Zhang Yu faced the three six pins alone, and every move was fighting with his heyday.

The remaining five five-rank ones were covered by one of the five junior brothers, including Peng Taichu, each of them is not simple, and the six grades can fight, let alone face the evolution of the fifth grade and the sixth stage, there is not much pressure at all.

In less than five minutes, the participants of the Kyoto Gladiatorial Arena and the Kenmen Gladiatorial Arena were all lying on the ground, unknown to their lives.

"Than ...... As a result of the competition, the gladiatorial arena of Andong Province won the championship of this year's national gladiatorial arena competition! ”

"The leader of Anton's team, the overlord Zhang Yu, won the title of the strongest gladiator in the 202nd year of the Divine Calendar"

A host shouted into the microphone.

"Overlord - Overlord - "

The cheers came one after another, and they became an ocean.

Countless pairs of eyes were focused on the young man.

He's a legend!

Since the founding of the Great Xia Kingdom in 202 years, almost every national gladiatorial championship title has been monopolized by the Kyoto gladiatorial arena, because they have enough resources to train stronger gladiators.

Therefore, the strong are getting stronger and stronger, and no matter how hard the weak work and lack resources, it is difficult to catch up.

In 202, the Kyoto Colosseum won the honor of winning the team 199 times.

It can be imagined how strong this old gladiatorial arena is.

This year, they even sent a luxury lineup of all six products, and there is almost no suspense about the championship.

But now, a dark horse, a 22-year-old young man, broke their invincibility, ended their winning streak, and snatched the title from their hands.

The most important thing is that his battle scene is so strong and devastating!

No one can match him, and they are almost killed instantly.

Such a strong young man, the future is unpredictable, maybe he will reach the ninth grade!

……

At the moment, in the ring.

Zhang Yu turned on his system and waited for the settlement.

"Ding! Fame +1400000"

【Attributes】

Grade: 6 grades and 5 sections.

Evolution: 65%

Increase: 65%

Qi and blood: 8900/20020 calories

Merit: 310

Prestige: 1459477

The prestige value has directly reached the level of more than 1.4 million!

Zhang Yu is high-spirited and proud of everyone.

Refreshing!

I still remember the previous preliminaries, so many spectators in the Kyoto Colosseum only added 300,000 prestige points to themselves.

This time, although it was the final, Zhang Yu didn't imagine too much.

500,000, Zhang Yu is estimated to be the sky.

Now, it has directly soared by 1.4 million prestige points, which suddenly makes Zhang Yu feel that the prestige value is quite relaxed.

At this time, a beautiful host came over with a microphone and asked Zhang Yu: "May I ask the overlord, as the strongest gladiator of the year, how do you feel?" ”

"Thoughts?"

Zhang Yu thought about it carefully, what can Lao Tzu think? Isn't Lao Tzu too strong?

"I feel like I'm too strong, and these gladiators are too weak for me."

Zhang Yu is full of confidence.

In the audience, there was a burst of boos.

Damn, this guy is too arrogant.

The host smiled and asked, "Then what do you think of your opponents, the Kyoto Gladiatorial Arena and the Kenmen team?" ”

"Weak!"

Zhang Yu shook his head and sighed, "It's too weak!" The strength of the two teams was dragged to our appearance by the two representative teams of Anbei and Annan, and I have to say that their combat power needs to be improved. ”

"Huh."

The beautiful host laughed dryly, took back the microphone, and didn't let Zhang Yu speak.

After the competition, others at least keep a low profile, saying kind things like the opponent is strong and the win is very hard.

What about Zhang Yu?

It directly points out that they are weak!

The host really wants to complain, big brother, they are already the strongest lineup since 202, it's not that they're too weak, it's that you're too strong, okay!

In order to protect the face of the host's Kyoto gladiatorial arena, the beautiful host walked out of the ring with a polite two sentences.

At the same time, a middle-aged man in a police uniform took over the microphone of the beautiful host.

The host bowed slightly to him and nodded with a flattering smile on his face.

The middle-aged man is none other than the Supreme Superintendent of the Chief Superintendent - Wu Dingqiu.

The Wuguan was broken, the Jiupin invasion, and the war on the Eastern Front was tight, which was the main reason for the advance of the gladiatorial competition this year.

After two consecutive days of sleepless discussion and research at the top level of the Great Xia Kingdom, Wu Dingqiu's face was full of exhaustion, and his eyes were red and bloodshot.

At this moment, he stepped into the ring and shook hands with the victors one by one, completely ignoring the defeated who were all around the ring.

In fact, there were also medical teams that quickly entered the arena and brought all the gladiators who could be rescued from the ring.

When it was Zhang Yu's turn, Wu Dingqiu paused for a little longer, he held Zhang Yu's hand, and said with a smile: "Young people have great potential!" ”

Zhang Yu smiled faintly and did not speak.

This old B knows that he can recover his qi and blood in an instant!

A few days ago, he proposed to take people first, and wanted to hand Zhang Yu over to the laboratory of the Academy of Science for observation, but Zhang Yu remembered it very clearly.

The strange thing is that although Wu Dingqiu himself is not an evolutionary, he has an amazing sense of oppression.

Zhang Yu guessed that perhaps this was the temperament brought about by being in a high position for a long time.

Maybe Wu Dingqiu himself does not have strong strength, but the position of chief superintendent under his ass brings him another strength.

After some greetings, in front of the tens of thousands of spectators present, as well as the managers and other gladiators, Wu Dingqiu restrained his expression.

"Comrades! Comrades-in-arms! ”

Wu Dingqiu's face was serious, and his tone was solemn.

"I'm going to make a bad announcement to everyone, and I hope everyone will be prepared."

Buzz –

As soon as the words fell, a huge noise suddenly sounded in the gladiatorial arena.

Wu Dingqiu, who is the chief superintendent of the Great Xia Kingdom, is a big man who is often active on the TV screen, and many people know him.

is such a big man, but now he is saying that there is very bad news to announce.

Even if he reminded everyone to be mentally prepared, it would inevitably bring three points of panic.

Wu Dingqiu looked around, his face was serious, but he sighed secretly in his heart.

After all, there has been no war in the interior of Great Xia for a long time, and the first-class citizens here don't even know what the Black Tide is, Wu Dingqiu is hesitating, if he announces the facts, will anyone not be able to accept the truth, and even Kyoto will cause a riot.

Wiping the beads of sweat from his forehead, Wu Dingqiu withstood the huge pressure and said into the microphone: "Comrades, the bad news I want to say is that Wuguan has been lost!" ”

Wow –

It was like a pot of hot oil poured with a scoop of cold water, and the whole stadium was boiling.

"What! The martial pass has been broken! Someone was shocked and looked incredulous.

"Dad, what martial arts?" There are also ignorant children who don't understand the meaning, and naively ask adults what Wuguan is.

"It's impossible, I don't believe it!"

"Director Wu must be lying to us, isn't he?"

In the venue, a burst of voices like this suddenly sounded.