The blood stimulated not only the gladiators of the Dia royal family, but also everyone watching.
Ye Feng watched quietly. Every movement could not avoid Ye Feng's consciousness. His soul power had already reached the peak of the early stage of the Immortal Martial Realm, approaching the middle stage.
He was able to control every move over a distance of several kilometers, and was deeply surprised by the physical strength of this gladiator from the Dia royal family.
The fourth gladiator showed no expression and walked to the field. He chose another way, wrestling, and rushed forward to hug the gladiator of the Dia royal family.
As expected, the situation changed. The two men fell to the ground at the same time, entangled with each other, and their fists hit each other like rain, making a crisp banging sound.
This situation lasted for several breaths, and the scene fell into stillness. The two gladiators suddenly stopped moving, and no one knew what happened.
After waiting for a few breaths, one of them stood up, but the other one remained motionless, seemingly dead.
"Roar!"
The one who stood up was the gladiator from the Dia royal family. His hands were stained with blood, and when he looked at the ground, he saw that the face of the gladiator from the Persian royal family had been distorted, and his face was blown open by a punch.
The people at the scene were so numb that they even forgot to shout and looked at the murderous maniac quietly.
The fifth person…
The sixth person…
…
tenth person
fifteenth person
…
One by one, the twenty gladiators died, leaving only the last three, who were also the strongest gladiators.
The arena was already covered in blood. This gladiator from the Dia royal family killed seventeen people in a row. This simply subverted the Persian royal family and was simply unacceptable. This was a demon, not a human being.
Now everyone is beginning to wonder, can the last three gladiators really turn the tide
The iron fence continued to rise, and the eighteenth gladiator appeared. The oval arena was full of blood. Some were punched through the stomach, some had their heads blown off, and some had their hands and feet twisted off, lying on the ground wailing.
A picture of purgatory on earth!
Hai'er's face was expressionless and seemed to be completely numb. Only the eldest prince Dia was drinking tea leisurely and crossing his legs, very comfortable.
"Uncle Hai, my gladiators are okay. They are no worse than those of the Persian royal family. However, the Persian royal family cannot come up with a gladiator that can compete with our Dia royal family. It is a pity. This is not a competition of the same level at all!"
Prince Dia had a sarcastic tone!
"snort!"
Hai Wuya snorted coldly, stretched out his hand, and a man in golden armor walked out from behind. He was the general who had just entered the cage to talk to the twenty gladiators.
"Is there any way to defeat this gladiator!"
Hai Wuya sent a message to the general.
"It's very difficult to return to the emperor. I think the remaining three people will die in vain!"
The man wearing golden armor showed a look of helplessness on his face. In the blink of an eye, the eighteenth gladiator died.
"Are we really going to marry Hai'er to the Dia royal family?" Hai Wuya showed a vicissitudes of life smile.
"You try your best to find me a few gladiators, and you will never let the Dia royal family win this duel!"
Hai Wuya showed a sinister look and transmitted the message again.
"Your Majesty, we don't have much time left now. It's impossible to find the gladiator anymore, and there's not enough time. There's still one person in the prison. Judging from the way he looks, he's probably going to die!"
The man in golden armor didn't know Ye Feng's identity. Ye Feng was imprisoned here and mistakenly thought that Ye Feng was a gladiator. That's why he said this.
"No matter who it is, pull it out for me. As long as you can defeat the Dia royal family, I will agree to any request. Even if you can't defeat it, you have to delay it."
Hai Wuya didn't consider anything else. As long as there were people, he had to delay time and find a more powerful gladiator.
"My subordinates will do it immediately!"
The armored man left, and after a cup of tea, he returned to the basement.
The nineteenth gladiator was declared dead. Only one of the twenty gladiators of the Persian royal family was left, standing quietly in front of the iron fence. He witnessed all this with his own eyes. A total of nineteen people died in front of him.
"Open the door!"
The armored man came back, opened Ye Feng's cell door directly, and walked in.
"I don't care who you are, you have to fight for me now and defeat your opponent. You will be free and even get a lot of rewards. Don't fight, just kill!"
After saying that, the armored man drew out his sword and pointed it at Ye Feng. If Ye Feng refused, he would probably kill Ye Feng directly.
"Forget the benefits, if I win, as long as I can get my freedom!"
Facing the armored man's long sword, Ye Feng flicked his fingers and said nonchalantly.
"Come out, let me tell you the rules. Gladiators are not allowed to use martial arts, and they are not allowed to kick in the vagina..."
The armored man explained some rules, but it was just a formality. He never thought that Ye Feng could win, he was just trying to make up for it and make time for himself.
This basement was dark and damp. Ye Feng would certainly be happy to change it. As long as he was in the Persian royal family, Hei Luo would have nothing to do with him.
"Let's go, it will be your turn to appear in a moment!"
The armored man didn't waste any time and led Ye Feng towards the entrance.
The further he walked, the deafening shouts could be heard clearly in Ye Feng's ears, and the blood in his body began to boil, especially the five drops of Shura essence and blood, which seemed to have received some kind of summons and began to beat with excitement.
Ye Feng was stunned for a moment, as Shura Essence and Blood seemed to have touched his companion.
After sending Ye Feng to the iron fence, the armored man left. Ye Feng looked at the fierce battle in the field, and the riot of Shura essence and blood in his body became more and more intense.
"So that's it. The body of this gladiator from the Dia Royal Family has been transformed by Shura's essence and blood. That's why the physical body is so powerful!"
Ye Feng said secretly.
The armored man returned to the high platform and communicated gently with Hai Wuya.
After a fierce fight, the last gladiator of the Persian royal family struggled to be seriously injured, and finally injured the gladiator of the Dia royal family, leaving a long gash on his chest with blood flowing freely.
"Roar!"
The gladiators of the Dia royal family were completely enraged and killed nineteen people in a row. The physical exertion was very great. They were panting like cattle and stared at the Persian gladiators not far away in front of them.
He wiped the blood that flowed from his chest and licked it to his mouth. The strong smell of blood came out.
Ye Feng frowned slightly. This gladiator from the Dia royal family was simply not human. He had no emotions. He was just a killing machine that took pleasure in killing people.
While the opponent was breathing, the last gladiator from the Persian royal family took action. His fist was like a strong wind, hitting the head of the gladiator from the Dia royal family.
quick!
It was extremely fast. If this punch hit, the gladiator of the Dia Royal Family would definitely be killed.
Many people stood up, stretched their necks into the arena, and witnessed with their own eyes the gladiators of the Dia royal family being beaten to death.
As long as she is from the Persian country, her heart is in her throat. If she wins, the princess will naturally not have to marry to the Kingdom of Dia.
Hai Wuya clenched his fists tightly. Seeing his fist getting closer and closer, he wished he could personally add fuel to the fire and beat up Dia Gladiator.
The gladiator of the Dia royal family turned a blind eye and watched the fists enlarge in his eyes, without any intention of taking action.
one meter!
Three feet!
Two feet!
One foot!
Getting closer and closer, both sides could even smell each other's violent breathing, and the strong smell of blood emanated from each other's bodies.
Thirty centimeters, twenty centimeters, ten centimeters, only one punch away from the head of the gladiator of the Dia royal family.
Everyone waited quietly to see how this punch would blow the head of the Dia royal gladiator.
"laugh!"
An imperceptible sound appeared, and the gladiator of the Dia royal family raised his right hand, like a tight spell, tightly grasping the fist that was only an inch away from his face.
this moment!
Time seemed to have stood still. No one expected that the Dia Gladiator would fight nineteen people in a row and still have such strength that he could easily grab the right fist of the Persian Royal Gladiator.
"weak!"
Gladiator Dia made a hoarse voice and did not rush to take action. His eyes swept around, everyone closed their mouths, and the entire arena instantly calmed down.
"Crack!"
The Dia gladiator's fist suddenly exerted force and crushed the Persian royal gladiator's fist, making a crisp clicking sound.
"ah!"
The gladiator let out a shrill scream, and his bones were crushed alive.
The scene was completely silent. No one thought it would end like this. In the end, no one could defeat his opponent.
What is even more unacceptable is that the gladiators of the Dia royal family severely abused the Persian gladiators in front of everyone in the Persian country. This is a national shame.
Soon, countless voices of indignation and condemnation appeared, accusing the Dia royal family of being cruel and unjust.
Facing the condemnation from all around, the eldest prince Dia turned a blind eye and enjoyed it very much. He felt comfortable seeing his gladiators killing all the way.
"ah!"
With another scream, the Dia royal family crushed the Persian gladiator's left hand.
"enough!"
Hai Wuya let out a roar.
The eldest prince Dia waved his hand, and the Dia gladiator below saw it. He swiped his right fist and hit the face of the last gladiator, knocking his entire head away.
Before he could even scream, the last gladiator knelt in front of Gladiator Dia.
quiet!
There was silence!
"Uncle Hai, do you Persian royal family still have any gladiators that can take action? If not, today's duel will be considered as the victory of our Dia royal family!"
Prince Dia spoke at this time.
"Don't be too proud. Of course our Persian royal family also has powerful gladiators!"
This time Hai Wuya did not speak, but the golden armored general beside him.
"Oh, I'll wait and see!"
The eldest prince Dia pretended to be humble. He had already found out the details of the Persian royal family, and there were only twenty powerful gladiators.
The iron fence slowly rose, and Ye Feng suddenly felt a dazzling sunlight shining directly into his eyes, which was very uncomfortable.
Anyone who has been locked up in a dark basement for a day and a night will not be able to adapt to the sudden exposure to strong light.
After a brief period of adaptation, Ye Feng walked out of the passage, looked at the pieces of meat everywhere, and shook his head. Just like that, twenty people lay here forever.
"Hahaha!"
Seeing the people who appeared, Prince Dia suddenly laughed.
"Uncle Hai, you're not just pretending to be a gladiator, are you?"
Ye Feng's figure is not exactly burly. He is very well-proportioned and does not have steel-like muscles, but the places that should be bulging are definitely not concave. (To be continued)