The entrance to the arena is located dozens of meters deep underground.

On the long inclined ramp, several thick alloy gates were set up, and there were many intelligent weapon towers near each gate. Once activated, their firepower strength would not last long, even if the outer armor of the large interstellar warships would not last long.

Such measures are of course to protect the audiences with noble identities outside. After all, the destructive power of high-level slave warriors and some alien beasts is too terrifying. If they have the opportunity to escape from control, it is very likely to cause catastrophic consequences.

Qin Feng held the stick with a leisurely expression and walked forward step by step. As the alloy gates in front of him opened one after another, the end of the inclined slope was getting closer and closer, and the cheers of the audience outside were clearly heard.

Half a minute later, his footsteps finally stepped onto the center of the arena. The stick in his hand paused gently on the ground and found that it was also cast from an amazingly hard alloy with a thickness of no less than one meter. Perhaps the main gun of the battleship could be used to smash it. It was enough to deal with all kinds of bloody and tragic fight scenes.

With quiet eyes, at the entrance on the other side of the arena, a man two meters tall and burly as strong as a bear walked out calmly, full of murderous aura, carrying a heavy hammer with a thorny wolf teeth in one hand, and a giant tower shield that was taller than himself in the other hand, shaped like a city gate.

He was wearing a thick and unusually thick antique alloy armor, his limbs, hands, feet, head and face were covered with solid armor leaves, and his eyes were transparent organic crystal material. His whole body looked like a sealed super iron can, with a heavy sense of pressure rushing towards him.

“Wow!”

Pei Luoka in the stands exclaimed, and his eyes swept at Hong Guixi: "It's your subordinate Larsen? This guy has a genetic index of up to 93... No, it should be more than 100 now, right? You actually sent him on the field in the first round? It's such a pity that the guy on the opposite side!"

Hong Guixi shrugged his shoulders and said innocently: "Sister Pei Luoka, you can't blame me for this. The match of the Gladiator's opponent is randomly determined by the management's light brain. We have no right to intervene. We can only say that Brother Lin's luck is really bad!"

Lin Canghong raised his eyebrows slightly and said lightly: "It doesn't matter. When you go on stage, you will be determined by your life and death. Isn't this just the beginning? I hope your people can always be so lucky."

This bloody gladiator competition has a very generous profit, because the behind-the-scenes shareholders are very complex. The management of the United Prison is only one of them, and the weight ratio is not high, so there is no say. What they need to do is to provide a sufficient number of prisoners regularly and have a dedicated person to the specific event arrangements.

Lin Canghong felt a little regretful. Maybe he should have spent more money in advance and selected a group of capable subordinates to perform genetic optimization several times to increase their genetic index to above 100. Perhaps this event would not be too disadvantageous.

However, high-level gene optimization surgery is not something you can do just by wanting it. The high cost is secondly. The key is that it cannot be done in a remote area like United Prison. Senior doctors qualified to preside over advanced gene optimization surgery, related instruments, equipment, potions, etc., need to be transported from the prosperous star domain in the hinterland of the empire. Even a prison bully will find such resources.

Hong Guixi seemed to have found a special channel. Of course, he didn't have the value to perform surgery on too many subordinates. He could only selectively cultivate a few capable dog legs, such as Larsen, one of them.

With this guy here, as long as you are not too lucky, it is not a problem to meet those terrible high-level alien beasts to win more than a dozen games.

He sighed slightly in his heart. Lin Canghong said nothing anymore. The boy in the field seemed to be from Moridley. He looked good and his strength looked good. Unfortunately, he met the wrong opponent, which was really fate.

On the arena, Qin Feng was staring at the approaching man leisurely.

Since this guy first appeared, all the physical data, strength, defense, explosive power, speed, etc. about him have been presented in Qin Feng's mind in a very detailed way, and there is no secret to it.

He is undoubtedly a strong man himself. With the customized alloy heavy armored giant shield, it is difficult for weaker gladiators or ferocious beasts to break through his defense, let alone hurt him. Of course, in front of Qin Feng, all this is meaningless.

Larsen looked at Qin Feng, hiding behind the crystal, without any intention of communicating with him. The heavy hammer in the wolf teeth in his hand suddenly swung, causing a heart-pounding sound of breaking through the air, as if a crazy rhino rushed towards Qin Feng at high speed.

Qin Feng dodged lightly. In his eyes, this guy's speed was outrageously slow and full of flaws.

Before Larsen could react, Qin Feng had moved behind him at high speed, and then the alloy stick as thick as his arm swept across with a black shadow.

"Bang!"

Amid the low explosion, the alloy heavy armor with a thickness of more than ten centimeters looked like a paper paste, and it suffered severe distortion and deformation on the spot, deeply sunken more than one foot deep.

Larsen, who was frightened and angry, let out a beast-like roar, waved his wolf teeth and turned around to fight back, but Qin Feng did not give him a chance at all. Dozens of stick shadows swept across in an instant, as if a blacksmith was thrusting iron, and the sound of "bang bang bang" was endless.

When the scene was frozen, Larsen had already collapsed on the ground in an extremely distorted and ugly posture. The alloy heavy armor was smashed into a pothole, and blood kept pouring out from the gaps in the armor, dyeing large areas of the ground red.

There were suddenly a burst of cheers in the audience. This bloody and cruel scene was undoubtedly the most popular among the spectators.

The smile on Hong Guixi's face froze, and he couldn't help but stand up, stared at the field and looked again and again, and after a while, he confirmed the fact that his powerful leg had been killed.

"Hoho, it's a big surprise!"

A gloating smile appeared on Pei Luoka's beautiful face: "This guy looks gentle, but unexpectedly he is a master who is hidden. Brother Lin has hope this time to avenge his previous shame."

The other two prisoners and Lin Canghong were both surprised and finally began to look at Qin Feng in the field with serious eyes. Although he had just brought down a strong opponent, he still looked like he had enough energy. Doesn’t it mean that his genetic index is also over 100? It’s really unbelievable.

"Congratulations on winning, please go and rest and prepare for the next fight."

A well-dressed referee walked over surrounded by several fully armed guards and said politely to Qin Feng.

Qin Feng nodded and turned around and walked towards the entrance.

"Go and call Moredley over, I want to know what happened to this young man."

Lin Canghong in the stands whispered to the followers beside him.
Chapter completed!