On the viewing stage, Luo You did not look at the blood-broken bones below, nor did he look at the hot-fighting gladiators. It seemed that what happened there was nothing to do with him, or... he had already known the ending, just like watching the same movie many times, he knew what was going to happen next by just listening to the sound.

At the same time, Luo You held an exquisite and small teacup in his hand, circling around his flexible fingertips, like playing with a coin.

Grand Duke Ottery next to him was distracted by Luo You's actions. The grand Duke was a little horrified. He wanted to tell Luo You to be careful. This was a teacup used by King Louis XIV of the Sun. It was a priceless treasure. However, he felt that this kind of words had a heavy nouveau riche temperament and did not conform to his noble identity. He could only hide it silently in his heart. He hoped that Luo You's fingers were more flexible than he imagined and would not throw the cup while playing.

After a while, Grand Duke Ottery turned slightly and asked, "Colonel Luoyou, is this execution uninterested? Maybe you want it to end as soon as possible so that I can arrange for more intense showdowns between gladiators?"

Elena, including Mike and other important officials of the Grand Duke's Mansion, actually wanted to see the scene where Mo Gu was tortured to death. The longer the torture, the better. However, Grand Duke Ottery had said before that all activities today were specially prepared to accept Luo You. This is his home court. He had to let him see anything, so they were all waiting for Luo You's following.

However, Luo You didn't have any following here. He didn't answer Grand Duke Ultrali's question at all. He still played with the teacup in his hand, squinted his eyes at the gadget on his fingertips, and chuckled: " Grand Duke Ultrali, do you like to read imperial literature and history?"

Grand Duke Oterry adjusted his sitting posture and made his back feel a little more comfortable, and said indifferently: "I don't look at it very much. As far as I know, Brigadier General Novena and Commander-in-Chief Agronso liked the literature and history of the empire very much."

"Then let me tell you an interesting story. The name of this story is 'Shalling Cup'." Luo You continued to play with the teacup on his fingertips, and popped it from time to time, throwing it into the sky and catch it. He even circled his white fingertips, and said in a relaxed tone, "The earliest prototype should be in the Qin and Han Dynasties. Xiang Yu, the king of Western Chu, set up a banquet in Hongmen and invited Emperor Gaozu of Han, Liu Bang, to come to the door. Fan Zeng raised a jade ring to show him three times, indicating that Xiang Yu would kill someone. Then, but Liu Bang took the plane and fled."

Several federal nobles looked at each other. Although this story is well-known in imperial culture, to the Gentiles, if it weren't for Novena's enthusiasts who read history books, they would probably sound confused.

Someone was about to ask a question, but Luo You didn't give him a chance, so he continued to say: "Then the next is the three kingdoms in the late Eastern Han Dynasty. In the Romance of the Eastern Wu forces liked the ambushing swords and axe driver on both sides, using the cup as the number of the cup, and the cup fell out and chopped the target into meat paste."

"Simply put, the cup is a signal of murder. If the cup falls, people will die." Luo You closed his fingers and pinched the teacup he was playing with. He smiled deeply under the confused gaze of the federal nobles. "It sounds cool, right? But in fact, in history, whenever a monarch wants to 'smake the cup as a sign', the target can always get out of it. The practice of smake the cup as a sign has not been successful in one go. These four words have become cliché jokes."

Under the increasingly cold eyes, Luo You's eyes moved slightly, swept across the face of each federal nobleman, and finally fell on the face of Grand Duke Oterry who realized something. His lips raised a strange arc and showed a fatal smile: "I don't believe in evil, I don't believe in throwing a cup as a number, and I won't succeed in this practice. You might as well verify it with me, how?"

Under the shocked gaze of the federal nobles, Luo You raised his hand casually. The teacup used by King Louis XIV of the Sun drew a arc in the air, accelerated evenly under gravity, and fell to the yellow sandy land in the arena, and then it was "clang" and fell into pieces.

"For freedom!!!!" The federal nobles had not yet reacted, and some people were even worried about how much this antique teacup could cost, but the off-field was in an instant. The gladiators who were originally chopping around the ink bones spread out their formation at lightning speed. Headed by Arimana, all the gladiators stood with swords and shields, and burst into unyielding roars at the nobles in the stands.

Immediately afterwards, Alimana drove down the sword blade in her hand, and accurately cut off the nodes of Mo Gu's shackles with the champion's technique of hard work. She removed the shackles on her body in one breath, then threw the sword into the air, rolled forward, and went up with the shield.

There was no drill beforehand, but everything was natural. Mo Gu's eyes were restored to the same coldness as before. The wounds all over his body seemed to have been calculated, and no fatal wounds were affected at all. She rushed forward and stepped on the shield raised by Arimana. With the force of Arimana's arm, she rushed into the air and caught the sword in the air...

The next moment, the leaping ink bones were like a bird soaring with wings. With the help of Arimana, with the roar of the sword blade tearing the air, his delicate body jumped up four or five meters, breaking through the height of the battle stand, and storming at the federal nobles.

At this moment, time seemed to have solidified. Under the biological current stimulation caused by tight nerves, the scenery in the sight of each federal nobleman was slowing down. The sense of time was stretched into thin lines, so slow that even the trajectory of the fluttering of the ink bones' hair could be seen clearly.

Mo Gu held the sword blade, and the direction of the flying was the shocked Grand Duke of Ultrali in the middle. She pointed the sword blade at Grand Duke of Ultrali's head and stabbed it violently!

Alena, who was standing beside her, was still in shock with a change of change. Before she could react, she suddenly felt that her arm was caught by Grand Duke Oterry, and her petite body was dragged over and blocked in the middle.

When Elena opened her eyes again, she saw the sword blade that was close to her, and she opened her mouth in fear to scream. However, before she could make a sound, the sword blade penetrated directly from her mouth, penetrated her throat, and penetrated from the back of her neck, killing the woman with the most hideous way of death.

"Guard!!! Guard!!!" Because of his niece as a shield, which offset most of the force of the blade, Grand Duke Ottery himself was not hurt much. The noble Grand Duke of the Federation showed rare horror, and he shrank backwards in disobedience, even his chair was squeezed down, and he fell to the ground and crawled backwards.

Mo Gu failed to hit the blow and cut unwillingly. Black eyes moved to the Grand Duke Guard who reacted from the shock. These elite federal soldiers were a great threat and were at the first priority and must be killed first!
Chapter completed!