: Fourth year story 060, Diyu wins and loses

In the Black Dragon Lounge
Man Gu was satisfied with the atmosphere he created. Check it out, the people in the audience looked at the "idiot" in the ring. I'm afraid, nine of the ten people now think that there is really something wrong with this fool's servant's brain~~~ Well, yes, it just so happens that he thinks so too.
"Heh, his name is Idiot? This person is really an idiot."
A black dragon warrior took the tea brought by the maid and drank it happily.
"Don't say that, it's just a name. It just happens that this person's IQ can't recognize the name as a shame. We should not discriminate against him."
Man Gu smiled and took the serrated knife that the servant handed over. At this time, the maid also brought a glass of water to Mangu's side, bent down, and respectfully held it up. Man Gu casually took the water glass from the plate and handed it to his mouth...
At this moment, Inselton in the Bucks Lounge looked at the medicine bottle in his hand and smiled...
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Snapped.
The water cup was put down.
The clear liquid inside did not take a passive sip. The wild bones who put down the water glass looked at the maid, with a meaningful smile on his lips. With this look, the maid lowered her head harder, not daring to put her face in the eyes of the strong man.
"Water... I'll drink it when I come back."
Set up the serrated golden knife, Man Gu sneered and walked out of the lounge with his head up.

The noise and shouts filled the world.
The sky at noon was filled with dark clouds and drizzle, and it seemed to be too heavy to breathe.
On the ring, the young man who stood here early kept his head down and remained silent. In the sky above his head, the occasional flashes of thunder and lightning seemed to be afraid of something, and he dared not let go.
This is a battle between the strong and the weak.
This is a head-on showdown.
No sneak attack, no assassination. In this unobstructed arena, he must face an enemy of the same level as that genius—Delao Goodsey!
However, he also had a chance of winning, because the man who arrogantly stepped onto the ring with a serrated golden knife in front of him had already drunk the laxative. His strength has been greatly reduced. So, as long as he goes all out, he should be able to survive.
Yes, survive...
For sewer rats, fighting has never been "friendship" at all.
This statement is too extravagant and too unfounded. For him, the only purpose of the battle is to kill the opponent, so as to be able to grab some money, some food from the opponent's hand...
Yes. To fight, you must go all out.
Even if he was killed, he would not believe that the man in front of him would really show mercy to his men. Even if he really promised to save his life, how about he cut off one of his hands and legs?
Live...
The purpose of the mouse is to live..................

Boom!
A white gap opened in the sky, but soon, it was filled with endless darkness.
The black rain became thicker, and they were like sharp needles piercing the wet ring.
Amidst all the cheers, Mangu carried a serrated golden knife, arrogantly stood ten steps before the idiot, and saluted everyone.
He smiled, turned around, and bowed.
The falling rain seemed to be his foil. When the wind was blown, the fine rain drifted with the wind, forming a circle around him.
Very beautiful...
really beautiful.
But... is that an illusion?
Why are there some black crystals in the soft rain?
And why did the black sky, which was still trying its best to scream, fell into complete silence now?
(Suck……………………)
(call……………………)
"Okay! Are you two ready? So now I announce that the warm-up match officially begins!"
(Suck……………………)
(call……………………)
Man Gu turned his head and looked at the idiot with contemptuous eyes. For him, the mental retardation in front of him has been used up, and now only the people who chop off one of his hands or legs are left to frighten the stags.
So he smiled. Take a relaxed step and take a step...smile.
"Come on, I just said that we are going to present the most exciting battle. Come on, let's fight! Today is the day when you are famous in the world, I hope you will show mercy to my men by then! Hahahahahaha Haha!!!"
Amidst the trembling cheers in the audience, Mangu smiled wildly. With a smile. Laughing!
then……
A blood arrow burst from his chest.
With a smile on his face, he was in the silence of the rain that flew into the air and merged with the rain, backward...
"thump………………"
collapsed.
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The sound of cheering continued.
Even when the blood that strew the sky fell, the shouts on the field continued.
The people in the audience shook the banner of the Black Dragon Empire, and continued to shout the name of Barbarians. They cheered over and over again, over and over again, until the body that sprayed the blood column fell heavily on the ring, they also cheered over and over again, over and over again...
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But soon, people were quiet.
Noisy, left this crowded arena.
Noisy, seems to have been forgotten here.
The whole stand was silent...everyone closed their mouths and watched what was happening in the middle of the field. Ordinary spectators, black dragon soldiers, princess Garcia, ten stags, diplomatic clerk...everyone forgot that time is still passing at this moment, forgotten the ethereal and constant drizzle from the dark sky...
why……?
Why has no one reacted to this scene?
Everyone just looked at Mangu, watching him twitch in the ring, and then bleeding from the corner of his mouth. Then, his head tilted to one side, the pupils of both eyes were all enlarged, and the whole person was calm.
But even after seeing all this, no one shouted and rushed for rescue. They just opened their mouths and looked at... after this person's chest no longer bleeds, they still just looked... at...
One minute……
Two minutes...
five minutes……
ten minutes……
Ten minutes later--
As if finally thinking of something, the medical staff on the side rushed to the stage. The two medical staff who rushed up from behind the idiot were even more anxious. They pulled the idiot's clothes and pushed them aside, yelling, "Go away! Go away!"
The idiot took a step to the side and let the medical staff pass. And he walked slowly towards the ring...
"died……"
After touching the pulse of Momangu, the medical staff surrounding him finally made this definition clear. Their faces twitched, and the lightning that flashed from time to time in the sky made their faces pale. After confirming that Savage Bone had died, these doctors immediately began to examine the wound on his chest. Soon, they determined the cause of death
The heart was pierced by some kind of long and sharp instrument at one time, and died of blood loss!
But after drawing this seemingly perfect inference, an impossible fact was placed in front of these doctors.
How can this be?
Just now everyone looked at the wild bones on the field, but he just died immediately without receiving any attack! is it possible?
This is absolutely impossible! ! !
"Hold on!"
Finally, a doctor stood up and pointed at the idiot who was about to leave the ring. With a loud shout from him, the knights around him who were in charge of maintaining order immediately drew their swords and surrounded him.
The idiot turned around and looked at the doctor quietly. At this moment, the doctor saw a pair of eyes that he had never seen in his life... Those eyes were hollow, empty, and absent. It seems that there is no focus at all, just like a walking dead. The doctor who saw these eyes couldn't help but swallowed his saliva, looked away from the idiot's eyes, and began to scan his body up and down.
No……
Except for the iron ropes worn on the servant's hands and feet, nothing resembling a sword was seen. Does that mean...
It's impossible for him to kill Mangu?
No one believes what a humble servant can do. In fact, nobody saw what he did just now. He just stood there. Watching Man Gu suddenly spurted blood in his chest and fell down. After observing for a while, the doctor finally gave up and turned his head, and together with a few other colleagues, he carried the corpse of Barbone for anatomy, and then the cause of his death was gone.
The Cavaliers retreated, and the idiot finally got off the ring. Little Bread ran over and took the idiot's left hand. This little girl's face was full of worried expressions. Now that she took the idiot's hand again, she clung to her tightly, as if she would never want to separate again in a short time.