Faced with the three levels like a death trap, Ding Huo agreed so happily that Ami couldn't help but hesitate.

"Ding Huo, are you sure it's okay?" asked Ami.

"To be honest, it's not just a problem, it's a big problem. Ding Huo said, "The bloodthirsty aura can only last for ten minutes, so I must eliminate four opponents with an average level of six and a half within ten minutes." ”

It's an almost impossible task.

Even if Ding Huo could condense into the fourth Force Pearl as scheduled, coupled with the increase of the bloodthirsty aura, he was only a sixth-level martial artist.

"If it were to be a duel a day, I would be about 40% sure that I would survive. ”

"But if you have to win four games in a row in one day, then there are only two chances left to win. ”

"I fought with Tu Tian, and with the power of the first three forms of the Heavenly Fire Transformation, it was enough to restrain his Zeolite Fist, but ...... , and Fudo Mountain Fist?"

"Tu Tian bought the human-level high-level martial art Fudo Mountain Fist just to restrain my Tianhuo Change, right?"

"Fortunately, I still have the fourth form of Tianhuo Transformation, Yanlong Po, if this move is practiced, the power will reach the peak of the human level, my Yicheng is sure, here. ”

"The other one is sure that it is because the third opponent who broke through the three levels, Huang Yan, is a fire martial artist, and he has a special Force flame ......"

Hearing Ding Huo's analysis, Ami showed a very worried expression, as if he wanted to stop Ding Huo, but after sighing, he still didn't say anything.

Ami has thought of all kinds of ways, but the existence of the Prince of the Broken Army is like a moat, which denies Ding Huo all the possibilities of luck, once the Prince of the Broken Army wakes up, with the madness and eyes of this lustful prince, Ding Huo will be severely punished in the bloody arena, and even show his head to the public.

Only by becoming the Ten Heavenly Kings can the most terrible death penalty be spared.

Even, after having the power to enforce the law, you can test the outer ring and carry out the escape plan.

All this must be based on the premise that Ding Huo can kill Tu Tian.

But it's almost a mortal mission.

"Trust me. Ding Huo said, "The time is scheduled for ten days later, and at that time, I should also condense into the fourth Pearl, and I can also complete the cultivation of Yanlong Po." ”

Ami only nodded.

Then, Ding Huo continued to cultivate, and Ami left the fighting room.

After passing the news of Ding Huo's promise to break through the three levels to Tu Tian, this information quickly spread throughout the gladiatorial arena.

Those who have the right to arrange the candidates and the number of gladiator duels have only one and a half people in the gladiatorial arena, the owner of the arena, the land rover, and the mad sacrifice, the mad sacrifice does not often interfere in gladiatorial matters, but has the right to interfere, therefore, it is considered half.

And the Ten Heavenly Kings in the gladiatorial arena can pass on their suggestions to Land Rover, and whether they agree or not depends on Land Rover's mood.

When Land Rover heard the news, he readily agreed.

The audience comes to see the gladiator duel, what they want to see most is the excitement and the challenge, so what is more eye-catching than the iron-masked boy who has repeatedly sought to win the Jedi and once again falls into the wheel of death battle?

Originally, Land Rover was still planning, how to use the Iron Mask Boy again, set off a round of gold absorption frenzy, and the opponent who was too easy to arrange would definitely be eaten and wiped clean by the Iron Mask Boy, who was too powerful, and they were all at the level of the Ten Heavenly Kings, so it was not easy to arrange.

Now, it's a battle to the death.

Can the Iron Mask Kid work miracles again?

When this theme of gladiatorial fighting was publicized to the ears of every royal family and wealthy businessman who came to the bloody arena for recreation, there was an uproar.

"Break through the three levels of death and challenge the Ten Heavenly Kings?

"Look at this battle arrangement, the Iron Mask Boy is a fifth-level martial artist, and his opponents, fifth, sixth, seventh, and eighth, are simply looking for death. ”

"There's nothing to look at, the Kid in the Iron Mask is dead. ”

"I don't think so, in the first three gladiatorial battles, which one of the Iron Mask Boy wasn't dead? ”

"This iron-masked kid caused me to lose tens of thousands of gold coins, I will definitely bet on him to death this time and win the money back!"

"If you bet on the iron-faced boy to win all four games, this odds will be five hundred to one, but the gods will be afraid......"

"Don't dream, the gods are above and won't allow such an outrageous thing to happen. A fifth-level martial artist, killing four opponents who are higher than him in a row, including the Ten Heavenly Kings? ”

"Yes, that's Tu Tian, one of the Ten Heavenly Kings, it shouldn't be too bad. ”

"No matter how powerful he is, he is a stinky slave, and it is his glory to win the bet for me. ”

......

Other ladies who covered their feather incense fans to their mouths and spoke, and whose postures were always graceful and luxurious, were also very enthusiastic about this gladiatorial fight.

Although I don't understand how difficult it is for the Iron Mask Kid to surpass all his four opponents in a duel, a simple numerical comparison still can't defeat these ladies.

"Poor Prince in the Iron Mask, his opponent, there are four people, the four of them combined, all of them are level twenty-six, the Prince in the Iron Mask is only level five, he must be crazy, I didn't even have a chance to shoot him, he was already dead......"

"I'm going to take a picture of his corpse! and make it into a specimen for my most precious collection!"

"It's a corpse, can a corpse be used to replace your Mr. Horn?

"You're a slut, that blonde gladiator slave last time served you to the sky, right? ”

"Hmph, you're fainting comfortably. ”

"Huh?

"A lady's ear can hear the whispers of the gods. ”

"Shut up, slut, besides, you can't grab the body of the Iron Mask Prince, that fake princess will use her gold coins to smash you to the head and bleed. ”

"Shhhh......h

The ladies covered their mouths with feather fans, and the sound of their words was enough to reach anyone's ears, and the princess of the seven-colored flowers had long been accustomed to this kind of scene, and she walked by with her servants with her head held high, not even glancing at them.

"Fake princess!

The ladies who were ignored cursed one after another.

The princess of the seven-colored flowers, Pari, walked up to a waiter and said, "I want to see that iron-masked boy, you can arrange it for me." ”

"I'm sorry, Princess, but for the safety of our guests, private meetings with gladiators are not permitted. The waiter replied immediately.

"It is said that the Bloody Arena can fulfill any request of the guests?" Pari used her seven-colored feather fan to hold the handsome waiter's chin, "but you, you didn't even tell my words to the Land Rover owner, you dare to refuse me, you want ...... Looking for death?"

Listening to the soft voice of the seven-colored flower princess, the waiter was sweating on his forehead, and even his back was sweating, of course he couldn't afford to offend the seven-colored flower princess, that was the princess of the largest business alliance in the Nanban Continent, and her little finger was enough to crush him, a little waiter, to death.

"Princess, please wait, I will go and tell your request to the owner. ”

Seeing that the waiter ran away in a hurry, and even almost fell, the seven-colored flower princess laughed coquettishly, but there was no smile in her eyes, but a cold light.

......

Ten days of cultivation passed in a blink of an eye.

For Ding Huo, on the eighth day, he had already cultivated the fourth Force Pearl, and in the next two days, he used to cultivate the fourth form of Heavenly Fire Transformation, Yanlong Po.

This style of cultivation, the sound and light effects, incomparable, before the room was almost completely collapsed, Ding Huo barely mastered the key to it, but there is a final change, which cannot be practiced.

Because Ding Huo found that if he wanted to rehearse this change, he had to change the sky fire and deduce the fifth change.

The first three changes, in the name of thunder, thunder hell, thunder flash, and thunderstorm robbery, correspond to melee combat, long-range attack, range, and three attack techniques.

And the three changes in the middle, in the name of Yan, Yan Dragon Break, Yan Armor Slash, Yan Wing Strike, looking at the meaning of the word, you can infer that it is definitely not as focused on move changes as the first three styles, but there is another mystery, and the three styles are one, and after all the cultivation is completed, there will be the final mystery.

However, if you want to make up for the fifth change of Tianhuo, the time it takes will be nearly double that of the previous deduction of the fourth change, after all, the Tianhuo change is in the order of nine, the larger the number, the more complicated the change, and the more laborious it is to deduce.

Now that the level of Ding Huo's Force has not yet arrived, it is not the time to cultivate, and it is the most important thing to spend all his energy on mastering the Heavenly Fire Transformation Fourth Form Flame Dragon Break, and cultivating it skillfully.

In the past few days, Ding Huo has also been in his mind, deducing the changes in the Hokage puppet technique, which could only reach the first stage of the Hokage, and now it has been figured out how to use the second stage puppet, as long as it is practiced slightly, it can be applied in actual combat.

Everything is ready.

Just waiting for the decisive battle tomorrow to come.

Just when Ding Huo closed his eyes and recuperated his mind, repeatedly deducing the changes of Yanlongpo in his mind in preparation for tomorrow's battle, suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door of the fighting room, it was definitely not Ami, Ding Huo was familiar with Ami's footsteps.

Who?

Ding Huo opened his eyes, and saw a woman wearing a cloak, pushing the door in, and outside the door, there was another person standing, it was a black-clothed guard, and it was also a black-clothed guard that Ding Huo was familiar with, the pale man.

The pale man made eye contact with Ding Huo, revealing an expression of 'you be careful', warning Ding Huo not to act rashly.

The...... And who?

Ding Huo ignored the pale man, but focused his attention on the woman.

When she lifted her hood, she revealed her flowing eyes and slightly thicker but extremely sexy lips...... , Ding Huo immediately recognized who she was.

The seven-colored flower princess Parry.

...... What an unexpected visitor.

The two looked at each other and were silent for a long time.

In the end, it was Pari who spoke first: "Iron Mask Boy, I'll take one last look at you." ”

Ding Huo was a little surprised: "You have a terminal illness and are going to die?"

“...... Bastard guy. Pari was a little annoyed, "You're going to die tomorrow, and you're still so poor." ”

"I see, tomorrow in the gladiatorial arena, you can still see me, you don't have to come so early to say goodbye. Ding Huo shook his head, he and this seven-colored flower princess are not friends, there is no need to have a life and death parting, besides, he may not die tomorrow.

"I'm leaving the bloody arena tonight, and I'm afraid I won't be able to see your blood, the wonderful scene of the moment when the blood ring is filled. The voice of the princess of the seven-colored flower was full of malice, "Do you regret not becoming my slave? If you come to lick my toes now, this princess can still think about it!"

Different from her provocative words, Parry's facial expression was very sweet, not only smiling, but also winking at Ding Huo, like a lover's laughter.

Split personality......?

Ding Huo was depressed, and he didn't know what tricks this prodigal princess was doing, so he had to keep silent.

But when she heard the seven-colored flower princess viciously mocking Ding Huo about to die, she opened her palm, showed a crystal key and a bead full of flames to Ding Huo, and motioned Ding Huo to take it away.

What is it?

Ding Huo looked at Pari suspiciously, and then at her hand.

“...... Hmph, in an hour, this princess will take the military airship provided by the bloody arena and leave here, iron mask boy, you only have this one chance, why don't you kneel on the ground and beg for mercy quickly, this princess can consider taking you as a slave and taking you away with her!"

At the mention of the words 'military airship', Pari pointed to the crystal key with her fingertips.

Ding Huo immediately thought, is this the key to a flying ship?

Since Pari mentioned that she will leave on the military spaceship provided by the Bloody Arena, then the airship she took when she came must have stayed in the Bloody Arena, can this key open the flying ship?

Seeing Ding Huo's thoughtful doubts, Pari nodded slightly.

Ding Huo was clear.

The seven-colored flower princess Pari has been transformed into an ally who has been supported before the big war?

Dan Ding Huo has no relationship with Pari for no reason, and Ding Huo absolutely believes that before he lost his memory, he was not one of Pari's boyfriends, although he was wearing an iron mask, Ding Huo also knew that he and Pari looked absolutely alike, and there was definitely no blood relationship.

Princess Seven Colored Flowers, why should you help yourself?

Ding Huo hesitated for a moment, and then took the spar key from Parry's hand, this key may not be used, if it can be used, it means that Ding Huo has escaped, and when the time comes, Ding Huo will naturally have the opportunity to repay the seven-colored flower princess.

The corners of Pari's mouth were full of smiles, and she suddenly stepped forward, kissed lightly on the iron mask on Ding Huo's face, and opened and closed her mouth, but there were a few silent words: Don't die, my iron-masked prince.