"Whew..."

As the month finally came to an end, Roque put down his wooden knife and looked south, where the Holy Mary Joy's Colosseum was located.

The money-hungry slave owners would hardly miss this opportunity to make a big splash, and almost the entire population of Mary Joy, the Holy Land, knew that there was a disgraced naval recruit who was going to compete in the Colosseum, and that a twelve-year-old boy wanted to challenge the slaves in order to get a sum of money.

Therefore, during the training in the past few days, although the recruits and navies around him did not dare to provoke him again, they would still whisper on the sidelines.

"Is that kid going to the Colosseum?"

"Hmph, it's really a shame for our navy, and we have to fight with those slaves."

"He's going to be torn apart by those slaves, right?"

"That's really great, we don't need this kind of person in the Navy."

The ridicule and ridicule continued, and of course there were some of them who wished that he had been torn alive by those slaves, such as the guy Lika.

He looked at Roque with hatred on his face, wishing he could tear him alive himself.

"He won't live long." Ricka smiled in a low voice at the recruits around him.

"Huh? What's going on? ”

"Just look at it." Lica didn't say much, apparently this guy hadn't learned to be obedient yet, and secretly made a little move behind his back.

...

"Ro, Lord Roque, your game is about to begin."

A man walked into the dormitory and said respectfully to Roque, but his face did not hide the greed in it.

Nasty, slave owner.

"yes, I see." Roque said indifferently, but then he realized that the corners of his clothes seemed to be ripped by someone.

"Luo, Roque, or you don't want to participate." Hancock stared at him with two eyes on his worried face.

She pursed her lips, as if she had decided something, "Or... Roque, don't go to the prison, I, I'd better go back to prison. ”

Hancock lowered her head, like a little beast that had done something wrong, and her heart had been beating for the past few days when she learned that Roque was going to the Colosseum for him.

She didn't want to be a slave anymore, but she didn't want Roque to risk her sake, because she also knew what the Colosseum of the Draconians was, and many of them had been forcibly taken to the Colosseum in her prison, and although some of them came back alive, there were some missing parts on their bodies.

She was afraid that Roque would never return, and she was afraid that he would be hurt, so she finally mustered up the courage to say this to Roque today.

"It's okay, I'll win."

Roque said in a soft and loving voice, "Hancock, let's go with you, to witness my victory, hahahaha." ”

He brought Hancock with him so that she could really grow up, after all, this was a world full of pirates, a world of power.

If you want to grow up and protect yourself, then you must witness bloody battles, whether it is the battle between the navy and the pirates, or the struggle between slaves, this is the rule of this world.

The Empress Cultivation Plan starts now, Oye!

...

Along the way, he met a lot of navies, and those navies were also planning to make a bet or two, after all, the Colosseum's bet was on the entire Holy Land of Mary Joy, and of course almost all the navies cast contemptuous glances at him, thinking that he had lost the face of the navy.

Some, however, pretended to be sorry, but their eyes were full of excitement, apparently thinking that he would die at the hands of the slaves, and that they would make a fortune by placing their bets.

Hancock's small hand tugged at the corner of Roque's coat tightly, and his face couldn't hide the worry on his face.

"Roque—" Anos looked at him with a frown, a little worried but a little lost.

"Uncle, it turns out that you are here, I thought you were not coming." Roque laughed.

"You stinky boy, why do you keep getting into so much trouble?"

"Okay, uncle, I'm ready to go to the game, you can help me take care of Hancock."

Roque pushed Hancock in front of Anos, and although the look on the uncle's face was not very good, he knew that the uncle would definitely not embarrass Hancock.

"Ahh

"Waugh... Before I started fighting, I sighed one by one, making me feel like I was going to die..."Looking at the backs of Arnos and Hancock leaving, Roque was a little speechless.

But there are some things he can't say, can he say that he is immortal? When the time comes, just don't get caught by those crazy scientists in the Navy and dissect it.

...

This path Roque is quite familiar with, after all, he was the one who brought the pirate Gus to the Colosseum before.

It's just that I didn't expect today's protagonist to be myself.

It's kind of funny.

But... For some reason, Roque felt his blood boiling, like a gambler who had exhausted his entire wealth to gamble his life.

The familiar feeling is back.

In his previous life, when he participated in those extreme sports, he climbed from thousands of meters of peaks and swam past schools of sharks, and he felt the same way.

The inexplicable excitement in my heart...

And after the time crossing, this feeling is much less.

Is it because you are about to face a real fight? This feeling had only been felt once when he crossed over, and that was when he was fighting with Qishan, and it was a real life-and-death struggle, although he said that he would not die.

In fact, he came to participate in the Colosseum, in addition to earning the million Berry, there is a more important reason that he needs to fight to temper himself, and he needs real fighting to sharpen himself.

He urgently needs to improve his strength, and only when he has the strength to be proud of others can he be at the top of this world, to hang others, to keep playing tricks to death.

At least so far in the navy, he has no way to take on the mission for the time being, and there is no way to improve himself through real fighting, so he chose this place.

Huge iron railings were erected in this hole**, but this did not prevent Roque from seeing the scene outside.

"Wow, ah!!hhh There were bursts of excited cheers and screams outside.

"Hey, old watch, are you ready, it's time to start." Roque said with a smile.

"Well... It's so annoying, these trash, it's so noisy, just kill them all, just kill them. A black ghost emerged, and he stepped aside, his palms tapping against the surrounding stone walls.

Touch! Touch! Touch!

From time to time, small rocks fell from the top of his head.

Damn, don't do this, old watch, if I accidentally collapse this cave, I have to fight first...