The lights were bright, and the two figures were staggering in the wide arena.

The heavy serrated broadsword was lifted above the pitch-black long hammer, sealing the opponent's retreating strength. The burly armored samurai stepped forward and slashed off his opponent's arm, and then the blade made a strange S-shape, almost slicing off the opponent's neck.

"Poof!"

It was a humanoid creature that was slashed, also clad in heavy armor. He held the hilt of the knife around his neck with one hand, pushed it out, shook his head, and said, "Lord Earl's strength is getting better and better, and I can't fight anymore." ”

This is not a sycophant, Kompler is a general of an alien war, with a combat power of up to 7600, how can his strength be weak?

Under the pressure of this 800 times gravity, he is really no match for Kompler.

"You're slacking, Carter."

Count Compler put away his broadsword and prepared to end the day's training.

At this moment, a ghostly shadow appeared on the outside of the gravity chamber and said in a gloomy voice, "Lord Earl, we may be in a little trouble. ”

"What's the trouble?"

Kompler turned back and walked outward, his steps as steady as a mountain.

"Someone from the Blackclaw Gang said that their stronghold was suddenly taken and a noodle worm died." Black Shadow Road.

Flour worms, that is, the name of those slaves who are manipulated to play match-fixing. Since it is not easy to obtain every place, this kind of off-the-field death is a lot of loss for a nobleman who participates in the Kuroshio Tide gladiatorial battle, which is enough to make any nobleman angry.

However, Kompler was very calm and said slowly: "Who did it?" ”

"It's an alien viscount named Katchi. According to the information, he originally lived in the remote Twenty-first Star, but he also achieved a breakthrough due to the capture of an apostle-level Outlander. This time I came to the main star, and I came to fight with the Kuroshio, so I picked a persimmon that looked softer. The Shadow said.

"Apostles...... That seems like a hassle. Kompler touched his chin, his eyes deep.

The death of No. 3 left him with one less piece, and if he had such a strong opponent, his chances of winning the championship would have dropped by at least ten points.

Even if he is as calm as him, he can't tolerate it.

"A viscount who just broke through, huh? Marcus, I slapped Phyllis and Kayla for you and him for me tonight. Kompler said behind his back.

"Leave no mouth alive?" Marcus asked.

It's a pity that an apostle-level slave was killed like this. If you can be included in the command, maybe you can play a greater value.

"Too late? And if there's a month left? I might consider cultivating an extra noodle worm. Now there's only one week left, a slave that even the newly promoted nobles can't fight against? But it's not as valuable as our prestige. "Kompler finished? Without looking back, he walked outside.

Marcus replied in understanding, and disappeared from the place.

At the same time? Cheng Hai, from the Black Claw Gang stronghold, is meeting a strange guest.

"Huh, hey, hey? Hello Viscount Kachi. Am I the same as you? He is a descendant of the Golden God Society, Viscount Modo. Viscount Modo smiled kindly, and was very serious about Cheng Haitao.

Cheng Hai glanced at his clothes, although the aesthetic separation between them didn't know how many galaxies? But can you still see it? The clothes of this person in front of him are very gorgeous, not only inlaid with precious stones, but the down on the edge is also shiny, which belongs to the level of high-end luxury.

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

Isn't it his style to rely on violence all the time? A fellow nobleman suddenly came to the door, and he was happy to communicate with him.

"Oh? Is it so, we heard about you on Planet 21? That's why I came to visit. Mordo said with a grin.

"You guys?"

Cheng Hai suddenly became interested.

It's well organized, he likes to organize.

"Please."

Bukri brought a special drink from the star of Katani.

"Thank you."

Modo nodded graciously? Putting drinks on the table? Then he continued to say to Cheng Hai: "We heard that you came to the main star this time? It's for the Kuroshio gladiatorial fight, so are you planning to settle on the main planet in the future? ”

"Well, I have a house in Zone A, and if I have good grades, I can consider it." Cheng Hai nodded.

"Oh, that's pretty good."

Viscount Modo smiled, and then continued: "But I wonder if you have any plans in advance for the use planning and interpersonal development here?" ”

Cheng Hai's expression changed, and he said suspiciously: "What are you...... Someone to sell money? ”

"No, no, no."

Viscount Modo hurriedly waved his hand and said, "I am a small circle of more than thirty nobles, and I have a good resource, and I can also provide you with some advice on future development." ”

"For example?" Cheng Hai raised his eyebrows.

"For example, some of the bad habits you developed in the twenty-first star, it's best to ...... here Eh hey hey. Mordo smiled and didn't continue.

"I've thought about that."

Cheng Hai's gaze sank, and then gently patted Duo Mo's back, and grabbed the back of his neck upward, and suddenly smiled: "But this kind of thing can't be changed by saying it, if you can't give me a heart-warming proposal, maybe I will decide...... Change from tomorrow, hehehe......"

The gloomy smile gave Mordo's goosebumps all over his body. It's just that his good professionalism kept him calm and still greeted Cheng Hai with a smile.

"Aha, ahaha...... I mean, we can help you to blend in with the real aristocracy little by little at a minimum, instead of being squeezed back into this remote corner by other arrogant marquises and dukes like an upstart. ”

"Minimal overhead? How so? ”

Cheng Hai sent his hand away, took a sip of his drink, and ignored the three words of nouveau riche with a demeaning connotation.

Although there are also a lot of pure crystals left in Kachi's inheritance, his current assets, that is, an ordinary small company owner, are not comparable to real estate-level bigwigs like the Marquis Duke.

"Yes, we are proficient in the communication etiquette of the major nobles, and what they like to eat, wear, do, and go to is all under our control. As long as you join our circle, we can share the economy and experience the most upscale life with the smallest expenses. Modo smiled and spread his hands, like a salesman with a good performance.

"You explain to me what the sharing economy is......" Cheng Hai frowned.

If you don't understand it wrongly, this cub is probably a cheat.

"If you join, we'll have thirty-six people in our circle. The ticket for the ordinary gladiatorial tournament is 10,000 pure crystals, and the price of the Kuroshio knockout tournament is 300 times that of the past, even if you have a large gang, it is difficult to bear the cost. Ah, of course, if you have a quota for gladiatorial entry, you can get a 50% discount. If each of us spreads it evenly, each person only needs less than 50,000 pure crystals to enjoy a Kuroshio gladiatorial match, don't you think it's cheap? ”

"!"

Cheng Hai couldn't help but scold.

What the hell is this...... Isn't it just a spell?!

Thirty-six people share a ticket, and one is replaced by one after taking a photo and posting a fork, so can you still watch this gladiatorial match?

So Mocha this so-called circle...... Is it called the Katani Ladies Group?