"Kill!"

"Shred him!"

The heart-rending roar of the people in the gladiatorial arena is no longer necessary for them to hide themselves with their usual hypocritical faces. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Everything is real here, violent, bloody, and there is no need to hide it.

The Colosseum was full of negativity, something that was rarely seen in the outside world. But Snow Wind is no stranger to these, and the dark chaos of Blackstone is no less than here.

When he first came to the gladiatorial arena, Xue Feng was surprised by the chaos here, isn't this the capital?

Of course, only Yukikaze knows these thoughts.

Gunn was surprised to see Yukikaze, and thought he was scared by the negativity here.

The angry roar washed over and over again the nerves of Xue Feng and the others, probably because they were all young people, not only were they not frightened but gradually became excited.

"Hahaha, Brother Wen, I'm here, when the game starts, I can't wait. ”

A shrill voice suddenly sounded behind Xue Feng and the others, and the sound like two pieces of iron rubbing against each other made everyone uncomfortable.

They all turned to the man who had spoken.

The man was short and thin, with a narrow jaw that looked like a mean person, and his voice really didn't make a good impression.

This mean-looking person is Chen Nan, the director of the No. 1 field of the Iron Plate in Reese City, and Wen Shanshui went out to make an appointment with him just now.

In fact, although Chen Nan's face is relatively old, he is not as old as Wen Shanshui, and his qualifications in the gladiatorial arena are not as long as Wen Shanshui, so he is not qualified to say the "Brother Wen" just now.

The relationship was not good, and it was a competitor, so Wen Shanshui naturally would not give Chen Nan a good look.

"Didn't you see that the fight in the ring is not over yet?

Choked by Wen Shanshui, Chen Nan's smile immediately stiffened on his face.

After choking Chen Nan, Wen Shanshui turned around and continued to talk to Xue Feng and the others, leaving Chen Nan behind him, so that Chen Nan had no chance to fight back.

Looking at Wen Shanshui's back, Chen Nan's face was gloomy, but he thought about the loss of Wen Shanshui's people after they were defeated for a while.

Chen Nan tilted his head slightly, glanced at the Grim Reaper standing behind him, and his mood suddenly improved a lot.

No matter how strong the person Wen Shanshui is looking for, can he defeat the silver gladiator?

Before he came, Chen Nan had inquired that except for the Grim Reaper standing behind him, there were no silver gladiators who fell into iron gladiators. There are a few bronze gladiators, but they are all people who are not strong and can only advance by luck, and they can't be compared with the Grim Reaper.

As for the rest of the gladiatorial arenas?

Chen Nan didn't believe that Wen Shanshui would spend that strength to find it, not to mention whether the gladiators in other gladiatorial arenas would agree, but Wen Shanshui couldn't stand it if he paid the price.

Chen Nan began to be secretly proud, he was sure that he had won the game.

If nothing else, the gladiators on Wen Shanshui's side were the young men standing beside him.

Chen Nan has also heard about these young people, the strength seems to be good, but no matter how good it is, can he still defeat the god of death on his side?

Haha, I don't know if these young people will cry after losing the game.

The difference in strength between the two gladiators in the ring was not large, and the game lasted for a long time, but Chen Nan was not anxious at all.

When he first kicked around with the Grim Reaper, he was still a little worried that the Grim Reaper would suddenly pit him and make him embarrassed in other venues. But after crushing his opponent many times, Chen Nan has already established a deep faith in the Grim Reaper.

"Wow!"

The audience suddenly erupted in extremely enthusiastic shouts.

The match was over, one gladiator was seriously injured and dying, and the other was also so injured that it was difficult to even stand. No matter how small the gap is, there is always an end, especially in a place like the Colosseum.

Here, there is no such thing as a draw or a winner, as long as you come to power, whether you are seriously injured or killed, you must decide a winner or loser.

It's impersonal, it's cruel, but that's what attracts the audience, after all, that's what they want to see.

"Okay, the game is over, it's time for the exchange match between our two venues to begin, right?"

Chen Nan glanced at the Grim Reaper, and the Grim Reaper walked off the high platform without saying a word, and walked through the audience to the ring.

Chen Nan pulled the Grim Reaper out of his despair, and the Grim Reaper was still quite grateful to him, so he would almost always answer Chen Nan's orders.

The Grim Reaper slowly passed through the audience, and with each passing spectator, the cries in the venue became smaller.

By the time he reached the ring, there was silence in the arena.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the body of the god of death, if he had met this scene half a month ago, maybe he would have been in a mood.

But now he won't.

Sometimes setbacks do contribute to a person's growth.

It can be said that the current Grim Reaper is stronger than before. After experiencing the setbacks that almost crushed him, his state of mind became more peaceful, and he was better able to cope with unexpected situations.

The Grim Reaper's mood is calm, but the audience's mood is not calm.

In recent times, the Grim Reaper has been in the limelight in the Colosseum of Reese City, and almost no one knows about him.

Now the topic of the gladiatorial arena is indispensable, a gladiator named Death swept seven iron arenas, plus the Grim Reaper is resident in the No. 1 venue, Chen Nan has also earned enough face inside the gladiatorial arena.

Now that the Grim Reaper is in the ring on Court 4, isn't this going to kick the field?

Of course, the Grim Reaper doesn't care if the audience is going to kick the stadium, what they care about is that after a while, there will be an extraordinarily fierce gladiatorial fight for them to feast their eyes.

After a brief silence, all the spectators shouted the name of the Grim Reaper almost at the same time, and an atmosphere called frenzy permeated the entire gladiatorial arena.

It is clear that they are the audience of their own venue, but they cheer for the gladiators of other venues, and the anger in Wen Shanshui's heart can be imagined.

"Haha, Brother Wen, where are your gladiators? It can't be these children, right?"

Chen Nan pointed at Xue Feng and the others, and said with contempt on his face.

"Humph!"

Wen Shanshui snorted coldly and did not answer, which made Chen Nan even more embarrassed.

"Miss Li Ruo, I'm sorry for you. Wen Shanshui smiled softly at Li Ruo.

"I'm going. Li Ruo said to Xue Feng.

Xue Feng smiled: "Go! Come on!"

Li Ruo turned around and walked towards the ring, and Chen Nan looked at Li Ruo, who was slowly approaching the ring, dumbfounded.

"Wen Shanshui, you won't be crazy, will you? Do you think that sending a beautiful little girl can defeat the Grim Reaper?"

Although Li Ruo left without paying attention to himself, Wen Shanshui didn't have any feelings of loss at all, but was still in the mood to squeeze Chen Nan.

"What have you been doing in the Colosseum for so many years? Can you survive in the Colosseum if you are only beautiful?"

"Do you think this little girl can beat the Grim Reaper?"

Chen Nan seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world, and his sharp laughter was not hidden at all.

In the face of Chen Nan's ridicule, Wen Shanshui was still calm: "I can beat it, but I won't know it soon after the game is over." ”

If Wen Shanshui argued with himself, Chen Nan might be a little more at ease, but now that Wen Shanshui is still calm, Chen Nan is a little confused.

Hmph, I really don't believe that little girl can defeat the Grim Reaper.

Chen Nan comforted himself in his heart, remembering the previous performance of the Grim Reaper, and the originally somewhat uneasy mood slowly calmed down. (To be continued.) )