Chapter 112: The Battle of the Liquidators: Draven, the much-anticipated one
Time is like colored sand in an hourglass, slowly sinking, and there is no way to turn back.
The life in the Knox Scalia Arena seemed to bring Huo Jixing back to the peaceful days when he first came to Valoran.
A person stays quietly in the arena, no one cares, no one cares.
He is also happy with this. He practices hard every day and enjoys the pleasure of increasing strength.
In terms of time allocation, he usually spends his free time in the morning practicing his skills.
Although the cell space is far less than that of Cui Fali's training ground, it is still more than enough for wielding a knife and walking around.
After lunch, afternoon time.
He began to mutually verify his own skills with the Fire of Nanli, and continued to move forward along the path of extraordinary skills.
Evening is the time for [introspection of one's own body].
He understood the Sinking Star Chart and meditated deeply while improving his compatibility with the Fire of Nanli.
Time passes quietly like this.
On the other hand, the Noxian soldiers in charge of the prison often come over.
I gradually became familiar with Huo Jixing.
In addition to the reason of Draven's orders, after seeing Huo Jixing's superb skills, the Noxian soldiers would ask for advice on some technical doubts.
Huo Jixing didn't hide his secrets and answered questions carefully every time.
After all, the arena is someone else’s responsibility. It is only natural that you should give something while being taken care of.
Although there are many skills, it cannot be said that one can master them all.
But since he had almost set foot in the realm of a grandmaster, he still had a clear vision. By analogy, he quickly gained the support of the Noxian soldiers.
The originally very leisurely time has become increasingly leisurely.
At noon.
In the dark prison, the dim firelight flickered, and the cold winter wind soaked the air.
"Sir, the liquor you requested has been delivered."
The Noxian soldier on duty quickly opened the cell chain and took the dinner plate in his hand. Come in.
Two carefully cooked meats, a prepared vegetable soup, a plate of solid white bread, and a small pot of strong wine.
Huo Jixing opened his eyes and gently lifted the long knives on his knees.
"Is it so early?" Huo Jixing said with a smile.
"Maybe there are activities in the evening, and the work this morning is not very busy." The young Noxian soldier scratched the back of his head and said with a silly smile.
Immediately afterwards, he hurriedly put down the plate in his hand, walked up to Huo Jixing, and asked for advice on the technical difficulties he had encountered recently.
The master leads you in, and practice is personal.
In the military camp, after the initial systematic training, the Noxian soldiers could only rely on their own efforts to improve their skills.
This is not the peaceful society of the previous life. All knowledge and information can be found online, and you can search for answers if you have any questions.
As citizens, Noxian soldiers can only discuss among themselves when they encounter doubts, and most of the time they take detours.
Because in the Noxus Empire, the price of knowledge far exceeds food, and not ordinary people can afford it.
Just like the favor Huo Jixing owed to the Gregorys.
The price of extraordinary knowledge is far beyond what ordinary knowledge can match.
So the Noxian soldiers in the prison cherished this unexpected opportunity.
Huo Jixing looked at the Noxian soldier wielding his sword in front of him, and thought of the child he had seen at the Trifali training ground, who looked very much like him.
After the cup of tea.
The Noxian soldier solved many technical doubts in his heart, saluted, and walked away. The dinner plate would be taken away in the evening.
Huo Jixing began to enjoy a sumptuous lunch while thinking about the actions of the Noxian soldiers just now.
During this period, he wanted to work hard, break through the obstacles, and step into the realm of a master.
But when he really delved into the technique, he found that it was really difficult.
Even though he always deliberately studied the Suzaku Star Chart and carefully observed the changes in the Liusu Star.
There is still little improvement in skills.
He then decided not to practice his skills in the morning, but to meditate more deeply.
After all the lunch.
Huo Jixing's eyes fell on the small pot of strong wine.
The pot body made of steel is somewhat small and has some patterns on the edge.
Being able to drink freely in the Knox Scalia Arena, I have to mention that Draven really takes good care of himself.
Otherwise, even if he asked, the Noxian soldiers would not comply.
As for the prisoners in other cells, let alone maintaining a rich meal throughout the day, it is very good to have meat to eat, not to mention a small pot of strong liquor in front of them.
Gurgling! Gurgling!
Drinking into his throat, Huo Jixing's complexion quickly turned red, and the red-golden light filled his pupils.
He immediately looked at the starry sky and looked at the endless starry sky.
In the haziness, the extremely luxurious Suzaku reflected the sky, its red wings stretched out, covering the sky and the earth.
The red golden beak taps the boundless starry sky, as if the calm lake surface is rippled, and countless lights of inspiration emerge instantly.
Huo Jixing was addicted to this, letting the ripples rise up and cover his whole body.
When he woke up again, the strong wine in the pot had been drained. Looking at the red star map from a distance, the magnificent brilliance surrounding the Liusu Star seems to be a bit dim, and a straight path of flames can be seen.
Boom!
Hear the deafening sound ringing in your ears.
Huo Jixing looked puzzled. He stood up and walked to the cell, putting his ear against the iron door.
Hearing the noise in the silent prison, it was like boiling hot water.
Crunch! Crunch!
In each passage, there was a sharp and piercing sound of the door, and then uniform steps echoed in the passage, like the tide lapping against the rocks.
A row of Noxian soldiers wearing sharp armor walked in front of the cell in an orderly manner, opened the iron lock, and the sharp blades at their waists were slightly unsheathed, flashing with cold light.
Hearing the sound, Huo Jixing couldn't hide his curiosity and patted the cell in front of him.
After a moment, a Noxian soldier came over, quickly opened the chain, and a roaring noise rushed into his ears.
"What's wrong? It seems very lively!" Huo Jixing looked at the Noxian soldier in front of him, who was the young guy he met at noon.
"There will be a gladiatorial performance tonight!" the Noxian soldier said excitedly, with a fanatical look on his face.
Huo Jixing suddenly felt in his heart, remembering the memory information from his previous life.
Over the past hundreds of years, performances in the gladiatorial arena have always been an important traditional symbol of Noxus -
They punished criminals and resolved disputes between nobles!
“Can I go and have a look?”
Ordinary life always needs a little spice to bring some changes.
"This" the young Noxian soldier looked hesitant, then he thought of the relationship between Huo Jixing and Lord Draven, and nodded solemnly.
"I need to ask Lord Draven for instructions."
"Okay, I'll trouble you." Huo Jixing nodded lightly to express his understanding.
The young Noxian soldier also left the door open and ran away to meet the centurion in charge of prison affairs.
It takes about a cup of tea.
The panting young Noxian soldier came back, his face a little red: "Lord Draven agreed, you can watch this show."
Dark gray On the walls, dim firelight illuminated the dark passage.
Following behind the young Noxian soldier, Huo Jixing saw in the prison passage, mentally tired prisoners walking slowly one after another, staggering one after another, maintaining an orderly queue.
An orderly pace, no one resisted.
In this prison, the prisoners have already suffered what they deserve, and they must learn to change for the sake of their own lives.
Especially when I first entered the prison, in the dark prison, the screams of the prisoners being dragged away one by one never stopped, which made people feel numb.
Inside the intricate passages.
Except for the sound of footsteps, the atmosphere was quiet and all the prisoners remained silent.
As the road got closer and closer, noisy sounds slowly came into the passage.
Before the prisoners could react, the Noxian soldiers drew the blades from their waists and quickly separated the selected prisoners and entered the passage that had been arranged.
Huo Jixing looked at the departing prisoners. Under the guidance of the young Noxian soldier, he walked to a heavy iron fence and could see the audience stand full of people outside.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
In an instant.
The noise from the audience stage swept over like a violent storm, making people feel extremely shocked and stunned.
Looking from a distance, the enthusiastic spectators made cheers, conversations, curses and other sounds intertwined together, forming a unique scenery in the arena.
"Draven's gladiatorial performance?"
Seeing the shocking scene in front of him, Huo Jixing thought of the information about Draven in his past life memory, and the liquidation in the arena. Introduction to people.
They fought each other in the arena, using blood as a bet to test their strength.
Huo Jixing thought for a while, looked at the young Noxian soldier beside him, and asked, "Will Lord Draven take action?"
After thinking for a while, the young Noxian soldier said: "If there is no good performance opportunity, Lord Draven will usually not end up."
Huo Jixing understood it well, which is very consistent with Draven. character.
Adoration, prestige, and a stage that attracts thousands of people's attention are what Draven has always pursued.
Otherwise, he would not have left Darius's army voluntarily.
“Hello, fellow gladiatorial fans, are you ready for the hottest and most exciting night?”
The voice of the arena announcer resounded through the sky through the special design of the Knox Scalia Arena, instantly igniting the sizzling atmosphere.
“Now, let us welcome, the glorious executioner——”
“Lord Draven, come on the stage!”
As the arena announcer’s voice sounded, the fiery sound Orange-red flames shot up on the high platform, burning brightly.
At the same time, Draven appeared wearing emerald-colored armor.
He was like a star that attracted much attention, enjoying the shouts of the audience while swinging two flying axes half as tall as a man.
“Wow oh oh!”
The moment they saw Delevingne, tens of thousands of people in the audience shouted wildly.
In the recent gladiatorial performances, Draven's execution has become the biggest highlight.
Especially his target is the high-ranking nobles, causing crazy pursuit.
It was Draven who turned a routine routine into a gorgeous performance, attracting more and more audiences, and allowing the once lonely liquidator to return to the bloody stage.
(End of this chapter)