Tang Jie felt as if he had just been hit by a high-speed train, and then stepped on by an elephant back and forth with his feet, his muscles were so painful that they seemed to be torn apart, and his head was buzzing.

He subconsciously grabbed a hand that was coming at him, and the muscles of his body were already torn so that he almost cried out in pain.

He looked around blankly, at a fat man standing in front of him who looked at him with an inexplicable fear, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Where is this? I'm not dead?"

The moment Tang Jie's eyes opened, an extremely sharp gaze was revealed in his eyes, which was an unconscious display of a person's strong blood and vigorous spirit.

It's like a fierce tiger and lion, the moment you suddenly open your eyes, its innate majesty will be revealed through its gaze, which is terrifying.

The fat man Krudia was shocked by this moment's eyes, so he was frightened, and his wrist was caught by Tang Jie for a while without any reaction.

Tang Jie looked around and found himself in a dark room, this room was surrounded by iron railings on three sides, and on the other side was a stone wall with only one window, and on the stone wall hung a rusty candlestick, on which the candle tears were piled up, like mountains and hills, and on the candlestick there was a small dim flame, as small as a bean, illuminating the dark blue moss-covered wall.

In this dark room, Tang Jie soon found that there were several pairs of cold and hostile eyes lurking in all corners of the room, as if the demons of the hellish abyss were staring at him coldly, and they would show their hideous fangs and pounce on him at any time.

Krudia looked at Tang Jie's confused expression, smiled, he shook off Tang Jie's hand that caught him, shrugged his shoulders, and said, "Welcome to hell, honorable nobleman!"

"Hell?" Tang Jie was stunned for a moment, his eyes swept away, the wet and cold ground was messily scattered with some white Sensen's bone remains, the air was filled with a rotten and terrifying smell, this foul smell penetrated into his nostrils everywhere, destroying Tang Jie's nerves and flesh, if this was hell, Tang Jie felt that there should be no place more like hell than here.

"So, I'm dead?" Tang Jie said stunned, in his opinion, he took the sword saint Anthony hard, he should have no physiology, he has never done anything good in his life, and he is quite disrespectful to the gods, it is estimated that it is a little difficult to go to heaven, and it is reasonable if it is in hell.

Krudia looked at Tang Jie's blank expression, he smiled and said, "You are not dead yet, but you are not far from death!"

"Hmm, I'm not dead, so where is this?" Tang Jie carefully pinched his thigh, and after making sure that he was not dead, his confused eyes suddenly became sharp.

Krudia looked at Tang Jie's eyes like torches, and his heart was secretly awe-inspiring, and he said: "This is the most terrifying place in the world, but maybe after a while, you will go to another more terrifying place!"

"Don't play dumb riddles with me!" Tang Jie frowned secretly, "Tell me the answer straightforwardly!"

Krudia spread her hands: "Don't you know how you got in?"

Tang Jie thought for a moment and said, "I only remember that after I had a move with the Sword Saint, I woke up and was here......"

"What?!" Krudia was startled and shouted "What did you just say?"

His words were so loud that his voice echoed in the dark dungeon, and a thick and deep voice suddenly sounded like muffled thunder not far away.

"Shut your mouth, Krudia, or I'll never open you!" the voice was not loud, but it was full of power and a deep violence in the dark and silent prison.

When Krudia heard this voice, he was immediately startled, he lowered his voice, approached Tang Jie, widened his eyes, and asked like a visitor from outside the sky: "You, you mean, you have a trick with the Sword Saint? You, are you sure it's the Sword Saint Anthony?"

Tang Jie tilted his head, his eyes were empty, as if he was recalling the amazing sword of the sword saint Anthony, that sword made him understand a lot of things, although he was defeated, but his heart was still there, and he could vaguely feel that the qi and blood in his body seemed to be more vigorous and powerful than before.

Although Tang Jie didn't answer Krudia's words, the complicated look on his face suddenly gave Krudia an answer.

It's a mixture of staring, awe, excitement, and yearning.

Krudia's gaze when he looked at Tang Jie at this time had changed, and he thought about what he wanted to do to Tang Jie just now, and he couldn't help but have a cold war in his heart.

This is someone who can fight the Sword Master and survive!!

In the thousands of battles that the Juggernaut has experienced, those who can survive from his hands can be counted on one hand, and all of them will be famous and powerful in the future.

And now, I have such a person in front of me!

Krudia's brain turned rapidly, and the look in his eyes was filled with a bit of awe and flattery, if he wanted to survive here, he must not only have strength, but also have the ability to look at his face and check the situation.

"My lord, I don't know what you call it?" asked Krudia in a flattering whisper.

"Tang Jie ......" Tang Jie said lightly, his eyes were still a little hollow, and he seemed to be immersed in the feeling of the moment when he and the sword saint Anthony made a move.

"Dear Lord Tang Jie, I wonder if you are willing to accept a sincere friendship in this place that is more like hell than hell?" Krudia smiled and stretched out his hand to Tang Jie.

Tang Jie came back to his senses, he lowered his head, stared at the obscene fat man beside him with blazing eyes, and said coldly: "If I'm not mistaken, it seems that someone just wanted to beat me while I was unconscious?"

Krudia suddenly sweated, and he smiled cautiously: "Misunderstanding, that's just a misunderstanding." What's more, there are no eternal friends and no eternal enemies in this world, right?"

Tang Jie stared straight at Krudia until he had a burst of hair on his back, Tang Jie smiled faintly, slapped Krudia's hand with his hand, and slapped his black dirty hand back: "Okay, tell me about the situation here, let's start with where this is." ”

Crudia's outstretched hand did not receive a response, he was not embarrassed, then smiled, naturally withdrew his hand, and said: "This is the underground prison of the Colosseum of Garcia, and all around you are gladiators belonging to a slave owner named Norman. ”

"Gladiatorial Arena? Underground Prison?!" Tang Jie's face had a strange expression, no matter how rich his associative ability was, he couldn't imagine why he would appear in this ghost place when he woke up?

If he appeared in Garcia's prison or guillotine, he could understand a little, but he had obviously committed the felony of killing his head and was defeated by the Juggernaut, but why was he imprisoned in an underground prison in a gladiatorial arena when he woke up?

Just like Tang Jie's head was full of question marks at this time, Krudia was also full of questions at this time, and he also had a lot of questions to ask Tang Jie, for example, why did a person like you in luxurious clothes appear in this ghost place?

But as soon as he saw Tang Jie's expression, he knew that this black-haired man didn't know the answer himself, so he closed his mouth very obediently and didn't ask questions.

Tang Jie sat on the ground in a daze, his back against the cold wall, his eyes looked at the dark ceiling, and he felt completely emotional: a day ago, he was a guest of honor in this city, but a day later, he was suddenly reduced to a prisoner.

I don't know how Angel is doing, is she still safe?

How do I get out of this place?

Thinking of this, Tang Jie lowered his head and asked Krudia in a low voice, "Do you want to escape with me?"

"Get out?" "Krudia seems to have heard the funniest joke, "don't be kidding, countless people who have said the same thing to you have now turned into a pile of bones!

Tang Jie said coldly: "If you want to escape, there will always be a way, unless you are willing to be a slave, and then use your blood and life to please those noble lords." ”

"Hmm, you're not a nobleman?" Crudia looked at Tang Jie in surprise.

Tang Jie sneered: "Do I look like a nobleman?"

Krudia muttered inside, "At least your clothes look like they." ”

Tang Jie tore his shirt with a tear: "To hell with this dress." ”

After he finished speaking, he turned his head, looked at Krudia and said, "Now, let's move on to the escape, but before that, you might as well tell me your name." ”

"You can call me Krudia, or you can call me Meatball Krewe...... That's what they all call me. Krudia shook her head vigorously, "Forget about running away, you can't escape." Moreover, after a while, it will be a large-scale gladiatorial battle once a month, so you have to find a way to survive first, and then think about escaping. ”

Speaking of this, Krudia was stunned for a moment, then looked at Tang Jie with a different look in his eyes, and said, "Perhaps, you can challenge the five-game winning streak, so that you can leave here as a free person." ”

"Hmm, big gladiatorial battles, five consecutive victories, what do you mean?" Tang Jie asked.

"It's very simple, as long as you can win five consecutive victories in a big gladiatorial battle, you are eligible to be retried by all the spectators present, if they agree to let you be free, then you can be free, even the emperor can't change this result, but if they don't agree, then your five consecutive victories will be in vain!" Crudia looked at Tang Jie like a madman, "My personal advice is, forget about five consecutive victories, that is an act of death, no one can pass five levels in a row!"

Tang Jie didn't seem to hear Krudia's words, and his eyes burned with a blazing gaze.

Krudia looked at Tang Jie's eyes, he sighed, shook his head, and sighed secretly in his heart: it was easy to think that he had found a tough backer here, but he didn't expect to die so soon......

In his opinion, five consecutive victories are definitely not something that can be accomplished by manpower, a person not only has to deal with five fierce and terrifying battles in a row, but also a battle is more difficult and tragic than the other, even if he can not bear the injury all the time, he will be exhausted until the end, even if it is an iron god statue, it will be ground into residue by high-intensity battles!

Krudia was sighing to herself, when suddenly the door was pushed open, and a strong torch light came in from the outside, illuminating the dark cell.

"Aha, my children, are you all ready, today is our holiday, you have to play in the best condition, don't disgrace me!" a short, fat man walked in under layers of guards, and said loudly.

The gladiators in the cell raised their heads one after another, staring coldly at him with cold, bloodthirsty eyes.

Tang Jie squinted at the fat man in the light of the torch, and he laughed: "Compared with him, I suddenly found that you are much cuter." ”

Krudia whispered, "Don't make fun of him, he is the slave owner Shabine, and he controls the life and death of all the gladiators here!"

"Oh?" Tang Jie's eyes lit up, and he secretly measured the distance between him and Shabin, "You say, if I can hold him hostage, can I escape?"

Krudia was taken aback, and he said with a wry smile: "Don't be kidding, the people standing next to him are the Royal Guard, they don't care who you are holding hostage, even if you catch the stupid pig Sabine as a shield, they will kill it!"

Tang Jie sighed: "That's a pity......"

Krudia looked at Tang Jie: "It seems that this is not the first time you have done this kind of hijacking thing?"

Tang Jie shrugged his shoulders: "No, I've only done it once, and I've only held a princess hostage......"

Krudia was dumbfounded, for such a big crime as holding a princess hostage, wasn't he actually cut into pulp?

While the two of them were saying this in private, Shabine's men opened the gladiator's prison one after another, slamming their swords against the bars of the prison and making a cacophony of voices: "Come out, all of you, bring your anger and hatred into the field, and let your enemies endure all this!

The gladiators slowly stood up to the sound of rapid slapping, and they walked out of their prisons with heavy handcuffs and leg cuffs.

Heavily armed guards pointed at them with spears, and then the slave owner Sabine's men unshackled them.

Tang Jie took a closer look around by the light of the fire, and he found that among these gladiators, there were not only humans of various races with different skin colors, but also dwarves, elves, and orcs.

Especially not far from Tang Jie, a werewolf with long and hard black fur was very surprising to Tang Jie, he had never seen such a half-orc with a wolf's head but similar to a human torso.

This werewolf seemed to feel Tang Jie's gaze, he turned his head, stared at Tang Jie viciously, bared his teeth, and showed long and sharp teeth in his mouth, and said hideously: "What do you see?"

Tang Jie shrugged his shoulders, gestured at the werewolf, and said, "You have so much hair on your body, will you have lice?"

The other gladiators laughed out loud in fear that the world would not be chaotic, and the werewolf was immediately furious, ignoring the weapons of the soldiers beside him, and immediately rushed towards Tang Jie: "You bastard incompetent human boy, I will tear your flesh apart!"

But before he pounced, he was knocked to the ground by several spears, he lay on the ground, his mouth made a snoring sound, and his eyes stared at Tang Jie angrily.

Tang Jie sighed, turned his head, and looked at Krudia with an innocent face: "I just want to care about him......"

Krudia smiled wryly and said, "You went to provoke this madman Morgan...... Alas, I really don't know what to say. ”

"Then say nothing, gentlemen!" Shabin suddenly interjected at this time, he looked Tang Jie up and down, the fat on his face piled together, it was a smile, "Ah, isn't this our new guest?Praise Gaia, the god of the earth, you are stronger than a lion, oh, I'm going to make an extra fortune again, hey, York, what are you doing in a daze, give weapons to my children!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his men took all kinds of armor and weapons and handed them to the gladiator.

Tang Jie saw that the armor they were wearing was the most rudimentary leather armor, which was not only dilapidated, but could only protect a very limited part of the body.

But these were already a luxury for the gladiators, and they carefully checked the armor on their bodies, carefully fastening them, these things looked shabby, but they might be able to save their lives at a critical time.

Shabin looked Tang Jie up and down, and he said with a smile: "Hey, give our new guest a good weapon to take advantage of!"

After saying that, one of the attendants next to him glanced at the other person, who understood, took a long knife and handed it over.

Tang Jie took the knife and looked at it, and immediately became angry in his heart, and the evil was born to the side of the bold, this knife was so rusty that it was almost invisible, but he was afraid that it would break when he touched it, and he actually used it as a weapon!

Tang Jie only wanted to stab this knife into the fat man's mouth at this time, but his eyes swept over the spears next to him, and the murderous anger was aimed at his soldiers, and he suddenly suppressed his anger in his heart, and asked in a deep voice, "Where is my armor?"

Sabin laughed, took a helmet casually, and threw it in Tang Jie's hand: "This is your armor, my hero!

No matter how stupid Tang Jie was at this time, he knew that he was being taken care of, no matter how shabby and shabby the others were, they all had a piece of armor, and he only had a broken horn of the straight uncovered helmet, he gritted his teeth with hatred in his heart, but when he was about to have a seizure, he saw Krudia looking at him with a frightened face, and shook his head secretly.

can't be impulsive, even if you can take a bad breath at this time, you can't break out of Garcia, once the sword saint Anthony comes to deal with him again, he will still die.

Tang Jie's steel teeth were almost crushed before he slowly buckled the helmet on his head.

But when this heavy helmet just buckled on his head, a cool and compelling aura immediately seeped into his head from this helmet through Tang Jie's hair, making him suddenly clear.

This helmet was not covered, revealing eyes and faces, only a straight iron bar in front of it covered the middle part of the nose and forehead, Tang Jie wore it and the other gladiators slowly walked through a long, dark aisle under the vigilance of the soldiers, and came to a gate more than three meters high.

Shabin laughed and said to Tang Jie: "Come on, warriors, this is your battlefield!!"

With a "squeak", the door was slowly opened, and the strong and dazzling light outside immediately illuminated Tang Jie's eyes.

The cheers that were blocked outside the gate immediately poured in like a stormy wave, Tang Jie seemed to feel like he was back in the sea at this moment, the murderous land he was standing on was the sea with the undulating waves, and this earth-shattering cheer was the surging angry waves!