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Lying in the dungeon's cage, Albert meditated.

In the past few days, the successive battles have increased his physical strength a lot, and his fighting skills have become more and more mature.

As a result of Albert's success, the gladiators' food was much improved. With delicious and abundant food, the murderous gladiators are regaining their humanity. At Albert's suggestion, they began their acting careers.

Battle-hardened gladiators had the ability to make a fight exciting without seriously injuring their opponents.

Jennifer, the head of the arena, saw it, but didn't stop it, the only thing she cared about was the income from the arena.

What Jennifer didn't know, of course, was that this was actually part of Albert's plan to break from prison. Albert didn't want to stay in this hellish place forever, but the power of one person is limited, and it is only possible to escape if all the gladiators are united. He secretly organized the Prison Break League, and with the help of Babin and Duncan, almost all the gladiators joined him, including the arrogant and primitive ogres.

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On this day, Jennifer found Albert.

"Honey, it's time for you to lose. Jennifer leaned on Albert's shoulder and whispered softly.

In fact, she's been in a bad mood lately, and almost everyone knows that Albert will win, which makes the arena much less profitable.

"Keep improving the food and I'll lose one game. Albert's eyes showed undisguised disgust.

With his limbs bound in chains, he couldn't get out of Jennifer's entanglement.

However, although the body was resisting, feeling Jennifer's soft and delicate body, Albert's heart began to stir again.

It seemed that another evil self was at work, bewitching his mind, and making him yearn to press this charming woman under him at once.

"Do you want to give them steak?" Although Jennifer's willow eyebrows were upturned, her gentle tone seemed to be coquettish to her lover.

Albert took a deep breath, trying to keep himself calm. He knew that the other party had used some kind of charm technique, and once he couldn't hold on, he would completely fall and become the other party's slave.

"If I don't keep improving, I'll keep winning. Albert stared at Jennifer stubbornly.

"Albert, you should be fit, I've been good enough for you. Jennifer was coquettish, with a faint look of disappointment in her eyes. The other party's will is very strong, and it is not as easy to control as imagined. After so many days, the other party can still stay awake, even more tenacious than some high-ranking or powerful guys.

"You're in it for the gold, not for me. Albert shook his head.

"Good, stubborn boy. Jennifer was a little annoyed, "You don't think you can lose, do you?" she pouted and stared at Albert angrily, "Would you like to make a bet?"

"Bet?" Albert was stunned and frowned, "What do you want to bet?"

"In the next gladiatorial fight, if you win, those gladiators will have steaks to eat. Jennifer put on a smile.

"What if I lose?" asked Albert, curious.

"If you lose, you'll have to listen to me. Jennifer put on a smile, "Don't negotiate terms with me in the future, if I let you win, you will win, and if you lose, you will lose." She looked at Albert with a defiant gaze, "Stubborn and conceited boy, do you dare to bet?"

Albert pouted, "What should I do if you find a martial artist?"

"Don't worry, I'll find an opponent your age and convince you of losing. Jennifer looked confident and raised her eyebrows.

After a moment of silence, Albert smiled, "I'm looking forward to the opponent you're talking about, it should be fun." ”

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The next day, the arena was as full as ever.

Many wealthy people who can't afford tickets rent hot air balloons and take to the skies to watch.

Ever since Albert's combat class was discovered, the arena has been packed, with everyone wanting to catch a glimpse of the Elder Mage.

However, there is something weird today.

In the past, everyone would have cheered for Albert, but now, everyone has abandoned him, shouting the words "Fregaard". That's the name of the opponent, Albert guessed secretly, not caring if the audience supports him. He stood silently in the arena, adjusting his state to the peak, as if he had foreseen the fierce battle that was about to break out.

A short time later, a young man armed with a giant sword and wearing black leather armor walked out of the passage.

Albert looked at the boy, seventeen or eighteen years old, resolute and handsome, more than eighteen inches tall, strong but not bloated.

"Albert is right?" the handsome young man looked at Albert with a proud expression, "I am Fregaard, a seven-star martial artist, the youngest gold-rank martial artist in the Auston Empire. ”

"Fortunately. Albert nodded, not angry at the other man's attitude.

He felt the smell of danger. This feeling does not come from the strength of the other party, but from intuition. Psychological warfare is also a kind of battle that can change the outcome of the outcome, the opponent is deliberately provoking him, and if he is fooled, he will lose half of the loss.

"Woo~"

The battle horn sounded.

Fregaar's momentum skyrocketed, and he half-dragged his greatsword, like an arrow off the string, and charged at Albert.

Albert's pupils shrank, and he grabbed a giant axe and headed for Fregaar.

"Dangchang!"

The screeching sound of metal slammed into the air, and Fregal didn't move, but Albert flew upside down for a few meters and fell to the ground.

"Holy Break!" Albert was shocked, Fregar and Duncan had the same strength, and they were both seven-star warriors. However, Fregaar's power is much greater, suggesting that Fregaar has the means to bless his powers, and that Holy Energy is the only one that can greatly increase his strength.

But it's right to think about it, it's not surprising that such an excellent teenager has holy powers.

"How's it going, are you still satisfied with this power?" Seeing Albert's stunned expression, Fregaar said jokingly, "Ancient magician, that's it. ”

"The Holy Breaker is not bad. Albert smiled, "Of course, if that's all you have, you'd better throw in the towel." ”

"Throwing in the towel? Fregaar scoffed, and slashed with his sword.

"Just a kind reminder. Albert also rose to his feet, swung his great axe, and was knocked back several meters by the giant sword. It's just that this time he fell back to the ground steadily, not as embarrassed as he was just now.

"Thank you for the reminder from the Ancient Mage, it's an honor. Fregaar sneered, unleashing a stormy onslaught.

Fregaar's attack was fierce, and the silver-gray yuan of the giant sword in his hand swirled, shining and dazzling, as if it was made of sterling silver. At the same time as the attack, one after another sword qi shot out. Albert retreated again and again, seemingly embarrassed, but in fact methodical. The giant axe in his hand was wrapped in raging flames, exuding a scorching temperature. Every time he collided with the greatsword, tongues of fire burst into Fregaar.

One of the two is as agile as the wind, and the other is as strong as a mountain, fighting fiercely for half an hour, and still no winner or loser.

In the stands, only the shadow of the axe light sword could be seen, and the silver-gray vitality and the red-gold flames were constantly colliding, and silver and red light continued to burst out, destroying the ground with lupus.

"I'm going to tear you apart!" Fregaar's eyes were full of madness. The fierce battle made him more excited, and the offensive became more aggressive.

Albert frowned, surprised. The opponent's speed was even faster than him, and he attacked for half an hour, and he still didn't get tired. He couldn't figure out why ordinary humans had such vigorous physical strength.

Could it be that Fregar still has a double saint?

Albert was not surprised by this discovery, and his blood burned and his fighting spirit soared. The flames on the axe became more intense, and the movement became more rapid.

After a moment of re-engagement, Albert's great axe suddenly snapped and was knocked away by Fregaar.

Albert was annoyed, not because he was inferior, but because his weapons were not as good as Fregaard's.

Seeing that the move was successful, Fregaar took advantage of the victory to pursue.

"Whirlwind Slash!" he shouted, and swung his greatsword into a silver-gray sword that spun like a tornado hurricane and struck Albert.

"Burst flames!" Albert shouted, also not to be outdone. A huge fireball condensed in his hand, and it met the silver-gray whirlwind that Fregal had turned into.

He didn't want to kill this person who had no grievances with him, so instead of using Dragon Flame Breath, he chose an ordinary seven-star spell,

"Boom~"

The blazing flames collided with the fierce sword qi, and a thunderous sound erupted, echoing through the arena.

For a time, the ground at the center of the impact cracked and spread, and the sand and dust were filled, obscuring the sky and the sun. The heat wave spreads with the shock wave, causing the temperature in the arena to rise sharply.

"Boom!"

The impact was deadlocked for nearly five seconds, and the earth-shattering explosion suddenly exploded, as if the Storm Arena was shaking.

At the same time, a ten-meter-high mushroom cloud rose, and Fregaar flew upside down in a parabola like a kite with a broken string, falling heavily to the ground. Albert was also uncomfortable, and the splash of sword qi hit him, sweeping him away and falling to the ground.

The breeze blew and the dust and smoke dissipated.

A large crater about five meters in diameter and more than one meter deep emerged.

The audience was so silent that they forgot to cheer and applaud. It is unbelievable that the confrontation between a seven-star martial artist and a six-star ancient mage can burst out with such terrifying power.

"Tie?"

A voice suddenly sounded, breaking the calm. Immediately after, as if a chain reaction had been triggered, the audience instantly boiled over and began to discuss eagerly.

The stands were bustling, but the stadium was silent. The two teenagers were lying on the ground with their eyes closed.

After a while, Fregaar's eyes snapped open, then he coughed violently and struggled to his feet. He was in a state of confusion at the moment, with wounds all over his body and covered in blood. But when he saw Albert lying on the ground, he laughed out loud despite the pain.

Fregaar was ecstatic that he had defeated the God-given Mage, and even though he wasn't fighting his peers, he was proud enough. Among his achievements, he carved the most brilliant stroke.

He is the brightest new star in the starry night sky.