Li Qing's master's name is Borji, and he is an out-and-out miser, a mercenary villain. After this fat knight bought Li Qing and his gang, he didn't give them a moment to breathe, and couldn't wait to give them a brutal hellish training. It is more like training than torture and pastime.

A natural pair, Borgi's wife is an arrogant woman who is fatter, uglier and more brutal than he is. Borgy's wife often abused and beat Borgy, and whenever Borgy was angry at home, he would come to the training ground in a rage and try to torture his slaves to regain his face and regain his strength.

In the past three months, most of Li Qing's companions have died tragically at the hands of this greedy and cruel fat pig.

Today is Athletic Day, a day to celebrate, but it has nothing to do with Li Qing and his companions. Before dawn, Borgy ordered his "well-trained" gladiators to be escorted to the arena. He also confidently prepared a thousand gold coins as a bet for this competition, just waiting for his gladiators to fight for him in the arena and win more honor and wealth.

"I'm sorry, Xiaoyu, I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you again, although I know that you've been disappointed in me... It seems that the promise I made to you will not be kept. Li Qing, whose hands and feet were locked, squatted against a dark corner of the cell where others were not paying attention, and whispered to himself, tears slowly flowing from the corners of his eyes. This tough and stubborn tough guy, even if he was tortured, gritted his teeth and didn't say a word, but at this time he was silently hiding in the corner and crying.

With tears in his eyes, he recalled Mo Xiaoyu's smile when he fell into his arms before he died and what he said to him with the pain, "Ah Qing, promise me, don't be stupid, live well, no matter what others say or think, in my heart, you have always been the innocent and kind A Qing when you were a child, and you have never changed... ”

"Click!" At this moment, the iron door of the cage suddenly rang violently, and accompanied by several guards, the pot-bellied Baron Borgi walked in, covered his nose and complained loudly: "Oh my God! Look at you filth! Disgusting! I'm going to vomit on the rotting crumbs! ”

He glared at the boss with a pair of squinted eyes, spat out phlegm, and lifted the waistband of his pants, "Waste! After a while, I will fight desperately for Lao Tzu, do you know?! Lao Tzu has raised you for three months, don't let Lao Tzu be the wrongdoer。。。 If you dare to lose!? Don't even think about living, Lao Tzu will chop you all up and feed them to the dogs! After Borji scolded them loudly, he immediately changed his face and smiled flatteringly at the man in the cage, "But if you win money for Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu can pay for you once and feed you a good meal." ”

I have long been accustomed to the uncertainty of this fat man, and the people in the cage are silent, everyone knows that they are doomed today, and they may all die in that gladiatorial arena. Even if God opens their eyes and allows them to survive today, what awaits them is a life that is not as good as pigs and dogs, and there is still no hope. So they have a good choice not to give in before they die, and silence and ignorance are their way of resisting, even if they will taste the whip next.

Seeing that they dared to despise him, Borji took out his leather whip and tried to teach this group of lowly slaves a good lesson, but when he thought about the thousand gold coins he had pressed, he angrily took the leather whip back. After cursing a few words, he covered his nose, grabbed the waistband of his trousers, which could never be lifted, and slammed the door in a rage.

Athletic Day is the most anticipated day of the year for the people of Lion Lake City. The sky was bright and the night had not yet receded, and the people of Lion Lake City couldn't wait to gather on the streets and began to pour towards the Lion Lake Arena.

Farmers, blacksmiths, playmakers, clowns, dancers, and groups of laughing and playful children all came in a constant stream of people wandering the already narrow and now congested central street. Everyone's face was filled with cheerful smiles, and the carefree chatter, sarcasm, and laughter of people showed that they were enthusiastic about the event.

The landmark building of Lion Lake City, the Lion Lake Arena, stands on the shore of the sea of ice and fire, this magnificent building covering an area of about 1 hectare, with a total of six floors and a height of more than 20 meters, can accommodate nearly 100,000 spectators. The huge building was already packed with spectators, but there were still people coming from outside the stadium. The audience in the venue is densely gathered in every corner, which can be described as a sea of people. No one would be stupid enough to sit back and watch the whole game, and people stood up straight and looked out at the audience, afraid they would miss something. Today, the entire Lion Lake City is focused on this for the unprecedented competition of the year.

There was a lot of crowding, and people were scrambling to bet on the teams they were supporting. I heard that Baron Bolgi the Fat brought another team of gladiators who had just been trained, but the punters were not optimistic about this often defeated general, so except for Borji himself and high rollers who liked to buy high odds, basically no one bet on Borgy's team.

As in previous years, this year's competition consisted of three parts, the elimination of the cavalry gun battle, the elimination of the sword and shield battle, and the four-way roulette battle. Among them, cavalry and foot battles are often referred to as competitive exhibition competitions, and most of the contestants are local knights or nobles. Because they are all characters with faces in the city, and they all know each other, the players are generally merciful to each other, and the competition will be up to the point, so it is generally not too intense, and there will be no casualties.

However, the four-way roulette battle is different, and compared to the first two games, this game is extremely fierce and brutal. Although there is only one round, the players in the arena are all fighting each other with all their might, because the competition system stipulates that only the winner is eligible to live. The contestants who participated in this competition were all slaves of the nobles, and their lives were not valued, and the nobles generally sent these slaves to participate in the competition with a little training.

In the eyes of the audience, compared with the previous two games, this kind of bloody and sacrificial game is really interesting, so the four-way roulette battle is also the most anticipated game by the audience on the day of the competition.

As a loud drum and trumpet in the arena was played, Count Armadon, the owner of the arena with short golden wavy hair and golden aristocratic costumes, solemnly walked up to the podium, and after saying some polite words, he cut to the chase and said: "Distinguished guests, gentlemen, girls, the annual competitive competition is coming to an end, and it is the most tense and exciting moment! Today's gladiator team participating in the four-way roulette battle is Count Amber's team! The team of Count Kafraka! Baron Ola's team! and Baron Borgi's troops。。。 ”

As he introduced, the four Jazzes sitting in the stands on the first floor waved to the audience one by one. At the same time, with the huge cheers of the audience, the four arches of the gladiators in the arena slowly rose, and the four gladiator teams slowly walked out of the dark arcade, stepped over the arches and entered the arena, appearing in people's sight.

Like all the slaves who were called gladiators, Li Qing was filthy and dressed in shabby clothes, and entered the arena like a refugee fleeing from a wild place. The light was extremely dazzling, and Li Qing's eyes ached, and he instinctively covered his eyes with his hands, but he couldn't hide the angry cheers of tens of thousands of spectators in the arena stands.

The gladiators appeared one after another, and the long-awaited wonderful duel was about to begin, and the entire arena was instantly full of people.

After adapting to it for a while, Li Qing slowly opened his eyes, and his vision gradually became clearer and clearer, and the grandeur of the arena and the grand scene of the crowd made him and his companions feel extremely shocked and unbelievable.

From afar, the gladiators could faintly look up and see their young wives tenderly kissing their children sitting on their husbands' shoulders; Naughty boy takes off his pants and pees under the stands in full view; Dignitaries sat in the best position to taste the wonderful wines.

At noon, the best time of the day comes, when the dazzling sun illuminates this magnificent building and warms the citizens of Lion Lake in the stands.

Under the sun, this ancient building is beautiful, the people in the building are beautiful, everything here is so comfortable and beautiful, far more than 100,000 spectators of different genders, different ages, different origins, all joined this unprecedented grand party, they wore all kinds of costumes, and decorated the original cold and bloody arena magnificently. The noise of the people is like a volcano roaring from the ground, and thousands of people are waving their arms, like the waves of ice and fire. And the gladiators off the field are just a "consumer product" prepared by the host of this party for the guests, which is as exciting as spirits.

"Nope! None of this is true! ”

"Fuck it!"

"Oh my God! Please get me out of this bastard place! I thought that I must have fallen into a cruel and indifferent world, but I never thought that this world was full of happiness, charity, harmony, and gentleness, which made some of Li Qing's companions completely collapse.

They don't understand why they're here, why they're being treated in such inhuman ways, and who banished them here, tortured, and ravaged, so that they, the atheists, begin to think that God is punishing them sinners. Those fragile companions began to yell and shake their heads violently like crazy, trying to wake up from this nightmare, but it backfired, the truth was still so cruel, and their feet were still the scorching soil. They wanted some reason to convince themselves to accept it all, even if it didn't make sense, but nothing but laughter and ridicule from the audience.

"Calm down, everyone, the battle is about to begin, no matter what we are going through now, we can't give up, only if we live there will be hope!" The eldest brother of the group of prisoners, Ankai, hurried to comfort his emotionally uncontrollable companion beside him. Next, a tough battle between life and death awaits them, and reality does not allow them to give up on themselves like this.

"Ankai is right, everyone cheer up, isn't there such an old saying, it's better to die than to live, look, so many people are watching, it's really fucking more lively than a concert, don't cry like a girl, the last journey, don't show people jokes." Li Yao, who was dark-skinned and slightly emaciated in the team, walked to the front of the team, proudly looking at the stands, with a fearless smile on his face, he had always been like this, his words were rough, but they made sense.