NCCnovel Chapter 281 Xinghe is dead
Chapter 281 Xinghe is dead
They had long lost their usual so-called polite demeanor. At this moment, all the violent factors in their bodies had been aroused by the bloody fight in the ring.
They were like a group of fighting bulls stimulated by a red cloth, staring hysterically with bloodshot eyes at the ring in the center.
There, a life-and-death struggle was taking place. Every punch and kick contained deadly force, and every collision seemed to tear the air apart.
The cheers and screams of the upper class intertwined to form a crazy symphony.
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In the middle of the magnificent venue, there is a huge field, which is as large as two standard football fields.
The ground of this site is covered with dark yellow sand, which appears extremely solid and rough after being compacted countless times by construction machinery.
Surrounding it, eight towering towers rise from the ground. The huge lighting devices installed on the top of the towers are like bright stars, illuminating the entire venue with brilliant lights.
Even though it is a sunny morning, the lights are still dazzling, as if to drown time in this endless light.
The huge venue was cleverly divided into nine arenas by transparent composite materials. Each arena was an independent battlefield where a thrilling fight was taking place.
The fighting here is incomparable to ordinary boxing matches.
There are no referee's whistles, no coach's calls, and no feints for show.
These were true life-and-death duels, with the unarmed prisoners launching the most brutal and savage attacks using only their bandaged fists, legs in ordinary shoes, and even their foreheads and teeth.
In every match, only one person can leave alive, and the body of the other person will become the most visible decoration on the stage.
At this time, the transparent wall was covered with bloodstains, some bright red like flames, some dark red like twilight, recording the cruelty and tragedy of every fight.
Some of these bloodstains were like flying swords, left by prisoners whose noses or mouths were broken by a punch.
Others were smeared in large patches, marks left by the hands of prisoners trapped in a corner struggling desperately.
The blood merged with the arena and became a unique landscape here, telling of endless brutality and sorrow.
In the current arena, life-and-death battles are still taking place in four places.
Amid the dust and wailing, the eight prisoners rushed forward like wild beasts, attacking each other with all their might.
Every punch and every kick they throw seems to pour out all the power of life.
On a ring in the corner, a prisoner's arms and legs had been brutally broken by his opponent. He could only use his only remaining movable leg to struggle to hide in the corner, wailing in despair.
However, this wailing did not win the opponent's mercy, but instead aroused more cruelty and madness towards the opponent.
Another prisoner stepped forward and hit his opponent's temple with his strongest knee and elbow, then dragged his opponent to the center of the ring and watched him die wailing amid the crazy cheers of the so-called "superior people" around him.
This process lacks sympathy, mercy, and any of the good qualities that a human being should have.
Here, only the most primitive animal nature is raging and roaring.
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Suddenly, Talcoco's hands, as if bearing a thousand-pound weight, tightly supported the thick bulletproof glass in front of him.
Her eyes were empty and dull, penetrating the limitations of space and fixed on a stage.
There, a familiar figure lay quietly and motionless in a heartbreakingly distorted posture.
At the head of the figure, a piece of land was stained with blood, so red that it seemed like the cruelest mockery of nature.
The footprints on the prison jumpsuit are mottled, recording the final struggle and despair.
Those hands, once full of vitality, were now only weakly covering the soft belly, as if speaking of their last dignity.
It’s “Qin Xinghe”!
At this moment, Talkoko's eyes seemed to have lost all focus, and the whole world became blurry and distant in her eyes.
There was a constant buzzing sound in my ears. It was the sound of a broken heart and the melody of despair.
In her eyes, the curled up figure suddenly became extremely huge, spinning like a huge black hole, swallowing her up.
And she, like a tiny reptile, was powerless to struggle.
All I could do was watch helplessly as the scarlet color on the ground appeared. It was the final mark of life.
Tears, like pearls that have broken off the string, fall one by one, silently telling of the sorrow in my heart.
Princess Anne, who was usually graceful and composed, also noticed Talcoco's sadness.
She followed Talkoko's gaze and immediately caught sight of the lifeless Qin Xinghe.
The man who was once her best friend's lover was now like an abandoned rag, cruelly thrown in the corner of the ring.
Princess Anne felt as if all her strength had been drained away at once, and she slowly collapsed onto the soft plush carpet.
She looked at Talkoko, then at the corpse on the ring in the distance, her heart filled with helplessness and confusion.
She didn't know how to comfort or heal this deep pain.
In this inhumane world, the two of them could only stare blankly and let their tears fall, but they were unable to change this hellish scene.
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The life-and-death struggle in the ring continues, like a never-ending nightmare.
Another prisoner fell under the opponent's desperate attack.
This obviously thin prisoner had completely lost the ability to resist.
Under the repeated punches and kicks from his opponent, he couldn't even utter the words to beg for mercy.
The last thing he saw before he lost consciousness was his powerful opponent smashing his head repeatedly against the transparent dividing wall.
The force was so great that the entire wall panel vibrated with a deafening sound.
Along with the sound of bangs, the upper-class people watching the battle around burst into huge cheers again.
They kept shouting cruel words like "kill him" and "tear him apart", as if this brutal fight was the greatest pleasure in their lives.
And the strong prisoner seemed to enjoy the glory and pleasure of this moment.
He lifted his defenseless opponent up, spun him around, and viciously slammed him once more into the transparent partition.
With a loud snap, the prisoner's neck formed a strange angle with his body, and his spine was obviously broken.
Another flame of life was completely extinguished at this moment.
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When the life of the last prisoner was extinguished in the dust of the ring, the entire space seemed to be swept by a wave of fanaticism, and cheers exploded like thunder, echoing in every corner.
The host's voice was interspersed at the right time, like a DJ controlling the rhythm, announcing that the competition was about to enter the next more intense stage.
As his words fell, the transparent walls seemed to be pulled by an invisible force and slowly shrank deep into the ground.
At this moment, the nine arenas instantly turned into four, and the prisoners who were originally separated were now like wild beasts imprisoned in the same cage, with bloodthirsty light flashing in their eyes, and they rushed towards each other.
At this moment, they forgot about tactics, strategies and moves, and there was only one thought in their minds - to use up their last bit of strength to kill the opponent in front of them.
Fists, knees, and even teeth have become the most deadly weapons in their hands.
On this battlefield, hesitation means death, and the corpses lying on the ground are the cruelest warning.
After a bloody and brutal fight, four more people became corpses, and the competition ruthlessly advanced to the third stage.
Once again, the transparent walls quietly disappeared into the ground, the four arenas merged into two, and the four prisoners who had just emerged from the bloody battle faced new challenges.
They had gone through two life-and-death battles and were now at the end of their strength, but the removal of the transparent partition allowed them to catch a glimpse of the new opponent with whom they were about to fight to the death.
However, they did not rush forward without hesitation as they did before to start a new round of fighting.
On the contrary, they were like cautious, seriously injured lone wolves, staring at each other with vigilant eyes, but their steps did not move at all.
Yes, they are recovering.