ryethenovel Chapter 931 The Choice of Boring Holes
Chapter 931 The Choice of Boring Holes
Lei Sha is a veteran high-ranking steward who has been entrenched in the arena for millions of years, with connections spanning every region. From training area management and event scheduling to drug dealer channels, and even the betting of certain nobles in the stands, Lei Sha's influence can be seen.
No matter how strong Lin Qiye is, he's only a newcomer.
Lei Sha has been rooted here for far too long.
A rising star.
An elderly man who has already taken control of the resources.
Lakong made his choice with almost no hesitation.
He would rather offend Lin Qiye than betray Lei Sha.
At least for now, the Thunder Fiend seems more terrifying.
……
That night.
Racon was dragged into the arena's treatment area.
The therapist gave him a bottle of dark red liquid and used a red-hot iron needle to seal several blood vessels around the wound, which barely stopped the bleeding.
"You're lucky to be alive."
The therapist said coldly.
"If you deviate by even half an inch, your heart meridian will break."
Lakong lay on the cold stone bed, his face ashen.
He nodded with difficulty, too weak to even speak.
After the therapist left, he was left alone in the stone chamber.
The dim oil lamp flickered in the corner, casting a long shadow over him.
Lakong turned his head to the side and looked at the hundred gladiator coins placed beside the bed.
The gladiator coins were stained red with his blood, their surfaces covered with dark red scabs.
As he looked at it, he suddenly smiled.
His laughter was hoarse, tinged with despair.
"Same time tomorrow..."
He repeated it in a low voice.
"Don't try anything funny..."
Pull the hole and close your eyes.
He knew he had to go see Moro.
Moro was the most capable person under Lei Sha, specializing in handling people that Lei Sha couldn't personally deal with.
In the training area, many of the gladiators were arranged by Moro.
Lacon had previously worked for Morrow a few times.
He used to think that Moro was hard to meet.
Now he realizes that even if it's difficult to see someone, he has to see them.
If I don't see him, he might not live to see tomorrow.
……
The next morning.
Lacon did not go to the training area.
He dragged his still-recovering body around the arena area, through a narrow side corridor, and arrived at a secluded stone gate on the west side of the arena.
A dark red axe mark was carved on the stone gate.
That was Morrow's residence.
Two guards stood at the entrance.
As soon as Lacon approached, one of the guards sneered.
"Hey, isn't this a pull hole?"
"What's this? You didn't get rid of that new deacon yesterday, so you've come to see Lord Moro today?"
Lacon's face stiffened.
He gritted his teeth, took out twenty gladiator coins from his pocket, and handed them over.
"Please inform them that I have news about Lord Lei Sha."
The two guards exchanged a glance.
Twenty gladiatorial coins is not a small amount.
But Lord Moro is not someone anyone can see just because they want to.
One of the guards took the gladiatorial coins, weighed them in his hand, and a mocking expression appeared on his face.
"News about Lord Lei Sha? You?"
Lakong lowered his head and said, "It's about Lin Qiye."
Upon hearing the name, the sneers on the two guards' faces softened somewhat.
The news about what happened in the training area yesterday has already spread.
The newly arrived senior deacon pierced the hole with a single shot.
This matter is neither big nor small.
The guard hesitated for a moment, then said, "Wait."
After saying that, he turned and went through the stone gate.
Lacon stood at the doorway, the cold wind blowing on his chest wound causing him to break out in a cold sweat.
He waited a long time.
Finally, a lazy voice came from inside the stone gate.
"Let him in."
Lakong felt relieved and quickly bent down to go inside.
Behind the stone gate was a dimly lit stone chamber.
In the center of the stone chamber stood a dark wooden table, on which were several dominoes and a glass of dark red wine.
Moro sat behind the table.
He was tall and thin, wearing a dark gray robe, and always had a half-smile on his face, but his eyes were as cold as a venomous snake.
As soon as Lakong entered the room, his knees buckled and he knelt down.
"Lord Moro! Save me!"
Moro picked up his glass and took a small sip.
"Save you?"
His tone was playful.
"Didn't I tell you yesterday to find a way to make that newbie suffer a bit?"
"What, you ate yourself?"
Lakong pressed his forehead against the cold ground, afraid to look up.
"Your subordinate is incompetent; please punish me, Lord Moro!"
Snapped!
Moro slammed his wine glass heavily onto the table.
"waste!"
His voice suddenly turned cold.
"You messed up the task Lord Lei Sha assigned you?"
Lakong shuddered.
"It's not that I don't want to do it, it's just that Lin Qiye... he's too strange!"
Moro narrowed his eyes.
"explain."
Lacon swallowed hard, enduring the sharp pain in his chest, and recounted in detail what had happened in the training area the day before.
From the moment he pretended to go all out, to the moment Lin Qiye knocked his weapon away with a single spear thrust.
From his secret probing of Lin Qiye's blind spots in defense, to Lin Qiye seeing through his source energy circulation time and time again.
Finally, he pulled out a hidden dagger, intending to assassinate Lin Qiye, but Lin Qiye pinned him to a stone pillar with a spear.
"He pierced his subordinate's left chest with a single shot."
The sound of pulling the hole trembled.
"In that instant, I didn't even see how his gun came out."
Moro's gaze gradually darkened.
Lacon continued, "What's most terrifying is that he doesn't overpower his subordinates with speed."
"He saw through the flow of Origin Qi within his subordinate's body."
"Every time his subordinate makes a move, the moment his source energy stirs, he knows where the next move will land."
"His spear tip always manages to strike the weakest point of the source energy."
"In his presence, I feel like... like I'm riddled with weaknesses."
The stone chamber fell silent.
Moro didn't speak, he just stared at Lacon.
Lakong gritted his teeth and said, "He told his men to continue training today, and said... don't try anything funny, or you'll face the consequences."
At this point, Lacon raised his head, his face deathly pale.
"Lord Moro, it's not that I'm afraid of death."
"I'm afraid of dying a meaningless death."
"If Lord Lei Sha still wants to deal with that Lin Qiye, he can no longer send ordinary gladiators to test the waters."
"He wasn't being beaten."
"He's using us as practice!"
Moro raised an eyebrow.
"Is this really that strange?"
Lacon whispered, "When I fought him yesterday, I could feel his body constantly changing."
"With each collision, with each instance of being suppressed by the source energy, his physical body adapts to the laws of this place more quickly."
"In the latter half, even though my subordinate's axe blade was already three zhang in front of him, his aura became even more stable."
"This doesn't seem like someone who just arrived in the Origin Universe."
Moro fell silent.
Lakong knelt on the ground, his heart pounding with anxiety.
"Lord Moro..."
Moro looked up at him.
"So you want me to plead with Lord Lei Sha for you?"
Pull the hole and knock it down heavily.
"Your subordinate is willing to do anything for Lord Lei Sha!"
"I beg you, sir, to spare my life!"
Moro was silent for a moment, then suddenly laughed.
"You're quite clever."
"Knowing they can't survive, they come looking for a powerful backer."
La Kong's forehead was covered in cold sweat.
"I just don't want to die in vain."
Moro stood up, walked up to Lacon, and looked down at him.
"Um……"
"You offended Lin Qiye yesterday."
"If you don't go to training today, he'll come looking for you."
Do you think you have any way out?