Chapter Eighty-Four, The Colosseum

The cold wind suddenly hit the north, and within a few days, there was a light snow in the sky, this snow was not like Luo Xiaoqian's hometown, it was up to the knees and legs, just bits and pieces of snowflakes, falling from the sky, sometimes before it fell, it had already melted, or, falling on the high branches, falling on the roof, falling on the street lamp, did not return to the earth, it just moistened others, like a person's life, twists and turns, no one knows whether they can spend the rest of their lives briskly.

The life of the fallen leaves is only to return to the roots!

Luo Xiaoqian waited for a few days, and finally waited for the day of the opening of the gladiatorial competition, it was impossible to be so easily confused by such a big movement a few days ago, but these days, the city of Rome is really crowded, such a little thing, it is difficult to solve for a while, so it can only be shelved, but it is cheap Luo Xiaoqian, after pretending to be forced, he can still swagger on the streets of Rome, all the way to the ancient Roman Colosseum.

Luo Xiaoqian wore a decent suit, while Kasolonchi was shirtless, and he didn't wear shoes, just a pair of pants, and the two of them looked like a noble master, with an orc slave, but this orc slave was a little terrifying.

The day before yesterday, Luo Xiaoqian had competed with him for a few moves, and after Diana analyzed the data, she came to a conclusion that was somewhat unexpected, in the blood-burning state of the Kasolonci war paint, the strength was above seventy cores, which means that he could also have forty or fifty cores of combat power when he was in an ordinary war paint state, don't underestimate this combat power, after all, in the war with the gods, the combat power of more than fifty cores is considered to be the mainstay, and in the ordinary forces, this is the real main force, the strongest existence.

It's just that even if he is as strong as Kasolonchi, when his woman is controlled, he can only be slaughtered by others, and there is no way.

All human beings have weaknesses.

However, now, Kasolonchi has nothing to worry about, he is a warrior, and from now on, he will only be responsible for Luo Xiaoqian.

The two entered the arena and waited in the rest area.

In this gladiatorial competition, there are more than 10,000 participants, excluding those bastards who join in the fun, and weak chickens who are not strong, there are only more than 1,000 people left.

More than 1,000 people, are evenly divided into ten groups, two by two PK team battles, the rest of the people, will be evenly divided into ten groups, and when there are only more than 100 people, they will be re-semicolonized, and then heads-up, the top 100 can have rich rewards, the higher the ranking, the more rewards.

Luo Xiaoqian's luck is very good, today's 100-person brawl, he is among the candidates, which means that he will have five days of rest after today's game, and those 100-person groups at the bottom of the game, especially the one on the fifth day, even if they win, they will immediately usher in the next game, if the consumption is too large, it is basically hopeless to win.

At about one o'clock in the afternoon, Luo Xiaoqian and Kasolonchi followed the flow of people into the gladiatorial arena, with more than 100 people on each side, separated on both sides of the gladiatorial arena.

This gladiatorial arena is rebuilt on the basis of the ancient Roman Colosseum, which can accommodate nearly 100,000 spectators, and the gladiatorial arena is surrounded by a super powerful protective cover, which can continuously withstand the strong attack of the 100-core level for nearly half an hour, which can effectively protect the audience from being affected by the competition, and hundreds of ultra-clear cameras around the gladiatorial arena will be in the range of Europa, the whole live broadcast of the competition.

This is indeed a grand event.

The barbaric and violent gladiatorial competition, there was no opening meeting, and there was no singing and dancing performance, with the bell on the church, more than 200 people, they slammed together, all kinds of inappropriate shots for children, stimulating the nerves of the people who eat melons.

Human beings, the worship of blood, is inherited from ancient times to the present, in ancient times, human beings fought with the sky, the earth, and the beasts, mountains and rivers, and finally got the position of the head of the earth.

It is human nature to be belligerent.

And this chaotic duel can arouse people's blood even more.

Cheers came and went.

In the gladiatorial arena, the killing was red-eyed.

It's just that, in Luo Xiaoqian's view, this is a completely meaningless battle, which consumes the strength of human beings themselves, which really amuses himself, but at the same time, it also pleases the gods.

Fortunately, those truly top-level human combat forces did not participate in this childish gladiatorial fight.

At the beginning of the gladiatorial fight, Luo Xiaoqian stood still in place, he didn't move, Kasolonchi naturally wouldn't go up, he stood behind Luo Xiaoqian, only when the opponent who didn't open his eyes attacked Luo Xiaoqian, Casolonche would step forward, press the person, or those people to the ground, rub hard, sometimes, when he fell into a rage, the opponent was even more anxious, and was often torn in half by Kasolonchi, in this regard, Luo Xiaoqian did not stop, he just stood in place, clasped his hands, and looked up at the audience around him.

Finally, on a circular platform, Luo Xiaoqian, who had excellent eyesight, saw Ella's figure.

She was dressed in the dress of a medieval aristocratic lady, and watched the battle in the gladiatorial arena with a blank face.

............

Ella always felt that she was being watched by something, but she could not find the source from time to time, and after a long time, she finally saw the familiar figure in the chaotic crowd.

Luo Xiaoqian, just standing there, looking at himself!

Ella Apocalypse, she bit her lip hard to make sure it was true, she covered her mouth with her hand, not wanting anyone else to see her mood swings.

Outlet Layton, Ella God's fiancé, he felt the strangeness of his fiancée, he didn't speak, just looked at Ella's gaze, the oriental man in a straight suit, particularly eye-catching, and his intuition told him that this man had a lot to do with his fiancée.

He beckoned, and the butler came over to him, and he whispered in Italian, "Look up the man's origins, and if there is a possibility of influencing our plans, you know what to do." ”

The white-bearded butler nodded, and then retreated.

............

The brawl lasted for nearly an hour, and when there were only more than 100 people left on the field, the bell announcing the end of the game finally rang, which meant that the people standing at this moment were all competing.

In this unregulated brawl, the level is really uneven, there are many noble sons who rely on their servants and slaves to stand to the end, and there are also many strong players who fall under the siege.

Two fists are no match for four hands, and sometimes it can be your teammates who attack you.

After all, the detachment just means something, but there is no rule that it is not allowed to attack the same team.

I know it, I don't know, the water is very deep, Luo Xiaoqian is lazy, there is Casoloncchi, after the whole game, he didn't even have any blood on his body, just watched Ella go.