Chapter 277

Su Ze soon stopped fighting wild beasts in the arena.≧

The strongest one is always human, not a beast with only instinct. After Su Ze won ten consecutive games, Su Ze is no longer an unknown ordinary gladiator in the arena.

In the arena, the fights of ordinary slaves are always the lowest.

Just like celebrities, only truly powerful and famous gladiators can create high benefits.

The boss of the arena Soi saw Su Ze's potential from Su Ze's first fight, so he spared no effort to promote Su Ze and boost his fame.

His white hair, his pretty appearance, fair skin, and the identity of outsiders were all used by the arena as capital to increase popularity.

Moreover, he gave him an extremely cool name - the White God of Death.

The arena is missing the presence of Su Ze's temperament. Most of the gladiators are extremely strong. He is like an alien, especially attracting female audiences who are tired of seeing big-minded men.

So once he appears, there will be many more female audiences in the arena that is mainly male.

Today is the first time that the White Death fights another gladiator in the gladiator arena.

Therefore, the Soy Gladiatorium was crowded, and the ticket price was as high as five Jintats, and it was difficult to get a ticket. Su Ze's eyes were calm and waiting in the rest area where the Gladiatorium appeared. Through the circular passage, he could hear the sound of shocking outside.

He knew that his opponent today was also a gladiator, and he was very famous, nicknamed Giant Tower.

This is his first time fighting another gladiator. In the previous ten games, he was fighting beasts.

Juta has much more qualifications in the arena than him. It is said that the record is twenty-three wins, no defeat, and there is only life and death in the arena, no victory or defeat, so today only one of him and Juta can walk out of the arena.

"Go on the stage, Su." A deacon in the arena patted Su Ze on the shoulder.

Su Ze did not say anything, he stood up calmly and walked towards the circular passage. The fence door at the entrance of the passage slowly rose up. Su Ze walked out of the passage and suddenly heard a tsunami-like cry in his ears:

White God of Death—

White God of Death—

Su Ze's face was not fluctuating at all. His coldness actually aroused the fanaticism of the scene. Many female audiences were so excited that their faces were red and almost lifted their clothes away.

The passage at the other end of the arena opened, and a huge figure emerged. A man with a strong and deformed body with an ugly face walked out of the passage. His height seemed to be at least about 2.5 meters. A veritable giant, every muscle on his body was like a rock. The muscles on his back were bulging like a hump. He was dragging an iron chain in his hand. At the tail of the chain was an iron ball covered with barbed ones. As he walked, the iron ball rubbed against the ground and made a harsh sound.

There was a sound of air conditioning pumping sound in the venue.

At the same time, some people shouted loudly and smashed the little white face.

The appearance of the giant tower obviously cannot make him very popular, but his methods are very bloody and have accumulated some "fans" who particularly like excitement.

Moreover, many male audiences do not like Su Ze's overly handsome appearance, or are jealous of him, hoping that the giant tower will kill Su Ze like a previous opponent.

The giant tower raised its head and roared.

His sallow eyes were looking at Su Ze as if he was looking at a toy that could be abused. A hoarse and dull voice came from his throat: "White God of Death, is it you a sissy? I will smash your head like a watermelon later. I think the brain marrow must taste very good."

After saying that, he licked his lips, looking very enjoyable.

Su Ze looked at the giant tower indifferently. He didn't speak. Since he was fighting in the arena, he never spoke. Many people say that the White God of Death is a mute.

Only Su Ze knew that he was too lazy to say or disdainful to speak. He didn't like this kind of environment. No matter how popular he had or how many people were crazy about him, he knew that all he did was to be fun. If he hadn't had the ability for the moment, he would have destroyed the arena long ago.

Now he just regards gladiating as a way to sharpen his martial arts artistic conception.

No matter who the opponent is or what he says, it is nonsense. All he has to do is kill the opponent, that's all.

Su Ze's silence is a kind of naked provocation in the eyes of the Giant Tower.

He couldn't wait to wave the hammer ball to hit Su Ze. Because of his ugly appearance and physique, he was ridiculed since childhood. Only by killing an individual in the arena could he vent his distorted anger.

The iron chains hit the place where Su Ze originally stood, and mud and stones splashed, forming a pit of a half meter-sized pot.

The ground in the arena has been reinforced, but the power of the giant tower can create a big hole like to smashing tofu.

Su Ze avoided this chain ball and quickly approached the giant tower from the side. Although this kind of chain ball weapon is very powerful, its disadvantage is also very obvious, it is not flexible. Moreover, with a figure like the giant tower, Su Ze instantly arrived beside the giant tower and slashed it out with a knife.

As the sword passed, blood splattered, but the giant tower roared, and his muscles tensed up.

Su Ze found that his sword could not enter when it was about inch deep into the giant tower's body. The giant tower's muscles bit Su Ze's long sword tightly. At the same time, the giant tower punched Su Ze. Su Ze pulled the knife in his hand and did not twitch. He could only quickly turn the side and avoid the giant tower's fist.

Giant Tower grabbed the knife that was chopping his back, and squeezed it into a ball of scrap iron in a few seconds, while sneering at Su Ze.

A burst of exclamations came from the arena, and the battle between the two sides changed rapidly. Although Su Ze hit the giant tower, he was forced to lose his weapons by the giant tower.

Su Ze's eyes shrank. Although this giant tower looked stupid, it was so cunning.

He definitely did it on purpose, or he knew his disadvantages, so he deliberately got the knife first, then forced Su Ze to lose his weapon, and then he abolished Su Ze's weapons, so that he would be invincible. An opponent who lost his weapon would be no more minions.

The giant tower grinned and waved the hammer ball towards Su Ze.

Su Ze could only choose to dodge. His strength was far less than that of the giant tower, and the giant tower's defense was so high that it was equivalent to letting a person take off the tank with his bare hands.

Watching Su Ze dodge the whole field by being chased by the giant tower.

The audience roared in the arena, and the giant tower, tore him to pieces, the giant tower, tore him to pieces.

Since we are going to the arena, we are seeking excitement, and the violent factors in everyone's body are aroused. Although a small number of people think that Su Ze will die, it is very pitiful, but most people have been aroused of bloody fanaticism.

Su Ze's eyes were always calm. Even though he was empty-handed, he still had no panic.

Just as the giant tower smashed the hook again, Su Ze suddenly soared into the air, stepped on the iron chain, spread his arms out, and stepped on the shoulders of the giant tower in a few steps. At the same time, he bent his fingers like an eagle's claws, sweeping across the giant tower's face like an eagle.

The giant tower screamed, and he suddenly covered his face with his hands and wailed in pain.

Su Ze jumped down from the back of the giant tower, holding two bloody eyes in his hand.

Su Ze has the ability to replay memories. He lost his true energy and could only improve his strength in his martial arts. The memories he had fought with the past masters were constantly replayed. He had fought with Li Yang, the deputy leader of the Eagle Claw Sect, and Shi Tian, ​​the successor of Xingyi Eagle Shape, and these memories made him not weak in fighting with bare hands.

But his best skills are the knife, so he concealed his strength in other aspects.

Su Ze threw away the two eyeballs, pulled out the dagger hidden on his waist, and rushed towards the giant tower. The giant tower that had lost its eyes was like a doll in Su Ze's eyes. Su Ze kept stabbing the fragile joints and acupoints around the dagger in the giant tower's hand.

He is an extremely skilled doctor, not to mention that he has the eyes of truth, the fragility of the giant tower, and the weakness is clearly what it is.

In a blink of an eye, Su Ze stabbed the giant tower dozens of times.

All his joints were destroyed, and the blood on his body continued to spill out like blood sprayed.

The huge body trembled a few times and collapsed with a bang.

Su Ze threw away the dagger with some curling blades without any sign of demise, nor did he look at the fanatical audience, and turned indifferently and walked back into the passage.

Long after Su Ze left, the audience could not calm down their excitement and fanaticism.

Su Ze's hand that killed the giant tower just now was so beautiful. They had never seen such an almost elegant killing technique. They were completely different from those gladiators in the past. They only knew how to fight wildly. Su Ze's move could be called art.

They didn't expect that killing people could bring out the feeling of art, and they didn't even feel much blood.

Moreover, Su Ze's silence and coldness are very similar to his nickname, the White God of Death, which is elegant and cold to kill people's lives.

Of course, the most exciting one is the owner of the arena Soi. At this time, he smiled at Wu Ting, who looked like a pot beside him and said, "Thank you, my dear Boss Wu, for selling such an excellent gladiator to me. No, thirty Jintats is equivalent to giving me a gift. Boss Wu, I'll be the one who is here tonight, you must have a drink with me."

Wu Ting's heart was bleeding.

Such an excellent and powerful slave was sold to Soy with thirty Jintads. Look at today's gladiator. One ticket was fired to five Jintads. And from today's gladiator, this foreign slave has the potential to become a super gladiator. Maybe he is the next strong contender for the Black Dragon Warrior. If you want to see his gladiator in the future, maybe you will have to sell thirty Jintads for one ticket, and he actually sold this kind of chicken that lays golden eggs. No, it was for nothing.

He was sure that even if he sold three thousand Jintats, he would have lost all his money.

Su Ze did not let Wu Ting guess wrong.

He quickly set off a white whirlwind in Kunyu City.

He won in a row at incredible speed, and sometimes he even had multiple gladiators a day.

No matter how fierce the fight is or if injured, Su Ze can easily recover and there is no sign of any injury to carry out the next fight.

Even Soy couldn't believe it.

Gladiators are very mentally and physically exhausted, especially the most powerful gladiator, they will inevitably be injured. Now Su Ze is the money tree in his hand, and he is even afraid that Su Ze will not be able to hold on, so he wants to arrange a few less gladiators for him, or one for a few days is enough.

But Su Ze strongly demanded that there must be two games a day.

He had never seen such a crazy gladiator, and he had tried his best to add to the game.

Although he was worried, Su Ze did not disappoint him in a single game. He seemed to have endless physical strength and perverted recovery. Su Ze could not abuse his opponent in every game. As his reputation gradually grew, his opponents became stronger and stronger. There were some powerful gladiators that even Su Ze was difficult to deal with, or he would take the means of exchanging injuries to kill his opponent.

But even so, he did not stop his pace.

Twenty consecutive victories!

Thirty consecutive victories!

Fifty consecutive victories!

Seventy consecutive victories!

Ninety consecutive victories!

Records are constantly breaking, and the white death whirlwind brought by Su Ze has caused a phenomenal event in Kunyu City. In the wild world that advocates force, Su Ze is sought after by more and more people. His legend has even attracted the attention of the Witch God Palace.

Now, it is no longer a problem for Su Ze's victory.

But everyone is waiting for him to challenge the Black Dragon Warriors. In Kunyu City, there is a rule left since ancient times. Once the Gladiator wins 99 consecutive games, he can challenge the Black Dragon Warriors. If the challenge is successful, he will be the next Black Dragon Warrior.

By then, he will not only be able to gain freedom, but also enter the Witch God Palace and receive the reward from the Witch God Palace Master.

Every gladiator is fighting to become a Black Dragon Warrior, or working hard for that illusory hope.
To be continued...