Hei Tie blushed and left, looking at Frieza for a while, this tower-like man is still very interesting, but the premise is that your strength must be recognized by the other party, he didn't forget the arrogant appearance of Hei Tie when he first came.

"By the way, Frieza, the big turntable will start soon, if you want to watch it, go to the Colosseum by yourself, go straight out of the street, enter through the main entrance of the Colosseum, and don't forget to bring the numbered plate. All money earned in the Colosseum is deposited into numbered plates. Hei Tie turned around and said, "Damn, I'm going to reject a rich man again." I don't know what you guys think. ”

After Heitie left, Frieza patted his head and forgot to ask him about the cultivation room, but it was not too late to ask later, he closed the door to the dormitory and walked out of the apartment.

The streets of Purple City are extraordinarily wide, and he is even more inconspicuous when he is already short, if it weren't for the fact that there are not many pedestrians on the road, his body would be submerged.

At the main entrance of the gladiatorial arena, two rows of tall orc guards stood expressionlessly, and Frieza shook the numbered plate in his hand, and the orcs let him enter the gate.

The golden hall was full of people, and most of them raised their heads, and following their gaze, they could see the big screen at the end of the hall at a glance, and the entire wall was flashing with high-tech light, and strings of numbers rushed by.

The hall is decorated with extreme luxury, with huge chandeliers, air purifiers that emit a faint fragrance, and a combination of retro and technology, which is like a dream.

Boom! Boom! A bell rang out of nowhere, and the big screen turned blue, revealing a golden disc.

By this time he had squeezed into a corner of the hall, and there was a row of silver tables that looked like counters, and in them sat sweet-looking orc women.

"Help me see if you chose me?" Frieza tossed the numbered plate to a woman with cat ears.

"Please wait a moment before you can check it until the big turntable stops turning." The woman took the numbered card, it was not the first time she had encountered such a request, and it was difficult for the average newcomer to the fighter to understand the big turntable.

Frieza was not in a hurry, just leaned in front of the silver counter, not even bothering to look at the screen.

"Is there a cultivation room or anything here?"

"Yes, you need to enter through other entrances, there are many specifications in the cultivation room, and the fees are different, if Mr. Warrior thinks the fee is expensive, you can practice in the free zone, there are many free cultivation rooms next to the hall over there." The cat-eared woman patiently explained.

After hearing this, Frieza turned around again, and when he was fighting the big guys in the morning, he didn't notice the edge of the hall in the free zone, needless to say, since it was free, it must have been occupied by those awesome guys.

"Mr. Frieza, the results are in, you are already on the battle list for tonight, well, it is the third ring of the first-class gladiator district, the second game." The woman said, pushing the numbered plate over.

Syllable! At this moment, a pair of big hands slapped on the counter, and the numbered plate happened to fall under the opponent's palm, only this time, the numbered plate was torn apart.

The visitor was a strange creature with two heads, they had green skin, two legs on their lower limbs, no different from ordinary humans, and four arms on them, standing and looking down, it looked like two green people back to back, one of them with a head with short purple hair facing the counter: "Quick, help Lao Tzu find out the odds of tonight's game, I want to find a warrior named Frieza." ”

After roaring, the purple head tilted slightly, and said to the red head behind: "Brother, your news is not reliable, that guy can really win?" ”

After saying that, he felt that something was wrong, and his brother's hand was shaking.

"Unforgivable!" Frieza was staring at the numbered plate that he had turned into pieces, three hundred! It's still the calf Nishizebi on the pad, it's unforgivable! A wave of anger rose, and he looked at the head beside him with an unkind face.

"Brother, what's wrong?"

"Brother, he's Frieza."

"What?!"

"We seem to have smashed his numbered plate."

"Let's run away!"

The two heads couldn't see each other, and the scene of their conversation was weird, but Frieza didn't feel uncomfortable at all, he just wanted to screw the two heads off now.

I don't know why, after cultivating the national art on the earth for decades, after having this starry sky pirate body, his temper has become extremely hot, and the watery state of mind he has cultivated through his usual cultivation is like living in a fierce beast that is angry at the touch of it, and it is no longer as calm as before.

"Unforgivable!" Two consecutive words of the same sentence made his anger inexplicably reach an extremely high level.

Rumble! Frieza actually activated the transformation for a while, and at the moment when the two-headed brother had just taken a step, his hands were like claws, and he slapped his two heads to pieces.

The audience was in an uproar, especially the cat-eared woman behind the counter, who directly covered her ears and screamed and ran away.

"What's going on?"

Light green blood sprayed all over his body, and Frieza came to his senses and canceled his transformation state, and secretly seemed to be too excited just now.

At this moment, the line of sight flickered, and the surname panel named Jueluo Demon Crystal appeared, and the combat power on it, which was originally 1001 points, suddenly became 1030 points.

"The combat power has risen!" Frieza was pleasantly surprised, I see, the way for the Starry Sky Pirates to increase their combat power is anger, or rather, anger is one of the ways.

"How dare you do it in the hall, this guy is crazy?"

"Did you just see that? It seems to be a transformation race! ”

Discussions poured in. A smile tugged at the corners of Frieza's mouth, shook the blood off his hands, and strolled out of the hall.

It can't just end like this, although there is no so-called law on this planet, but if a place like the Colosseum Hall can kill people casually, it will be a complete mess.

Sure enough, before he could walk out of the hall, a group of orc guards rushed through the door, and their leader stopped Frieza and said to arrest him in the name of "Servant of the Royal Family of Purple City".

Frieza didn't resist either, and was very cooperative with them.

In a large, decaying room, a black-horned orc leader sits on a wooden chair and personally records what Frieza has done, and pronounces a series of punishments.

Frieza was a little annoyed that he had lost 3,000 Cosmic Coins, and in addition to that, he would be imprisoned for half a month, all on the grounds of so-called "contempt for royal orders", regardless of the law.

Frieza was put on trial, thinking that maybe by being locked up for a while, he would be able to break through in anger. At the critical moment, the heavy wooden door was pushed open, and another orc commander entered, the one who came was the tiger-headed Dadaqi, the direct boss of the minotaur Xizebi.

"Mr. Chief of Guard, this is a warrant from His Royal Highness the Ninth Prince, I want to take Frieza away, he is innocent." Dadazi unveiled a golden medallion.

The majestic one-horned commander just now immediately bowed, and with a wave of his big hand, he tore everything he had just recorded to shreds: "Frieza, you can go." ”

Frieza was very satisfied with their neat way of doing things, but he was not stupid, he was pardoned inexplicably, it must have something to do with other big people, and he suddenly thought of the patron in the mouth of Black Iron.

"Thank you, Mr. Dadazi, for showing up, but I have to make it clear that I won't agree to what I don't want just because someone has helped me." Frieza was not ready to leave.

Dadazi frowned: "Mr. Jiibek has chosen you, you have to cherish this opportunity." He has a good relationship with His Royal Highness the Ninth Prince, and under him, you can get what a gladiator can only dream of. ”

"Huh? Lord Jijbek chose him!? The chief guard's face changed.

"Come with me, Frieza, even if you don't agree, you've been pardoned now." Dadazi did not respond to the chief guard's words, opened the door, and motioned for them to go.

Frieza walked out of the room and shook her head secretly, money is good, but favors are hard to repay, this man named Jiybek is very attentive to himself.

"Mr. Frieza, I heard that there is your battle tonight, and Mr. Giybek and His Royal Highness the Ninth Prince will watch, so you have to be prepared." Dadazi left this sentence.

From the first sight of Frieza, he could sense that this was definitely a murderous bastard, and it was not surprising that a patron had taken a fancy to him so soon.