Lin Mo won the bet.

He bet that the organizers of the gladiatorial tournament who rushed over to intercept the two strong men of the Hiss family would choose to take action to maintain the rules of the tournament, and bet that the power of the Duke of Hiss was not enough to make an exception for the gladiatorial tournament.

Unless you don't want to continue to hold the biennial gladiatorial tournament, once the rules are broken, then the organizer's reputation and income will be greatly affected, and even an imperial duke will not be able to make up for this loss.

It may even allow other forces to take advantage of the opportunity to hold their own gladiatorial tournaments and share this extremely lucrative and delicious soup.

With more than a dozen powerhouses joining forces, none of the sharp arrows or wind blades could touch Lin Mo's knightly heavy armor.

"Whoever you are, the rules of the gladiatorial tournament must not be broken, or we will kill you two on the spot!"

The powerhouses of the gladiatorial tournament organizers formed a circle, their swords rattling, and the chanting of incantations grew louder and louder, and they were able to easily suppress the two uninvited guests.

The Hiss Divine Archer looked at the strong men around him with great jealousy, and did not dare to put down the giant bow in his hand at all, and he said loudly: "That swordsman killed the eldest son of Duke Grosso Hiss! If you hand him over to us, the Hiss family will remember this favor!

The magic god directly waved the spell staff to continuously lay multiple layers of spell shields for himself and the divine shooter beside him, and he knew that once the two sides started fighting, the chance of himself and the divine shooting being able to return alive was infinitely close to zero.

The eldest son of the Duke's family?

That is, the first in line to the throne? What a big basket! No wonder these two strong men had to kill this contestant.

Some of the powerhouses couldn't help but turn their eyes and glance at the guy who pierced the sky, the broken heavy armor looked very miserable, but they didn't expect to be so ruthless and decisive.

This is to offend a terrible big man, and even with the gladiatorial competition will be slightly implicated, whether it is to participate in the rich reward or to get a background, now it seems that most of them are destined to take money, but not to spend.

Then again. The eldest son was also well fed, and the battle of the gladiatorial tournament was already full of danger, so wouldn't it be good to stay at home and wait to inherit the duke's title?

These daring contestants don't care if you're the son of a duke or not, and they dare to do anything in order to win.

Especially the one in front of him, who is simply a ruthless outlaw.

Obviously, you can let go of a horse, and you can also win the test, which is good, but it is a situation that never stops.

"Hmph! Participating in gladiatorial tournaments should have already had this awareness. If you are afraid of death, don't participate, like you, you have to kill the contestants for your young master at every turn, then what kind of gladiatorial tournament do you want, go to the human market to buy a batch of slaves, go home and kill and play by yourself! Don't retreat!"

Although he didn't want to have a dirty affair with an imperial duke, but the matter had already happened, he couldn't shrink his head, and a leading sword god unceremoniously scolded the two strong men of the Hiss family.

Messing around like this, gladiatorial tournaments are still a fart!

"Retreat!"

All the warriors drank in unison. Sonic boom through the arena.

The people in the audience all lifted their hearts, this level of powerhouse is fighting chaotically, and the spell enchantment that envelops the duel area may not be able to resist it, if there is an accident. The aftermath of the battle broke through the barrier and spread, and these people had nowhere to hide, so they could only be killed.

The Marksman's Giant Bow alone was able to easily cover the entire arena with an arrow attack.

"You!~"

Marksman's eyes narrowed slightly. But he was tightly pulled by the Dharma God beside him.

"Calm down!

Archers and magicians have always been very calm people, and the Divine Archery was awakened by the words of the god of magic, and quickly calmed down.

"Hmph!No. 748!We remember you!We'll see!"

He took a few deep breaths. In the end, the divine shot still chose the hero not to suffer the immediate loss, and threw down a threat with hatred, and slowly withdrew from the dueling arena with the god of law, and the strong people around him did not mean to leave them, so they simply let go of a gap and let the two leave.

"We only care about the rules inside the gladiatorial arena, and as for the outside of the gladiatorial arena, no matter what happens, it has nothing to do with us!"

Perhaps it was an intention to punish the organizer of the Lin Mera Gladiatorial Tournament into the water, and the leading sword god powerhouse said aloud to the backs of the two Hiss family powerhouses who had left, and then turned around and smiled at Lin Mo, the advantage of the gladiatorial arena is not so easy to take advantage of.

"Boy, if you are willing to give me your big sword, I will protect you from Lingjing, the power of Duke Hiss is not something that a small person like you can offend!"

Among the powerhouses of the gladiatorial arena organizers, the wind-type sword god that Lin Mo had seen walked over, and it seemed that he still remembered the two-handed greatsword evolved by the gold-based dragon.

"Ever since I came to this world, I never thought I would go back alive!"

With a philosophical sentence, Lin Mo once again rejected the other party's attempt.

"Okay, let's see! When you're out of the gladiatorial arena, you can do it yourself!"

The Wind Sword God Beriso sneered and passed past Lin Mo.

The battle of the strong did not really start, but it still wiped a cold sweat from the audience in the audience.

Wearing the broken knight's heavy armor, Lin Mo slowly left the duel area step by step, and the moment before entering the passage, there was applause behind him that quickly spread throughout the audience.

Power is fearful, but it does not win hearts and minds.

Returning to their seats, the two Hiss powerhouses who cast a vicious gaze on Lin Mo couldn't help frowning, how could that murderer deserve these applause, not only did the two of them return in vain, but they also seemed to have created momentum for each other's reputation.

If you are favored by a powerful person, you would rather offend the Duke than try to protect it, then it will be bad.

Although Lin Mo was implicated in the gladiatorial arena, due to some unknown special considerations, the organizers still used special passages and covers, quietly sent him away and temporarily arranged him to another residence, it seems that he is only willing to let him die in the gladiatorial arena to bring more attention and money to the gladiatorial tournament, and is not willing to be killed by the Duke of Heath's people in vain.

Nobody can't get along with gold, does it?

The sudden disappearance of the Dragon Knight still caused the five royal guards to panic for a while, they could die, but the Dragon Knight could not have any accidents.

Fortunately, their communicator quickly received a short message from the satellite forward, confirming Lin Mo's safety and location, and then he regained his heart, but he still didn't expect that this adult would cause such a big trouble.

After a whole day outside the gladiatorial arena, intelligence officer Rehazy watched the tide of people continue to pour into the gladiatorial arena during the day, and after nightfall, they poured out again, and at the end of the day, he was exhausted by the temporary interrogation during the period, but he was still mentally prepared to continue the all-night raid and night trial.

"Lord Rehaqi, you have worked so hard today!"

While the soldiers guarding the fence outside the arena devoured their dinner, another intelligence officer, Qilanya, brought Rehaqi a snack and a drink.

Of the intelligence department's intelligence officers, this is the only female intelligence officer who is the most approachable, and even if he almost robs Rehazy of power, he has not the slightest jealousy or complaint.

"Thank you, Qilanya, you've worked just as hard!"

After taking the snack, Lei Haqi took a sip of the drink in the cup first, and suddenly raised his eyebrows, and said in surprise: "Solve the heart?"

"That's right! It's still secret! My mother taught me the recipe, do you like it?"

Qilanya smiled and nodded.

"Relief Pulp" is a drink that has a lot of fame in the Tessie Empire, and it is a special refreshing and soothing drink, which requires more than ten kinds of strawberry juice to be blended.

Its blending process is a bit like the pharmacist to configure the medicine, whether it is the variety and selection of strawberry juice, or the concentration of the ratio and the length of time and temperature of each step have special requirements, a slight change will cause the taste and drinking effect of the difference, pharmacist apprentices usually like to configure the "heart pulp" as a practice, a good recipe is often very popular with the nobles-

(To be continued......)