sinovels Chapter 930 To be continued tomorrow
Chapter 930 To be continued tomorrow
Lin Qiye looked at the blood, his eyebrows twitching slightly.
This was the first time he had truly used ruthless methods since arriving in the Origin Universe.
This was also the first time I had realized something so clearly.
This is not the original universe, and physical injuries can be quickly healed.
But not here.
The laws of the primordial universe are too heavy, and the primordial energy is too dense.
The outsider's power was suppressed, and the speed at which his physical body recovered was also suppressed to an extremely low level.
If this shot had been fired in the original universe, Racon's wound might have healed instantly.
But now, the wound remains open, flesh and blood are torn open, and golden-red divine blood continues to flow out.
It will take time to recover.
It requires source energy, medicine, and even special methods.
Lin Qiye's heart sank slightly.
The world is more dangerous than he had anticipated.
Here, you can't just try and fail as freely as you would in the original universe.
Even the slightest injury can become a fatal flaw if one is careless.
Lacon finally realized what was happening, and a look of horror appeared on his face.
"My lord...my lord, spare my life!"
"Sir, I just accidentally did it! I really just accidentally did it!"
Lin Qiye gripped the gun barrel, his tone calm.
"A slip-up?"
He moved forward half an inch.
Lakong was in so much pain that his whole body convulsed, and a suppressed scream escaped his throat.
"ah--!"
Lin Qiye looked at him, his voice turning colder.
"Then tell me, why did you intend to kill me from the very beginning?"
Lacon's expression changed drastically.
He opened his mouth, his eyes flickering.
"What do you mean, sir? I don't understand!"
"Have mercy, sir! I was just too nervous. That was really an accident!"
Lin Qiye remained expressionless.
"Your axe just now didn't land on my shoulder, nor on my ribs, but on my throat."
"In the previous seventeen times, you were testing my defenses every single time."
"The first probe was to my left rib, the second to my knee, and the third to my wrist."
"What do you take me for?"
"To act like a fool?"
La Kong's forehead was covered in cold sweat.
His clothes were stained with golden-red divine blood, and his face grew paler and paler.
"No...no...sir, I..."
Lin Qiye coldly interrupted him.
"If you don't tell the truth, I'll shoot you again."
Even if I don't kill you, I can still break one of your arms.
"At that point, it will be difficult to arrange your upcoming gladiatorial matches."
"People die in the training area and nobody cares."
"No one cares how the living die."
Lakong's body trembled violently.
He finally realized that this new senior deacon was not the kind of novice who had just arrived at the arena and knew nothing.
The other party can understand it.
They really dared to do it.
Lakong gritted his teeth and finally broke down.
"I'll talk! I'll talk!"
He was breathing heavily, his voice broken and intermittent due to the pain.
"It was someone from Lei Sha's side who contacted me!"
Lin Qiye's eyes turned slightly cold.
"Thunder Fiend?"
Lakong nodded quickly.
"It's Lord Lei Sha's subordinate, Moro!"
"Moro found me and said that you're new to the arena and don't know the rules, so he asked me to find an opportunity to make you suffer during training."
"Ideally, one arm should be severed and one leg should be disabled."
"If I can seriously injure you, Lord Lei Sha will remember me, and things will be much easier for me in the arena in the future."
Lin Qiye's lips twitched slightly.
There was no smile on his face.
It's just cold.
"You guys have thought of everything quite thoroughly."
La Kong was trembling all over.
"My lord, spare my life! I was forced into this! I'm just a lowly gladiator; I dare not disobey Lord Lei Sha's orders!"
Lin Qiye did not speak immediately.
The area around the arena fell silent.
Other gladiators in the distance also noticed the commotion, but none of them dared to approach.
It's perfectly normal for senior deacons to deal with lower-ranking gladiators in the arena.
Especially the training area.
If you die, you die.
Looking into Lin Qiye's cold eyes, the last glimmer of hope in Lacon's heart vanished completely.
He lowered his head, his voice hoarse.
"My lord, I know I was wrong."
"I'm willing to be your dog."
"Whoever you tell me to bite, I'll bite."
"If you spare my life, I will do whatever you say from now on."
Lin Qiye glanced at him.
A moment later, he slowly drew his spear.
"puff!"
Another splash of golden-red blood erupted.
Lakong slid off the stone pillar and crashed heavily into the dark red sand. Blood continued to gush from the piercing wound in his chest, and the pain made it difficult for him to breathe.
Lin Qiye, holding a gun, looked down at him.
"Come here at the same time tomorrow."
His voice was calm.
His calm demeanor, devoid of any murderous intent, sent chills down Lacon's spine.
"Don't try anything funny."
"Otherwise, you will bear the consequences."
After saying that, Lin Qiye casually waved his hand.
wow-
One hundred gladiator coins landed in front of Lacon; some rolled to his face, while others hit his chest with a crisp sound.
Lacon stared blankly at the gladiator coins.
Then she looked at Lin Qiye's black boots.
His blood stained the boots, dripping down into the dark red sand and quickly swallowed up.
He felt a sudden darkness before his eyes and almost fainted.
Give him money?
What does this mean?
Training fee?
Or is it humiliation?
I don't know about the hole.
Lin Qiye didn't look at him again, picked up his spear, and turned to leave.
Around the arena, the gladiators who had originally come to watch the spectacle had long since dispersed, not daring to even breathe loudly.
Lakong lay on the sand, his chest aching and numb, his mind a jumble of thoughts.
He dared not move.
Only after Lin Qiye's figure completely disappeared at the end of the passage did he seem to finally regain some strength, and with trembling hands, he reached out and gathered the hundred gladiator coins together.
Each gladiator coin felt like a red-hot iron, making his heart pound with fear.
"Tomorrow...at the same time..."
Lacon repeated it to himself, his face deathly pale.
He suddenly realized that he seemed to have no choice.
If he doesn't go, Lin Qiye will come looking for him.
If I go, and they try something again, I'll still die.
But if I continue to be Lin Qiye's sparring partner...
He's already been beaten so badly today that he can't even catch a single bullet. What about tomorrow?
What about the day after tomorrow?
Lakong gritted his teeth, and blood welled up in his chest again.
Having been in this arena for so many years, he knows one thing best.
Even the most talented newcomer needs time to adapt to the laws of the original universe.
But Lin Qiye is different.
That guy was clearly new here, but he seemed to have figured out a certain fighting rhythm in a very short time.
His gun wasn't fast, but it always managed to strike the weakest point in the flow of vital energy.
He didn't unleash his full power, but every move he made carried a strange sense of oppression, as if he had already seen through all of his opponent's next moves.
This is no ordinary newcomer.
This is a monster.
Lakong clutched his chest and struggled to his feet from the fighting platform.
He could no longer accompany Lin Qiye during training.
If we continue, even if he doesn't die, he'll be beaten to a pulp.
But what about Lei Sha...?
As Lacon thought about this, a chill ran down his spine again.