"Oladen is a thief!"

"He stole my beast fighter!"

In the aristocratic grandstand area, a middle-aged man with a big belly suddenly stood up. He was covered in jewels and jade, jumping to his feet and scolding without any image, completely suppressing the cheers around him. Everyone turned their heads and saw that it was the challenger of this gladiatorial fight, Donnasiu, the new nobleman in the north of Onda City.

If you say that this Donnaxiu is an upstart, it hasn't been long since he showed his face in the capital. But he spends money like water, and he also has a friendship with Lord Parker, the Secretary of State, which is very pretending to be a fox. An old aristocrat like Ou Lai Deng looked down on such a person the most, and often attacked and ridiculed, and humiliated him on every occasion. But Donnasiu didn't know what to do, he actually broke the tacit understanding of the aristocratic circle, and built his own Colosseum without knowing the sky, so as to show that he was rich.

The newly opened Colosseum, there are not many records, so naturally there are fewer people. If you are interested, you know how to integrate more into the aristocratic circle and make more friends, and you will have contacts in the future. But this nouveau riche just didn't follow the right path, and he heard that as long as he defeated Euledon, he would be able to shine, so he sent beast fighters to challenge Thrace five times and three times.

The big fighting beasts in front, Donnaxiu naturally failed miserably. After everyone saw enough jokes, he provoked this gladiatorial competition again.

In the luxurious box, Lord Parker, the Minister of State, who was watching the gladiatorial fight with great interest, was naturally unhappy when he heard Donnahew's shouts in the stands. He glanced at the nobleman Oleden who was accompanying him, and said, "This nouveau riche is really messing around! How can our Colosseum, the number one in the capital, rob the slaves of the hillbillys, it's really ridiculous! Leave me alone and blast him out!"

The old nobleman Olaidon who was dressed up in full costume bowed very gracefully to Lord Parker and said, "Lord Parker has overdone it. How dare I, a small Colosseum, call the capital No. 1? Maybe the nobles of Donnahius have misunderstood, so let's call over and ask. ”

"It's not necessary, right? It's just an upstart, and it looks like an aristocrat. Master Parker was very disdainful, and looked down on Donasius for his vulgar manners.

Olaiden was very confident, and insisted that Lord Parker witness and let Donnasius explain the situation, "I am tired of Lord Parker assessing right and wrong, lest I miss the affairs of the state." ”

"I'm fine, I'm not busy. Master Parker straightened his collar and agreed.

After a short time, the angry Donnasius strode in, and shouted without salutation, "Oleden is a thief, the beast fighter who stole me!"

"Presumptuous!" Lord Parker was upset, how could such a vulgar person be a nobleman, without a little education, "Who in Onda Harbor doesn't know that the daughter of the nobleman of Olaedon has a god-level gladiator follower. He's trained countless gladiators, and he's rare of your hillbilly slaves?"

"Master Parker, you have to help me get my wrongs. Oleden is a thief!" Donnasius pretended to give a salute to Lord Parker, but no matter how you look at it, he is a monkey with a crown, and he does not have the grace of a nobleman. "The gladiators were defeated in battle. But the beast fighters in the arena are indeed my people! ”

"What, how could I know!" was Lord Parker displeased, could it be that this vulgar fellow regarded him as a woman in the market, who was a slave for good or bad?

"My slaves are all branded with family crests!" Donnasius didn't notice that he was wrong, so he just said his reasons, "The two slaves in the Colosseum have my family crest in the palm of their hands!"

"If that's the case, it's weird. Call to take a look?" asked the old nobleman Oladen, who humbly agreed.

In this way, Ada took it away with the third beast fighter. Amor was left alone in the Colosseum, not knowing where to go, Thrace was dead, and there was no one to arrange what happened next.

In the stands, the spectators who witnessed the end of the old era, both nobles and free men, were desperately cheering and reveling, throwing down a lot of gold and silver coins. But Aimo is no longer moved, no matter how much money he has, he can't buy a new life. No matter how brave Thrace was, after death it curled up like an ordinary slave. When you are alive, there is also a difference in status and identity, and after you die, you are all average.

Ammo picked up Thrace's corpse and walked out of the Colosseum's door. In the crazy stands, there are a group of ruthless beasts, outside the Colosseum, there is a bloody jungle of humans, and only the beast fighter camp with the iron gate closed is his last hiding place.

Through the small door, Aimo came out alone, leaving the noise behind. He placed Thrace's body in the corner of the wall and wrapped it in a straw mat, hoping that it would be buried in the earth and not used as a physical target.

But he sat for a long time, until the iron door for the food delivery rang, and he didn't wait to return to Ada. Aimo guessed that he had found a way to escape and had to go alone to eat the blood food. Of the four people's meals, only one person ate, and when he cut half of the beast's flesh alone, Aimo felt a little lonely.

In the afternoon, Aimo trained alone. From the "stabbing and provoking" beast fighting three styles, to the combat skills of Ada Sect, he sweated profusely. Only in this way can the shadow of Thrace's death be freed.

At night, he fell asleep belatedly. But in the wee hours of the morning, the iron gate rang again. A few black shadows came in from outside the Colosseum and threw three unconscious people into the stone house. Aimo knew that "he" had gone to capture the fugitive slave to supplement the beast fighter.

And at this time, the great nobles of Oleden were still awake. In the beautifully decorated study, after changing into aristocratic attire, old Ou Lai Deng, who was dressed in pajamas, was tired and his bags were drooping. In the middle of the study, "he" stood like a javelin, and the two discussed the revival of the gladiatorial arena.

Yesterday, under the nose of Lord Parker, everyone saw that the same imprint as the badge of the nobles of Donnacius appeared on Ada's palm. Oleden had no choice but to return the slave in disgrace, and was sneered at by Lord Parker. But for the result of the gladiatorial fight, Oleden resolutely refused to admit defeat, even if Master Parker said that it was a tie, he gritted his teeth and refused to admit it. In the end, the stalemate was settled, and the winner was decided after a month, and whoever won was the first gladiatorial arena in Kyoto.

"Donasius gladiator, a madman with two souls!" After fighting in the gladiatorial arena for many years, "he" has a very sharp eye, and he can see through the details of the other party on the spot, "As long as it is not a blatant transformation, we have a chance." ”

In gladiatorial battles in the Colosseum, the beast fighters fought with their flesh and blood, and the audience also liked to watch civilians fight. If someone uses the beast soul to transform, it will naturally break the balance and become a money competition, and there will be no suspense and excitement in the game. This unwritten rule is also because the cost of transmogrification is too high, and it is too expensive compared to catching fugitive slaves and being beast fighters.

But there are also those who secretly use the beast soul to cheat. Sent a two-soul madman on the field, the huge power gap quickly made a judgment, but "he" was very disdainful, and he never thought that people could win the day.

"Train me well, you can take anyone you need. Olaiden's elegant demeanor couldn't hide the hatred in his heart, "I must fix it for Donner." Also let old crow Parker, shut his mouth well. ”

"Good. I teach it myself!" took up the daunting task, and he "walked into the darkness before dawn."

The first time Aimo saw the legendary god of gladiators, his excitement had not subsided when he heard a merciless command.

"Today, one person lives!"

This is the first lesson of "him", death and life.

Thorn! With a flash of cold light, Ammo was the first to strike.

Having been taught in Thrace, Aimo already knew that in "he" eyes, the beast fighters were just a pack of hunting dogs to be trained, and he didn't care who died or lived.

You can only choose to live by yourself and die by others!

Elmo's beast fighter dagger is finely sharpened every day. This was a Thracian habit, and he also learned. The sharp dagger pierced the air at a rapid pace, piercing a heart and slitting a throat without any obstacles, completing most of the task.

The third prisoner reacted, escaped with his legs, and ran outside the door to dodge. Aimo would not let him live long, shook off the blood from the dagger, and chased him into the yard as well.

The third prisoner, running around the courtyard, threw rocks and sticks from afar to prevent his opponents from approaching. Aimo simply sat cross-legged in the middle of the courtyard, swaying his upper body slightly, and letting go of the flying debris lightly, without a little effort. This is learned from the spirit beasts of the beast garden, if you don't hunt for food, you lie lazily, and you would rather let the pig and rabbit pull the by your side, but if you take action, it will be a thunderous blow.

In the end, this guy couldn't hold his breath, since it was impossible to escape death, it was better to fight to the death. He found a long stick, danced and whirred, and struck at Amor from afar.

Elmo's thunderous blow was just as long as the prisoner was on his shoulder. This thick wooden pole is used to tie corpses to practice attacking, and it is very heavy to hold alone. It was this drag that became Elmo's long-planned raid opportunity.

Like a cheetah, Aimo sprang close to the prisoner in a few steps, grabbed his hand, and pressed him with a wooden pole.

Then Ai Mo probed his body violently, performed a "teasing" move to assassinate, and went up the pole. With a flash of cold light from the dagger in his hand, he slit the throat of the third prisoner and successfully completed the first lesson of death and life on the first day.

"Why don't you observe the three opponents first?" "He" was not satisfied with this result, and scolded, "Why don't you block them in the house and kill them?"

"Chase to the yard, why don't you chase and kill continuously, and leave a chance for **? If you deliberately cheat, how many times have you died?"

After hearing this, Aimo was greatly embarrassed, and indeed felt a little embarrassed. If the third prisoner is an unlucky ghost like Ada, he was captured and came here. Then he was definitely not an opponent when he was attacked and killed in the courtyard just now, and he was the one who survived!

In the afternoon, Aimo tied the three corpses to wooden poles and practiced the three tricks of "stabbing and teasing" diligently, not daring to slack off a little. He made sure that every knife was accurate and that he could kill with one blow. At the end of the practice, the three bodies were almost poked to shreds, which was practiced for their own lives, without being driven by others.

In the wee hours of the morning, Elmo met the three new Beast Fighter candidates. A strong man and two children are like a family in distress.

"Today, two people are born. ”

This is the second lesson of "him", refining dogs.

In a flash of cold light, Aimo's newly sharpened dagger drew a beautiful arc in the room, but it didn't hurt anyone. In the face of the three prisoners holding the pile, Aimo hesitated, and the dagger pointed at the three of them, and he did not start.

"I counted to three. Which of you dies, choose for yourself!" Ammo softened, unable to bear to let the child see his relatives die, and this time he turned around and went out.

No matter how you choose, the stone house is a difficult problem. No one wants to die, no one wants their relatives to die, but if he kills Aimo, the strong man cares about the two children.

Amour counted to three, and when he came into the stone house, he saw that the three of them were crying together, and nothing came of it.

With two simple stabs, Aimo killed the strong man and the youngest child, leaving the eldest child.

"Why count to three, think you are God? Remember, you are a slave!" Ammor's momentary weakness was naturally exchanged for a severe reprimand from "him", and even the last bit of compassion had to be buried.

In the afternoon, practicing knife skills, Aimo asked the older children to do their hands, tied the bodies of their loved ones to wooden poles, and picked up daggers to assassinate. In the face of the child's bitter tears, he stepped forward and kicked over, "If you also die, who will avenge them? Live like a dog, and in the future kill me for revenge, and take revenge on the slave master who slaughtered all evils!"

When the blood and flesh of relatives flew under their own knives, another hunting dog was refined in the Colosseum. Of course, a jackal that can never be raised.

"Today, three lives. ”

This is the third lesson of "him", concentric.

"The strongest life!" Ammo ordered. Yesterday's eldest child, named Aya, went straight to a new prisoner on the far left.

On the third day, the two new prisoners were very strong. Aya chose the strongest of them all. This guy was a little dazed, he listened to Aimo's words, thought it must not be himself, and went to push the people around him, and wanted to fall into the well of the same new prisoner.

But Aya's sharp dagger, with a vengeful fury, stabbed the sturdy prisoner in the chest. This sharp knife is the first knife for Aya's sad and angry life and to vent his hatred. He transferred all his hatred for Elmo and his hatred for social injustice to the able-bodied prisoners.

And Aya also knows that if he doesn't kill this strong man, he will be eliminated as a weakling. Since you don't want to die, you have to kill first. Since you are a dog, you must have the consciousness of being a dog!

This kid's first murder didn't go so well. It was Aimo who followed up at the same time, blocking the sturdy prisoner's dagger in time, so that Aya stabbed into the heart, and blood sprayed all over his head