After a night, Ye Feng felt that the ghost eyes had been worn out by himself a lot, and they dimmed.

Fortunately, no one came in here to disturb him, and Ye Feng also fell quiet, refining the ghost eye with all his might.

In the main hall, the words of the great prince of Dia made Hai Wuya very angry, but the expression on his face was not revealed.

"I welcome you Diya royalty to come to our Persian royal family, and there is no need to mention the marriage!"

Hai Wuya waved his sleeves and refused directly.

"Uncle Hai's refusal is too early, Uncle Hai still remembers the matter of the Xichuan Mountains!"

The Great Prince of Diya said lightly, but Hai Wuya's whole body was shocked.

"It's your Dia royal family who did it!"

Hai Wuya said word by word.

"It's not a ghost of our Dia royal family, if Uncle Hai agrees to marry our Dia royal family, I guarantee that the Xichuan Mountains will belong to the Persian royal family from now on!"

The two of them asked and answered, and no matter how patient Hai Wuya was, anger appeared on his face.

"In the dispute over the ore veins back then, the Xichuan Mountains were originally obtained by our Persian royal family, and they were secretly intervened and defeated our Persian royal family, it seems that this wave of people in the secret is your Diya royal family!"

Hai Wuya calmed his tone, and his eyes looked directly at the eldest prince of Dia.

"Uncle Hai is also an understanding person, I don't want to say more about beating around the bush, this time I came with full sincerity, I hope Uncle Hai can fulfill me and marry Hai'er to me, I Dia Helen will never treat her badly!"

Because the Persian princess is rumored to be the daughter of Hai, as for her real name, she has been ignored and has always been called Hai'er.

"What if I don't say yes!"

Thinking of the incident in the Xichuan Mountains, Hai Wuya looked angry, and lost several strong people of the Persian royal family back then.

After speaking, a powerful momentum burst out from Hai Wuya's body, and it was actually the Divine Martial Realm, and he suppressed the Great Prince of Dia.

"Weng!"

The Great Prince of Diya actually turned a blind eye, and at this moment, the seven Immortal Martial Realm followers behind him burst out with an even more powerful momentum at the same time, suppressing Hai Wuya.

In the late stage of the Seven Immortal Martial Realms, such a lineup protects a prince, and the background of the Dia royal family is too deep.

"Uncle Hai, don't be angry, we can talk about this matter later, I heard that the Persian country is prosperous in martial arts, especially the prevalent gladiators, I came this time to bring three gladiators, I want to see the gladiators of the Persian country, if we win, how about the marriage!"

The Grand Prince of Diya said expressionlessly.

"What do you mean, if our gladiators win, the marriage will be over?"

Hai Wuya seemed to understand the meaning of the words.

"This is what my uncle said, not what I said, since this is the case, then how can I not fulfill my uncle's intentions, if our gladiator wins, our two families will marry, if our Dia gladiator unfortunately loses, I, Dia Helen, will never mention the marriage again, and even the Xichuan Mountains will return to Zhao!"

A sly smile appeared on the face of the Great Prince of Dia, and Hai Wuya chuckled in his heart, knowing that he had been fooled.

After thinking about it, I was relieved, gladiators are the most popular martial arts in Persia, each of them is brave and good at fighting, and can fight with one enemy and ten, Dia royalty is not good at training gladiators, so Hai Wuya saw hope instead.

"Okay, it's a word, if our Persian royal family wins, the matter of the marriage will not be mentioned again, and the Xichuan Mountains will be returned in its entirety!"

The sea is endless, and he said.

"It's hard to chase a horse if you say it!"

The Grand Prince of Diya stood up and hugged a fist, full of sincerity.

"I'll order someone to arrange it now, you guys are tired of traveling, you might as well set the duel in three days!"

Hai Wuya doesn't want to take advantage of people, they are in a hurry, they must be tired, if they let the gladiators play at this time, they must have a disadvantage, after all, the Persian royal family is to wait for work.

"Uncle Hai really has a belly like the sea, I think it's better to choose a day than to hit the day, just decide how to do tomorrow, invite Hai'er to visit together, if we win by luck, we can just tell the world, if we lose, our Diya royal family is not ashamed, just take this opportunity to resolve our previous grievances!"

This great prince of Diya is worthy of being scheming, hoping to expand this duel to many people, and an imperceptible smile is drawn on the corner of his mouth.

"Okay, then we'll set it for tomorrow, and the location is in the Royal Gladiatorial Arena!"

Hai Wuya did not refuse, it was set for tomorrow.

For a time, the news of the Dia royal family challenging the gladiators of the Persian royal family spread throughout the Persian imperial city.

What attracts everyone's attention even more is that if the Dia royal family wins, it will marry the Persian royal family and marry the Persian princess, and if the Persian royal family wins, the marriage will be canceled.

In the side hall, Hai'er's face was pale, and it seemed that he had also received the news, and he was a little annoyed why his father agreed, this time the prince of Diya came to the Persian royal family with a momentum, and he must have some hole cards.

If you really lose to them, do you have to marry that beast?

Thinking of this, Hai'er's blue eyes actually burst into mist.

Because she has mind-reading skills, when she was in the Dia royal family, she had already seen through this big prince, she was a hypocrite, different from the outside, one on the surface, one behind the back, and lustful, in the final analysis, he still coveted his beauty.

"Princess, don't worry, our gladiators of the Persian royal family will definitely not lose to the Diya royal family!"

The palace maid beside her had a comforting tone.

"I hope so!"

Haier comforted herself, although she had mind reading skills, she couldn't change anything, and if she lost, the Persian royal family would naturally have to fulfill her promise.

Ye Feng didn't know anything about this qiē, because he was silent in the refining ghost eye, and he tried his best to wipe it out.

There is not a lot of time left for Ye Feng, there are only five months before the Vientiane Grand Ceremony, and it will take more than a month to travel to the Eastern Regions Divine Prefecture, and there can be no delay during this period.

The Royal Colosseum is also known as the Colosseum, and in normal times, there are some monsters fighting in it, and many people come to watch it as a spectator.

In fact, most of the time, it is humans who duel in it, and this kind of human beings are called gladiators, they are naturally aggressive, brave and good at fighting, and many royal nobles like this exciting game.

Before the start of the game, there will be many people secretly betting, betting on which side will win, so this form of duel is very popular in the Persian kingdom, and basically every big city has a gladiatorial arena.

The next day, some people with heads and faces in the entire imperial city basically came, and they were arranged on a huge high platform.

The Colosseum is an oval design, and the best viewing place in the middle is basically reserved for the royal family.

There are some civilians left on both sides, and as long as they spend a certain amount of resources, they can also come in and watch.

As for some nobles, they were arranged opposite the royal family, which happened to correspond.

There was still an hour before the duel began, and at this time the gladiatorial arena was already crowded, and even the streets were surrounded by water, and more than ninety percent of the people came not to see the duel, but to see the Persian princess.

It is rumored that the Persian princess is as beautiful as a fairy, a fairy descends to earth, has peerless talents, a pair of eyes like the sea, can read a qiē thing in the world, how many people come for the purpose of wanting to see the appearance of the Persian princess with their own eyes.

Time passed by minute by minute, the gladiatorial arena was already full, the crowd was buzzing, and everyone's eyes were looking in the direction of the royal family, wanting to see the princess's appearance.

Ye Feng was in retreat, when he suddenly heard a commotion from the cell, and many people walked in.

His eyes opened with a bang, and he saw a burly man in golden armor leading a group of more than a dozen people in.

"Stand up for me!"

The burly man in armor shouted, and all the gladiators stood up, including Ye Feng.

Ye Feng has adapted to this place, and plans to lurk here temporarily, solve the matter of the ghost eye as soon as possible, and find a way to get out.

As long as they were here, Hei Luo and they would not dare to come in rashly, although they were seeking skin with the tiger, Ye Feng had no other way.

"There is a duel today, you all have to play, you are only allowed to win, not to lose, whoever loses, you know, you don't have to come back!"

The burly man's eyes were very sharp, and in the dark cage, it was like two open flames, shining on everyone's body.

"Tremble, tremble!"

The twenty gladiators let out a deafening roar, and the battle words shouted out of their mouths, the sound shook the sky, Ye Feng was deeply infected, and the killing aura on these people was too heavy.

"Today's battle represents the honor of our Persian royal family, whoever defeats the opponent will not only be free, but also receive an additional reward from the royal family, and be given the title of viscount!"

The burly man threw a bomb again, these gladiators were like slaves, without any freedom, and their fate was consecrated to the gladiatorial arena from the moment they were born.

Now that there is such an opportunity, the twenty people exuded a strong battle intent, and this battle intent was vaguely driven by Ye Feng.

It was very cruel to train gladiators, and some excellent children were captured from an early age, thrown into life with wild beasts, and fought with wild beasts for food every day, so they all looked like wild beasts.

Not only do you have to fight with wild beasts every day, but you also have to fight with wild beasts, if you want to survive, you have to keep fighting and break out of a bloody road, these twenty gladiators, which one of them did not come out of the sea of blood.

If you are an ordinary martial artist, you can't fight with them at all, and you will be restrained by the evil qi of their whole body, and they are basically invincible in the same level.

The burly man was very satisfied, and glanced at the twenty gladiators, which was basically ignored by Ye Feng, because Ye Feng looked weak and powerless, and the appearance of a scholar was simply not at the same level compared to these battle-hardened gladiators.

"Very well, it's time to test you!"

Feeling the passion and killing aura of the twenty people, the burly man nodded with satisfaction, this is what he needs.

The blood and the thrill of freedom made the twenty gladiators completely crazy, and many of them slammed their fists against the walls to vent the irritable feelings in their hearts.

One by one, they made beast-like sounds, which was terrifying, but fortunately, Ye Feng had a strong heart and was no stranger to such a thing.

"Look, the princess is coming!"

The gladiatorial arena has long been crazy, countless people shouted and cheered, after all, the Persian royal family is the home field, and nine out of ten people support the Persian royal family.