Shenzhou in the Western Regions is close to the sea, and most of the people living in this land go out to sea to fish for their business, and they are rich in seafood.

Different from the land of the Northern Barbarians, the various industries in the Western Regions are more developed, the buildings are antique, singing and dancing, often claiming to be the state of etiquette, the Shangguan clan unifies the dynasty, and establishes the Western Regions State, however, the royal power is not supreme, and many major events still need to ask the temple, even if the king, he must kneel and pray to the gods.

The capital of the Western Regions.

On Wangcheng Avenue, an iron cage prison car has attracted the attention of passers-by, not that there is anything special about the prison car, in fact, many identical prison cars have appeared one after another in the past few days.

What made passers-by curious was the person in the prisoner car, with his hair scattered, completely unable to see his face, his clothes were in tatters, and they were stained with dark red blood, and at first glance he had not been cleaned for months, a slave, such a look, it was indeed unprecedented!

The prisoner van stopped in front of an inn, and passers-by covered their noses to avoid it.

As soon as the innkeeper went out of the door, he was smoked by a foul smell, if it wasn't for the person who came to offend, he was afraid of scolding.

"Lao Xu, I said that you are not blocking me? I opened the door to do business, and if you get such a thing, the diners are scolding your mother!" The innkeeper is a middle-aged man, with a fat head and big ears, and at a glance, he knows that life is quite moist.

"What do you know? This is my god of wealth, whether you can get the king's reward or not, count on him, you don't ink, I will pay three times the price of the hotel. The middle-aged man known as Lao Xu jumped out of the carriage and handed the reins to the shopkeeper.

"God of Wealth?" The innkeeper looked at the slaves in the prisoner car incredulously, and really couldn't see how to hook up with the God of Wealth, so he couldn't help but remind kindly: "Lao Xu, don't blame me for not reminding you, this time the king is a fighting arena specially held for the coming-of-age ceremony of the lord of the western realm, slave owners from all over the world have heard the news, and there are many strong and sturdy slaves, I see that you are a slave who is dying, and his body is thin and thin, don't play and it's over! In my opinion, you better pick a strong and decent one!"

Lao Xu was not happy when he heard this, and retorted on the spot: "What do you know! Although my slave is not good-looking, his fighting skills are very good! I have already won 10 fights in a row." ”

"What?" the innkeeper was shocked, and couldn't help but look at the caged man carefully.

Mo said that it was the innkeeper, and passers-by were also exclaimed, you know, there are very few slaves who can win 10 consecutive victories in the fighting arena!

"Okay! Hurry up and take it down, just throw him some bones and scraps to fill his stomach. When Lao Xu was proud, he told the shopkeeper to pull it away quickly, he was also fed up with the unpleasant smell from the slave.

The shopkeeper was immediately relieved, and hurriedly pulled the prisoner cart to the backyard.

In addition to his hobby of singing and dancing, the bloody fighting arena is also a favorite entertainment program for the aristocratic crowd, and almost every event, fighting shows are held in various places.

And this kind of fighting, never to the death, but whoever plays, only the winner can walk off the field alive.

Because the supply outstripped supply, in addition to slaves, criminals, families of offending nobles, and blasphemous heretics were all sent to the field.

Of course, there are also those who have performed well and are favored by the aristocratic crowd as exclusive slaves, although exclusive slaves may inevitably die in the end, but they can wear decent clothes and eat decent food, and they don't have to continue to live in iron cages, and most of the slaves desperately show this is also for this.

However, it is not easy to become an exclusive slave, and once a fighter is in the arena, he must fight endlessly until he has killed all the challengers and won the final victory.

The fighting arena of the royal city is set up in the most prosperous area, the scale of the building is very large, it can accommodate tens of thousands of people to watch, it is built with a spherical appearance, the viewing platform is set up with a table in addition to the main position, the others are stone stairs to provide sitting and watching, the viewing platform is about three meters from the ground, which greatly guarantees the safety of the viewers, and the surrounding walls are covered with iron gates, about 10 or more, and the slaves of the fighting are entering and exiting through these iron gates.

Western Regions calendar, 503 year, spring, sunny.

In the Wangcheng Fighting Arena, the crowd on the viewing platform was boiling, because the seats were full, and many people chose to stand to watch.

"The king has arrived!" shouted the herald with a megaphone on the throne.

The audience was silent.

I saw an old man slowly walking to the main seat under the escort of the Wangcheng guards, and behind him was a group of officials and several young men and women, these men and women, the men were handsome, the women were charming, and one of the girls attracted special attention.

"Wow! See, this is the county lord of the Western Realm, it is really a national beauty!"

"Well, if I could get her favor, I'd be willing to let me die soon. ”

"It's just you, forget it! There is no hope in this life, and I think it will be difficult in the next life!"

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There was a lot of discussion in the crowd, all pointing to the bright and bright-toothed girl who was watching the chairman.

"Let's get started!" the old man sitting in the chair seemed impatient.

"The king ordered, and the fight began. ”

The crowd of spectators cheered and boiled as the fighters entered.

First up on the stage were two tall and muscular men, both holding stout maces, one red and one blue, distinct.

"Limei, who do you think will win?" a young man began to talk.

"Second Prince, I don't know anything about martial arts, you should ask the eldest prince about this. The girl replied very decently.

The young man known as the eldest prince smiled and said slowly: "Sister Li is too outward, my father has already named you the county lord, so it is not an exaggeration for you to call me Brother Qi, the eldest prince is harsh to hear." ”

The second prince on the side had a strange glint in his eyes, but he didn't answer.

The girl smiled politely and said softly: "Thank you for the eldest prince's love, my father has an order, respect and humility must not be messed up, Li Yueli is the daughter of a subordinate after all." ”

When the old man on the throne heard this, he couldn't help but glance at the middle-aged man sitting beside him, and immediately picked up the wine bottle and said: "Marquis of the Western Realm, this king likes Li'er very much, you teach your daughter to have a way, drink this bottle." ”

The middle-aged man's expression tightened, and he hurriedly raised the wine bottle and said: "The king's love is a blessing for a little girl, and the subordinates dare not be ashamed." ”

The old man smiled with satisfaction and looked up to drink.

At this time, there was a commotion in the field, cheering and scolding, it turned out that there was a change in the field, and most people were optimistic that the red side fighter who bet was smashed by the blue side.

Soon, several guards hurried into the scene and dragged away the body.

The second scene kicked off with the iron gate being opened.

The appearance is a ragged savage, called a savage because his facial features are completely unclear due to his cape.

Seeing the people who appeared, the audience was eerily silent.

The eldest prince's eyes flashed with anger, and he shouted angrily: "Bold, my king has specially set up a fighting arena, which slave owner doesn't know how to get such a thing out?"

A middle-aged man in his 40s ran out trembling slightly, and hurriedly knelt down towards the main platform and said: "Back to the eldest prince, the villain Xu Mao knocked, it's not that the villain doesn't want to decorate, but this person has a quirk in life, and no one is allowed to touch him, and several of the villain's subordinates want to help him groom and be killed." ”

Hearing this, Li Yueli couldn't help but be curious about the person who appeared, but all slaves tried their best to dress themselves up, in order to be accepted as an exclusive slave by the photo, this person acted so differently!

"What's his name, and where does he come from?" Apparently, the eldest prince was also curious.

"Back to the eldest prince, we call him nameless, deaf and dumb, and three months ago a caravan found him in the desert, when he was dying, and presumably from the depths of the desert. Xu Mao replied truthfully.

Deaf and dumb from the desert?

The eldest prince couldn't help but look at it twice, but looking at the other party's physique and sick appearance, he suddenly lost interest, waved his hand and said: "Pay attention next time, choose a decent slave, if you commit it again, you will be disqualified." ”

Xu Mao didn't dare to defend himself and hurriedly retreated.

This is a battle without suspense, and the discerning people can see that the new entrants are here to give away the heads, and they have invested heavily in the blue side of the strong slaves, and to their delight, the weapons chosen by the wild people are actually a wooden shield and a spear, isn't this a long life?

For a while, there was laughter.

As the call to battle sounded, the blue side couldn't wait to wave their mace and rush towards the wildlings.

I saw that the savage's body squatted slightly to form a horse step, and the shield and spear were intertwined to form a posture of both offense and defense.

Seeing this scene, the second prince couldn't help but sneer: "This slave will die, and he actually wants to use a shield to resist the mace." ”

Li Yueli didn't say anything, in fact, all her attention was attracted by the wild man, and she was also very curious about how the other party would resist the attack.

Seeing that the collision was imminent, the blue side flashed with a fierce light, and the mace in his hand was raised high and smashed towards the other party.

At this moment, a cold glint appeared in the eyes of the wild man, and he ignored the smashed mace, and while the shield was raised, the spear quickly stabbed out.

Bang!!

With a loud bang, the wooden shield was torn apart, and the wild man was thrown aside by the powerful impact.

The audience was silent, the audience's eyes widened in disbelief, and time seemed to freeze in an instant.

Burst!

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Lan Fang clutched the spear that pierced his throat, his mouth opened wide to the limit, and he couldn't breathe anything, and then, his head tilted, and he fell to the ground with a bang.

Defeat the enemy with one move, clean and neat!

The second prince's eyes flashed, and he seemed to be interested in this wild man who was fighting for his life.

The caller came back to his senses and hurriedly shouted with a megaphone: "In the second game, the nameless wins!"

Xu Mao instantly smiled, as if he saw the white silver beckoning to him.

The wild man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stood up silently.

The silent viewing platform suddenly boiled over, and they all cursed angrily at the corpses that had been dragged away.

Soon, a shirtless beast-like man came into view.

Seeing the comers, most of the spectators took a deep breath, and their unusually strong pectoral muscles combined with a height of more than 2 meters can almost be called giants!

I have to say that Xu Mao began to worry, although he had seen the fighting skills of the Nameless, but in the face of absolute power, the skills were not useful.

For a moment, everyone pressed the strong fighter under the sub-heavy bet.

The weapon the man chose was a thick wooden stick, which was very thick and long, and there was no doubt that if it was smashed down, it would be no worse than a mace.

And the savage is still a spear and a wooden shield.