In the Barbarian Colosseum, the boiling cheers soared into the sky and pierced the night sky, spreading around, as if to release the enthusiasm of the entire Colosseum audience. Outside the Colosseum, there were spectators waiting for the next duel to begin, and the expressions on their faces seemed to be looking forward to the next battle, and they all showed concern when they heard the cheers in the wall.

At this time, in a dilapidated tavern near the Colosseum, Mo Qianying and the Szrass brothers sat in the corner, deliberately using the stairs in the tavern to avoid everyone's attention.

After Skelets recovered his state, his temperament changed, he was humble and polite when he was sick, but now he is arrogant, he is simply the kind of person who has to kick three times when he sees a tree on the road, and with his unusually strong physique, he doesn't even need to look at it to know that this person is a natural evil star.

But fortunately, he seems to have a grateful attitude towards Mo Qianying for helping him recover, so he has a lot of respect for Mo Qianying, even if there is that habitual pride between his eyebrows, he will subconsciously restrain a little when facing Mo Qianying, and put on an expression that he thinks is humble.

"If you have any requests, just say it." Szrass looked at Mo Qianying, "I can help you if I can do it, but this will require me to regain the title of champion of the Colosseum, because only after I have regained the status and honor I deserve will I have a place in this royal city." ”

Mo Qianying immediately smiled, and then nodded at him: "Very good, since you have this mind, then I don't have to talk nonsense with you anymore." But don't worry, what I want you to do has to do with the Colosseum, and it has to happen tonight. ”

Scrass was a little surprised by Mo Qianying's words, but he didn't ask too much, but nodded, and motioned for Mo Qianying to continue.

"Before I do that, there are some things I want you to know." Mo Qianying turned his face away, then took off the mask, and then at the moment when he was about to change back to his original form, he adjusted the mask to the appearance of the Grand Commander, and then put it back on. With all of this done, Mo Qianying slowly turned back to face Skrass, a serious expression on her face that was the standard of a Grand Commander.

"Grand Commander!" Szrass immediately recognized who the person in front of him was, after all, as the former champion of the Colosseum, he still knew that the number one guard around the king of the barbarians.

The barbarian boy next to him obviously also knew who the Great Commander was, and suddenly stood up and his face was a little pale, as if he remembered that he had been drinking to Mo Qianying at the beginning, for fear that he would start to settle accounts with himself because of this matter, and suddenly his feet were weak and he was about to kneel down on the spot.

"Don't make a noise." Mo Qianying grabbed the barbarian boy, and then immediately lowered his voice, and said to Scrath in a very mysterious posture, "I came out for you this time, because I know that the person who defeated you has a problem, he is a spy sent by the Central Plains, and intends to use tonight's celebration to be the king of the line, so I need your help." ”

Scalas's eyes lit up, and he nodded suddenly: "Even if you command, I will help you do this even if I die." As he spoke, his eyes were completely different, and he seemed to have an inexplicable fanaticism. It is clear that he has a more respectful attitude towards the Grand Archmaster than anyone else, and this phenomenon has also been shown in other NPCs.

For Mo Qianying, he didn't care why these NPCs had such respect for the Grand Commander, he only cared if he could achieve his goal, but seeing Scaras's reaction, when he knew that there would be no problem with the next arrangement, he cleared his throat and explained his next plan to him.

"Actually, what I want you to do isn't too difficult." Mo Qianying looked at Scalas and said slowly, "As far as I know, that group of Central Plains people have already bought off some gladiators in the Colosseum, and plan to assassinate the king after they win the championship. Since we don't know who was bought, the safest thing to do is to let someone you trust win the championship and kill all your opponents in the course of the match. ”

Scalas looked confident when he heard this: "It's no problem at all, as long as I'm present, their tricks won't succeed, anyway, I'll leave this matter to me!" He patted his chest to show that he was fine.

Mo Qianying nodded with satisfaction: "Of course, it's great that you can have such a big determination, but before that, I still have to confirm with you, for the sake of safety, I have already placed people in the Colosseum in advance, and after you find a way to go in, you will find him to form a team, just say that I arranged for you to participate in our plan, but the person who was inserted in is just a chess piece of mine, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, don't mention anything else to him." ”

Scalas nodded approvingly: "It's worthy of being a Grand Commander, and I think about the problem so comprehensively, so what's the name of the person who teamed up with me, and how can I find him?" ”

"That guy isn't hard to find, when you go in, you find a guy wearing a black iron mask armor is him, his name is Night Stalker, he is an outlaw I found outside, maybe he has caused trouble inside." Mo Qianying said to Scalas with a serious face, and quietly bought the night owl.

"No problem! Then I'll go find someone now! Scalas stood up, then motioned for the barbarian boy to leave with him.

Mo Qianying also stood up with him, and then casually changed the mask back again, turning back into the middle-aged barbarian with an unremarkable appearance.

At the moment when the three of them just walked out of the corner of the stairs, several barbarian gladiators suddenly walked in from the door, talking and laughing, while kicking away all the people in the way, tables, chairs and benches, looking quite arrogant. The big man at the head turned his eyes to Scaras and immediately walked over with a smile.

Scaras's face changed when he saw the group, but soon a sneer appeared on his face, as if he had something in mind.

"Yo! Isn't this a former champion? I heard that you are so sick that you are dying, and it really touches me that you can still come to such a place to be embarrassed! "The big man has a big tongue when he speaks, and he obviously has drunk a lot of wine.

Scalas didn't answer him, and just stepped forward and knocked him to the ground with a punch, and then shot them all out with a lightning bolt before the others could react.

"I've got my tickets." Scalas pulled out a token from the big man who had been knocked to the ground and swung it towards Mo Qianying.

The others present suddenly looked sideways, and seemed to recognize Scalas.

"Our champion is back!" There was a distant shout outside, as if to spread the news throughout the royal city.