The dark clouds rolled in the sky, as if to force it down. Covering the top of the entire gladiatorial arena, he was eyeing the tiger and was bound to participate in this fight.

More than 5,000 people in the gladiatorial arena sat in a circle, looking from the sky, like dense ants.

The swords in the hands of the five slaves and the elite soldiers of Condor City seemed to be difficult to exert their edge under this gray-black sky, and the wind rushed through like a chirping sound.

A scream shook the sky in the arena, and five slaves charged at the elite soldiers.

Most of the elite soldiers were in the third stage of Douqi, while the five slaves were in the first stage of Douqi. Because of the disparity in strength, the gladiatorial arena will arrange five slaves to fight with one elite soldier.

The slaves knew very well that if they wanted to survive, they had to huddle together. Otherwise, they will only be killed one by one. So, the five of them rushed towards the elite soldiers at the same time, and the five swords slashed towards the elite soldiers at the same time.

The elite soldier was not stupid, and before the swords of the five slaves slashed at him at the same time, he urged his true qi, and after running forward two steps, his feet slipped, and the whole person shuttled towards the middle of the five slave soldiers like an arrow on the ground, with the goal of breaking them up.

The speed of the fighting spirit was not weak, and seeing the elite soldiers coming, everyone dodged effortlessly.

The elite soldiers then stood up like lightning.

At this moment, I saw two swords standing upright, attacking her right chest and right leg, and another sword attacking his left chest... Three-pronged. Slaves on the other two sides were also slaughtering the elite soldiers.

There is no escape for elite soldiers, there is no escape. I saw that the sword in his right hand was erected, blocking the two swords with strong murderous intent. The index and middle fingers of the left hand squeezed hard against the sword coming from the left.

Then, the three soul locking slaves were ejected three or four meters away by the true qi.

"This is the strength of the third stage of Dou Qi?" Li Shuge seemed to be talking to herself, and seemed to be talking to George Streamer on the side. His eyes were fixed on the inside of the gladiatorial arena.

"Yes~ You say, is it the slave who wins, or the soldier who wins?"

"The soldier wins." Li Shuge said with certainty.

"I don't think so." After the streamer finished speaking, he looked at Li Shuge and smiled.

The elite soldier was attacked by slaves on the left and right, he ran towards the left, then jumped up, kicked his feet on the head of the soul locker, and with the power of the soul locking slave's head, one turned over in the air, holding the sword in both hands, and the other leaned back, just stabbing the ribs in the abdomen of the slave attacking from the right.

The slave immediately retreated... The elite soldiers wanted to chase after them harder. I don't want to, I leaned back, and I felt an attack at the touch, only to see that above, two swords stopped and slashed.

He retracted his sword, and in the blink of an eye his speed blocked the swords of the two slaves above. But he was crushed to the ground by two slaves.

The elite soldier once again urged True Qi to raise the swords of the two of them, and then, the two slaves were bounced back by True Qi. Defense is no problem, but he can't attack!!

A rapid boulder rolled at a speed, and another sword came to his chest, and the elite soldier quickly blocked with a sword. At this time, he clearly felt that the wind behind him was miserable. It's too late to kill the mortal enemy and target in front of you, so you can only kick out at the same time.

Then another turn.

"Wow~"

"Wow~"

The swords of the two slaves slashed at the swords of the elite soldiers, and then the two slaves were ejected a few meters away.

"Huh~" The audience sitting outside the gladiatorial arena began to be a little disappointed in this elite soldier, and kept sighing. He was powerless to make a move. At this time, there was a woman with bread on her body, so angry that she threw the loaf directly at the elite soldiers.

"Hey, you. Don't disturb the order! ”

At this time, the slave owner's soul locking slave steward hurriedly went over to stop it. Shouted loudly.

The elite soldiers saw that someone was risking their own bread, and if they really lost, the 10,000 Condor coins would be gone, and if they died here, their families would not be spurned to death?

However, for the Soul Lockers, every victory is a hope for freedom, and they make a look at each other, even if one or two people die in this gladiatorial fight today, they must win hope for the other companions!!

The elite soldier saw four uninjured efforts attacking him in unison.

He ran backwards, and then, with one foot, stepped on the foot of the statue of the great god Sibal, and with a slight force, flew behind the four slaves. Immediately, running the true qi, a sword swung towards the four people.

The four of them were injured by the true qi on the sword and fell to the ground one by one.

At this time, everyone was stunned. Because, the elite soldier also has a sword in the back. This sword was the previous soul locking slave who had been injured in the ribs and used all the true qi in his body to attack at the fastest speed he could achieve.

The elite soldier took two sharp steps forward, turned around angrily, and stabbed the slave in the heart with a sword.

At this time, the four swords behind him pressed towards him in unison. The elite soldier drew his sword and turned around, running his true qi, and kept sliding backwards under his feet.

"Impact~" only to hear the middle slave yell.

At this moment, the two slaves beside him carried their own true qi and struck at the back of the vocal effort at the same time... The slave lightning is approaching...

The waterfall rain fell instantly, and the slave pierced the chest of the elite soldier, and the elite soldier pierced his chest...

"I said it not necessarily~" After the streamer finished speaking, he looked at Li Shuge beside him, and Li Shuge was long gone.

'Oh~'

'Oh~'

'Oh~'

The soul slaves rejoiced, jumped up from their seats, and shook their hips sharply. The smile on his face did not care about the torrential rain under the dark clouds.

The three soul locking slaves huddled together in the rainstorm, excited for victory! Tears and torrential rain fall...

"29 games~ I won 29 games~" One of the soul locking slaves said excitedly, and the other two soul locking slaves put their hands on his shoulders, some happy for him, and some sad for the dead.

At this time, I saw a girl in a red riding costume, riding a horse neighing.

A sword, swift.

Pierced in the heart of the soul locker who had won 29 games.

All the hopes of the soul locking slave, the exhaustive pursuit of his life, came to naught in an instant. The torrential rain hit his face, and he was still breathing, and he looked at Li Shuge in despair, that despair, as if it was a deep hell...

Li Shuge took out the sword and gave it to his companion, and there was another cut at the major artery of the neck and neck....

The other soul lock slave came back to his senses, picked up the sword placed at his feet and was about to stab Li Shuge, only to see that Li Shuge's horse was in the rainstorm, and the horse stepped on the mud and ran rapidly.

The soul lock slave tried his best to get close to Li Shuge and avenge his companions, but he had no real anger in a fight, and Li Shuge's horse was fast, so he couldn't catch up...

At this time, Li Shuge turned the horse's head and slammed the horse's back with his true qi, and the horse was frightened and rushed towards the last remaining soul locking slave...

The last soul slave, dead!!

"I received the will of God to send them on their way." Li Shuge raised his sword and said in the thick rainstorm.

At this time, the soul locking slaves who were originally going to shout unfairness no longer spoke up...

On the carriage, Li Shuge looked at George Streamer and said proudly, "What's the matter?" Even if the soldier dies, the soul locker must die~"

"You're breaking the rules." The streamer spat out a few clear words.

"Rules? That's the strong man who has the final say! ”

(End of chapter)