Pirates: Seat of the Void

Bullfighting arena, the second game, all the contestants appeared.

The huge arena was full of people.

Among them, in a corner, Cyrus stood there with a cold face, holding a long sword in his hand, waiting for the start of the game.

Apart from Cyrus, on the other side, Edward Weibull, who was tall and sturdy, slightly plump, and with a small crescent beard also appeared very conspicuous.

At this moment, he was holding a huge beast leg in one hand and chewing on his own weapon in the other.

Obviously looking tyrannical body, but a dull face.

The nose drags a long snot, which looks stupid.

"Dear spectators! Thank you for your unremitting waiting! Next, let us begin, the second big match in the Bullfighting Arena!"

"I declare, the game, now begins!"

"Boom!!!"

With a roar, all the contestants in the entire ring suddenly screamed and started to move their hands towards the others around them.

"Hey! The champion of this game belongs to Lao Tzu!"

"Boy, our fight just now continues!"

"Go to hell, kid!"

The entire arena was caught in a sound of verbal abuse.

All the contestants tried their best to kill each other.

The muscular guys showed their muscles to their heart's content.

In the arena, Cyrus twisted his body flexibly, and kept walking around the edge of the ring. From time to time, he used a sword to beat the attacking players into the pool.

His movements don't have any bells and whistles, some are just the simplest ones.

However, even the simple actions are full of appreciation.

In contrast, Weibull in the center of the ring appeared extremely violent and fierce.

Unlike the honest and foolishness at the beginning, Weibull, who entered the battle, turned into a real beast.

His every blow was full of power, and he easily knocked the attacking players into the air.

The naive knife in his hand made a constant roar, beheading the enemies one by one.

His fierce and violent fighting style shattered the confidence of many contestants.

They ran away from Weibull in horror, trying to escape from him.

"Damn it! Where did this monster come from! It's a foul at all!"

"No, no, I don't want to die here!"

"No, don't come here! Ah!"

Many players who originally thought Weibull was a soft persimmon, all screamed in horror.

It's just that no matter how they regret it, they can't change that they eventually became the ghosts of Weibull.

Under Weibull's brutal and terrifying power, Weibull's location was completely emptied in just a moment.

"Damn it! Cyrus, you bastard, get out of my way!"

In order to escape the arena, many contestants rushed to Cyrus.

Because, where Cyrus stood, it happened to be close to the exit.

"Go away!"

"Go! Kill him!"

Cyrus looked coldly at the contestants who rushed over, holding the long sword horizontally in his hand.

"A group of rats!"

With a cold taunt in a low voice, Cyrus stomped on the ground and rushed out with the sword in his hand.

"Thunder Destruction Sword!"

"boom!"

"what!!!"

With a loud noise, all the contestants who rushed towards Cyrus flew straight upside down.

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, Cyrus kept under his feet, carrying a long sword and rushing towards Weibull.

"Such mercilessness and disrespect for life are simply unworthy to live in this world!"

"what!!"

"boom!"

At the moment Weibull was stunned, Cyrus's long sword slashed at Weibull's head fiercely.

But at that critical moment, Weibull lifted the naive knife and blocked Cyrus's chopping.

"Well, what are you doing? Are you attacking me?"

Weibull looked at Cyrus, who looked at himself gloomily, with a puzzled face.

Cyrus looked at Weibull with a gloomy expression, but was extremely surprised in his heart.

He didn't expect that with a full blow, he would be blocked by the opponent so easily.

"hateful!"

Cyrus was not reconciled, turned his body over, and then drew his long sword abruptly, and stab Weibull quickly.

However, his attack was still easily reached by Weibull.

Cyrus, who did not believe in evil, constantly wielded his long sword, and constantly attacked various places in Weibull.

However, no matter how he attacked, his attack was easily blocked by Weibull.

"Hey! Are you looking down on me!"

Maybe because of boredom, Weibull roared dissatisfiedly, suddenly lifted the naive sword, and swept across Cyrus fiercely.

"boom!!"

With a loud noise, Cyrus was directly chopped by Weibull and flew out.

In mid-air, Cyrus looked at the broken sword in disbelief, shook his trembling fist, and looked at the blood leaking from the tiger's mouth.

"This guy is a complete monster!"

Cyrus thought of it silently.

He quickly turned his body in the air, stabilized his figure, and stomped on the ring.

The half-length sword was thrust into the ring with force to offset the backlash.

After making a long, small incision, Cyrus finally stabilized his figure.

With an ugly look at the pool behind him, Cyrus stood up and looked at Weibull in the distance.

"Why would such a guy come to participate in this competitive competition that only sinners can participate in! And, how could such a guy be caught by the kingdom!"

Cyrus thought in his heart, but he didn't give him too long time to think.

It seemed that the tall and heavy Weibull appeared in front of Cyrus at an extremely fast speed. The naive sword in his hand was raised high, and then he slashed towards Cyrus below.

"hateful!"

"boom!"

Huge waves splashed high, and smoke filled the sky above the ring.

Cyrus, who dodges Weibull's attack dangerously and dangerously, looked at the corner of the ring that was smashed by Weibull himself, with a cold sweat on his forehead.

"The power of this guy is too exaggerated!"

"Unexpectedly, the hard ring is cut open with brute force. Is this what most people do!"

Regardless of Cyrus's thoughts, Weibull, who was caught in the battle mode, had no sense of honesty and idiot.

When he missed a hit, his next slash had already been slashed towards Cyrus on one side.

"Damn it! I can't let you destroy the arena at will!"

Cyrus roared and greeted him with a half-length sword in his hand.

"boom!"

"boom!"

However, there is a completely different gap between ideas and reality after all.

At the moment when he received Weibull's naive sword, Cyrus felt a huge force coming, directly injuring his internal organs.

The blood spurted out of his mouth suddenly, and then the whole person flew upside down again, slamming directly into the pool of water.

Throughout the battle, Weibull began to attack, but within a minute, the myth of undefeated bullfighting arena fell to the altar and became a member of all living beings.

"Roar!!!!"

After flying Cyrus into Weibull near the pool, he let out a loud roar.

His eyes have become scarlet, and endless violent aura burst out from his fat and tall body.