In the western continent of the Pound continent originally stood a lot of countries, these countries are as many as the stars and cows, some of them once had a brilliant culture, some countries have amazing achievements in art, these countries were once warmly praised by bards as "the bright galaxy belt of the western continent", they bloomed the most dazzling brilliance of this continent.

Romantic bards can be found everywhere in the western continent, and artists and artists in dashing robes can be seen everywhere, and they are worshipped like gods on this continent.

However, when a country that greatly admired military force rose, these countries that admired art and culture and pursued peace and pleasure fell one after another under the iron heel of the Pound Empire, or were completely wiped out, and since then they have been wiped out in the long river of history, or they have become subordinate countries of this empire, groveling.

The kings of countries such as the Duchy of Marta and the Duchy of York, which have become vassals of the Pound Empire, still lament the earth-shaking changes brought to this continent by the martial spirit of this empire.

Most of the poets, artists and craftsmen were recruited by the emperor into the palace to build magnificent palaces and statues for the royal family of Kriza, while others were unwilling to succumb to the iron hooves of the Pound Empire and chose to flee one after another.

In this country, the emperor encouraged young people to enlist in the army, and the emperor ordered that any young man who chose to join the army be exempted from the three-year drudgery of a family's labor, which led to a large number of ordinary people sending their children to the army in order to reduce the burden on the family and find a future for their children.

These children did not sit back and relax after joining the army, they would go through extremely rigorous training and tragic elimination before they were finally selected into the Emperor's Iron Guard, where they underwent further rigorous training.

However, at this time, an inevitable problem arose, a large number of elite soldiers were selected into the emperor's personal guard, most of these soldiers were selected from poor and poor civilian families, they were desperately loyal to the emperor for their own families, for the sake of their future lives, and no one could move them except His Majesty the emperor.

These guards are the first and most important line of defense in the capital, whether it is an invasion of foreign enemies or a rebellion of internal enemies, they are the winners and losers of His Majesty the Emperor in one fell swoop.

The combat effectiveness of such an important army can naturally be imagined, and every emperor of the Pound Empire regards this pro-guard army as a baby bump in the palm of his hand, and he does not move it at all on weekdays.

However, in this way, a unit that has not fought for a long time and has not changed its guard will inevitably lead to a decline in combat effectiveness and serious corruption within the army.

When the corruption of the pro-guard army was at its worst, it was so bad that there was no military discipline and military rules in the army, the soldiers only knew that there was a commander but did not know that there was an emperor, and the weapons in the arsenal were piled up but most of them were rotten and rusty, and the soldiers not only could not walk the most basic formation, but even did not know how to equip the most basic weapons.

Until the youth of Kriza XV, the prince rebelled, and the rebels approached the capital, and the emperor panicked and mobilized the guards guarding the capital to exterminate the rebels.

However, how could such a group of troops who could not even hold weapons be the opponents of the rebels like wolves?

His Majesty the Emperor originally expected the Guards to defeat the rebels for him, and even if he didn't win, he could delay a little time, but what shocked him was that the Guards, known as the strongest army in the Pound Empire, immediately collapsed after just a little contact with the rebels.

If it weren't for the fact that Kriza XV relied on the powerful and terrifying defense of Clark Tower to bite the rebels down and consume a lot of their strength, the huge empire might no longer be the royal family of Kriza by now.

Having learned from the past, Kriza XV, who had re-established the situation, not only rebuilt the Pro-Guards, but also, in order to maintain the fighting power of the Pro-Guards, he appointed a series of extremely iron-blooded policies.

One of the most effective of these policies was that he randomly selected a member of the Pro-Guard, and every other month he participated in major gladiatorial battles, fighting to the death against the world's most powerful gladiators. His Majesty the Emperor would not only visit the arena in person, but also personally receive and commend the soldiers and officers who fought bravely.

In this way, His Majesty's move not only greatly increased the enthusiasm of the training of the guards, but also surprised His Majesty the Emperor himself that his move also directly stimulated the vigorous development of the slave trade industry in the empire, and a large number of slave traders frantically searched for the strong men with force among the slaves.

This policy was introduced in the thirteenth year of the reign of Kriza XV and lasted until the sixty-fourth year after the accession of Kriza XVI, and has lasted for one hundred and seven years, until today the monthly battles between the Imperial Guards and gladiators have become a common practice in the imperial capital of Garcia.

Of course, Princess Angel also knows this, but although she knows, the tension and resentment in her heart are getting stronger and stronger.

She looked nervously at the field, trying her best to identify Tang Jie's figure among the panicked gladiators, but the place where she was sitting was more than a hundred meters away from the field, even if she watched with the help of a small and delicate monocular, she could only vaguely see the general figure of a person, and most of the gladiators in the gladiatorial arena were wearing helmets, where could they recognize Tang Jie's figure?

The more Angel couldn't find Tang Jie's figure, the more uneasy her heart became, and when she saw the Imperial Guards dispatching four troops to fight the gladiators at the same time, Angel's uneasiness and anger suddenly reached its peak.

She knew that although every month the Imperial Guards were randomly selected by the Emperor to participate in a gladiatorial battle, it was unprecedented for four armies of the same size to fight in the field at the same time!

There must be someone among them who wants to completely exterminate this ragged and terrified gladiator!

And who this person is, Angel can imagine it even if he thinks about it with his ass, and the answer is obviously about to come out!

Kirk, you god-cursed wretch!

Angel stared at Kirk with a cold and extremely resentful look, but as she stared at Kirk and gritted her teeth, a roar of rage suddenly erupted in the arena.

The elite guards shouted, marching in unison, their armor clashing with a clattering sound, like a moving steel castle, slowly approaching the gladiators from all directions!

"This is a murder, this is a shameful murder!!" Krudia was shocked by the fierce and murderous soldiers in front of him, and his face turned pale and trembled!

"We're done!!" a gladiator cried out in horror, his voice hovering over the gladiators' heads like a curse of death, leaving them all pale and frightened.

Tang Jie watched these soldiers not far away rumbling like a steel chariot at this time, his skin could feel a murderous aura piercing him, Tang Jie's heart was awe-inspiring, he turned his head violently, carefully watching the faces and eyes of each gladiator.

At this time, he wants to find a warrior who still has the courage to fight among this group of people as soon as possible, and form an alliance with him to cooperate, there is no chance of winning alone, and the fingers on the palm of his hand can only hit people when they are together!

Tang Jie's eyes swept quickly, and soon landed on the werewolf Morgan.

This wild werewolf, who had a rough aura from top to bottom, was different from the people around him, his eyes at this time emitted a green light, and his eyes revealed a strong warlike and excited look, he bared his teeth, the saliva in his mouth dripped from the bright red flesh, and the sharp claws in the palms of his hands kept rubbing back and forth, making a sharp and piercing sound.

For the orcs, battle is their life, and Paparit, the god of fire they worship, sent down the book of Revelation when they were born, teaching them: If you die in battle, then on the totem spirit of fire, your soul will be immortal!

Therefore, although the soldiers in front of him looked extremely terrifying, and Morgan knew in his heart that he was certain to die, he still did not have any timidity, as if he had never been afraid of this emotion in his life.

Tang Jie's eyes showed a look of appreciation and admiration, it seemed that the only person in this group of people was worthy of joining forces with him, but they had a little conflict before.

"Hey, my name is Tang Jie, what's your name?" When everyone was frightened and overwhelmed, Tang Jie quietly squeezed to Morgan's side and asked in a low voice.

As soon as Morgan's eyes saw Tang Jie, he suddenly let out a low whistle of bluff in his throat: "Cowardly and incompetent human, what are you doing near me, be careful that I pinch and burst your eggs!"

At the moment of the great enemy, Morgan didn't have the heart to fight Tang Jie first, not to mention that with his innate beastly instinct, he could feel that the man next to him was very powerful, and even his strength was above him.

Tang Jie listened to Morgan's words, but he was not angry, he glanced at the approaching soldiers around him, and asked, "Do you want to live?"

This sentence is more effective than 10,000 flattering words, although the orcs are not afraid of death, but they will not let go of the road of life, they must go to the road of death.

When Morgan heard this, the hideous expression on his face suddenly weakened a little, he stared at Tang Jie and said, "Cunning human, what do you want to say?"

Tang Jie only said two words to Morgan at this time, and these soldiers were already approaching only more than ten meters away from them, the murderous aura on the field became more and more intense, and the atmosphere became more and more tense, Tang Jie didn't care about nonsense, he said quickly: "If you want to live, you must join forces with us!"

The corners of Morgan's mouth curled, and a bright red tooth flesh cracked out at the base of his mouth, which can be regarded as a smile: "Teaming up, with you, and a human, this is really the best joke I've ever heard!"

Tang Jie's face was solemn at this time, and he began to slowly release a thick murderous aura all over his body: "Joke? Do you see all this in front of you as a farce and a joke? That's really a pity......

Seeing that Morgan was showing strong hostility, Tang Jie didn't have time to convince him again, so he had to let out a deafening roar among the panicked gladiators.

The roar was not loud in the deafening whistling of the arena and the terrifying shrill footsteps of the soldiers, but it was enough for every gladiator to hear clearly.

"Warriors!!" Tang Jie roared, he raised a hand and shouted, "If you want to live, move closer to me!"

Most of the gladiators around them were warriors who had fought to the death, and their panic was shocked by the absolute overwhelming strength displayed by the soldiers, and partly because there was no leader among them who could lead them to fight as one person.

To face a well-equipped and well-trained soldier with a scattered rabble is certain to death!

This was the thought on the mind of almost every gladiator.

It is precisely because of this that they have lost their courage and wit, and when people are terrified to the extreme, their whole mind will be in a state of blank mind, and if one person can stand up and shout and make the sound of the horse, then they will reflexively obey this person.

When a group of people panicked, whoever can stand up can lead this group of people, this is the innate social collectivity of human beings, and at this time, Tang Jie's face did not change and shouted, and suddenly like an invisible hand, he immediately gathered everyone's attention.

Whether it was someone who looked down on him as a gladiator newcomer, or other gladiators who relied on their own strength on weekdays, they all unconsciously moved closer to Tang Jie and gradually gathered together.

Tang Jie was wearing a helmet, staring at the soldiers who were getting closer and closer in front of him, he knew that if he reasoned with them at this time and made a speech to motivate them, it would be pure funny nonsense, at this time, only the most concise and effective battle orders could make this group of people regain their courage and hold their weapons!

"Concentrate your forces, fight a batch first, don't disperse, and follow me later!!" Tang Jie shouted loudly, and the golden fighting qi on his body began to burn like a flame.

In such an iron-blooded gladiatorial arena, strength is always the best pass, and when Tang Jie's fiery fighting spirit suddenly erupted, the last trace of doubt in the hearts of the gladiators disappeared, and was replaced by a mechanical obedience.

Tang Jie ran the fighting qi in his body to almost boiling at this time, he could feel that after he experienced a battle with the sword saint Anthony, the fighting qi in his body seemed to become more vigorous, but what he didn't know was that when he was unconscious, the fighting qi in his body was constantly fighting hand-to-hand with the fighting spirit of the sword saint Anthony, which was like a person's muscles and bones were constantly polishing and exercising.

These two fighting spirits fought to the end, and they gradually merged with each other, like a river flowing into the sea, and they could no longer distinguish each other.

Tang Jie could feel his blood rushing in his body like a river, and the battle intent was boiling in his veins like a squirting magma, in this roaring gladiatorial arena, the murderous aura around him was mixed with whistling like a wave of angry waves, lifting him to the peak wave after wave!

Tang Jie felt that his bulging muscles seemed to contain endless strength, and the soreness he felt when he had just woken up had long been replaced by a sense of excitement with a high fighting spirit!

He took a deep breath, and the flow of the fighting qi in his body unconsciously drove the boiling fighting qi outside his body, and this fighting qi was like a whirlpool hurricane, attracting the surrounding sand and stones to rotate constantly.

This anomaly in the gladiatorial arena shocked all the people's spirits, and they wanted to see a fight of equal strength rather than a one-sided slaughter, seeing that among the gladiators whose morale had been extremely low, a warrior with a burning golden fighting spirit suddenly stood out, and all of them immediately burst into cheers and warm applause.

The civilians shouted loudly, waving their arms and shouting hysterically: "Go, go!"

The nobles gently tapped the palm of the other hand with the fingertips of one hand reservedly, and they applauded and inquired about the identity of this person.

When Angel saw the situation in front of him, his eyes suddenly widened, and his body was about to stand up violently, but he immediately controlled it vigilantly, and then clasped his hands tightly together.

Could that be him? Could that be him!

Tang Jie's fighting spirit was boiling at the peak at this time, his boiling golden fighting spirit made the elite soldiers in front of him also awe-inspiring, the officers lifted, the soldiers stopped suddenly, and the officers shouted: "Get off the shield!"

With a neat sound of "boom", the soldiers immediately built a steel wall in front of them, strictly protecting themselves in it, and then one after another sharp spears stretched out from the connecting holes between the shields and pointed at Tang Jie fiercely.

What's even more terrifying is that there are blue magic elements faintly flowing on this shield wall, and it is obvious that the shield has a magic array pattern carefully drawn by the magician!

They firmly believed that even if the ninth-level sword fighter's nirvana was released, their shield array would be able to take it!

However, Tang Jie did not intend to bombard this seemingly impregnable steel wall.

After he took a deep breath into his lungs, the power of his whole body quickly grabbed from the soles of his feet, like a mighty boiling avalanche, surging towards Tang Jie's left arm like lightning.

Tang Jie's Barba's arm was full of fighting spirit at this time, and the black barba black lines on the black cocoon were like flames twisting and burning, he raised this arm high, and then slammed it to the ground!

The Great Avalanche and the Earth Roar!!

Rumble!!!

The ground was suddenly hit hard by Tang Jie, and suddenly the ground in front of Tang Jie was like a carpet that had been shaken, and a wave surged towards the shield array!

How did these soldiers expect Tang Jie's attack to be so unbelievable, and they were suddenly thrown into the air one by one, and then the people fell to the ground on their backs!

The impregnable shield array suddenly collapsed!!

Tang Jie burst out at once, and the originally noisy gladiatorial arena suddenly became silent, everyone's eyes widened, their mouths widened, and they looked at the arena in amazement, looking at the gladiator who was like a god of war!

The silence of this moment was like a time standstill, but then an earth-shattering whistling sound swept over immediately, and everyone invariably let out a fanatical and excited shout and cheer, and the gladiatorial arena was like a sea of stormy waves, surging!

In this stormy roar, Tang Jie turned his head and shouted at the group of gladiators who were in a daze behind him, this voice could not be covered by the shouts like the huge waves that shook the sky, it was so clear, so vibrating the heart!

"Kill !!"

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Uh, the update is really a bit late, this is yesterday's update, today's update I try to send it out early, sorry sorry!