After Tang Jie's roar, there was a sudden feeling in his body that he had been drained of all his strength, he was dizzy for a while, and his upright body shook a little, like a majestic mountain that suddenly trembled, causing a burst of exclamations on the sidelines.

At this time, even if you don't know how to fight, no matter how layman you are at fighting, you can see that this man has reached the limit, and it is difficult for him to stand now, let alone continue to fight at a high intensity.

Tang Jie finally understood at this time why no one in this circular gladiatorial arena had ever been able to win five consecutive games to get out.

Because even if someone with strength can win one, two, or even three, his physical strength is definitely not enough to support him to complete five tragic fights in a row.

Tang Jie was almost exhausted just by dealing with Bawen, let alone dealing with the next two more ferocious battles.

But the arrow in front of him is on the bow, and he has to send it, even if Tang Jie wants to regret it, there is no way out.

After Bawen fell, it was only a moment before a white gate between the golden gate where the soldiers entered and exited and the black iron gate where the gladiators entered and exited slowly opened with a creak.

The gate was taller than the two gates next to it, the gate was as thick as a wall, and the slaves in charge of controlling the opening and closing of the gate inside the arena shouted loudly, pushing waist-thick wooden stakes, and the control mechanism slowly opened the gate.

As the door slowly opened, the field gradually returned to calm, and this time, all of them widened their eyes, wondering what kind of monster had come out of the hole.

Tang Jie stared at the six-meter-high gate with his eyes, he kept taking deep breaths, greedily absorbing oxygen from the air, and then converting it into power in the blood, desperately recovering his strength and physical functions.

Just when everyone was guessing what monster would come out of this gate, suddenly the earth shook violently, and there was a muffled bang, as if a giant who stood up to the sky and the earth had stepped on it in the gladiatorial arena.

The people let out a single exclamation, and they could feel their butts and feet hurt!

Tang Jie didn't seem to hear or feel it, he didn't care what kind of monster the opponent was about to come out, what he cared about most now was that he had to seize every minute and every second to recover his strength, and accumulate the fighting spirit that had passed too quickly just now.

Boom, boom, the earth trembled rhythmically, and this tremor became more and more intense, and when the sound gradually came to the door, it suddenly stopped, and a pair of huge eyes appeared in the dark hole, these eyes were as big as wheels, and the golden pupils instantly revealed strong hostility and hatred.

Before the people in the audience could let out an exclamation, the torch-like eyes suddenly went out, and then a giant about eight meters tall bent down and lowered his head and came out of the gate.

The audience was in an uproar!

Giants, Ancient Gods, Giants!

Once a powerful race that symbolized power and conquered in the War of the Ancient Gods, the Giants!

This race once had an extremely prosperous culture, and what they built once symbolized the highest level of civilization in the world, and the magic cannon they built even after tens of thousands of years passed, it still symbolized the highest force in the world's army!

The Giants inherited the great strength and wisdom of the god Raphael, they were as tall as a mountain, all of them were huge, but they were full of wisdom and creativity, they had the same appearance as humans, but they were many times larger than humans, and their strength was far greater than that of ordinary humans.

They have thousands of catties of strength with every move, and they will tremble with fear when they stomp on the earth, so these extremely intelligent and powerful races are the most powerful races in the ancient gods after the dragon race.

However, even the powerful dragons, to this day, can only inhabit some unknown corners of this world to lick their wounds and survive, and even some sub-races of the dragon clan have been reduced to human mounts, and the human world has one more combat class: dragon knight.

The Dragons are still like this, let alone the Giants.

Because the dragons can rely on their powerful wings to let them fly to the cliffs, caves and mountain tops that humans can't find to inhabit and survive, but the giants can't, they can't fly, they can't make a hole like the dwarves to burrow into the earth, and there is no way to hide in a forest like the elves, relying on the powerful magic passed on to them by the god Raphael, creating a powerful magic barrier that constantly changes positions, to find a place to live.

The giants' proud burly stature has become their Achilles' heel, and wherever they hide, they will be found by humans, and then the heroes and hunters of the human world will flock to them.

The once powerful race has gradually diminished and weakened in the long pursuit and hunting, until it is now on the verge of extinction!

Basically everyone saw the giant race, they have all become slaves of the human world without exception, these huge, terrifying races have long lost the pride and dignity of the past, although everyone in the giant race is an outstanding warrior, the terrifying Hercules, although they once wanted to resist, the vast majority of people in the human world are so weak that they can be crushed to death with one finger, but the top powerhouses in this world are incredibly powerful, so powerful that they are terrified!

This giant clan that drilled out of the gate could feel that there were countless strong people sitting in the aristocratic area in this gladiatorial arena, among which three of them had reached the realm level of the near gods, and there were no less than a dozen strong people close to the realm realm, and there were even more **-level sword fighters and powerful magicians and magicians.

Just sensing this, the giant clan gave up his intention to resist, and he was ready to honestly follow the slave master's words, kill the opponent in front of him, and then go back to sleep comfortably.

Tang Jie was also looking at his opponent dumbfounded at this time, he tilted his head, as if he was looking at a moving mountain, his eyes were straight, and he couldn't say a word.

Tang Jie is 1.8 meters tall, with a burly physique, broad shoulders, and an extremely perfect and strong inverted triangle on his upper body, he can definitely be regarded as a burly and tall man in the human world.

But compared to the giant clan in front of him, he suddenly turned into a little ant!

Is this my opponent?

That's an exaggeration, isn't it?!

But before he could react, a person suddenly jumped down from the shoulders of the giant clan, this person was no different from ordinary people, just because the burly body of the giant clan was too attractive when it appeared, so this person who had been sitting on the shoulders of the giant clan was rarely noticed.

The man looked like a man on the outside, with a handsome but twisted face, his upper body naked, and two bare skeletons on his back, on which were some messy and short feathers.

Compared with the hatred hidden in the Giant Clan, the hatred and anger in this man's eyes were **naked and did not hide it at all.

When a well-informed person saw this person, he immediately gasped and blurted out: "Winged Terran, Ancient God Clan, Winged Terran!"

The Winged Humans had every reason to hate all the humans in front of them, because they were treated more miserably than the Giants.

This huge race, once revered as the "ruler of the sky", was not almost extinct at this time, and the exquisite wings on their backs were extremely sought after luxury goods in the human world, and countless hunters cut off the wings of the hunted winged people, and then handed them over to the merchants, who spent a lot of money to make their feathers into various expensive and gorgeous luxuries for the nobles of the human world to enjoy.

Like the small incense fan held by Michelle, its fan bones are made of the skeleton of the wings of the Winged Terrans, and the feather fan surface is made of the wings of the Winged Terrans.

The worst thing is that some of the winged people were captured alive and reduced to slavery, and in order to prevent them from flying and escaping, the merchants not only cut off their wings, but also completely worn out their wing bones, so that their wings could no longer grow.

Having lost its wings, the Winged Humans could no longer be called the Winged Humans, and the Winged Man who soared in the sky was now transformed into a terrible vengeful demon, standing in the gladiatorial arena, staring at the black-haired man in front of him with his eyes.

He doesn't care if this man has an enmity with him, and he doesn't care if this man has regained his strength now, the only thing he wants to do is kill!

As long as he can kill humans, he can feel happy and comfortable, he hates all humans, hates this land that has been defiled with countless blood and sins, as long as he can kill one more person, even if he trades his broken life for it, he feels extremely excited!

Now, the two Ancient Protoss passed through the gate of the gladiatorial arena and came to this ancient and primitive battlefield, each of them staring at Tang Jie with their own racial hatred, hatred and anger, eager to crush him to pieces in the next second!

There was an uproar on the sidelines, but Tang Jie didn't hear it at all, his two eyes stared at the two ancient relics, although he could guess the torture and pain they had experienced from them, but he had no choice but to have one way to go, that is, kill them and continue to live!

There is no mercy, no sympathy, no tears, there is only the survival of the fittest in nature, the law of survival of the jungle, cruel and bloody!

The fourth, the bloodiest and most brutal battle that would later be talked about by the Garcians, began!