ps, thank you for the big reward on the sixteenth day of the month!

Facing Xia Gui's calm eyes, the six hundred gladiators only felt that their hearts were weak, and a fear that penetrated their souls spread.

Golden vein, the pinnacle of the Cheng Vein Realm, with such terrifying talent and strength, no wonder he has the confidence to defeat a hundred!

"It turns out that you still have the ability to do this...... It's a pity that even if you kill all of us, you will only be able to stop at the third layer at most. A strong gladiator raised his head and said to Xia Gui indignantly.

Xia Gui turned his head slightly, "What do you say?"

"The third layer is all cultivators above the Yongquan Realm, they will kill you!" the gladiator said.

"Thanks for the reminder. Xia Gui nodded and smiled faintly.

Immediately, strange ripples emanated from the center of his eyebrows, like the radar of bats in the dark night, spreading outward in circles.

Soul Wave!

When Xia Gui silently cultivated the Eight Heavens Great Life and Destruction Decisive in the depths of the gladiatorial arena, his soul power had already advanced by leaps and bounds, entering the peak of the late stage of the Formation Realm, and condensing a soul wave that could kill in pieces.

And when this soul wave is combined with the awakened golden veins, it can exert the greatest damage.

The colorless and tasteless soul power like ripples has spread wildly on the field. Everyone only felt cold, as if they were shrouded in a terrible whirlpool, and the temperature around them dropped by several degrees. However, as they looked around in panic for the source of their fear, they saw a dizzying expanse of heaven and earth......

Airplanes!

Violent tinnitus hit, and the gladiators covered their ears in pain. It felt like they had been poisoned, and they were paralyzed, and they didn't even have the strength to stand, and the vitality faded from their faces little by little, showing a dead gray color.

"Ahh

There are also some warriors with strong soul power, who are still standing tenaciously. There was a strange scene in the gladiatorial arena for a while, more than 600 big men were holding their heads, sweating profusely on their foreheads in pain, but they were not hurt in any way.

"Pour!"

Xia Gui's eyes reflected a trace of resoluteness, and the power of the soul wave was suddenly magnified several times, and the strong ripples continued to vibrate, impacting the few upright fighters on the field.

On the huge gladiatorial arena, I saw one figure after another falling weakly and weakly, as spectacular as the dominoes that were all the rage in the Western Regions.

"Oh my God!" The nobles of the Western Regions Fang Kingdom also patted the stone platform and stood up one after another.

They got up to get a more complete line of sight and see how these big men had fallen.

"Oriental witchcraft is really amazing!" The nobles of the Western Regions did not understand that this was the power of the soul, but it was the world-famous oriental witchcraft.

In the three-story community of officials.

Ah Scar and Jiang Wu watched this scene quietly, their faces full of shock.

With Xia Gui's current strength, this first-level gladiatorial competition is just a game.

"The power of this young man's soul has increased a lot. Scar sighed.

Jiang Wu sneered, "Even the soul realm of the Sky Devouring Python can be broken, what is this mere six hundred people? This kid, I'm afraid that the second layer can be swept away!"

"I'm afraid that the third layer can't stop him. Scar said.

"That's not it, a cultivator with a spring realm in the third layer, he is definitely not an opponent. Jiang Wu said.

Scar looked solemn and didn't speak.

If it is a master in the late stage of the Yongquan Realm, let Xia Gui be a genius again, and with the ability of the late stage of the Pulse Realm, it is still an egg touching a stone.

"Poof", the last stubborn gladiator in the gladiatorial arena finally fell.

In the center of the huge gladiatorial square, there is a strange scene. Six hundred men who had lost their combat effectiveness and vitality collapsed to the ground with weakness. You pressed my arm, I pressed your leg, this falling posture is naturally quite unsightly, but they can't care about this, and now they don't even have the strength to get up.

The figure of a young man, quietly standing alone in the middle of the gladiatorial arena, as the victor, looked so lonely.

"Young Master Wu Zong, he actually won......! It's a thousand people!"

On the high platform, Adjutant Gu Xun showed a ghostly expression, looking at the crooked crowd in the gladiatorial arena in disbelief.

Since he entered the village, he has presided over a total of 800 gladiatorial competitions, large and small, and it is the first time he has seen such a scene.

Bang Bang Bang!

Cao Ming led the slaves of the Hundred Beasts Garden and applauded warmly.

Although this small applause was thin, it was very infectious, and the other audience on the field also applauded. Soon, there were bursts of applause in the stands, which grew louder and louder, and finally rang for a full minute before gradually stopping.

Mi Wuzong's face seemed to be shrouded in clouds, and his expression was difficult to see to the extreme. He said coldly, "Who said he won?"

Gu Xun said: "Isn't it?"

With such an obvious difference between victory and defeat, can't the young master of his own family see it?

Mi Wu said loudly and coldly: "This more than 600 gladiators just fell, you tell me which one is dead?"

Gu Xun was stunned for a moment, and then looked at the gladiators in the center of the field, this group of guys were slumping to the ground, moaning loudly and weakly, none of them were missing arms or legs, and they all looked like they were still hanging on their breath and had not yet died.

Xia Gui's soul power was well controlled, and he only took down more than six hundred gladiators, but he didn't take their lives.

"Probably not, but the lower officials are not sure. Gu Xun said.

"But if a man does not die, he cannot be counted victorious. Do you know! As long as you don't die, you may stand up at any time and launch a counterattack! In previous battles, such examples were not uncommon!"

Gu Xun was stunned for a moment, "What Young Master Wu Zong said is true." But...... But...... But today it's different. Today's situation can directly determine the victory and let him move on to the next level. ”

"What's the difference?" asked Mi Wuzong in a cold voice.

"In the past, the counter-attacks were reversed when both sides were seriously injured. In today's situation, the invited gladiator let them all fall without moving a finger, and if anyone stood up and attacked him, he could still let them fall again without moving his fingers. ”

Mi Wu snorted coldly, "What you said makes a fucking sense, then don't delay, when all this waste is killed, I will naturally let him enter the second layer." ”

Mi Wu thought about it, stood on the high platform, and said loudly to Xia Gui under the stage: "Invited gladiator, what are you doing there? Kill them all, I'll let you enter the second layer." ”

As soon as the words fell, the more than six hundred gladiators lying on the ground were pale and groaned in despair with fear.

Killing more than 600 gladiators, just thinking about it, you can feel what a bloody scene it was!

Even if Shicai was hostile to Xia Gui and was attacked by the soul wave, it couldn't make them feel such a deep fear.

This simple sentence of Mi Wu set off a strong smell of blood and a sense of fear.

When it came, the audience fell silent.

Tens of thousands of eyes were focused on Xia Gui's body, waiting for Xia Gui to make a move.

"Ahh

To be honest, Xia Gui doesn't have a virgin heart, and in order to survive, he doesn't mind killing a defeated opponent.

But when his calm gaze swept over the gladiators one by one, his whole body was also shocked.

The big men lay on the ground one by one, most of them with full faces and beards, and they had not shaved for many years. Or maybe it's yellow, and you can rub off mud pills. These rough men who had licked blood on the edge of the knife were now frightened and pale, and they had lost their ruthlessness against the enemy, but like lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

Xia Gui, who was standing alone in the huge square, just raised his head lightly, looked at Mi Wuzong on the high platform, and then asked, "They didn't make a mistake, why did they kill them?" ”

Kill them by making mistakes?

Mi Wuzong was also stunned, and then he had the heart to scold.

Did this kid get into the water in his head? Who did he think he was talking to!

The tone of this kid's voice is like a desperate gladiator, but like a noble master. The subordinates make mistakes and then kill them, this is the privilege that Mi Wuzong has, why does this kid dare to say it confidently.

"Pay attention to your identity, you are a gladiator, you must kill everyone else to enter the second layer, this is the rule!"

"If you don't kill them, you can't enter the second layer?" Xia Gui asked again.

"Nonsense!" said Mi Wu angrily.

"Then I won't kill it. Xia Gui spread his hands.

Mi Wuzong was stunned, thinking that he had misheard, "What?"

Xia Gui smiled and sat down cross-legged slowly, "Here, they don't kill me, and I don't kill them, that's good." ”

Mi Wuzong almost spurted out a mouthful of blood. Look at his slow posture of sitting cross-legged, and that indifferent tone, is there such an unmotivated gladiator!

Sure enough, the domestic servants who came over halfway were just unreliable.

The other audience members who heard this conversation between the two also burst into laughter. Especially the nobles of the Western Regions Fang Kingdom, when they saw such a funny scene for the first time, they immediately laughed all over their faces, and they were all amused by Xia Gui's humorous answer.

"Well said!"

In the civilian area, I don't know who had the audacity to shout.

There were countless examples of gladiators killing each other in order to please the nobles, and the first time a gladiator refused to kill and entered the next level of gladiatorial fighting, it really gave a bad breath to the civilian slaves.

"Whoosh", Mi Wuzong's cold gaze looked over, and the man hurriedly shrunk his neck in fright.

Mi Wuhuan, who was sitting on the side of Mi Wuzong, suddenly laughed, and he said half-jokingly: "Wu Zong, haven't you given enough benefits? This gladiator under your command doesn't seem to listen to commands very much." ”

Hearing these seemingly unintentional words, the ghost marquis and Mi Zhi on the high platform obviously did not look good.

Although this young man is unrivaled in his bravery, he looks like a young hero, but he is challenging the authority of the nobility. If every gladiator ignores the rules like he did, order in the villa would get out of control.

Feeling the gaze from his uncle and father, Mi Wuzong's face became more and more gloomy.