At the moment when the princess appeared, the entire gladiatorial arena was completely boiling, but unfortunately the princess wore a light veil that covered her face, but her long golden hair, delicate figure, and blue eyes were even more crazy.

"Hai'er, Hai'er......"

The whole gladiatorial arena resounded with a unified slogan, and the daughter of the sea, who was also a Persian princess, had a high-pitched voice and was incomparably loud.

Then, another group of people appeared, it was the Grand Prince of Dia, with seven retinues, sitting in the prepared positions.

There were a few Persian ministers standing beside Hai Wuyan, and there were only a few palace maids beside the princess, sitting quietly on the side.

"Uncle Hai, remember the agreement between us, if we win the duel, the princess will marry into our Dia royal family!"

Dia Helen's eyes kept sweeping Haier, unable to hide the obscene light in his heart, Haier showed a trace of disdain, turned his head, and looked at the gladiatorial arena.

"Emperor Dia's nephew, since we have spoken first, of course we will follow the agreement, we have twenty gladiators, as long as you can win them all, I will naturally agree!"

Hai Wuya smiled, talking about gladiators, who has the Persian royal family is strong, all Hai Wuya is very confident.

Not anyone can become a gladiator, and the strength must not be higher than that of the Immortal Martial Realm, if such a gladiator appears, he has already been recruited.

The gladiatorial arena is oval-shaped, with two entrances on both sides, which are the passages where the gladiators of both sides appear, and the passages are blocked by iron barricades to prevent gladiators from rushing out of it.

Around the gladiatorial arena, countless soldiers in armor stood motionless in place with spears in their hands, forming a circle to prevent anyone from assassinating the emperor.

The person who presided over this duel was Cang Lao, as a famous guest of the Persian royal family, of course, he had this qualification, and after glancing at the time, it was almost time for the duel.

"I declare now, the duel begins!"

As soon as the old man's words fell, the entire gladiatorial arena suddenly became extremely quiet, quietly waiting for the arrival of the gladiators.

"Boom!"

The iron fences of the two passages slowly rose, and countless eyes gathered at the exit.

"Roar!"

A beastly roar appeared, and it was from the exit of the Persian royal family that a burly man appeared, his muscles like pieces of steel, and he wrapped himself tightly.

An incomparably rich killing aura filled the entire gladiatorial arena, and a low roar came from his mouth.

And at this moment, a man also walked out of the exit on the other side, his figure was not weaker than that of the gladiators on the side of the Persian royal family, his muscles were like steel casting, and his fists struck his body, making a thumping sound, like metal impact.

Hai Wuya's eyes shrank, and he seemed to have a little miscalculation, looking at the sly smile of the eldest prince of Dia, feeling that this was a trap, and he was actually calculated by a junior.

Especially Hai'er, after seeing the gladiators of the Dia royal family, there was a trace of loneliness in his eyes, as if he saw something.

The two gladiators walked towards the center of the arena, and the entire gladiatorial arena boiled again, countless people waved their sleeves and shouted, and a deafening sound came from here, even if it was miles away, it could be heard clearly.

Ye Feng is now quiet, and now he is the only one left in the entire basement, who can refine the ghost eye with peace of mind, and was suddenly awakened by this earth-shattering shout, and his divine sense is radiating little by little, just enough to sense the scene of the gladiatorial arena.

"Such a strong body, not weaker than his own gods and demons Nine Changes!"

After seeing the gladiator of the Dia royal family, Ye Feng was secretly frightened.

As for these gladiators of the Persian royal family, Ye Feng had already seen them, although their physical bodies were powerful, they were far from the gladiators of the Dia royal family in front of him.

But soon, Ye Feng discovered some clues, the body of the Dia royal gladiator seemed to have been transformed, and a thick medicinal power came out of the body, not a natural cultivation, but an acquired transformation, concocted with countless elixirs.

The two sides stood still, and from their respective eyes, they could see the violent killing intent, and they both wanted to kill each other with one punch.

"Let's go!"

As the flag in the old man's hand waved, the gladiator of the Persian royal family rushed directly forward, and the terrifying killing aura filled the sky over the entire gladiatorial arena.

The gladiator of the Dia royal family actually turned a blind eye, standing in place, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The moment the Persian gladiator touched the Dia gladiator, the scene changed dramatically.

"Bang!"

The Persian royal gladiator hit the gladiator of the Dia royal family with a punch, making an earth-shattering sound, blowing up a strong cloud of dust, blinding everyone, and no one could see what was going on, only to see the Persian royal gladiator hit the opponent with one punch.

At the moment when the dust fell, the scene on the field was restored again, and the gladiator of the Dia royal family was still standing in place, not moving, and the gladiator of the Persian royal family also stopped his fist on the opponent's chest, and did not knock the person away.

"It's too weak!"

A beastly sound came out of the mouth of the Dia royal gladiator, and he reached out and grabbed the right hand of the gladiator of the Persian royal family with his left hand, and actually pinched the opponent's fist.

"You punch me too!"

Like a bolt of lightning, it emerged from the right hand of the Dia royal gladiator and struck the chest of the Persian royal gladiator.

"Click!"

A clear sound of bones breaking appeared, and the gladiators relied on hand-to-hand combat, in order to increase the ornamentality, which was different from ordinary Tianwu Realm fights.

They don't have powerful martial arts, and even gladiators are not allowed to practice martial arts, even if they can, they are not allowed to use them, once they use martial arts, it is considered a violation, this is the rule of the gladiatorial arena.

In this way, it looks even more exciting, because the fist to the flesh, the scene of blood flying, can stimulate everyone's nerves, can passion the beastly desire in the heart of human beings, human beings have a natural stimulation of blood.

"Whew!"

The gladiator of the Persian royal family flew up, arcing through the air and falling to the ground.

The scene was surprisingly silent, one move, one punch, this seems to be illogical, at least dozens of rounds of fighting, and being punched unconscious.

"Roar, roar, roar!"

This time it was the turn of the Dia royal gladiator to let out a roar, his hands hammering his chest with a metal-like thud.

"Uncle Hai, how about the gladiators of my Dia royal family, if Uncle Hai likes it, I can give it to the Persian royal family!"

The eldest prince of Diya took a sip of tea, very pleasantly, and said unhurriedly.

"I still have many gladiators, and the winner has not yet been decided, so keep watching!"

Although Hai Wuya tried his best to cover himself, it was undeniable that the gladiator of the Dia royal family was beyond his imagination, it was simply a humanoid machine, reaching the limit of human beings, and I am afraid that the Immortal Martial Realm would not be able to withstand his punch.

Soon, the second gladiator appeared, and at the moment of appearance, he glanced at his companion lying in the distance, and the eyes of the second gladiator of the Persian royal family flashed a hint of heaviness.

The first strike was strong, and before the old man gave the order to start, the gladiator of the Persian royal family had already rushed out, and it was also a simple punch, wanting to defeat the opponent.

The same situation, the same moves, the same ending, a qiē seems to be copied.

The first time was a coincidence, the second time was nothing, is it all a coincidence, of course not, there is only one possibility, the gladiators of the Dia royal family are powerful and outrageous.

In less than a few breaths, the second gladiator fell unconscious, with broken bones all over his body, and lay not far away.

The iron fence rose again, and a third gladiator appeared, this time with a look of fear not only in his eyes, but also in fear.

Gladiators are also human beings, as long as they are human beings, they have fear in their hearts, although they long for freedom, but it does not mean that they are not afraid of death.

There is no way back, defeat the opponent, gain freedom, give the title of viscount, and the road to the pinnacle of life, as long as you defeat the gladiator in front of you.

Therefore, even in the face of death, they are fearless, only one step away from success, and no one will be spared, they will choose to take a step forward.

Maybe this step out, there is a broad road ahead, maybe it is an abyss.

When the third gladiator appeared, Hai'er's eyes calmed down, because she made a decision that even she thought was incredible, if she really lost, she would rather kill herself than marry the eldest prince of Dia.

The moment this idea came to her, Haier was relieved.

Defeating two gladiators in a row, the gladiator of the Dia royal family did not move at all and remained in place.

The two quickly approached, and the strength of the third gladiator seemed to be much higher, and the punch with the power of the roar, making a burst of sound breaking through the air, the strength was stronger than the previous two.

In the face of the angry fist, the gladiator of the Dia royal family did not seem to have any intention of moving, but remained indifferent, like a stake, allowing the opponent to hit.

"Boom!"

Whether the same situation will continue to be replicated, no one knows, there are people praying for blessings, some people shouting, some people are angry, and some people are roaring.

As a Persian, of course, I don't want the princess to marry Dia, because the two countries are incompatible, these people are not harmonious, and if the princess marries, it must be very painful.

When the dust falls, it's still the same scene, from beginning to end, as if you're doing something repeatedly.

"Click!"

The Dia royal gladiator had no mercy, and this time the punch was not in the chest of the Persian royal family, but in the head.

All sorts of red and white objects flew in the air, and with a single punch they burst the gladiator of the Persian royal family, showing a cruel smile and licking the red and white objects on his fist, this Dia gladiator looked like a demon.

"Uncle Hai, I'm really sorry, these gladiators I trained are more cruel, and there must be blood as a stimulus to kill the Persian gladiators, I am willing to compensate!"

Grand Prince Diya smiled faintly and excused himself for the gladiator's killing.

Hai Wuya was very aggrieved, he was in the Divine Martial Realm, and he was actually humiliated again and again by a Heavenly Martial Realm ant, if it weren't for the seven entourages behind him, Hai Wuya would not even hesitate to kill the Great Prince of Dia.

This kind of thinking is just thinking about it, if you really kill the prince of Dia, it is estimated that the two countries will not be far from the war.

The iron fence was raised again, and the fourth gladiator appeared.