In the underground black boxing arena, everyone will become extremely excited because of the warm atmosphere here, and some aristocratic teenagers will grasp the iron cage railing with both hands, desperately shouting to the fighters inside, desperately hoping that their favorite fighters can finally win. But the person who can stand until www.biquge.info the end is often not the bravest one, nor the one who is most eager to perform, generally speaking, the gladiator who can hide himself in the crowd and deliberately preserve his combat power can last until the end of the game.

A maid with a silver dinner plate and a sexy leather coat shuttled through the crowd, she didn't mind the groping pig hands stretched out to the side, often cleverly and flexibly dodged some of the hands that reached out to their most critical parts, and those hands that could only make a small bargain would let it go, often at this time there would be people throwing silver hammers into his dinner plates, usually whenever someone threw the silver hammers, the maid with a rich face would stop, from the arms of a handful of colorful chips, for those gold owners to choose.

I looked at it curiously, just because the back of the maid's leather coat was full of sexy knots, splitting her sexy smooth back into countless diamond-shaped pieces, I don't know if that kind of leather clothes will be comfortable to wear, maybe in order to create a visual impact effect, I know that it is very uncomfortable and have to endure it!

Seeing that I had been staring at the maid walking in the crowd outside the arena, Benjamin thought that I was very interested in this round of betting, so he leaned next to me and asked, "Jijia, do you want to buy two chips together?" You can buy any fighter in the arena to win, and if you win, you can get double the pay!"

He pulled a few silver coins out of the money bag around his waist and tossed them around in his hand, and I glanced at them and shook my head to say I didn't need them.

Benjamin's friend, who was dressed in sheepskin soft armor, said to me, "There's no need to be in such a hurry to throw money at them, the more battles that follow, the more exciting it is." ”

Hearing what his friend said, Benjamin also smiled dryly and caught a series of thrown silver hammers and put them into his arms again.

"Their fighting methods are very different from those fighting techniques taught in the academy, these underground gladiators tend to be more direct and effective when they shoot, and sometimes, after staying here for a long time, I even have the illusion that the fancy ones I learned in the academy will really be useful on the battlefield!" Benjamin was beside me, and he told me his opinion through the cover of a noisy voice.

He watched intently at the scuffle in the iron cage, his eyes sharp.

I asked puzzledly, "Are they all soldiers coming down from the battlefield?"

"How is that possible? How could the Imperial military allow someone to trample on their dignity like this, most of these gladiators in the underground arena are slaves or vagabonds, and no one cares about their life or death. Benjamin said to me.

"How can these slaves be so skilled in combat?" I asked, a little puzzled, but I wondered how these extraordinary men had become legitimate slaves of the Empire.

"These black boxing gladiators have been trained for a certain amount of time before they are assigned to compete!" Benjamin patiently answered my doubts.

I don't know much about the underground black boxing tournament, so I listen to it with relish! It's rare to have someone like me who humbly asks them about the situation inside the underground black boxing tournament, and they also pay attention to the battle situation in the iron cage while introducing me to the basic situation in the underground black boxing arena.

"The gladiators who compete in the underground gladiatorial arena here are all from several different slave training grounds, and the owners of these gladiator training grounds only need to pay some fees to the black fist arena to bring their slaves and gladiators to participate in the competition, and every time they win a game, they will have a lot of commissions, of course, those who lose will get nothing, of course, the slave owners can also participate in those bets, and the general slave owners will only bet on the gladiators under their hands!" The slightly chubby friend on the side interjected.

Benjamin's friend continued: "War losers, deserters on the battlefield, people who owe debts and are unable to repay, criminals who violate the laws of the Empire, aliens, commoners who kill nobles, vagrants, etc., these types of people are the main groups of people who become slaves, of course, there will be other people who will become slaves for various reasons, but the slaves who can stand here are many warriors with strong physical fitness, but it is not easy for them to survive here!"

At this time, the battle in the iron cage was nearing its end, and the last person standing on the field also paid a terrible price, holding a dislocated arm, limping around the field, announcing to everyone that he had finally won.

At this time, there were cheers and curses in the stands outside, and some nobles threw their silver hammers into the iron cages to reward the final victor......

Benjamin pulled me away from the edge of the cage and nimbly slipped through the crowd, and before I knew it, I had climbed to the jogging platform of the turnaround staircase leading to the second floor, which was already crowded with some people, but Benjamin was still skilfully leaning aside, reached out and patted the shoulder of a nobleman who was looking down, covered his mouth and said to him in a low voice with a mysterious look: "Sir Xiba, there is a lady looking for you at the door of the arena!"

The man turned around in surprise, looked Benjamin up and down suspiciously, and then said in some surprise, "Oh, yes?"

Seeing Benjamin in a gorgeous dress, and standing next to him in a black magic robe, it didn't look like I was joking with him, he squeezed an embarrassed smile on his face, smiled very reluctantly, and after saying a few words of "thank you" to us, he hurriedly turned around and walked downstairs, as if he didn't want to stay here for a moment.

Benjamin raised an eyebrow at me, and pulled me into the empty seat left by the man named Sir Sheba, and looked down with his hands on the railing.

This is obviously not the best place to watch the game, but at the corner of this staircase, you can clearly see ten cylindrical copper platforms erected in front of the iron cage, these copper platforms are surrounded by a semicircle around the iron cage arena, these copper platforms with a diameter of about one meter are about three meters high, and the surface is very smooth. However, it is clear that this corner of the staircase is the best place to see the copper platform, which has a panoramic view of all ten cylindrical copper platforms.

I asked Benjamin curiously, "Do you know that guy?"

"Yes, most of the people here know Sir Sheba, he is known for his penchant for watching underground black boxing fights, and he comes here almost every time, and of course I know something about him!" admitted Benjamin.

"But if you lie to him like this, aren't you afraid that he will come back and question you after a while?"

"Don't worry, although he is a cowardly person, but he is not a fool, he was not deceived by me, he saw this of mine, of course, and you. Benjamin patted the badge on his chest, then flicked the Apprentice Magic badge on my chest with his index finger, and then with a smile on his lips, he leaned into my ear and said, "I chose him because he knows the times." He is only half a nobleman in the city of El, he is a noble baron, but according to the laws of the Green Empire in the future, this noble title will be inherited by his brother, there is nothing to do with him at all, but his brother was unfortunately caught by the barbarians on the ice and snow tundra in the spring of this year, although after those barbarians retreated, fortunately survived, but people are also crazy and stupid all day long. ”

"How dare he provoke us when he has half a foot in the door of a noble family!" Benjamin finally told the truth, in fact, his lame excuse turned out not to be able to deceive him in the first place, but to give him a step down.

I can't help but think: it turns out that the nobility is also clearly hierarchical, and those in high positions will always have more rights!

Now the copper platform is still empty, but with a cheer, the crowd of onlookers below suddenly let way of a way, a strong man with a red fruit on his shoulder with a huge sledgehammer on his shoulder, striding out of a secret door, he only wore a black leather pants, the leather black leather pants look like the leather of some kind of sea beast in the ocean, exuding a blue brilliance under the illumination of the chandelier, the black iron sledgehammer in his hand weighs nearly a hundred pounds, but he is lightly resisted on the shoulder, it seems that this must be a strength warrior。

He strode directly with a short run, and easily jumped onto the copper platform, and suddenly under his copper platform, a group of richly dressed nobles were also cheering.

"He's Marta, he's recovering from injury this time, this is the real god of war in black boxing!" Benjamin took a breath and introduced me to the first gladiator to compete.

I looked at his sledgehammer, which had turned dark purple because it was stained with blood, and I could see that it was meant to deter his opponents, the blood stains on the hammer seemed to have never been cleaned, and there was some dried flesh hanging from the barbs of the sledgehammer, and this hammer Marta was covered with various scars on his naked body, and he had a fresh scar on his neck that was clearly visible, and it looked like he was a gladiator who had just returned from his injuries, as Benjamin said.

Before I could take my eyes off Marta's body, there was already a thin figure on the second copper platform, it was a dry man with strips of linen wrapped all over his body, and his face was also wrapped with strips of cloth, and even his facial features were wrapped very tightly by strips of cloth, this thin figure appeared on the copper platform almost silently, and he only had a very simple fist sword on his right hand, which was a special weapon used by assassins, and this guy was very obvious that he only had a fist on one hand, and he seemed to be extremely confident in his assassination skills。

Benjamin was also stunned for a while, obviously did not know this gladiator, at this time, it happened that his two friends also followed, these two young men obviously did not have Benjamin's good temper, looked behind us at the person standing next to us, and then patted the back of the neck of the two people directly behind, waved at the two people like flies, and the two middle-aged men who were dressed fairly decently left their place with embarrassed faces, and gave way to Benjamin's two friends.

"Hey, Jie Shao, you're really special, you like to crowd in the cloister every time, there's not even a seat here, what's so good?" someone who was a little chubby complained to Benjamin.

Benjamin ignored his complaints and asked him directly, "Where did that mummified guy come from?

"He, his origin is not ordinary, the last game killed Pully in three direct moves, directly occupied his copper platform, I didn't see how he shot, just look at his fist sword inserted in Pulley's chest, at that time Pulley's was still wearing a steel plate armor, it was ...... at all" The fat man chattered endlessly and began to introduce the gladiators who appeared on the stage one by one.

Immediately after that, another warrior carrying a Roman sword and wearing standard light armor like a soldier of the Grimm Empire jumped on the bronze platform with ease, and the cheers were even louder......

Another lizardman with a scimitar hanging from his waist and only a rag wrapped around his waist stepped heavily on the copper platform, the viper-like cold and flashing green pupils, he was a humanoid body, but the head was like a lizard's head, covered with green scales, with a flexible tail behind him, I had long heard that there were some lizardmen living in the wilderness in the south of the empire, they lived in the rainforest, they were good at controlling beasts, good at using hunting bows in the jungle, good at poison, good at using scimitars, I really wanted to see if there was any difference between humans under the crotch of this lizardman！

It seems that this gladiator from another race must be extraordinary, otherwise there would be no place for him in this underground black boxing arena.

Every gladiator appears, Benjamin's friends will introduce their origins and achievements in detail, I am amazed that they have such a huge amount of information, and they must also be frequent visitors to the underground black boxing tournament, but Benjamin suddenly shot out like lightning, and pulled out a thin book from the cuff of the slightly chubby friend, which is actually some information about the gladiators in this competition, and I suddenly ...... I see.

With another violent cheer, a familiar black figure landed on the stage, like a swift through the forest, agile and full of cheetah-like explosiveness, almost without looking at her face, just from the graceful posture and familiar movements of her body, my heart was like a knife. She was dressed in a thin layer of black animal skin, which from a distance looked like a layer of black oil paint on her delicate body. The outline of any mysterious part of the body is so clearly visible, wearing a pair of black long leather boots on his feet, holding a large iron gun in both hands, his eyes are full of dead silence, and he stands coldly on the copper platform.

I know her when she turns to ashes - Hamasaki!

Originally, when I heard Qiangbach say about Hamasaki and Breguet, I still didn't believe it, thinking that these two extraordinary adventure group leaders would not have fallen into such a miserable situation, but now I see that Hamasaki has become a gladiator in the underground black boxing tournament, it seems that she has become a slave girl under a slave farmer, although her face is still like a flower at the moment, but there is only bloody killing left in her eyes, like a war machine. (To be continued.) )