She wore a long purple dress, her black eyes were as enchanting as black pearls, her deep collarbones were the envy of women of this age, and her noble temperament and gorgeous appearance fascinated many Roman warriors and aristocratic youths. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

It was disgusting that a theatrical actor was standing in Portilla's room, writing a biography of the "young" noblewoman, but what was even more unbearable was that Graeus was called to a meeting of the Senate, and Portilla took the opportunity to call Zhang Ce to his room, and asked these disgusting sycophants to write praises for himself all day, and ordered Zhang Ce to be around.

In order to prevent Zhang Ce from resisting, he also specially called two guards to stand at the door, and as soon as there was any movement, they rushed in to subdue the young gladiator.

Zhang Ce had no choice but to listen to these absurd hymns and poems every day in this prison decorated with gold, silver and satin.

"Listen, gladiator, if you don't be sincere with me again. I'll throw you in the underground arena and let you feed the beasts. ”

The underground arena, without a doubt, is an illegal arena underground, a bit like a private clubhouse for the people, where the fighting will be bloodier and more brutal, if in the Grand Arena, there are still some elements of performance in it, then, in the underground arena, it is simply a slaughter for life.

There, there is no effective rule, everything is based on killing the opponent as the only goal, no matter what means you use, any weapon, as long as you kill the opponent in the field, even if you win. And the audience is mostly some homeless people and gamblers. They don't have a trace of civilization and civilization, they are in the underground arena, just want to find the pleasure of flesh and blood, and the dream of getting rich overnight.

So, many times, the defeat of the gladiators on the ring was also accompanied by the quarrels and beatings of the audience, because the radical gamblers lost the bet, and they had to face either bankruptcy or being cut off. So, blood and violence are the norm in the underground arena, and there, gladiators will become more brutal, but at the same time, gladiators who can come out alive from there have very comparable survival skills.

Zhang Ce knew this, but when this Roman noblewoman proposed such disgusting trading conditions, Zhang Ce resolutely chose the latter.

A soldier can be killed, but not humiliated. A manly man can die on the battlefield, and he can't succumb to the power of a woman.

"Mistress, if I had to choose, I would rather die on my own battlefield."

I don't know where the courage came from, even he felt a burst of disbelief when Zhang Ce said this, maybe he had been fighting in the arena of blood and sweat for a long time, and there was an inexplicable trace of gladiator backbone in his bones.

"Are you really going to leave your fate in the hands of those fierce and bloodthirsty beasts?"

Portilla's thick and fat lips began to tremble again, and the gorgeous clothes did not make Zhang Ce feel that her temperament had improved much, but added a touch of disgust. However, in Portilla's eyes, he did not believe that Aduneus in front of him would make such a stupid choice. This graceful Roman lady had witnessed the appearance of the hairy boy named Aduneus when he first arrived at the gladiator's academy, like a frightened kitten, and no one dared to speak out against him, and such a waste Portilla would never believe that he would change in just two months.

However, Portilla was wrong again, Adurnius was no longer the timid Roman aristocratic young man he was at the beginning, but replaced by another otaku uncle, although Zhang Ce was also afraid of this barbaric and bloody world at first, but two months of training was enough to change a lot, and the key point was that Zhang Ce couldn't bear such a disgusting request from this Roman noblewoman.

"Yes, I beg your permission, my mistress."

Zhang Ce stood aside and continued to answer respectfully. And the next second, he saw Portilla's angry face and distorted expression.

"Pull him down and feed the pigs!"

Portilla finally broke out, and in a terrifying scream, Zhang Ce heard all the annoyance, resentment and hatred in it. No slave ever dared to resist the demands of his master, Zhang Ce was the first, but also the last, Portilla was going to send him to the underground arena and let the barbarians tear him to pieces.

and what is not obtained, he will be destroyed. After Zhang Ce came to this world, he felt the horror of a woman for the first time...... Although not every woman is like this, Portilla is a part of the people.

"You shouldn't have fought with that woman. Underground arena, do you know what kind of place it is? I've crawled out of there, and you don't know how horrible it is inside. ”

Klein walked over and greeted Zhang Ce, who was about to be sent to the other side of the city. Two months of fighting with his comrades had already made this strong Numidian man have a strong brotherhood towards Zhang Ce, and watching his partner being pushed into the bottomless abyss again, it was obvious that Klein's heart was very uncomfortable.

"Everything will be fine."

Zhang Ce wanted to say something more, but the guards were by his side, and some words were not easy to say. After all, slaves have no human rights in this era, and as long as the nobles want to kill you, it's a matter of a finger. The reason why Portilla still has Zhang Ce's life is that he thinks that this little white face will change his mind, and when he sees the bloody and bloodthirsty competition in the underground arena, he will want to return to the Gladiator Academy of Gretiam and continue to act as her underground lover.

But Zhang Ce was determined not to look back this time, and was insulted to death by an old woman over forty years old, it was better to be beaten to death by a barbarian in the arena.

"Well, brother, if you want to come back, I will intercede with the instructor and let him tell the master."

Klein finally reluctantly let go of Zhang Ce's shoulder, this strange Roman always surprised and surprised, his progress was too fast, but at the same time his thoughts were incomprehensible......

The setting sun left the last trace of crimson sunset on the horizon, and the gladiator academy of Gretime, under the gaze of everyone, Zhang Ce and several gladiators who had committed serious crimes were loaded into a prisoner car and headed to the underground gladiatorial arena in another part of the city of Rome. There, almost another living underworld.