Zhang Ye picked up the cosmic crystal nucleus, his expression was ecstatic, he finally understood the origin of the power of the origin, and it was hidden in the cosmic crystal nucleus!

The audience was very happy to see Zhang Ye pick up a low-grade crystal nucleus, and they laughed with disdain, slaves are slaves, they really haven't seen the world.

This scene seemed to poke the cool point of some audiences, and generously threw a few crystal nuclei to Zhang Ye, which were pocketed by Zhang Ye one by one.

At this time, No. 11 came on the field, and he was still a mid-stage powerhouse of the Immortal Emperor, Zhang Ye wasted a lot of effort, added some new injuries, and finally beat him down.

The audience applauded: "This number eight is still good." ”

"But it seems that it is similar to the previous No. 3, and it will definitely not last in the next game. ”

Zhang Ye was indeed injured a lot, plus consumption, and now he still has eighty percent of his strength, but during the period when No. 11's body was carried down, Zhang Ye did not rest, but instead used immortal power in his hand to turn into a flame, and put the mottled chopping knife on the fire to calcinate.

"What is he doing?" the audience wondered.

The blue-haired girl asked with the master-servant contract, Zhang Ye didn't want to answer, but he was afraid that the female devil would toss herself, so she didn't have a good anger and said: "Refining." ”

Zhang Ye has won three or four games, doubling the investment of the blue-haired girl and earning it back, which makes her very happy, and now that she heard that Zhang Ye can also refine weapons, she is even happier and dances: "Wangcai, I am optimistic about you, come on!"

Zhang Ye snorted coldly and didn't answer again, at this time, the twelfth came on the field, the late stage of the Immortal Emperor.

The third number killed by Zhang Ye before was also a late stage of the Immortal Emperor, but the third was at the end of the strong crossbow, so Zhang Ye killed it, but this No. 12 was a real late stage of the Immortal Emperor, and Zhang Ye had some consumption, and the murder was more auspicious.

The audience set off a climax, some people wanted to see Zhang Ye create another miracle, but more people wanted to see Zhang Ye defeated on the 12th.

The bell of the battle rang, Zhang Ye was still calcining the chopping knife in his hand, and the twelfth didn't know what Zhang Ye was doing, so he didn't dare to do it.

At this time, the fat man dressed as a rich man roared angrily: "No. 12, hurry up and give it to Lao Tzu, I pressed hundreds of medium-grade crystal nuclei on you, don't embarrass me!"

I don't know if the rich man is the slave owner of the twelfth, anyway, after the rich man gave the order, the twelfth gritted his teeth and killed Zhang Ye.

Although Zhang Ye was refining the chopping knife, he also paid attention to the surrounding scene, exerted force with his legs, jumped up, and avoided the twelfth.

No. 12 is a master of the knife way, pressing step by step, every time he slashes down, there is a sky-high knife aura, Zhang Ye is like duckweed in the wind, swaying, maybe he will die in the next moment.

But Zhang Ye always maintained the flame in his hand, calcined the chopping knife, and did not fight back.

Maybe the audience thinks that Zhang Ye will die, so they don't bother to care what he does, just cheering for the twelfth.

The twelfth became more and more courageous because of this, and suddenly, he shook a knife, Zhang Ye was really fooled, and was slashed by the sword qi that really came later, and turned out far away.

Zhang Ye hit the barrier of the gladiatorial arena, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and then fell to the battlefield, but he gritted his teeth and did not snort, staring at the slashing knife in his hand with burning eyes.

"Kill him, kill him!" Seeing Zhang Ye's appearance, he couldn't move, so the voices of the audience converged into such a sentence.

The twelfth will definitely not be soft-hearted, but he is afraid of Zhang Ye's deception, so he stands in the distance and slashes away from afar.

The knife qi formed a crescent-shaped arc, and the space was cut into black ravines by it, which showed the strength of this knife.

Just when everyone thought that Zhang Ye was going to die, suddenly, the sacrificial chopping knife in Zhang Ye's hand was condensed and smaller, and the body of the knife about four feet turned into two or three inches, Zhang Ye's left hand grabbed the crystal nucleus that he had picked up before, and pinched it into powder, injecting the power of the origin contained in it into the three-inch knife.

It's slow to say, but it's all happening at the snap of a finger, so much so that many viewers don't even see what's going on.

The only thing that could be seen clearly was the three-inch flying knife in Zhang Ye's hand, which burst out with a fiery red light, and shot towards the twelfth with a whoosh.

The flying knife first collided with the vast crescent sword qi emitted by the twelfth. It seems that the flying knife is like an ant facing an elephant, so insignificant, but what is unimaginable is that the vast crescent sword qi did not restrain the flying knife, but shattered on the spot and scattered into a chaotic wind.

The red flying knife, castration did not stop, and the twelfth was terrified, and immediately resisted with a shield.

There was a crisp "bang", and a large pool of blood splashed behind No. 12, and a bloody flying knife was submerged in the front half of the barrier of the gladiatorial arena.

The shield and body of the twelfth were shot straight through by the flying knife, and the master of the late stage of the Immortal Emperor fell like this.

But the audience didn't pay attention to Twelve, and they were all attracted by the scarlet and dazzling throwing knife.

You must know that the formation barrier of the gladiatorial arena is enough to resist the full force of the Immortal Emperor's peak, and I never thought that Zhang Ye's flying knife would be able to penetrate this barrier, and the twelfth died unjustly.

Everyone recalled what Zhang Ye had done and understood that he was a master blacksmith, and everyone stood up from their seats and applauded Zhang Ye.

The girl in the blue dress looked at this scene even more dumbfounded, just buy a slave to try her luck, but she didn't expect to be a forging master, and she found a treasure!

"Miss Deep Blue, it's good to sell me this slave, I'm willing to buy as much as I want!" some local tyrants immediately proposed to the girl in the blue dress to buy it.

But the girl in the blue dress refused: "I don't sell it for any amount of money, my family's prosperity is a priceless treasure!"

Zhang Ye's side, stretched out his hand, and the flying knife embedded in the formation barrier fell back into his hand, Zhang Ye gritted his teeth and stood up reluctantly, fortunately, the refining was successful in time, otherwise he would have died.

The staff came to carry the corpse of No. 12, and there was a trace of fear in Zhang Ye's eyes, although Zhang Ye was a slave, but no one dared to underestimate the power of the flying knife.

Zhang Ye closed his eyes and entered a state of pranayama, which was a rare gap to rest. Zhang Ye's breath gradually stabilized, because he was full of strong confidence in the flying knife in his hand, as long as he didn't encounter the Hongmeng Treasure, the gods blocked and killed, and the ghosts blocked and killed ghosts!

If it weren't for the master-servant contract, he would have killed that dark blue now.

The thirteenth is on the field, the early stage of the Immortal Emperor. He didn't see the scene of Zhang Yelian flying knives killing people in the background, and his slave owner also forgot to remind him, seeing Zhang Ye's weak appearance, he suddenly felt that there was a door, and before the bell rang, he wanted to attack Zhang Ye.

Zhang Ye didn't open his eyes, shook his hand and struck a flying knife, and No. 13 fell.

Immediately afterwards, the fourteenth appeared on the stage, it was a Tianzun, who was carried up, and was finally woken up by the staff, glanced at Zhang Ye, and was scared to death.

It's pathetic.

Wait until the end, the fifteenth appears, this is the last battle, and it is also the last Immortal Emperor in the late stage.

Although there were many climaxes in front of them, the audience did not feel tired at all and cheered for this final battle.

The Ten Thousand Worlds Gladiatorial Arena has specially expanded the gambling game for this purpose, one bet on Zhang Ye to win, and the other bet on the fifteenth to win.

Zhang Ye's flying knife was too amazing, so even if he was injured, he still pressed Zhang Ye too much.

Just when the odds of the fifteenth increased to the upper limit, there was a local tyrant who pressed the fifteenth, and others laughed at him for being too stupid to send money, but the local tyrant smiled and didn't speak, just spent a lot of money and rewarded the fifteenth with a set of high-standard armor.

The audience was dumbfounded at this time, and they could still play like this.

However, because the local tyrant has big odds as a basis, as long as the fifteenth can win in the end, he can earn it back no matter how much he spends. But betting on Zhang Ye is not good, the odds are too low, if you also go to reward, you will lose blood.

Originally, in a one-sided situation, because of this local tyrant's shot, No. 15 had the highest standard gladiatorial equipment, which made the result of the game confusing, and the audience was worried one by one.

On the other hand, Zhang Ye, the client, still seems calm.

The bell of the "dong" duel rang, and although the fifteenth had the strongest dueling equipment, he did not dare to attack rashly with all his might, but maintained a defensive posture and attacked tentatively several times.

But this tentative attack couldn't cause too much damage to Zhang Ye, and before he could get closer, he was defused by Zhang Ye with a flying knife.

Both of them were very calm, and they just played like this.

Gradually, the audience got bored and began to urge the progress of the game, because the girl in blue found out the value of Zhang Ye, but she did not use the master-servant contract to force it, but the slave owner of the fifteenth did not think so, and under repeated orders, the fifteenth launched an all-out attack on Zhang Ye.

Offense and defense, you can only choose one or the other. What is the best offense is the last defense and other remarks, only applicable to mortal martial arts.

As soon as the fifteenth launched an all-out attack, the door was wide open, and Zhang Ye's long-awaited flying knife was gone.

"Hmph, you've been fooled!" No. 15 is worthy of being in the late stage of the Immortal Emperor, it seems to be a full blow, but it is actually a feint, a spin to avoid, a real killing move, and this is the only way to break out.

Even if he didn't bet on the fifteenth, he shouted wonderful, and he actually deceived the eighth, and the flying knife has been taken off, it seems that the winner is none other than the fifteenth!

However, with a flick of Zhang Ye's hand, another flying knife broke through the air with a bang!

No. 15 looked at this flying knife dumbfounded, didn't Zhang Ye only have one flying knife, how could there be one? But under the full attack of No. 15, it could not be turned into a defensive state, so it was hit by Zhang Ye's flying knife.

The armor of the fifteenth is indeed powerful, but it is still a little worse than the Hongmeng Arcana, only slightly hindering the flying knife, and its body is still pierced by the flying knife.

Fifteen fell to the ground, and when he was dying, he did not hate, but looked at the throwing knife behind him, wanting to see what was going on.

A throwing knife, a piece of broken iron, oh, it turns out that the previous throwing knife was a fake.

Knowing this, the fifteenth died of anger, but the audience burst into unprecedented applause, this slave duel was too exciting, they will always remember Zhang Ye's name - Wangcai!

"Wangcai is good!" The name sounded in the field, Zhang Ye didn't correct anything, no one knew his real name, and this duel was a shame for him.

Zhang Ye looked at the girl in the blue skirt, standing to the end by herself, presumably making her earn a lot of money, now, it's time to fulfill her promise and return her freedom, right?