"It's a joke that a dignified Sask warrior lost to a group of slaves. Damn, I don't know how our patriarch fought!"

The planned gladiatorial competition was cancelled. At this moment, the most angry is naturally the owner of the gladiatorial arena.

He had planned to make a fortune today.

So after coming back, the owner of the gladiatorial arena, who was in a very bad mood, couldn't help but scold and talk about it.

By the way, this was also heard by the black sword in the cage.

"The orc army has lost to the humans!"

Black Sword's heart was terrified.

Because Black Sword was not born an orc slave, his father was the captain of the guard of a small city-state, and his mother was the daughter of a small merchant in the city-state.

Later, the orcs of the Fireblade tribe captured their city. Little Black Sword, who lost his loved ones in the war, became a slave of the orcs. And later, he was trained by the owner of this gladiatorial arena and became a gladiator in the gladiatorial arena.

So Black Sword knows how terrifying the orc army is, even if it was a childhood encounter, and many memories have been blurred. But the power and horror of the orc warriors were still deeply ingrained in his mind.

"But this time the orc army has failed. And it seems that the loss is still very bad, otherwise the original planned gladiatorial fight would not have been stopped. Thinking like this in his heart, Black Sword couldn't help but smile.

Although he was raised by orcs, he only has an unforgettable hatred for the orcs. It is rare that there is no domestication of the orc's leather whip, and there is such a problem as "Stockholm syndrome".

This is also an important reason why Liang Tian chose him.

However, at this moment, the black sword did not know that he was the chosen one. Now, he's just happy that "the orcs are unlucky, and he doesn't have to go to the gladiatorial arena today."

But the gladiatorial arena is also going to be played sooner or later, and this cannot be escaped no matter what. Today's gladiatorial fighting has stopped, but there are still three days to go. After all, the gladiatorial arena of the orcs is open every three days.

So three days later, regardless of Black Sword's reluctance, he ascended to the arena with the other human gladiators.

The other human gladiators fought one-on-one, and the black sword, which was used as the bottom of the box, now faced all the opponents was a lion.

"A weak slave race, facing a male lion, that's what I want to see. Before the gladiatorial fight began, an orc audience member waved excitedly to his companion next to him, "Brother, look." I bet you it won't be a minute before that weak slave species will be torn to shreds by Simba, the Lion King. ”

"No, I don't think so. The companion on the side shook his head, "I think it only takes thirty seconds!"

"Uh, hahaha!!"

The two orcs burst out laughing heartily together.

This show at the bottom of the box said that it was a gladiatorial fight, but in the eyes of the vast majority of people, including the owner of the gladiatorial arena. It's just a bloody show to solicit customers.

"That slave I know very well, and not that strong guy. Look, it only takes a minute for Simba, the lion king, to tear that slave to shreds. An orc with a fat head, big ears, big waist and round waist patted his big belly with both hands, and said the same.

He was the master of the gladiatorial arena and a famous slave trader. is a ruthless character who is called "Roshan" by other orcs because of his fatness.

Therefore, after he said that, the others around him just smiled and agreed.

But now, these orcs are talking, and they can't help but bring the topic to the failure of the Eastern Crusade.

"Did you hear that?"

"What?"

"This time the Eastern Crusade failed, but it annoyed our great patriarch. In revenge, the Grand Patriarch informed Jiandun and the other great tribes of the news that there was a large slave kingdom in the east.

It is said that the major tribes are now discussing the formation of a coalition to wipe out the slave kingdom in the east. ”

"Hah, coalition forces. That's too much to look at the slave species. ”

"Not really, but either way, the slave kingdom is clearly doomed. After that, this orc with a sharp beak monkey cheeks and a villainous face couldn't help but flatter Roshan in front of him: "Lord Roshan, if that's the case, you can take the opportunity to make a lot of money again." ”

"Big money, you know a piece of!"

Roshan glanced at the other party when he heard this, but he didn't give face at all.

"Don't think about it, our Fire Blade Tribe has always been at the bottom of the five major tribes. This time, if Jiandun and the other tribes also intervene, what benefit can we get from the Fire Blade?

In the end, the most I can do is eat some cold bones left over by others, and I can make a fart!"

After that, Roshan sighed and said, "Okay, don't talk about these annoying things." Now, the show has begun, so let's enjoy the show. ”

In a word, everyone around them turned their attention to the gladiatorial arena, which was a circular open space the size of two or three basketball courts.

......

"Whew, whew!"

was about to play, holding the ordinary iron sword in his hand, the black sword that didn't wear any armor couldn't help but take a deep breath.

He's really nervous and scared right now. He didn't know if he would survive this time, but he knew that he definitely didn't want to die.

So I desperately suppressed the negative emotions such as tension and fear in my heart, and tried my best to hold the sword in my hand. This was his last reliance.

"Dependent?"

As soon as he thought of this, he couldn't help but touch the mysterious necklace in his arms. And when he felt the temperature from the mysterious necklace, for some reason, his nervous and frightened heart was immediately soothed.

So, step into the gladiatorial arena. Seeing that the iron cage on the other side of the gladiatorial arena was also opened, a sturdy male lion who had been hungry for a long time stepped out of the cage. In an instant, he couldn't help but hold his breath.

"Roaring !!"

When the hungry male lion saw the black sword, he let out a deafening roar. Then, the male lion named Simba rushed towards the black sword at the first time, leaving him no extra time.

"Ha, ha. Come on, come on, come on!!"

Between life and death, the courage of the black sword was also stimulated. He roared and stabbed the lion in the eye with the sword in his hand, but he didn't expect the lion to be much more nimble and intelligent than he thought.

Simba, that is, this male lion. It didn't hit the black sword's sword at all, but a soul dodged the black sword's attack. Then he jumped hard, opened his bloody mouth directly, and bit down on the throat of the black sword.

"No, am I going to die?"

At this moment, Black Sword's brain couldn't help but go blank. The intense fear made him stop thinking, and now all he could see was the lion's bloody mouth.