The gladiatorial arena is in full swing, and the first round and the second round of the competition are nearing the end.

The competition of the remaining five competition tables has long ended, and only the battle between Siakam and Li Yanbei has just ended.

The two have fought against each other for dozens of rounds, and they are always evenly divided. Needless to say, Viscount Roy has no dark power, but Siakam, a sixth-order junior master, is also soft-hearted, which is really a bit puzzling.

Everyone thought that the fight would not last long, and that it was likely that the winner would be decided in the first matchup. But the facts are shocking, and the two sides of the victory and defeat have completed a shocking reversal.

Li Yanbei put away his sword and saluted Siakam with a very gentlemanly demeanor.

Siakam also returned the salute, his face still calm and calm.

With a light smile, Li Yanbei said leisurely,

"Mr. Siakam, thank you for your mercy. ”

Siakam breathed a sigh of relief, but his calm eyes concealed an imperceptible emotion.

"Your Royal Highness Roy, you are too gracious. ”

After saying this, he nodded faintly, then turned around and walked off the test table.

He knew in his heart that after this battle he would be fixed on the pillar of shame forever, and that he would never be able to turn over, because he had lost to the most unruly waste on the continent.

But he doesn't seem to care about these false names. Because he knows very well that there are more important things in this world than fame.

This is by no means money and status, but his unspeakable helplessness.

Looking at the back of Siakam leaving, Li Yanbei felt a little unbearable in his heart.

He didn't know what the young man was going through, but he felt that his back was very desolate.

Li Yanbei shook his head slowly, and then walked down the test platform, leaving only the stunned spectators in the stands and the surprised referee.

The cardinal archbishop stared blankly at the empty test table, and only felt that his head seemed to be a little insufficient.

The duel between the two was watched by him, but the ending was something he never expected.

Siakam threw up his sword and conceded defeat, but the Viscount Roy never launched the slightest threatening attack.

And the excuse that Nasiakam was not healed from his serious injury and was unwell did not seem to be very convincing to him. Because from the old and spicy eyes of his cardinal archbishop, it could be seen that although the light power in Siakam's body was slightly turbulent, it would definitely not reach the point where he could lose.

The Viscount Roy in front of him was a waste who didn't even have the slightest dark power, and Siakam only needed a little strength to defeat him.

However, this Siakam did not exert any of his strength, but just pretended to perform a few tricks casually and was defeated.

Although his performance could blind the powerless civilians, it could not escape the eyes of the cardinal present.

After the surprise, the cardinal archbishop seemed to react. He took a deep look at Siakam's back, his eyes full of regret.

He knew why Siakam did what he did, as he did his homework on each of the big players before the fight.

The results of the competition have been decided, and everyone has woken up from their stupor.

They all suddenly realized something, and then the entire gladiatorial arena was booed.

"Siakam actually lost to this piece of waste!"

"Is this true? What the hell is he doing!"

"Shame! Shame, shame to our Empire of Light!"

"Burn him! burn this scum!"

"Defeated by the Dark Empire, are you worthy of the God of Light?"

"Alien! traitor!"

The boos were mixed with angry shouts, most of which were the gamblers who placed bets on Siakam.

Filled with righteous indignation, they seemed to want to rush to the bench and tear Siakam apart.

Siakam clenched his teeth fiercely, his face unusually pale.

But he didn't say anything, just silently walked towards the exit of the gladiatorial arena.

The denunciation of Siakam sounded in his ears, but Li Yanbei did not react.

He walked to his seat, but his mood was a little heavy.

For this young man who deliberately lost to him, a touch of sympathy suddenly surged in his heart. At the same time, he seems to be very interested in his life experience.

Seeing Li Yanbei win, the three waste second sons in the stands finally breathed a long sigh of relief.

They all knew that the silver in their pockets was safe.

Li Yanbei didn't bother to pay attention to the happy smiles of these guys, but he had to entertain them.

He knew very well that his interests with the three second sons were tied together, and he might not have any dealings in the future, so he still tried not to offend the three of them now.

Walking slowly to the stands, Li Yanbei smiled and said to the three barons,

"Thanks to the three barons for their painstaking arrangements, I was able to get away with it. ”

Seeing his big money bag walk in front of him, every smile line on Chris's face shone with excitement.

"Your Highness Roy, you are too polite, and thanks to you, we can make so much money. ”

Baron Rooney also immediately interjected,

"Dear Highness Roy, you are working the test stage, but we are sitting below watching the excitement, so the thought we put into it is actually too insignificant. ”

As soon as Baron Rooney's words fell, Baron Culozer immediately took over.

"Your Highness Roy, what we have done is really nothing compared to the sweat you have put in. ”

The fake politeness of the three of them really made Jester and Nero a little sick to their stomachs. And that Collinder had always been silent, but he was also pouted by the hypocrisy of the three.

Although Li Yanbei also hated this kind of entertainment, he also had to deal with it.

Several people exchanged pleasantries for a long time, and finally pushed down to sit down.

Because there are still two rounds of competition in the first round, everyone is not in a hurry to leave, after all, the big thing has been accomplished, and everyone's mood is relatively relaxed. So Baron Chris suggested that everyone sit and watch the game together, and when they had seen enough, go out for a drink or two to celebrate.

Everyone was very pleased with the proposal, and even Collinder rarely expressed any objection.

Regarding drinking wine and eating meat, the always indifferent Collinder naturally will not resist.

The decision was made happily, and everyone felt relieved physically and mentally.

And Li Yanbei just sat down with his buttocks, but he felt a chill down his spine.

"Huh?"

The mood that had just been relaxed suddenly tensed, and the sense of crisis tempered by the thousand-year-old bloody battle made him feel as if he was being probed by his spiritual power.

However, he didn't dare to exude his divine sense, for fear that those masters would discover his abnormality.

But being probed from afar like this really made him very unhappy.

Just when Li Yanbei was secretly on guard, he only heard the sound of gasping air all around.

Everything around seemed to suddenly stop, and the angry scolding and boos in the scene seemed to suddenly stop.

Li Yanbei didn't know what was going on, so he looked around at the crowd.

I saw that everyone's eyes were full of surprise, and they all looked in one direction.

And in that direction, it seems to be the main grandstand opposite.

Li Yanbei blinked, slightly puzzled in his chest.

But when he raised his eyes to follow the gaze of everyone, his body couldn't help but stiffen in his seat.

"I ......"

opened his mouth slightly, and Li Yanbei was stunned.

For he saw that the Holy Maiden, who was high above and staring straight at his side in the distance.

"I'll go!"

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva fiercely, Li Yanbei suddenly panicked.

"Really... What a ......."

He didn't know who gave Erin the courage to stare at him so unscrupulously in front of everyone.

You know, if someone finds out that Erin is looking at her, then she may be filled with hatred from the entire gladiatorial arena and even the entire Empire of Light.

Because he is only a waste second son, and the Holy Maiden is the unparalleled treasure of the Empire of Light.

"Really... It's really a lot of trouble since ancient times......"

His face gradually turned pale, and Li Yanbei suddenly felt like crying without tears.

A picture suddenly appeared in his mind, that is, the scene of these jealous young talents of the Empire of Light, carrying knives all over the world to chase him.

"Lolita......"

"Are you trying to trap me?"