Every time Robert saw the roaring Tianzun grab a gold coin, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, swallowed more than ten mouthfuls, and said in his heart: "I have lived for fifteen years, and I finally saw the gold coins falling from the sky!"

The old cat seemed to be able to hear his heart, and said: "This little gold coin is nothing, with the appearance fee of this warrior, it is as much as a thousand!"

Robert's eyes widened and he exclaimed, "A thousand?" and his voice was full of disbelief.

The old cat smiled and said, "Don't you see, that warrior's two-handed giant axe is a high-quality equipment, and other parts are at least magic level, and a body is worth fifty or sixty thousand gold coins, to say the least!"

The old cat's words were like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and Robert was stunned on the spot.

Robert's eyes widened, and he rolled over and over again: "Fifty or sixty thousand gold coins, fifty or sixty thousand gold coins...... and muttered this sentence over and over again, his voice full of shock.

You know, he has been hanging out in the slums since he was a child, and usually one or two gold coins are like the New Year, and now that he knows that this hellish gladiatorial fight is so profitable, he suddenly feels that this place no longer seems to be so terrifying.

Seeing Robert's shocked appearance, the old cat's eyes showed a playful look, and said: "A hundred thousand gold coins is a hair! As far as I know, at the end of each year, the Blue Mill will hold an ultimate gladiatorial competition, which will invite nationally renowned senior professionals to participate, and the finale contestants will have an appearance fee of at least hundreds of thousands of gold coins, and 300,000 gold coins is nothing to them!"

Robert blinked, suddenly thought of something, and asked with a look of anticipation on his face, "Then how much is my appearance fee?"

The old cat smiled, made an "O" gesture, and said, "Zero!"

Hearing this, Robert almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood, never expected that he would fight for nothing, and asked indignantly: "Why don't you give me gold coins, it's like going to masturbate, don't you need to give money after masturbation? Since you have paid, you should have a reward!"

Hearing Robert's "masturbation theory", the old cat blinked, felt that it made sense, and praised: "Boy, I can't see it, you are quite educated!"

Robert smiled and said, "False praise, false praise!"

The old cat gave him a blank look and said, "I mean you kid, there are more words than culture!"

As the two spoke, the servant carried the pheasant's carcass out, cleaned the blood from the cage, and Tom shouted in his loud voice, "Ladies and gentlemen, the next game is ......."

In this way, three more hellish gladiatorial matches were played in a row. In all three games, the winners were the best players, while the losers were killed and one was seriously wounded, making Robert's heart tremble and sweat streaming down his forehead. The old cat drank the sulphur fire unhurriedly, commented on the game from time to time, concise and to the point, often in one sentence, which benefited Robert a lot.

At this moment, Tom shouted: "In the next game, the blood wolf battle is basically unsolvable, the blood wolf level four warriors, eighteen wins and six losses, and basically no solution to the third-level thieves, zero wins and zero losses." The blood wolf odds are one to one, and the basic unsolved odds are ten to ten!

Suddenly hearing his name, Robert was slightly stunned, only to feel that a heart seemed to jump out of his chest, his face was full of nervousness, and his hands were trembling slightly.

Seeing Robert's embarrassment, the old cat laughed and quipped: "Do you want to coax it? It's still too late! Once you enter the iron cage, you won't die!"

Robert shrugged his shoulders, pretended to be relaxed, and said, "Who is afraid of whom! I just killed an ice wolf king some time ago, and I will kill another werewolf for you today!" After speaking, he put on the rabbit mask, pulled out the dagger with his backhand, and was about to open the door.

The old cat suddenly grabbed him and said solemnly: "Remember, don't be afraid of the opponent's sleep, although the skill has the advantage of being powerful, but it also has the disadvantage of a long casting time, so you have two best opportunities to attack, one is the moment when the opponent has not yet cast the skill, and the other is the cooldown time of the skill after the opponent's skill is released." ”

Robert blinked, realized, and said, "Just like the roaring Tianzun just now, stun the opponent first, so that you have enough time to cast a sleep, right?"

The old cat nodded, with an approving look in his eyes, patted him on the shoulder, and said nothing, only gave him an encouraging smile.

Robert no longer hesitated, pulled open the wooden door, and walked slowly towards the iron cage.

As soon as he stepped out of the door, he heard the noise of people, and the sound of cheers was endless, and he followed the sound to see that the door of a lounge on the opposite side also opened, and a werewolf warrior walked out.

This werewolf is tall and strong, his whole body is covered with inches of gray hair, a silver chain mail shining brightly, holding a glittering spear, a huge wolf head, sharp fangs, and a bloodthirsty light from the eyes of the orchid.

(Note: On the Illusory Continent, werewolves belong to a tribe of orcs and are famous for their bravery and good fighting.) ）

The audience suddenly saw a rabbit come out again, only to see that he was thin, wearing tattered leather armor, and a wine gourd hanging on his belt, and then turned his head to look at the blood wolf in gorgeous equipment, and suddenly had an unreal feeling, and whispered.

"What is the origin of this rabbit? The leather armor has a few holes, and the beggar is better dressed than him, doesn't he know that this is a gladiatorial match in hell?"

"I also think that it is a newcomer with zero wins and zero losses, is it impatient to live?"

"No, no, no, do you remember the big upset last month? I always feel wrong, um~~, I buy this rabbit!"

"I also watched the cold last time, a fourth-level, a sixth-level, although the fourth-level won, but he has at least reached the strength of a high-level professional, you look at it again, this rabbit doesn't even sleep, isn't that the old birthday star hanged - is it a long life?"

......

Robert and the Blood Wolf stepped into the cage, and with a click, Tom locked the door and walked away.

The two stood facing each other, the blood wolf was a head taller than Robert, a circle stronger, looked down at Robert, his eyes showed a look of contempt, and said: "Rabbit, I'm going to cut off your head, haha~~!"

Hearing his threat, Robert pretended to be timid, lowered his body, looked up at him, and said with a look of worship and timidity in his eyes, and said: "Brother Werewolf, you are simply the beacon of my bitter sea, showing me the way forward, you are simply the morning star, illuminating the dark heart for me, and your tall and mighty image is simply the embodiment of the God of Light, I praise you!"

When the blood wolf heard his tirade, he was slightly stunned, he didn't understand much, and said: "You humans just talk a lot of nonsense, and they are not happy at all!"