"Haha, Sarah, you should try this, woman. ”

At the Sweaty Graeme Gladiator Academy, the orc Gulf had just won a gladiatorial duel, and the human lord Olos rewarded a half-orc girl for him to enjoy. When he walked into his room, Gulf happened to meet Jabbar, who was sitting in the middle of the cell, and of course, Jabbar, now known as Sarah, and all the humans and orc companions in the gladiator academy called him that.

"Oh, you go to your room by yourself, I'm not good at this, I already have a wife. ”

Glancing at the huge and slightly drunk Gulf in front of him, Jabbar said lightly, and even those blue eyes didn't bother to look at the female half-orc in front of him again, not because the other party was a half-orc, but because of this dirty deal.

"Wife, don't be funny, Sarah, we're all prisoners now, and we don't know if we'll be able to get out in the future, so why don't you catch the woman you have now and enjoy it." If you want to go out, let's win a hundred gladiators first. ”

Gulf grabbed the female orc while messing around in her ** position, this picture made Jabbar feel extremely disgusted to watch. Is this a barbaric primitive society? Is it so that the orcs are so full of primitive desires that there is no other nobler faith or code of conduct?

"I'll win a hundred gladiators. ”

Glancing at Gulf and the female orc in his arms in front of him, Jabbar longed for this female orc and Gulf to completely disappear from front of him.

"Just you? haha, don't be funny. ”

As soon as Abdul-Jabbar spoke, Gulf began to taunt. As the head of the orc gladiators, Gulf was tall and bloodthirsty and brutal once he was on the battlefield, but even he didn't dare to say that he could kill a hundred gladiators, and every time he went to the arena, he risked his life to kill those human gladiators or lions and black bears. It was a blessing to have survived so far, but even so, he had only killed a dozen or so human gladiators. So Abdul-Jabbar's words look like a fart to Gurf right now.

“......”

Jabbar ignored Gulf's ridicule, in fact, such a depraved behavior of this tall orc had already made Jabbar very unhappy, and many times, Jabbar just held back the anger in his heart and didn't want to attack.

"Hey, Sarah. I'm talking to you. ”

Seeing that Abdul-Jabbar ignored himself at all, he ignored him completely, and he didn't even want to look up. Gulf was angry, he was a star in the arena, everyone had to respect him, and it was the first time Gulf had seen such a disdainful look as Abdul-Jabbar. The rage burned and pulled Jabbar up from the ground, and now the two strong orcs stood facing each other.

In terms of size, Gulf does look stronger and braver than Abdul-Jabbar. But Abdul-Jabbar wasn't bad, after all, the first time the orcs trained him, making him look like a battle-hardened warrior, and he was.

"Let go. ”

Pulled from the ground by Gulf, Jabbar roared in response. The argument between the two orcs immediately attracted the attention of the other orcs present.

"Roar. ”

The next moment, the savage Gulf let go of Jabbar and swung his punch. But Jabbar was also a quick fighter and directly caught Gurve's fierce blow with his right hand. Although he has not yet been in the arena, this does not mean that his combat power is inferior to that of the big man in front of him, Gulf.

Easily stopped by Jabbar's punch, Gurf was even more violent, already a little drunk, and despised by his kind, the furious orcs swung their fists at Jabbar. The orcs on the field watched one after another, and some orcs wanted to go up to stop it, but they didn't dare to stop it because they thought of Gurf's violent lethality. Everyone sweated for Abdul-Jabbar, the new companion.

"Hmph. ”

Jabbar roared when he was hit in the chest by Gulf's furious fist, but then grabbed the opponent's arm, and pulled Gulf's arm sideways and forcefully pulled Gulf's arm over, and the arena champion suddenly lost his center of gravity and threw his head forward. Abdul-Jabbar, on the other hand, took advantage of this opportunity and quickly withdrew his left hand, and a sharp elbow strike hit the berserk orc in the face. A series of movements were like a veteran warrior who had been on the battlefield for many years, which made the onlookers feel a burst of surprise and excitement. Gulf was knocked to the ground by the sudden elbow blow, letting out a scream of pain as red blood flowed from his nostrils.

"Roar. ”

Gulf fell to the ground and tried to struggle to get up, but Jabbar directly didn't give the other party a chance at this time, and stepped on Gulf's chest, and the weight of the orc's body made Gulf unable to get up again.

"Brothers, sisters. We are all orcs, why do we want to kill each other? Today, I am not going to fight a real orc, but an orc who has not yet awakened, is at the mercy of others, and has lost hope. ”

Jabbar's big feet stepped on Gulf's chest and began to address his companions around him. That's not Jabbar's forte, but now, this self-depraved orc has forced Jabbar to regain his former leadership posture and shout at a group of bewildered orcs.

"Brothers and sisters, we are not a race that is inherently enslaved and at the mercy of others. We have our own beliefs, our own code of conduct. Humans have locked us up here, forcing us to wrestle with our own people, to fight wild beasts, to wrestle with their gladiators, but this is not what we were meant to do. They indoctrinate us with the idea of slaves, so that we do not see hope, we do not see a free life. But that doesn't mean we can be depressed, degraded, or even accept the ideas they give us. We are orcs, not beasts! If we win a gladiatorial fight today, we will reward you with a piece of meat, reward you with a woman, and let you vent, what do they think of us?

Stepping on Gulf's sturdy chest, Jabbar continued to shout, hoping that his fellow orcs in front of him would awaken, just as he had shouted to the many orcs still trapped in the brutal rule of Bloodroar as he stood in the Ingres Mine. And at this moment, Abdul-Jabbar's speech did win the approval of the orcs present.

"This is not the life we want!"

One of the young orcs stepped forward and shouted after Abdul-Jabbar. The orcs began to stir.

"This is not the life we want, we remember that in the northern savannah, we ran freely, hunted happily with our own people, and built our homes. We have our own home, our own wife, our own children. We are orcs, we have our own lives, and we should go back to our original lives. This is not where we belong!"

With the roar of the young orc, Jabbar continued to speak, which resonated with many orcs and pushed the atmosphere of the scene to a high climax.

"Hey, hey, what are you doing?"

However, the noise of the orcs in the cell also caught the attention of the prison guards, and several human guards in fine armor walked up to the door of the prison and shouted at the orc slaves inside through the bars.

Soon, however, the human guards saw a pair of blood-red, angry eyes. The orcs were locked in prison, otherwise at this moment, these human guards would have been torn to pieces by the raging orcs.

"Brothers, be quiet and calm. Now is not the time to fight them, we are unarmed, we do not have the keys to our prisons. ”

I saw the eyes of the orcs around me who longed for freedom and revenge. Jabbar shouted again, hoping that everyone would calm down, that if you want to regain your freedom, you need reason, you need to fight with your head, and now is not the time to fight against the human guards......