Taking off his bloodstained clothes, Ding Huo was covered in more than twenty scars, large and small, all over his slender and vigorous body, looking extremely hideous.

However, whether it was the girl who applied the ointment to him, or Ding Huo himself, they were expressionless and didn't take it seriously.

Most of the gladiators who enter the Yuchi Palace every day are scarred, and if they are more serious, it is possible to have missing arms and legs, and for gladiators, as long as they are not dead, they must continue to fight, and injuries are simply commonplace.

In the past, when Ding Huo was injured, he wrapped himself with ointment, licking his blood alone in the dark room to recover, but now he is served, and the treatment is completely different.

Warrior-level gladiators are the greatest wealth in the arena, and after fighting with their lives, they naturally have to enjoy the best, so that they can have the yearning and motivation to continue to win.

Smeared with ointment, Ding Huo waved his hand to reject the girl who had a pair of big moist eyes, an innocent face, but a devilish figure, although the girl's hot and soft hands had revealed her desire and thoughts, but Ding Huo didn't need these.

The girl couldn't believe that no gladiator would refuse to survive once after a victory, but that there would be some fierce wolves who tortured her and her sisters to the point of incompleteness.

"My lord, this time...... It's free. The girl whispered, she lowered her head, her slender pink neck was very seductive.

"I don't need to. Ding Huo shook his head.

"If adults like men, there are them here. "The girl seems to have woken up, and there are some gladiators who have alternative hobbies.

Belch!

Ding Huo was stunned for a moment, then couldn't cry or laugh, and didn't speak, just soaked himself in the soup pool and enjoyed the comfort of the hot flow flowing through his body.

He didn't like men, and he didn't like these slave girls who had beautiful appearances.

The girl gritted her teeth and turned her head away, originally thinking that she could spend the Spring Festival with this man who seemed to be a little noble and also very mysterious, better than with Tang Jie, the two-knife mantis, okay?

But now, this iron-masked guy actually rejected her.

He's definitely gay!

The girl thought hatefully.

Of course, Ding Huo didn't know what the girl was thinking, and after entering the soup pool, the water in the soup pool stimulated the force in her body to flow slowly in a wonderful way.

The original gas-like fire belongs to the Force, which accumulates at the mouth of the heart, slowly condenses, and under the automatic operation of the Heart Sutra of the Residual Fire, in an almost violent way, it robs the Force stored in other parts of the body, and finally turns into a Pearl of Force.

The Orb of the Force represents a first-order martial artist.

The life-and-death struggle with the twin sword mantis Tang Jie depleted the Force in Ding Huo's body, and the replenished Force became even more powerful, allowing him to condense a Pearl of Force and officially stabilize the position of a first-order martial artist.

However, with the cultivation of the Remnant Fire Heart Sutra, the progress is certainly rapid, but when the Pearls of the Force are formed, the violent plundering of the Force in the body makes Ding Huo's body seem to have experienced a robber slaughter.

Call.

Ding Huo let out a breath.

The breath was like a flame in the air.

Bang bang bang.

The applause sounded.

When Ding Huo opened his eyes, he saw a young man with a smile on his face, squatting by his soup pool, the young man had a kind round face, and his eyes narrowed into a slit when he smiled, and he looked like he was unharmed.

"Welcome to the gladiator ranking list, you are now ranked sixty-eight, taking the place of the two-knife mantis Tang Jie, my name is Baidao, ranked fifty-three, your next opponent. The young man said with a grin.

"The owner of the field takes care of you very much, just win a game, you will decide that you will fight me, ten days later, I will wait for you." Hundred Knives said.

"But you're just a first-order martial artist, and you've just condensed a Force Pearl, right?" Hundred Dao shook his head regretfully, "I'm a third-order martial artist, and the difference in strength is a bit big, I really don't know what to do with you when the time comes, should I kill you after playing, or kill and play again?"

Facing the challenge, Ding Huo smiled.

"If I were you, wash your neck and go back and wait until I smash your head into a rotten watermelon. Ding Huo sneered.

"Yo, what a fierce boy. Hundred Knives laughed.

With the laughter of the hundred knives, he suddenly waved his hand, and then there was a fierce wind, with a sigh, he flew up and rushed towards Ding Huo's face, as if there was a burst of invisible blades cutting through the air, and only one inch away, it cut Ding Huo's face.

But Hundred Knives stopped.

Because in the soup pool soaked in Ding Huo, a flame stick was silently stretched out, aiming at his crotch, and it was only a little bit away from hitting.

"I heard that you like to rape corpses?" Ding Huo looked at Hundred Knives coldly, the corpse raper Hundred Knives is the name of the one in front of him, maybe the gladiators have some perverted hobbies, but the hobbies of the one in front of him are really disgusting.

Tang Jie, the double-knife mantis and the corpse traitor, how can he always arrange such an opponent for him? Is it the owner of the competition field, and the audience, are they looking forward to him being abused to death, but unfortunately, they are all disappointed!

"I'm going to blow up your dick now, what should you call it in the future? Ding Huo sneered.

"Hey, hey. Hundred knives were laughing, but cold sweat flowed down, as a third-level martial artist, if he was attacked by a first-level martial artist, his life would not be in danger, but if he was hit by a blow to the vital part, once it was damaged, he could not make it up.

Sou.

The invisible wind blade instantly retracted, like a whirlwind, with the body of a hundred knives, flipped backwards, flipped several times in a row, disappeared from Ding Huo's sight, and left a sentence: "Iron Mask Boy, you made me excited!"

Dead perverted!

Ding Huo scolded hatefully.

There are a lot of perverts among gladiators, because the audience likes this tune, and generally speaking, perverted gladiators will live longer, because the arena will arrange some weaker opponents and let them perform their metamorphosis to attract the audience to watch.

It is extremely rare for a tragedy like Tang Jie to encounter an upset.

And the competition arena has arranged a stronger opponent for Ding Huo, more than Ding Huo by two levels, that is, I want to see how Ding Huo is abused and killed, in order to earn the bounty proposed by the audience, or Ding Huo can be upset again, and it will also make the competition arena make a lot of money, after all, the audience's lottery gambling has always been the most profitable means of gathering gold in the bloody arena.

No matter what, you still have to win, and if you lose, you die.

Ding Huo stood up and wiped the blood marks on his cheeks, the volley stab of the hundred knives just now was invisible and substantial, very amazing, and it had already hurt him.

If it was really a life-and-death duel just now, then it was possible that Ding Huo used his last bit of strength to explode the second child with a hundred knives, and Ding Huo's head would also be cut in half.

After Ding Huo stood up, a maid immediately put on a black robe for Ding Huo.

In addition, the big-eyed girl also carried a tray and came to Ding Huo.

There are dozens of shiny stones on the tray, which are milky white, round in shape, half the size of a thumb, and there are fine diamond-shaped protrusions on the surface of the stones, which refract the light of the sky, are crystal bright, and are extremely luxurious.

On top of the tray, there is another booklet.

"These moonlight energy crystals are all the property of Tang Jie, the double sword mantis, after he is killed by you, these will all belong to you, of course, the actual skill field will deduct a handling fee of one percent, a total of forty-two, please count it." The big-eyed girl said.

Ding Huo nodded, killing people and seizing money is also one of the rules of the bloody arena, and the property of the dead gladiator belongs to the winner.

"Since it was the first time to win a duel with a gladiator, there were no bonuses, only these. The girl said again.

The prize money refers to the spectator's share of the bet, and the gladiators will get a small part of it, although the share is very low, but sometimes the bet will be very high, even more than 100,000, million, so this share of the amount can occasionally be amazing.

"Keep in mind that the ratio of moonglow to the gold coins circulating in the Nanban Continent is one to one hundred, and if you want to exchange gold coins, you will also have to pay a handling fee of one percent. The big-eyed girl explained.

In the bloody arena, there is a set of circulating currency system, which is used to reward gladiators, or as bargaining chips for trading, the core of this system is the moonlight power stone, as for the exchange of energy stones for gold coins, it is considered that the designated person of the gladiator can obtain gold coins and use them outside the gladiatorial arena.

Since gladiators win a duel, they can get a high proportion of bonuses, so gladiators are also a high-paying, high-risk profession, of course, the gladiators who are sold here will not think like this, they have little contact with the outside world, and the moonstones obtained from victory are consumed in the arena.

As for how to consume.

The big-eyed girl picked up the pamphlet on the tray again.

Here is a list of all the items you can choose from, please use carefully. The big-eyed girl said.

Oh.

Ding Huo took it and flipped it casually.

Sure enough, everything from a plate of fresh fruit to the first night of an eighteen-year-old girl, anything imaginable, the bloody arena can provide, and of course, every piece is worth a lot.

Seeing Ding Huo's gaze on the page of 'A Virgin', the big-eyed girl immediately straightened her chest, revealing a deep ravine that was intoxicating with only two ropes hanging under her armpits.

"What's so good about a virgin? can she let you enjoy the taste of heaven?" the big-eyed girl's eyes, moist, as if they could drip water, she murmured, "only today is free, and if you come to me again in the future, you will have to pay two moonstones." ”

Ding Huo smiled and shook his head: "What I want, I don't have it here." ”

"What do you want? There's already everything here. The big-eyed girl wondered.

"I want ...... Freely. Ding Huo took the moonstone and the booklet and turned to leave.

Looking at Ding Huo's upright back, the big-eyed girl hesitated, freedom, how is that possible! In the bloody arena, except for the owner and the priest, everyone is a slave, and no one can have freedom!

And she shouted, "That's priceless! You can't buy it!"

"I don't need to buy it, just kill everyone who stands in my way and grab my freedom!" Ding Huotou said loudly without replying.

...... That's impossible!

The big-eyed girl suddenly laughed, laughing so much that tears flowed out of her eyes, and she shouted: "You are a madman, your blood will fill the ring of blood!"