The three days passed quickly, and Li Zhan made a plan for the entire manor, that is, to put Emile in charge of the overall affairs, and handed over the kitchen and production to McCann, and the other three people were arranged to work in the fields. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

During these three days, half of the 50 hectares of land on the estate were planted with potatoes and the other half with peanuts.

Next, it's time for Li Zhan to participate in the gladiatorial competition.

By understanding, this gladiatorial match is a 1-on-1 match of groups, not a melee like before. A total of sixteen groups were divided into four games. The two people who survive will be determined in the final.

Of course, those who participate in the contest and win will receive a great reward, which is 100 gold coins.

Many free people may not make so much money in their lifetime, they may make a living by selling goods, they may not have to sell their bodies like slaves, but they are not so rich.

Because wealth is often in the hands of a few, they can only be said to be ordinary people with freedom.

Similarly, many slave fighters who came out of the gladiatorial arena would choose to embark on this path and ask to participate, after all, victory would bring them great wealth and give them the opportunity to challenge the gladiator competition of the next level.

But Li Zhan was still very resistant to such a gladiatorial competition, but the system forced him to sign up, and he was helpless.

"Let's give it a go!" Li Zhan said to himself, picked up his ordinary long sword, and prepared to set off.

Before leaving, he explained everything: "Amir, the manor will be handed over to you." McCann, you will be responsible for the food in the manor from now on. ”

Like explaining the aftermath, Li Zhan also handed over his money bag to Amir: "If I can't come back, you can share the money with everyone." ”

Before they could understand what had happened, Li Zhan rushed to the gladiatorial arena with his long sword without looking back.

Just after he left the manor, the system's prompt came through: "Emile loyalty up, McCann loyalty up, Karl loyalty up, Landry loyalty up, Harden loyalty up." ”

Looking at the attribute layout, the loyalty of these five people has increased by more than 20 points to varying degrees, and Li Zhan also shook his head helplessly, even if it is full, it is useless, and it does not increase the attack attribute or other attributes.

If you die in a gladiatorial fight, it's not like there's nothing.

But at this moment, the sudden news from the system instantly made him feel that he was a ****.

"Slave Amir has torn up the slave agreement and become a free man. Your number of slaves minus 1. ”

"Slave McCann has torn up the slave agreement and become a free man. Your number of slaves minus 1. ”

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He didn't want to hear the rest anymore, not only did the money bag contain all his property, but also the slave agreement of the five of them. All that left his wealth was property and land, and nothing else.

But fortunately, the identity certificate is still on his body, so the manor will not be divided by them.

The system's loyalty was completely unreliable, and they did not hesitate to tear up the slave agreement for the sake of freedom.

Coming to the gladiatorial arena in Custer Town, Li Zhan checked his identity with the soldiers, and was arranged to enter the preparation room.

An iron fence cut off the preparation room and the gladiatorial arena, and the atmosphere became a little tense.

The preparation room was dark and damp, the air inside was filled with the smell of blood, the smooth walls were constantly seeping water, and the sound of water droplets could be heard on the uneven surface.

Li Zhan's heart was difficult to calm down, he hadn't looked at the battle table, and he didn't know who his opponent was, these were randomly selected by the main mayor.

And at this moment, the iron fence suddenly opened, and several soldiers shouted at Li Zhan: "No. 7, it's your turn!" ”

He was marked as number 7, and the soldier approached him and put an armband on his arm, and the two belts were tightened to prevent the armband from falling, and the number on the armband was exactly "7".

"Roar!"

Before entering the gladiatorial arena, the cheers of the spectators were heard.

In the stands, Li Zhan spotted several familiar faces, the main mayor Vic, the curly-haired Mario, and the buyer of the Black Tower.

When Li Zhan entered the arena, Mario's eyes happened to be on him, with complicated eyes, but it was difficult to hide the excitement in his heart.

"Everyone, be quiet!" At this time, there was a thin man standing in the center of the gladiatorial arena, and I saw him holding a big loudspeaker and shouting to the spectators in the stands, "This is the first gladiatorial fight, standing on my left is the No. 7 player Li Zhan, who just won the title of slave fighter three days ago, and standing on my right is the junior gladiator, that is, the champion of the previous session, the No. 1 player meat grinder Walton!" ”

"Roar! Walton, Walton! The crowd erupted in cheers, with almost all the audience shouting Walton's name. At this time, Li Zhan, who was far away, also saw Walton.

He gasped. This Walton's whole body muscles are very strong, and the few scars on his face also make him look very hideous, and what makes Li Zhan even more desperate is that he sees that the other party is actually a junior gladiator.

There is a difference of one level in rank, and in terms of physical fitness, Walton can become the champion of the previous class, and he will definitely be better than himself, who has just promoted to slave fighter.

"Make no mistake, this is purely for me to die!" Li Zhan couldn't help but scold the system.

But fortunately, this Walton is unarmed, and he is not armed like Li Zhan.

"Alright, the game is about to start, everyone can start betting!"

Bet?! That's right, the biggest winners of this match will never be the gladiators who fight to the death, but the spectators who bet in the stands.

Mario stared at Li Zhan, frowning, he was having a hard time choosing his bet right now. Because it was he who proposed to Vic to let Li Zhan participate in the gladiatorial competition, and his purpose was to get more wealth by betting on Li Zhan.

He had already discussed this with Vic, and arranged a relatively weak opponent for Li Zhan in the first few games, so that he would wait until the final to have the final battle.

But now Vic has arranged the champion of the previous session for Li Zhan as soon as he came up, which is simply a fatal thing. At this time, Mario looked at Vic, but found that the other party was smiling and communicating with the two fans.

He also understood that it was the fans who gave him greater benefits, and he also found out that the player that the fans bet on was this No. 1 Walton.

A whole 1,000 gold coins slammed into the barrel with a label on it: No. 1.

At this time, Mario felt that there was no need to argue about anything, Walton's current odds were 2, and Li Zhan's odds had changed from the original 8 to the current 16, which was doubled.

"500 gold coins, I'll buy Li Zhan!" Mario no longer hesitated, grabbed a money bag and threw it on the table, and said to the punter next to him, "Remember it for me, I bought No. 7!" ”

The punter next to him registered Mario's name in a notebook with a pen, and then wrote 500 gold coins. Tear off a No. 7 tag and stick it on his money bag. Leaving the note, he took the 500 gold coins away.

"Hey, isn't this Master Mario, last time you won 2,000 gold coins, why did you only drop 500 gold coins, are you afraid of losing?" Seeing that Mario placed 500 gold coins on Li Zhan, Ke**** greeted him with a smile, "I see that you, the No. 7, still have a lot of development potential, and it is a miracle that you were able to survive last time." ”

"But do you still believe that he can do another miracle? Walton is my cash cow! The fan laughed proudly, Walton was just an ordinary slave, and he stood out during the slave fight last month, and along the way, the fan bet at least 5,000 gold coins on Walton, which finally made him a lot of money.

In the gladiatorial matches that followed, he bet on Walton as always, and by the end of the tournament, Walton won the championship and he received nearly 20,000 gold coins. So he always jokingly called Walton his cash cow, and he also believed in Walton's strength.

On the contrary, after seeing Li Zhan, the fan showed a hateful expression on his face, because Li Zhan and Heita formed an alliance in the last game, which disrupted his plan, causing the big boss to fail to kill Heita and lose 1,000 gold coins.

He blamed Li Zhan for everything, so he wanted Li Zhan to die, and he would die in the first game!

"But, Mario, if you bet on him today, your gold will be wasted. Ha ha! The fan laughed wildly.

And at this time, Mario also laughed, and laughed louder than the fans: "Hahaha! I'm just waiting to collect the money from your master, the odds of 16, this time I will be able to earn 8,000 gold coins, which will cover a month's production of the manor. ”

The fan ignored Mario, who was seen as purely an optimistic self-consolation, and that he had only invested 500 coins, less than half of his bet. A person like this who is not bold enough to act is not worthy of his association.

Of course, the two of them didn't have much of a relationship, or even rivals, because their estates were all grape-growing, and the two together accounted for two-thirds of the grape production in the entire town of Cust.

"Dangdang!" At this time, the bell at the height of the stands was ringed, and the referee standing in the gladiatorial arena also picked up the loudspeaker and shouted: "The betting is over, next, let's enjoy this thrilling gladiatorial fight together!" ”

"Roar!" Amid the shouts of the audience, the gladiatorial fight began.

The referee quickly left the center and left through a small gate with an iron fence at the corner of the square.

Li Zhan stood there without moving, his hands clutching the hilt of his sword, and he saw Walton grinning and slowly walking towards him.

With every step, Li Zhan could feel the field trembling, not only because of Walton's size, but also because his chassis was stable and powerful!

"Little doll, your Uncle Walton has been impatient for a long time!" The hideous face looked wrinkled because of the wanton laughter, and Walton's fists collided in his chest like hammers, and the sound of the thump shook Li Zhan's heart.

"He's so powerful!"