The audience was almost boiling over as they witnessed the miracle of a rookie gladiator's nine-match winning streak. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

In people's eyes, Fan Lang has almost become synonymous with "undefeated", and people naturally regard "undefeated" as Fan Lang's prefix.

"Undefeated Prodigal!"

"Undefeated Prodigal!"

"Undefeated Prodigal!"

The sound tide came and went, resounding again and again in the gladiatorial arena.

Especially those gamblers who relied on Fan Lang to win money, shouted the loudest.

It's a pity that there are rules in the underground arena that gladiators themselves can't participate in betting, otherwise Fan Lang can take this opportunity to make some money.

Of course, Fan Lang can give the money to others and let others bet on him, but is it necessary to be so troublesome?

Fan Lang came here mainly to upgrade, and he didn't attach much importance to money, and after his strength became stronger, the wealth naturally rolled in. Now this little profit is not worth bothering too much.

If an ordinary gladiatorial fight is arranged, there is no suspense, which is unacceptable to the underground fighting place. A gladiatorial fight is a gambling game, and a suspenseful game can make the dealer win.

Dou Bin found Fan Lang, and his face looked a little strange.

"I really doubt now that the test card is wrong, underestimating your realm, and your strength completely exceeds the level of the Xuan General. I can't let you fight one-on-one with the gladiators anymore, I have to change the rules. Dou Bin said and spit out a big puff of cigarette.

"I haven't played enough, as long as the rules are right, I'm willing to keep playing. Fan Lang smiled slightly.

"One dozen three, you alone take on three generals. ”

"It's okay, you go and arrange it. ”

Seeing that Fan Lang agreed so happily, Dou Bin suddenly felt empty-hearted, and faintly felt that the three people had arranged less, and four people should be arranged!

It's hard to collect the water, and it's too late to change now.

Dou Bin found three Xuanyuan to be Fan Lang's opponents, all three of them are hard stubble, and each of them is good at different aspects, one is good at close combat, one is good at archery, and one is good at interference and healing secret arts, which just can be perfectly matched.

The three of them were very unhappy with Fan Lang, who was in the limelight, and were happy to end Fan Lang's winning streak.

In the gladiatorial arena, the host opened the prelude to a new gladiatorial fight with an enthusiastic introduction.

The two iron doors slowly opened, and one figure walked out on one side, and three figures walked out on the other.

As soon as Fan Lang appeared, he aroused cheers from the audience, and it was a star-like treatment.

"Undefeated Prodigal!"

"Undefeated Prodigal!"

"Undefeated Prodigal!"

Fan Lang himself frowned, these guys are really noisy!

The three gladiators on the opposite side were drowned out in this one-sided cheer, and they were in a good mood, and the three exchanged glances, distanced themselves, and put on the formation they had discussed before.

These three men, one with a bow and arrows, stood in the distance, one with a shield and a broadsword in his hand, walking in the front, and one in the middle, empty-handed.

Clang!

The sound of the gong signaled the beginning of the battle, and the eyes of all the spectators became fiery as they fixed their eyes on the gladiatorial arena below.

Fan Lang glanced around, taking in the enemy.

With one against three, the style of play cannot be played like the previous one-on-one. In this case, the Flame Triad Wave comes in handy.

The more people you have, the more experience you have!

Fan Lang's eyes lit up, and he rushed forward like a wolf, and with a flick of his right hand, the card in his hand turned into a flaming sword.

The archer aimed at Fan Lang and used a series of arrows, shooting three arrows in succession, each arrow with a whistling sound, forming a sharp air blade.

Fan Lang stepped on the chasing step, dodging two arrows in a row, the third arrow failed to completely dodge, his cheek was grazed by the arrow, and immediately an extra red line appeared, and blood flew out.

After all, the other party is not given for nothing, and it is normal to sacrifice your life and get a little injured.

The shield-wielding gladiator strode forward and waved his shield in a wave of air.

Fan Lang was flanked, it was not very easy, he was wounded and continued to charge, dodging and dodging all the way, and finally approached the three enemies. He leaped forward, and the mysterious power of his body poured into the flaming sword, turning into raging flames, enveloping the entire sword body.

He held the flaming sword in his hand and fell like a meteor breaking through the sky, and a sword stabbed into the ground, and flames surged out in all directions.

The Flaming Sword itself increases the power of fire-type skills, multiplying the power of fire.

Whew!Whew!

Wave after wave of flames turned the surroundings into a raging sea of fire, which set off four waves, blowing all three gladiators away, and igniting their bodies, turning them into burning men.

The Flame Triple Wave has been strengthened into the Flame Quadruple Wave!

Skills are dead, people are alive, the same skills, in different realms, there is naturally a gap in power.

If Fan Lang is promoted to a big realm, let alone four stacks of waves, why is it difficult to be ten stacks of waves?

This trick decided the winner.

The three figures were blown away by the flames, all of them were seriously injured, screaming in the sea of fire, and some people shouted to admit defeat in order to save their lives.

Fan Lang stood in the middle of the sea of fire, and the mysterious power surging under his feet, forcing the flames back, as if he had become the master of the flames.

The cheers belonging to Fan Lang sounded again, wave after wave.

Fan Lang won again, left the field amid cheers, shuttled through the sea of fire, and walked out of the iron gate.

Seeing Dou Bin again, this person's face became even more ugly, the gladiatorial fight just now made the underground arena accompany a lot of money.

Fan Lang smiled and asked, "This time the opponent is three, will it be replaced by five next time?"

"Even if the five Xuan generals go together, I'm afraid they won't be your opponents, and I won't arrange for the Xuan generals to fight with you again. Dou Bin shook his head with a bitter gourd face.

"Then what are you going to do?

"That's not it, although you caused us to lose some money, but the underground arena can afford to lose this money. I will continue to arrange gladiatorial fights for you as long as you wish. ”

"Of course I'd like to, you can arrange it. ”

"Okay! If you want to fight in the next game, you have two choices, one is to follow the arrangement of the underground arena and deliberately lose, so that the underground arena can return to its roots. ”

Fan Lang didn't like the feeling of failure, and was very resistant to deliberately losing, so he shook his head and said, "What about the second choice?"

"The second option, you go and fight with the gladiators of the 'Xuanling' realm, if you dare to take this risk, you don't have to deliberately admit defeat, I can allow you to give it a go. Regardless of victory or defeat, the underground arena accepts it. Dou Bin's words were astonishing.

Xuan will fight Xuan Ling!

Xuan Ling is the next great realm of Xuan Jiang, and the strength of the two sides is very different, and this will be a very disparity in gladiatorial combat.

Ordinary people would never accept this kind of gladiatorial fight, but Fan Lang is not an ordinary person.

Fan Lang's eyes rolled, he thought about it, and negotiated: "If you put forward a condition, then I will also put forward a condition." I heard that there was a slave gladiator in the underground arena called the female butcher, and if I won the next battle, I hoped to reward her to me and let me take her away. ”

"Hehe, don't be whimsical, how is this possible? The female butcher is extraordinary, and she is one of the golden signs of the underground arena, how can she easily let you take it away. She alone is worth more than 10,000 taels of silver. Dou Bin chuckled and shook his head.

"Then I'll add two more chips, first, the opponent in the next game can arrange two Xuan Spirits for me, and second, if I lose, then all my belongings will go to the underground arena. ”

Fan Lang looked serious, took out a few cards on his body, and showed them to Dou Bin, especially the three-star flaming sword with the highest value.

Dou Bin couldn't laugh anymore, looked at Fan Lang with a look at a madman, and asked blankly, "You want to challenge two Xuan Lings alone?"