Compared with the invulnerable tower people like meat grinding tanks, the Isis people who have no bones left everywhere, and the half-spirit people who are light and elegant but always let the opponent die and turn into a pile of charcoal, Bai Zhi's performance is a bit decent, although every gladiatorial battle can solve the opponent cleanly, but the unevenness of the participants makes the division of strength polarized, and there are not a few gladiators who can quickly end the battle.

By now, every remaining gladiator had experienced a dozen solo gladiatorial fights and three two-sided scuffles.

The Brendas seemed to be deliberately weeding out the weak, and in each scuffle, the gladiators who had previously excelled were divided into one camp, and in each of the three scuffles, the seemingly smaller side won, and in the end there were only about fifty people left.

But these more than 50 people, each of them is a terrifying character outside.

In the end, the main event finally came, and the remaining fifty or so gladiators were driven to the wide field, but the rules of this competition revealed full of bloody madness.

Unlimited dogfights, each gladiator may be an enemy, find their own opponent, and each gladiator can only enter the official selection of the king of gladiators if he takes two heads.

It is really to take down two heads, not on paper, no matter what method is used, pinch the mouth with your hands, as long as you take off the head on the other party's neck and hang it on your belt, you can get the selection to participate in the king of gladiatorial fighting!

More than fifty gladiators entered the arena from all directions, looking at each other cautiously.

Every gladiator who has survived to this day is not an ordinary character, and there are many people who don't know what method to use, and they are already on par with Bai Zhi in terms of strength alone!

Bai Zhi's pressure was not small, but the excitement in his heart exceeded that of any previous battle.

At the beginning of the tentative attack, many people had already set their sights on their targets, and there were only six people left on the field who were still standing and no one to provoke, the tower people, the Iss, the half-spirit people, a strong native Brenda, an unknown race with bells and whistles tattoos, a metal mask on his face, and things like horns growing from his shoulders, and Bai Zhi.

That Brenda and Bai Zhi, the guy with horns on his shoulders, also paid attention, his strength was the top among this group of gladiators, and it could be said that he was second only to the three gladiators, but these two people could not make Bai Zhi feel dangerous.

To put it bluntly, these two people are the characters of passers-by in Bai Zhi's opinion, and they are still the kind who receive bento as soon as they appear!

The other gladiators subconsciously stayed away from these people, and the wonderful and unusual fighting made the entire huge gladiatorial arena full of cheers and screams.

Of the fifty-four gladiators, forty-eight were fighting to the death, and among the remaining six, the half-spirit man didn't know how to use it, and quietly sent his voice directly to the ears of the others.

The soft and clear voice made several people have different expressions.

"We don't know each other, and the purpose of participating in this boring gladiatorial fight is not the same, after this melee, as long as you admit defeat in the selection of the king of gladiatorial fights, you can quit completely! So, if you're here for a huge prize, and I can offer you even more money, kill this tin man with me, and then you can exit the game with a huge fortune and dignity, who agrees to my proposal? ”

After listening to the words of the half-spirit clan, the Isis man could not see the expression, and it was impossible to have an expression, the Brenda man snorted coldly, and the horned man stood in place in silence, Bai Zhi looked around, and shrugged his shoulders noncommittally.

The beauty of the half-spirit clan sighed lightly, glanced at a few people, seemed to have chosen the target, and just took a few steps in the direction of Bai Zhi, the tower tribe suddenly said in a hoarse electronic synthesized voice: "Spirit clan!" What the hell are you doing!? ”

Did this Ta mishear or did he mishear? Bai Zhi seemed to have heard a name that could not have been here.

The half-spirit beauty paused at her feet, and her crescent-like eyes squeezed into a straight line with a smile: "It's nothing, I just want to kill the two weakest outsiders!" ”

A burst of steaming steam erupted from all over his body, and the voice of the Ta people doubled: "Treacherous! You've bought those two! We have an agreement that we can't do it before the official fight, so you bought these two guys to be your pawns!? Well, you'll see, how I killed them! ”

The Ta people generously passed by the demi-spirit beauties, looking at the demi-spirit beauties with an angry and hateful expression, they rattled and laughed, and the sound of mechanical rotation sounded all over their bodies, and two sharp blades pointed diagonally at the shoulders popped out of their arms.

Bai Zhi glanced at the horned man who was closest to him and was silent, and then at the mighty Ta people, as well as the demi-spirit beauties who were secretly having fun, listening to the sound of electric arcs on the blades of the Ta people in his ears, and the clear and muffled hum of the demi-spirit beauties that made Bai Zhi obviously feel contrived, Bai Zhi had a depressed expression on his face.

Is it really kneading yourself as a weakling?

For the sake of a gimmick, the gladiatorial arena that sent Bai Zhi to participate in the competition provided Bai Zhi with a set of military uniforms in the old style of the Brenda decades ago, with a traditional Brenda closed helmet on his head, covered with spikes representing the warriors' achievements.

Bai Zhi, dressed in this outfit, looked like a Brenda gladiator. The clothes have no protective power, but they can make the audience subconsciously remember Bai Zhi and have a good impression of Bai Zhi.

Brenda people are generally tall, but this set of special clothes is still a little tight on Bai Zhi's body, Bai Zhi loosened the collar that was a little in the way, and just moved his shoulders to start fighting, but he heard a familiar voice in his ears, which made Bai Zhi's raised arm stiffly stop in mid-air.

It's the horned man of unknown race!

The strange, crisp-sounding, and tonal language turned out to be the ancient Gothic language that Bai Zhi was familiar with!

It is not the High Gothic language that was passed down in the upper echelons of the Empire 10,000 years ago and has difficulty mastering, but the Low Gothic language of the Empire as a lingua franca.

Either way, in this 10,000-year-old era, the two languages that represent the human empire have long been extinct, and they will not be possible at all!

But in this small alliance of chambers of commerce, on the ordinary planet of this alliance of chambers of commerce, in this inconspicuous gladiatorial arena, this kind of language has appeared in a grand manner.

"Life is a prison, death is liberation, I will use death as a compass to welcome the fate of the warrior under the gaze of the emperor, and never admit defeat, even if the last drop of blood is shed!"

The Horned Man seemed to be infused with infinite power by his own whispers, roared wildly, and rushed towards the Tin Man.