Chapter 30 Hope

Four handsome milky white horses, holding their heads and expanding their chests, are extremely vigorous, moving with elegant steps and moving forward slowly. Behind them is a gorgeous carriage, like a small pavilion, golden and brilliant, inlaid with various precious gems, elegant and classical and elegant.

In the carriage, Garrill sat in the middle, holding the glass in his hand. The red blood Mary in the glass was unusually conspicuous and shiny.

Delia sat on the side of Galil, with her white wrists gently holding Galil's arm. Her pearl-like eyes gently fanned her jaw, her red lips kissed, and talked and laughed with Galil.

The lower seat is Nice, dressed in purple. Her eyes are sparkling, like autumn water. She blinks and stares at Galil. From time to time, she glances at Delia, and it is easy to see a cold light flashing in her eyes.

Seman is dressed in a milky white robe, and the whole robe is natural, without any impurities. He holds a one-foot-long magic wand in his hand. A milky white magic crystal flows a trace of pure milky white on the magic wand. It is so cute. There is a milky white badge on his chest, carved four white magic wands. Case.

The magic badge is a symbol of a magician, which is identified and made by the magician guild. Having a magician badge means that you can become a recognized magician on the mainland and enjoy the treatment of a noble magician anywhere in any tribe on the continent.

"Delia, the person you asked your cousin Dixie to find is reliable!" Galil gently took a sip of blood Mary, casually put down the glass in her hand, looked at Delia's beautiful face, and said softly.

"Honey, don't worry, my cousin Dixie is the president of the Lelan Tribe Mercenary Union. Although it is difficult to find a seven-level warrior, it is not difficult to find a six-level warrior!" Delia's voice is as soft as the wind, as if it can blow into people's hearts, which is heartwarming and comfortable.

"Hmm!" Nice unconsciously snorted and argued, "Delia, although your cousin is the president of the mercenary union, is a six-level warrior so easy to find? I know that although the gladiator Roxus selected from my black iron vein is a five-level warrior, he is not an ordinary sixth-level opponent, and even the Leren tribe is famous. Thomas, the instructor, also praised it!"

"Hee, dear Miss Nice, after all, the five-level warrior is a five-level warrior. Although he can leap over the challenge, he can't completely defeat the six-level warrior." Delia, who was wandering in the upper class of society, didn't know what Nice was thinking. She hugged Galil, smiled charmingly and said, "Besides, I know that my cousin Dixie also spent a lot of thought this time..."

"Okay!" Galil inadvertently glanced at Nis and said, "Don't argue. The president of the Mercenary Union has worked hard for our West Asia Manor this time. The sixth-level warrior he found is not an ordinary warrior, but a master of both magic and fighting spirit. It's not garbage!"

"Hmm!" After hearing this, Nice snorted coldly, turned his head and never spoke again.

"Ha ha!" Dillia smiled, gently swayed her arm around Galil, and her full chest and abdomen clung to Galil's arm, inadvertently revealing a seductive spring light.

"Young master, the arena has arrived." At this time, the groom stopped at the door of the carriage and asked respectfully.

"I know. Stop the carriage and we'll go out." Galil said slowly in a majestic voice.

"Yes!" The groom quickly answered and stopped the carriage.

Galil got up gently, opened the curtain, walked out of the carriage, and looked at it in blue. Far away, a team of muscular gladiators were neatly in a row, with their legs spread out, stared ahead, and stared at Galil's carriage from afar.

Galile's top-down fighter nodded slightly, brushed, and jumped out of the carriage lightly. Then Delia, Nice and Seaman also got off the car respectively. Delia hugged Galil's arm, and Nice and Seaman followed Galil respectively.

"This is your master, Master Galile, the eldest son of Balsad, the great Grand Duke of the Leren tribe, Leren Galile!" Thomas saw Galil coming, his dark skin shrugged gently, stepped gently with his hands behind his back, and his majestic voice slowly spoke of Galile's*.

"Salute to the master!" Berber led the troops and surrounded the gladiator heavily. When he saw Galile coming, he shouted.

"Master!" The gladiator used suddenly shouted with one voice, and the voice was extremely loud, and the real fighting field rumbled.

Galil glanced at the audience, nodded slightly, with a satisfied smile on his face, a gentle voice, and the noble breath suddenly burst out, and the faint blue true air rippled in circles. "Warriors, I am extremely proud to see your strong muscles all over. This is the result of your hard training. !"

"Warriors, as gladiator, your highest glory is to defeat your opponents, become the invincible god of war, and then win the highest civil crown in the game and dismiss you of your slavery!"

"Roar!"

All the gladiator raised their voices, shouted, and responded to Galil.

"Now I announce an exciting news. Ten days later, it will be a grand wrestling match held by the Leren tribe. If anyone rises up in this fight and wins the title of God of War, he will be awarded an extremely noble crown by Laren Feili, the son of the great chief of Leren, and become a free citizen!"

"Roar!" When all the gladiator heard Gary's sentence, the hysterical roar and roar shocked the earth. All the gladiator held their breath, because they did not have the hope of becoming free people. Although it was very slim, there was still hope that they would win the first place in large-scale fighting competitions and become respected by people. Only the respected god of war can gain freedom, reward the people's crown, and become a free man.

Seeing the lively atmosphere of the gladiator, Garrill smiled, stretched out his hands and slowly pressed down. After the gladiator was excited, he announced a blockbuster again. "According to the news, the other major manors participating in the competition have absolute power this time, including several six-level martial artists, which is good for our West Asia Manor. , invisibly increased the weight! In order to get the first place, I have selected two six-level martial arts gladiators, who dares to challenge!"

"What? Unexpectedly, he is a six-level warrior"

"It's incredible that there are two six-level warriors!"

"Maybe only Roxas, who dares to challenge the instructor!"

"Shake Pollard is also a good player. The crazy martial arts that Instructor Thomas asked him to practice are really powerful. Ordinary six-level martial artists are no opponents!"

"I think Roxas's weird golden fighting spirit is better!"

All the gladiators talked one after another, and their eyes involuntarily gathered to Kowloon and Roxus in the front row.

"Who dares!" Galil suddenly shouted, which shocked all the gladiator.

"Me!" The scar on Shock Pollard's face shrugged slightly, his big nose sucked gently, his messy hair trembled, and stepped out step by step, like a beast roaring, shouting loudly, and his strong body muscles one by one, which was horrible.

Silent!

The scene was silent, and all eyes were focused on Shock Pollard, but Shock Pollard's face did not change, calmly, staring at Galile with burning eyes, eager to immediately start a fist and perform!

Kowloon closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and suddenly looked into his eyes. He took a step forward and said slowly in everyone's shocked eyes, "I dare!"

Galil looked at the two strong men in front of him with great interest. Shock Pollard's face was ferocious and exuded a hot evil spirit. A slight movement seemed to contain explosive energy. His fierce eyes glanced at Kowloon and hummed coldly, as if he was very unconvinced with Kowloon.

Kowloon is solemn and quiet, looking ahead, looking at Shock Pollard's provocation, looking at it coldly and not afraid at all. His resolute face is as handsome as a knife, his eyes are restrained, and his majestic momentum is clear.

"The courage of the two warriors is commendable, and they will definitely give a generous report on your courage." Galil looked at Jiulong and Shok Pollard with great interest and said slowly, "But if you have courage and no strength, you are a soft egg!"

"Next, I announce that Haniff, a six-level warrior gladiator, will enter and challenge Lockusus and Shock Pollard respectively!"

"The winner will receive an extremely generous reward!" Galil raised his hands high and said, "Abundant food, beautiful women, precious wealth, everything can be obtained..."

Zanglang——

The heavy iron gate slowly opened, and a majestic gladiator with simple leather armor and arms slowly stepped into the arena...