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Chapter 504: Instant Kill vs Instant Kill
"Dear distinguished guests! Welcome to the Emile Colosseum!
The first duel today was between the well-known elder of Lower Kurt, Sheikh Jalma and his watchers, and Mr. Rich Baldwin, the special envoy of Mosesad, and his Holy Eagle! "

On the high platform on the north side, a bald man in his thirties was raising his right hand and passionately introducing the competition. Like Herama, this Lower Kurt nobleman was a fan of beast fighting. Today, after a quick dinner, he volunteered to host the beast fight.

The "Sheikh Jalmai" he mentioned. Jalmai is the surname of the old man in the stands, and Sheikh is his title, which means patriarch in the local language of Kurt.

The old man stood up and waved the short staff in his hand to greet people. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that the short staff was the means by which he controlled his clan.

In the cage in the corner of the ring lay a huge, pitch-black leech with countless sharp teeth in its porous mouth, a polygonal metal shackle around its neck, and a foul odor emanating from its body.

"It's not good..."

Millie Tang knew how powerful the guards were, so she muttered softly. She did not sit in the first-floor contestant seats with Liu Yonglu, but mixed in the noble stands of Mosesad. This was the division of labor that the two had agreed on in advance, in order to ensure the safety of the audience.

As Sheikh Jalma waved his fist, cheers broke out from the stands. It seemed that just as the host said, this old man and his family were quite popular in Lower Kurt.

When Liu Yonglu was introduced, he stood up proudly, held the running chicken above his head, and turned around on the spot.

"Wow!"

Kurt and the audience on the stage couldn't hold back and laughed. Moses Sader was simply playing with his own reputation. What kind of fighting power could such a small chicken have? It was boring, too boring. Even if it was swallowed by the guard in one mouthful, there was nothing to see.

A small number of young people who were unaware of Liu Yonglu's identity even whistled and made a noise, but Liu Yonglu didn't care and made a gesture of wiping his neck.

The contestant seats in the Emil Colosseum are all on the same side, and the masters of the clans can chat with each other. Of course, most of the time they just talk trash to each other.

Sheikh Jalma was concerned about Liu Yonglu's status. Even though he looked down on the chicken runners, he still stroked his beard and said indifferently:
"Special Envoy Ricky, once the host has introduced the two contestants, the competition can begin. Are you reluctant to part with your one-legged chicken?

But even if I am reluctant, I cannot guarantee that it will survive to the end. After all, I am not a mystic scholar and can only rely on the things given by the animal trainer to drive the family. "

"Uncle, let me ask you something. If a fight really breaks out later, do I have to sit on the chair? Can I stand further away?"

Liu Yonglu's answer was irrelevant to the question, and Sheikh Jalma was also confused. The old man scratched his chin and asked in confusion:
"Well, there are no restrictions for the master of the clan. You can sit if you want to sit, and stand if you want to stand. And don't worry, there are forbidden spells in the Colosseum that won't hurt you."

The old man thought Liu Yonglu was afraid of his guards.

"Oh, that's all right, that's all right."

After receiving a satisfactory answer, Liu Yonglu turned the chicken around and gave two final instructions:

"Later...be careful when you bite, don't be too rough. I said stop, stop immediately, do you hear me?"

Zou Ji acted like a king who looked down upon the world. He was quite disdainful of Liu Yonglu's instructions. After a long while, he reluctantly nodded.

The two of them were playing tricks here, which made the old man next to them angry. He thought, "You two are still pretending? You haven't even started the competition yet, but you already know that you will win? You don't take me seriously at all!"

However... the old man still took the words "be careful with your peck" to heart. It seems that the other party's family's ability lies in the sharp beak of the bird head. The old man carefully looked at the running chicken. The beak is indeed sharp enough, but even if such a small bird wants to peck at my family, it won't be able to cause any substantial damage...

Liu Yonglu threw his hands forward and threw the chicken into the field.

After the chicken entered the arena, it didn't even look back. It jumped on one leg and ran to the diagonal line of the guard. When it ran like this, the audience in the stands laughed even more, but the chicken remained indifferent. It still held its head high and its chest puffed out, with disdain and arrogance in its eyes!
"Dear fellow countrymen! Brothers and sisters!

Today is my first visit to your precious place! We make friends through martial arts, it is fair and just! I hope those who have money will support me, and those who don’t have money will support me! Thank you all in advance!
To show off your skills, it all depends on your posture. Without posture, it is not a show. Just talking without practicing is fake. Just practicing without talking is stupid..."

Mili Tang covered her face and couldn't bear to watch. What kind of person is playing with what kind of bird! Walking chicken said while strolling, that expression and action were exactly the same as Liu Yonglu!
But it's useless to just speak Mandarin. She doesn't even know what Zou Ji is capable of. The only thing she has left is her mouth. But today she is going to fight other clansmen, so it's useless to just speak Mandarin!

Kou Gang sat next to Millie Tang. If everyone asked who was the most nervous... it would definitely be Kou Gang. He really believed in Liu Yonglu. He did not hesitate in the first game and he did it all. If he lost the chicken game, he would really jump off the arena.

Kou Gang grabbed the armrests of the chair and exerted force on his body, wishing he could go up and fight!
The other Kurts were also confused by Zou Ji's two voices. They had watched beast fights for so many years, but had never seen a family member speak human language!
It’s not that the clansmen have no intelligence. Many of them have very high IQs, far exceeding those of humans, but this is the first time I’ve seen one that can speak human language.

"The Watcher."

Sheikh Jalma was stunned for a few seconds, then made a gesture to the servant on the sidelines. The servant twisted the chain in his hand, and the door of the iron cage slowly opened. The leech monster in the cage bulged its body, gathering strength and rushing towards the chicken!
"Whether I practiced well or not, please forgive me!!!"

Seeing the opponent rushing towards him, Zou Ji lost all his masterly demeanor and began to circle around the edge of the field desperately, shouting out the "killer move" that he and Liu Yonglu had discussed in advance while running!
"I know the truth!"

After he shouted, the audience, including Sheikh Jalma, did not react to what he meant, but then the chicken continued to shout at the top of his voice:

"Sheikh Jalma! You old bastard! Why did the wife you picked for your son end up being your concubine?
Forget me to remind you! Aisha Kashina! Don't think that everyone doesn't know. When you, an old man, went to the Kashina family to make an engagement, you went back that night and wrote a poem for the girl. Let me read it to you!
Ah Aisha! You are like the kalan flower blooming in the desert!

When I see you, I am intoxicated by your smile! The youthful energy is injected into my body again!

Ah! Without you, I would..."

"Wow!" The whole place was in uproar! All the audience stopped watching the beast fight and started gossiping about Sheikh Jalma!

Everyone has heard about this man secretly taking a concubine last year, but I didn't expect the inside story to be so shocking! How could a person steal his son's wife?

Sheikh Jalma's son happened to be accompanying his father to attend the wedding today. The young man stood up from his chair, holding the handle of the scimitar in his hand and glaring at his father.

Sheikh Jalma was petrified on the spot. After a long while, he slowly turned his head to look at the Rich Envoy.

You talk like a human but don't do human things! You eat human food but don't do human shit! I'm talking about you! You are immoral! You lack great virtue!
Liu Yonglu had already retreated to the outermost part of the first floor of the stands. Seeing the old man looking at him, Liu Yonglu raised his chin and poked his head towards the Colosseum, meaning, do you want to continue listening?
"This old peach-hair guy found an opportunity and climbed up to the girl's tower. The girl was not happy about it at first, but this old coffin-like guy is already half buried in the ground, and who knows when he will suddenly die in bed.

But this old man is shameless! He even threatened..."

"I abstain!"

We can't let Shengying continue talking. His mouth is powerful! It can kill people! Now the words coming out of his mouth are still about family conflicts and work style issues. But if he pours out the words he threatened the girl, the two families will have to go to war tomorrow!
The old man angrily raised the wooden stick in his hand, and the metal collar on the neck of the guard who rushed to the chicken burst into a dazzling red light!
"Bang!" The forbidden spell contained in it directly blew up the clan!
The only person left in the center of the field was the chicken runner. This guy was as shameless as Liu Yonglu, with no guilt at all. He jumped to the center of the field and tried to sell his pies:

"Good words cannot persuade a damned ghost! You are dead, not to blame others, but to blame yourself for not having a good master and not learning from him deeply!

This is also a warning. I would like to advise those incompetent people to be less arrogant and less rampant in front of me, otherwise they will end up the same!
Wow!

The entire audience was stunned. From the information just revealed by the runner, to his opponent's self-exposure, and finally to his shameless words, Kurt sat on the chair as if he was stuck with glue.

Until two people stood up and led the applause, the applause was so warm that it was beyond words.

One is Kogan, and the other is a donkey disguised as Ferhat!
The other audience members finally reacted after the applause rang out. Whether out of politeness or out of fear of Ricky Baldwin's identity, they still had to applaud, but... what was this?

The servants off the field also began to act at Balkan's reminder. On the one hand, they collected and cleaned up the remains of the family members in the arena, and on the other hand, they found a stretcher to carry Sheikh Jalma out. The old man was so angry that he rolled his eyes and lost consciousness in the chair.

Liu Yonglu was arrogant and waved to the audience frequently. This was his winning strategy!

Didn’t he ask the people from the Beast Brotherhood to help him collect the secrets of the Lower Kurt nobles before? Today, he used all of them and didn’t waste them at all!
After the first match, the audience felt uninterested in the following matches. Who was still in the mood to watch a serious beast fight? They were all looking forward to the chicken walking on stage as soon as possible.

An hour later, Liu Yonglu came again with the running chicken!
This time his opponent was a strong man in his forties. The man was actually a little nervous, but he just surrendered without even fighting... It was really embarrassing.

He still held on to a fluke mentality, thinking that Richie might have just happened to know the gossip about Sheikh Jalma's family by chance. There were so many nobles in Kurt, how could he be so mean and know about them all!
"Brother, friendship comes first, competition comes second."

Before the game, Liu Yonglu shook hands with the strong man very gracefully.

"Special Envoy Rich, please give me your guidance. Your family is indeed extraordinary."

"Hey, I won by chance. If we really talk about beast fighting, you Kurts are the best. I also benefited a lot from it."

The sturdy man nodded. Well, it should be the same as he thought. This round should be a normal competition. Otherwise... this Ricky is really a piece of shit.

"Brother, I have one more question."

"Special Envoy Rich, please speak."

"Like old man Jalma Sheikh, you also have the means to control your followers to self-destruct, right?"

"Oh, we have all of these... Wait, why are you asking this!?"

It was too late for the strong man to say this. The moment his family came out of the cage, the chickens began to run all over the field again, attacking with all their strength:

“I know the truth!
Bearded Ibrahim, right? You must have no idea how your family got that new ranch!

You’ve been holding it in for quite some time in Sancha Oasis. When you first negotiated with the Karim family, they refused, so you used despicable means to secretly…”

"boom!"

The bearded burly man's family had not even run ten steps when he detonated them. He couldn't let the Holy Eagle continue talking, or his entire family would be hanged!
"Brother, thanks!"

Liu Yonglu clasped his hands and clasped his fists from a distance of more than ten meters. If the strong man had not been concerned about his status as a special envoy, he would have drawn his knife on the spot!

"Your Excellency, do you want to stop the beast fight..."

Balkan leaned over and whispered in Prince Herama's ear, "The Holy Eagle is too powerful, and Special Envoy Rich is too powerful. Who can withstand them? If they continue to talk like this, nobles like Kurt will be killed tomorrow."

"Hiss...look again, look again."

It's not that Helama didn't want to pause, but there was no reason. Pausing at this time would prevent the Mosesaders from seeing the joke, and it would make us Kurts look guilty! There is not a single good person!
He was now looking forward to running into Ricky later.

"I know the truth!"

"I abstain!"

"I know the truth!"

"I surrender!"

The subsequent matches gradually lost their suspense. Whenever the nobles encountered Liu Yonglu, they would admit defeat without waiting for Zou Ji to open his mouth, for fear that Zou Ji would expose the secret to them.

Let’s put aside the issue of winning or losing when we attend the wedding today, at least we have to save our face.

Several missionaries from the Holy Virgin sect sat in the stands without saying a word. Each of them took out a small notebook and wrote and drew on it.

[Saint Baraan, the patron saint of both virtue and art, has a holy eagle that can distinguish between loyalty and treachery, good and evil, and can detect all filth and dirt. The saint's compassionate will is unimpeded...]

And tonight's beast fighting show is destined to be turbulent, because in addition to the walking chicken, there is actually a king on the scene, that is, Prince Herama's family member Konggui.

Just like Chicken Run, this clan wins the game with just one move, and all of them are instant kills.

It's just that Zou Ji is just talking, while others rely on hard power. The blood of the clan members who were hit by him seemed to be sucked out, leaving only a shriveled skin.

Before we knew it, it was already late at night and the finals were finally about to begin. The two kings who could defeat everything in seconds would meet in the Emir Colosseum.

This leads to the exciting chapter of the next article, where the old friend Kong Gui reveals his true form in search of revenge, and the three heroes of Zou Ji become sworn brothers - fighting against Lu Bu!

(End of this chapter)