's combat ability is excellent!

Although I killed Quinan in seconds before.

But that was the latter who deliberately wanted to die.

Can't count.

After Roger returned from the ancient continent, he was still a little unhappy about this.

"I finally got the chance to fight with a god-level person seriously..."

Silently feeling the fierce and fierce fighting spirit like a giant dragon.

Roger's desire to fight was also ignited instantly!

In front of the younger version of Quinan.

He finally found the duke obsession that had been suppressed by reason and calculation for many years-

That is the second-tier junior in every man’s heart!

It is the passion that cannot be changed by time!

...

"Speaking of this, I have fought so many fights and killed so many people in seconds. I am a little tired of this quick battle and quick decision process..."

"I hope this young Quinan won't disappoint me!"

"This time, we will fight head-on. If we don't go to the side, we will be more powerful and hard-working than hard-working!"

Just think of this.

Roger solemnly walked to the simple weapon rack.

A training iron sword was selected from above.

Then he walked towards Quinan with an iron sword in his hand.

When the two walk to a distance between two grids.

Then they raised the iron swords in their hands one after another.

Touch and rub against each other-

The "fencing" etiquette is completed.

Next.

It's time for the formal duel!

And the moment I put away the iron sword.

Roger's body jumped back quickly.

At this moment, the weapon in his hand also cut into "gambler's roulette"!

In an instant.

Eight elves flew up quickly.

They throw fireballs, ice rings, blood spears or photoelectrics at extremely high attack speed...

"I'll try his quality with remote..."

When this thought emerges in Roger's mind.

He saw Quinan, who was 12 grids away from him, raised the training iron sword in his hand.

"He wants to use his sword energy?"

Roger thought vigilantly.

He was just about to operate the character.

But at that moment.

His vision edge turned into a red frame!

...

"Warning: 'Gladiator Quinan' is using the God of War Sword..."

...

"You were killed by Quinan..."

...

"Defeated!!!!!!"

...

"I'll play nm!"

When the screen of defeat fell into Roger's vision like a watermark.

He couldn't hold back any more...

This is the first time he has died in the Dead Silent Forest.

And it's inexplicable!
To be continued...