Chapter 11: Violent Spikes

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Grant Star, the difference between night and day is very small, the same gray sky, no stars and moon, as if covered with a translucent gray cloth.

The Purple City Gladiatorial Arena is brightly lit, and the night is its most charming moment.

Frieza stood in a special passage, and less than three hundred meters further on, there were already tens of thousands of people waiting to watch the official ring of the gladiatorial arena.

There are dozens of rings in the entire gladiatorial arena, which are divided into three layers, representing the three gladiator ranks.

As a first-class gladiator, his ring position is very remote. But this shouldn't have been the moral arena that not many people should have paid attention to, and tonight will be a little different.

Around the pyramid-shaped ring, in a luxurious VIP stand, His Royal Highness the Ninth Prince sat with the pot-bellied Jiybek, his eyes falling on an inconspicuous ring.

"Jiyi, I've watched the video you sent in the past, it's rare, I've seen a lot of transformation races, but this is the first time I've done this."

"Haha, Your Highness the Nine, thank you for your help today, this Frieza has a lot of potential, but he doesn't seem to be very cooperative, I checked his information, but unfortunately I found nothing."

"Huh? Can't even find out to you? A hint of surprise flashed in His Royal Highness's narrow eyes. Ji Yibek is a very famous businessman in the second sub-star field, and the person he can't find is only one possibility, the other party was not born in the second sub-star field.

"I'm afraid that he is sent by those big families in the high-level star field to experience, and he doesn't look down on people like me."

"How is it possible, even if those big families send people to practice, they will never be placed on a planet like Grant." His Highness Ninth shook his head.

"Let's start, let's see first, if I have the chance, I will try him, when facing the danger of life, it is easy to see whether he is a member of a big family or not." Jiybek's eyes full of fat like knives were half-narrowed, and two cold rays shot out.

If he is born in a big family, there will always be no less than a life-saving hole card on his body, otherwise, he is just a stunned young man.

"It's on, well, it's good." His Royal Highness the Ninth took the goblet handed by the attendant and commented on it.

Frieza stood casually in the ring, her face flashing with excitement. His opponent is a bear-man warrior with a giant axe.

"First-level gladiator Frieza, against first-class gladiator Xiong Dali, the battle begins, life or death doesn't matter!" Directly above the ring, a holographic projection condensed text suddenly floated through.

Roar! The bear swung his giant axe vigorously and rushed towards him with a hideous face.

Frieza wagged her tail excitedly, her body suddenly became shaped, and she once transformed, and her height of about one meter and two suddenly reached two meters, and the Smoke and Rain Breaking Sky Knife was unleashed.

The rushing Xiong Dali glared angrily, and the giant axe in his hand was silently broken in two, and the next moment, Xiong Dali's fierce head rose into the sky.

Spike!

Winner, Frieza!

Holographic projections bloom in the middle of the ring, and a red light that symbolizes victory shines on Frieza.

Wow! The spectators who were watching this side were in an uproar. That's. Generally speaking, those who can be assigned to a ring have little difference in combat effectiveness, and it is difficult to have a second kill.

Frieza took a step, turned, and leaped out of the ring.

Since fighting doesn't improve his strength, these ring fights are not fun and meaningful, but he enjoys the feeling of other people's hot blood spurting out, and maybe only he can appreciate the splendor of it.

"Reach the second level gladiator as soon as possible and earn money." That's what he intended.

In the spectator seat, in an inconspicuous corner, Raymond and Black Iron were surprised.

"Boss Raymond, I earned it this time, I killed it in seconds, and the gambling rate doubled!"

"It's a pity that Frieza's transformation was exposed too early, and the original odds were too low." Raymond smacked his lips and secretly slandered to himself, this damn Frieza, couldn't he hide his strength two days ago.

"Boss, you seem to have forgotten that if Frieza hadn't changed, you would have killed him last night." Black Iron said cautiously.

Seeing Raymond rubbing his hair, Hei Tie hurriedly said: "Boss Raymond, we still have a chance in the future, I can feel that Frieza is an absolute pervert, he will always win, and when he becomes a second-level gladiator, we can bet more money." Black Iron began to think about it.

is also a warrior, Hei Tie asked himself, no warrior has ever been able to give him such a feeling of blind confidence, but Frieza has such a temperament, of course, you have to get in touch with that little guy first, until now Hei Tie regrets that the first time he saw that guy, he actually showed an arrogant appearance.

"It's good to be alive." Black Iron exhaled.

Raymond tilted his head, and his face, which was covered by most of his red hair, was even more bewitching: "With 10,000 points of combat power, how can it be so easy, have you seen him cultivate hard in the past two days?" ”

"Yes." Black Iron smiled bitterly, and then his eyes lit up: "Perhaps, Frieza belongs to the kind of race that can improve its combat power through fighting, you see that he is so violent, I think it is very possible." ”

After listening, Raymond was silent, if this is the case, the last bit of arrogance in his heart will be gone, he has the ability to transform, and he can also improve his strength in battle? Compared to this kind of guy, sooner or later he will be.

……

The first battle ended hastily, and while walking on the streets of Purple City, Frieza took out six hundred dollars. He remembered that he still owed the Minotaur Nishizebi the cost of the numbered plate, and after the numbered plate was destroyed, he had a new one, and luckily, he found a way to improve his combat effectiveness.

Nishizebi was the receptionist, who was in charge of greeting guests or warriors from all sides near the city gate, and came to the gate where he entered the city, and looked left and right a few times, but did not find the other party.

"Hey, where's Sizeby?" He casually grabbed a kobold in an evening gown.

"Sir, you're talking about orcs?" The kobold sniffled, his eyes rolling: "If the person you are looking for has a bull's head, then he will not appear, he has just been taken away by an alien tourist, and the tourist said that he is too ugly to be humanely destroyed." ”

After saying that, the kobold ran away with his neck shrunk, saying that the receptionist really didn't do it orcs, and he was going to be killed at every turn.

After hearing this strange reason, Frieza suddenly felt a little angry.

"Huh? That's the feeling, a little stronger! ”

Thinking about it like this, he reluctantly found that the anger just now disappeared.

"That doghead, you give me back, where was Seezerbi taken?"

"Mr. Warrior, I don't know, it's probably Third Street, where wealthy tourists usually stay." The kobold replied.

Frieza nodded and returned to the direction of the city gate.

"Nishizebi, I hope you've been killed by the time I pass, so I'll be angry, right?"