When they left, Chen Qing set his eyes on the playing field, where the two slaves were fighting for their lives, and they couldn't tell the winner for a while. Large-scale competitions don't happen all the time, and a lot of times it's time to use the catch and tear up, and there will always be a lot of people who come to watch it anyway.

Life and death were only in an instant, and when someone in the venue was stabbed in the chest with a spear, the audience began to erupt in exclamation, followed by some applause. These gladiators who fought alone could only enter the third-class gladiatorial arena if they won ten fights.

The body was dragged away, and the victor walked back to his cell in silence without a smile on his face. Two more people were pushed into the competition venue, and seeing that Chen Qing, who was still not his own person participating in the battle, and had no interest in the game outside, simply closed his eyes and began to rest.

"What kind of slaves are you, I finally picked out two hundred who look stronger, and it seems that your game tomorrow is also hanging!"

It wasn't until the door was pushed and the nagging sound came again that Chen Qing opened his eyes, but then he closed them again, ignoring the agent at all, Ling'er smiled again, walked behind Chen Qing and began to beat him on the back, but also ignored the agent.

was treated as air by the two, the agent was a little crazy, and when the host introduced that the team battle was about to start and the cheers of the audience came from outside, the agent spoke.

"What about the corpse you're lying on? I just took one last look at you, a hundred people, and they all turned into corpses as soon as the game began. ”

The vicious words only ushered in Chen Qing to glance at him, and seeing Ling'er's eyes all the way to the competition venue, Chen Qing got up and came to the platform used to watch the battle. I saw that the hundred of them were dressed in shabby armor and wore dirty hoods on their heads, which were used to cover the gender and age of the slaves, so as not to interfere with the bets of the audience.

This is the last chance to bet, the audience can only rely on the height and width of the slaves to judge which side is strong and which side is weak, the realm of cultivation can only be seen after the war, no slave owner will tell the real cultivation of his slaves, this kind of killing and poking field, is only looking at life and death and not looking at cultivation.

"This kind of doomed battle is the most pointless, and the most odious thing is that your slave will add a failed battle to my resume. ”

"Yes, the battle that is already destined to end is the most unsightly. I wondered, is this gladiatorial arena all agents with dog-eyes like you?"

Chen Qing was fine when he didn't speak, but when he opened his mouth, he was extremely vicious, and after finishing speaking, he lay on the soft couch and closed his eyes to rest. The agent immediately quit, ran to the front to argue with Chen Qing, and even stretched out his hand to pull Chen Qing up, but then he felt a chill in his neck, and the delicate beauty actually held a short knife on her neck, and her eyes were extremely gloomy.

Being held by a weapon around his neck, this is a bit empty-eyed The broker remembered that some big slave owners are not easy to mess with, they are all guys with backgrounds, Da Ke's cold sweat fell from his forehead, and his hands were raised high to show surrender, and Ling'er put away the short sword.

The sound of the start of the game outside has already sounded, followed by the sound of weapons cutting flesh and screams, the agent wants to see it, but Ling'er has been locked with his gaze, he only feels like a rat targeted by a poisonous snake, as long as he moves, he will be killed.

"It's boring!"

Ling'er muttered quietly, and then looked away, the agent's clothes were soaked with sweat, and in order to divert attention and get rid of this scene, he hurriedly made an excuse to speak.

"It's silent outside, I'll go see what's going on!"

Before the words fell, he rushed to the viewing platform, and when he looked at the competition venue, he was immediately dumbfounded. The game was over, and there were a hundred corpses lying on the ground, all with severed heads and no other scars. So quickly, it ended the battle with one person killing another, and no one was killed or even injured, and the audience didn't even react. When I realized that the game was over, I didn't know whether to cheer or scream, and I was all stunned for a while, and the next moment there was a buzzing discussion, all talking about what the victors were and where they came from.

"How can you win!"

The agent muttered to himself with glazed eyes, and when the victor returned to his cell, he reacted and shouted a little madly.

"Wowhaha, this time Lao Tzu is developed!"

After shouting, he realized that he was a little rude, and when he looked at Chen Qing again, his eyes were full of scorching light, "Hero, sue me for the true cultivation of these slaves!"

"Guess!"

The two words that came out of Chen Qing's mouth almost didn't make the agent vomit blood, and what made him want to vomit blood even more was Chen Qing's next words.

"You know it's useless, when the next two team competitions are over, I'll change to a normal agent and never deal with your psychopath again. ”

"Hero, forgive me, a foolish sinner!"

As soon as he heard that Chen Qing was going to change agents, this guy immediately became anxious, knelt on the ground and cried bitterly to intercede, so that others would definitely think that something tragic had happened when they saw it.

"It's fine if you don't change it, but there's something you have to do for me......"

"Don't say one thing, as long as you don't replace me, give me a chance to return to the first-class gladiatorial arena, even if it's for me to eat. By the way, my name is Cao Mou, what is your surname?"

In order to convince Chen Qing, this agent called Cao Mou was also open-minded, but he didn't forget to introduce himself, Chen Qing just grinned at the corner of his mouth.

"It turned out to be the Cao family, then it would be easier for you, help me rent a place that can accommodate nearly a thousand people, my people can't sleep on the street." ”

"Rent a place, come to my house and live, I have a place. ”

The Cao family is really wealthy, and they can pull out a mansion that can accommodate thousands of people, and it just so happens that the two of them are using each other, and Chen Qing has no psychological burden to live there.

People still need Chen Qing to pick it up in person, otherwise the guards will not let him go, when Chen Qing came to the front of the crowd, he made a move that surprised Cao Mou, only to see him give an order with a straight face.

"All the people who fought just now stood in front for me. ”

With his order, a hundred people stood up in unison, and Chen Qing's next words made people cry and laugh.

"When encountering an enemy with a huge disparity in strength, do not expose all your strength too early, and must go through a 'hard fight' to win, preferably with a small injury such as losing a few hairs or breaking a few nails. ”

After finishing speaking, Chen Qing didn't care about people's wonderful faces, as soon as he pulled Cao Mou's arm, he asked him to lead the way, and first arranged where people lived.

A mansion covering an area of dozens of acres, the courtyard wall and gate seem to have been renovated not long ago, but when the gate was opened, people were dumbfounded. Inside is not the imaginary pavilions and high-end residences, but the ruins of barren grass everywhere, there are many houses, but most of them are about to collapse!

"It's better to live in prison, at least you don't have to worry about being stoned to death when you fall asleep!"

This is the voice of most people, Cao Mou's face was a little embarrassed, but Chen Qing didn't say anything, let people quickly pack up, and if it really didn't work, they lived in tents, and finally had a temporary nest.

There was nothing to say all night, and the next day was a team battle of 200 people, Cao Mou mortgaged all his family property, even the land, and the people who took Chen Qing out to win, and after a 'hard' battle, he finally won the victory, and there were still no casualties. Cao Mou was more excited than Chen Qing and the others, he hadn't won for a long time, and he had lost to the point of exhaustion, but he didn't expect to finally turn over.

There are still 800 gladiators left on Chen Qing's side, according to the rules, the next day they will face the remaining 500 people on the other side, and the fool can see that he is sure to win, and even the gladiatorial arena no longer accepts the bet that Chen Qing's side will win, but bet on how long the opponent can hold out, how many casualties Chen Qing's side will pay to win, and the odds of betting on the other party to win have become one to ten.

The scene of thousands of people fighting attracted more people to watch, and the tickets were sold out on the first day, and some scalpers made a lot of money.

When night fell, Chen Qing's subordinates were drinking and chatting in Cao Mou's house, and they were not worried about tomorrow's battle at all, but Cao Mou, who was out looking for fun, led a group of people back here and wanted to meet Chen Qing directly.

"Something?"

Chen Qing, who was eating, hated being disturbed, and rolled his eyelids angrily, Cao Mou smiled and was about to explain, but was stopped by the person who was the leader, and this person was not polite and sat directly opposite, directly picked up a piece of meat and bones and began to gnaw.

Chen Qing picked up the wine glass and drank it slowly, waiting quietly with a cold light in his eyes, only to see that this person threw the bones after biting a few bites of meat, and wiped his greasy hands directly on Cao Mou's body before he spoke.

"You may not know me, my name is Cao Yun, and I am Cao Mou's uncle. The Crippled Gladiatorial Arena is under my control, and I admire your slaves. ”

Chen Qing took a sip of wine, gently put down the wine glass, and glanced at the other party.

"So what?"

Cao Yun picked up the flask and poured a big sip into his mouth, and smiled after putting the flask down.

"Outsiders, you don't know how deep and cruel the water in the gladiatorial arena is. I give you two choices, one is to sell me your slave at a high price, and I will never let you suffer. Otherwise, let your slaves lose tomorrow's game, and I'll give you a sum of money as well. ”

"What if I don't choose either?"

Chen Qing's tone was very light, and Cao Yun smiled playfully, "I'm afraid it's not up to you, the food you eat is mixed with something, this thing is not fatal, but it can make people unable to exercise for a day or two." So you'd better sell them to me, and save them all for nothing. ”

"I'm a person who doesn't cry when I don't see the coffin, I have good intentions, and I don't send it when I walk slowly. ”

Chen Qing didn't bother to deal with this person anymore, and directly started to chase away customers, Cao Yun sneered and stood up.

"Tomorrow I'm going to collect the bodies of your slaves, and I hope someone will collect them. ”

Cao Yun left with an arrogant attitude, Cao Mou returned to the house with a worried face, "We can't afford to mess with him, I just told him, you can sell him seven hundred people, leave one hundred of the best, and we can still enter the first-class gladiatorial arena." ”