In Box Nine on the top floor.

Marshal Ling watched Qin Feng's figure disappear at the entrance of the gladiatorial arena, and said thoughtfully: "This little guy seems to be a little not simple. ”

The man next to him never thought so: "It's just a prisoner, no matter how powerful it is, how powerful can it be?" That opponent of his, who looks bluffing, but if I make a shot, I can knock him out in a few rounds! ”

Marshal Ling snorted coldly: "You are a high-achieving student from Tiange Academy, don't you seem to be inferior compared to a prisoner?" ”

Hu never spoke anymore.

Marshal Ling thought for a moment and continued: "It seems a bit hasty to make a conclusion now, let's take a look first, if he has the ability to live to the end, maybe ......"

Maybe something, he didn't continue, but Hu Cong already understood what he meant, saluted silently, and then exited the box.

In the space under the arena.

As a preferential treatment for the winner, Qin Feng was arranged in a well-appointed lounge, where all kinds of delicacies and drinks were served openly, and if he was injured, he would also receive good treatment until the next gladiatorial fight began.

Of course, according to the usual practice, the light brain will not let the same gladiator play continuously in a short period of time, so Qin Feng can get at least half an hour of rest, and if he is lucky, it is possible to play for more than an hour.

There is a huge high-definition stereoscopic projection screen on the wall, and the second gladiatorial fight has begun, and it is still a one-on-one fight to the death.

After a short period of mutual temptation, the two sturdy men were entangled together, swords and swords, blood were drawn, and the sound of sharp blades entering the flesh and suppressed roars came and went.

In this kind of bloody and cruel event, bloodshed and casualties are commonplace, and after any gladiator comes on the field, there are only two outcomes waiting for him, either to kill and maim his opponent, or to be killed and maimed himself, there is no third possibility.

Therefore, in order to survive, the gladiators went all out after entering the arena, and all kinds of vicious and vicious moves were displayed without scruples, striving to kill the opponent in the shortest possible time and lay the victory, because there were more than one or two outlaw gladiatorial fights waiting for them, and it was also very important to preserve physical strength and persist until the end.

Gradually, the movements of the two sides of the gladiatorial fight became faster and faster, and the audience who did not have a certain strength foundation could barely see their movements, only to see the sharp sword light and sword shadows crisscrossing between the two, rushing like a storm.

Dozens of seconds later, with a terrible roar, the two entangled figures suddenly separated and retreated in unison.

One of the guys had his left elbow severed along with his shield, and red blood gushed out, leaving a large pool of blood under his feet, and several deep wounds on his chest and waist.

And his opponent's situation was even more miserable, the light armor on his body was completely shattered, and two extremely deep sword marks crossed left and right, almost completely cutting off the upper half of his body, and internal organ fragments and a large amount of blood gushed out uncontrollably.

"Kill...... Kill him...... Hurry up ......"

Such a bloody and tragic scene made the mood of the spectators in the audience climb to a high climax, many of them were so excited that their faces were red and their breath was short, and some people jumped onto their seats in a forgetful manner, shouting hoarsely and cheering.

This kind of private underground event, where death and ruthlessness are the biggest selling points, as well as unrestricted betting, make this kind of scene the most popular with spectators.

The creature who had almost been torn apart moved his lips, barely moved half a step, and then fell straight down, he had already run out of oil, and with such a serious injury, it was impossible to have the strength to continue fighting.

The referee immediately announced the result, and then asked the winner to be helped back to treat his injuries, and the defeated guy was dragged away, and the body was thrown into the field to feed the alien beasts.

"It's a pity that the gladiators can't bet on their own, and they don't have any friends to help, otherwise they will definitely be able to win a lot of star coins this time." Qin Feng in the lounge muttered to himself.

Of course, with your own strength, there are many ways to earn resources, and as long as you are promoted to the level of prison tyrant, you can participate in the gambling game in the field, which is not bad.

The third match of the light brain random match was quickly revealed, and the bloody and brutal gladiatorial battles continued, and each event did not last long, at least a few minutes, and at most no more than ten minutes, and life and death would be divided.

The subordinates of the five prison tyrants of the United Prison take turns to play like a marquee, as well as slave warriors, black fist masters, alien powerhouses from other underground organizations, etc., and from time to time a certain alien beast will join in.

In the gladiatorial arena, one battle after another came to an end, mutilated corpses were constantly dragged away, and the blood on the alloy ground was washed again and again, but the pungent smell of blood could not be washed away.

During this period, Qin Feng was drawn by the light brain again and played once, but the guy he faced this time was about the same strength as Larsen in the first game, so he easily got it with a few moves and continued to come back to rest.

With the passage of time, the form of gladiatorial fighting has quietly changed, from one-on-one at the beginning, to the alien beast in the back, the human race against the alien powerhouse, or two and two duels, or a team of gladiators working together to deal with a powerful and terrifying alien beast, etc.

At this moment, in order to compete for that slim chance of survival, all the gladiators have almost gone crazy, leaving all their emotions behind and turning into the purest killing machines, just trying to kill their opponents to live, and life has become the cheapest thing in this situation.

Qin Feng saw several familiar faces exhausted in the gladiatorial fight, and finally reduced to cold corpses, Xu Gangyan also played twice, and killed the opponent without danger and returned victoriously, only slightly injured.

An hour later, the light brain finally drew Qin Feng again.

And this time it is not a solo battle, but a team battle, with twenty people on each side, carrying cold weapons on the field to fight brutally until one of the people is completely dead.

"You've got a minute to prepare, hurry!"

With a cold face, the captain of the guard ordered the prisoners who had been drawn.

"No, no...... I can't stand it! ”

A prisoner who was so anxious that he lost control of his emotions jumped to his feet, screaming like mad as he could.

"Look for death!"

The captain of the guard coldly gestured to cut his neck, and several team members behind him raised their guns and fired a volley, and the powerful particle gun instantly smashed the guy into a sieve, and the mangled corpse collapsed to the ground, and blood shot out dozens of meters away.

There was silence all around, and none of the remaining prisoners dared to blow up the stabs, silently speeding up their preparations.

"This pig is dead, let the light brain draw another person to make up for it, and make up for twenty." The captain of the guard commanded as usual.

In a few moments, twenty people had all selected the cold weapons in their hands and lined up in a line, Qin Feng stood in the first place and led them towards the entrance of the gladiatorial arena.

Amid the thunderous cheers of the surrounding audience, Qin Feng entered again, his expression calm and casual, as if he was a rich and noble son who had come for an outing.

The team on the opposite side appeared in the field of vision almost at the same time, all of them were big men of the same color, all of them were more than two meters tall, with heavy swords and huge shields, alloy armor all over their bodies, and inhuman cruelty in their indifferent eyes, and the thick bloody aura could not be concealed at all.

Qin Feng immediately came to the judgment that this should be an elite member who came out of an underground dead soldier training camp, with a genetic index above 80, not only did they know how to cooperate closely with each other, but each member had no less than hundreds of lives in their hands.

It is indeed a very strong team, and if it is played well, it is not a problem for this team to work together to clean up a powerful alien beast with a gene index of 200, although it will have to pay a corresponding price.

"Boss, will we win?"

Xu Gangyan beside him asked in a nervous whisper, he also saw that the opponent this time was not simple, if nothing else, his team would be killed by the other party in a few minutes.

Qin Feng's expression remained unchanged: "It's okay, everyone just listen to my command and ensure that you all have a chance to go back alive." ”

There was a convincing strange power in his words, causing the fellow prisoners to nod their heads in agreement, and obediently formed a small assault formation as he commanded.

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