Chapter 37 Reward

Looking at the dishonest eyes of Master Feili, Gallier's blue eyes flashed and then disappeared. He slowly stepped forward, affectionately helped Delia, and walked into the gate of Cairo accompanied by Master Feili.

Zanglang——

At the end of the carriage, a team of upper-hulled gladiator with sharp muscles and angular muscles, wearing heavy iron chains on their hands and feet, making a sound of gold and iron friction at every step.

Kowloon lowered his head, and his long black hair completely covered his face. His bronze skin, heavy steps, and his strong body exuded the man's masculinity in the sun.

After a long journey of several days, they finally arrived in Cairo, and the real fight began! Whether he can win freedom or not, at this stroke, Jiulong gritted his teeth and said fiercely, "Anyway, this wrestling match will win the championship, win freedom, and end this helpless and tragic slave fate."

Berber rode the flame lion and saw the walking Jiulong bowing his head. He was absent-minded and shouted harshly, "All follow me!"

When Jiulong heard this, he quickly followed, but he was extremely wronged. In order to be free, he succumbed to others and had to look at people's faces. Everything was for freedom...

Following Galil's carriage, Kowloon and others slowly walked into the magnificent city of Cairo. When entering the city, Kowloon deliberately pay attention to the warriors standing at the gate of the city and were shocked. The warriors in steel armor were all three-level warriors. They were fierce and murderous, and seemed to have come down from the battlefield. However, think about it, the city guard who can be a city must have extraordinary strength, and the mainland is turbulent, and war is inevitable. Even large tribes such as the Lelan tribe have to fight all the time. If you want to train soldiers, there are many opportunities.

Cairo City is really prosperous. Compared with the West Asia Manor, it is really a street in the sky, an underground, paved with bluestone floors, and there are all kinds of shops on both sides. The streets are endlessly shouting and shouting, and the pedestrians on the street are endless.

Luxury carriages walk slowly, and from time to time you can see warriors carrying weapons, and even some warriors riding powerful warcrafts. No matter where they go, the crowd will naturally give way for them. It can be seen that in the Leren tribe, the strong are respected and deeply rooted.

Kowloon gently raised his head and looked at the bustling pedestrians on the road. His gorgeous clothes were conspicuous, and his eyes narrowed slightly. Far away, a samurai with a long dark green knife behind him was majestic. All the way, everyone looked sideways and vaguely, and everyone made way for him.

"Who is this?" Jiulong frowned, and his keen perception was magnified to the limit, spreading to explore the strength of this person, "Level 7 martial arts, or Baji martial arts!" Kowloon was shocked again. According to the memory of Crosas, seven-level warriors are already rare on the mainland, and eighth-level warriors are extremely rare. They actually met such a master in Cairo, and you can see how powerful the Leren tribe is from the tip of this iceberg.

Along the way, the bustling Cairo city opened Kowloon's eyes and stunned Kowloon from time to time.

"A magnificent pavilion, all made of white granite, is a precious white granite, which is actually used to build a pavilion." Kowloon stared at a magnificent pavilion not far away, and saw that the pavilion was extremely luxurious, magnificent, and the flow of people coming and going.

"That turned out to be a clothing mall!" Through the bright glass window, Kowloon can see that it is full of all kinds of clothes.

Kowloon looked curiously at the mall, with rows of hangers full of all kinds of gorgeous dresses......

"The city of Cairo is so prosperous!" Kowloon had to marvel again.

"Yes, the people who can live in Cairo are either a hegemon or a rich businessman. Ordinary people can't afford to buy a house here." At this moment, Shock Pollard, who followed Jiulong, introduced a sentence to Jiulong with melancholy and infinite melancholy.

Jiulong lowered his head and kept silent. He was curious about Shock Pollard's reaction. The two are the strongest characters among all the gladiators. Usually, the two are tit-for-tat, but they have gradually established a deep relationship. They have a kind of sympathy for each other. Now they have to face wrestling, and they are more united and emotional. But further.

"It seems that you are very familiar with Cairo!" Jiulong said in a muffled voice.

"Hmm!" Shock Pollard snorted coldly, stopped talking, and shook the chain step by step.

"That's the magician's guild, one of the largest guilds on the mainland!" In front of a tall and magnificent building, Shock Pollard said slowly.

"Oh?" Hearing this, he raised his head and carefully looked at the magnificent building. The building covers a large area, with pavilions and pavilions, but the most eye-catching thing is the largest main building next to the street. The building is not high, only three floors, but it is wide and magnificent, like a crawling dragon.

The top of the building is supported by a steel frame with several great golden fonts - the Sorcerer's Guild.

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Allen Manor, the private manor of Leren, the son of Chief Leren, is the most luxurious and grand manor in Cairo and one of the famous manor of the whole Leren tribe.

The arena of Allen Manor is the most famous arena of the whole Leren tribe. Every time there is a large-scale arena, it must be held here. Gradually, it has become a sacred place for all gladiators. Every time a arena is held here, once there is a champion, it will be rewarded with the people and freedom!

At night, it was as dark as ink. Jiulong dragged his tired body and walked slowly to the dormitory. Compared with the West Asian Manor, the conditions here are better. Every gladiator here has rich food, and high-quality food can provide them with enough energy.

Kowloon walked into the dormitory and heard all the gladiators. In this world, food is a resource, money is a resource, and women are also resources. No one has ever treated women equally.

Kowloon turned a deaf ear to these, and the vivid scenes in front of him could not provoke Kowloon's desire at all. Kowloon took a heavy step, came to his room through a passage, removed his clothes, sat cross-legged his knees, and slowly rotated according to the operation route of Emperor Dragon Road, over and over again. Walk away.

The golden true qi hits countless meridians in the body. Every time the true qi swims for a week, it generates a trace of heat on the body. After a big Sunday, Jiulong feels that his true qi is more powerful, and he is slightly looking forward to it. He relies on the strength of the five-level martial arts. The true spirit can resist the six-level warriors. If you are promoted to the six-level warriors, can you fight against the seven-level warriors?!

Squeak——

The door was pushed open, and a beautiful woman gently walked into the door. The red coarse cloth was put on her neck, and her whole body** only covered her full chest and lower body. She looked numb, and her originally watery eyes were motionless like a puppet.

The woman stepped gently and walked to Jiulong. Seeing that Jiulong closed her eyes and didn't take her seriously at all. The woman stretched out her hand and gently lifted the messy hair on Jiulong's face. Looking at Jiulong's handsome face and a few white velvet hairs, she was a little stunned. For a moment, she didn't know how to take it. How to do it.

brush——

Kowloon's practice was at a critical moment, and he was disturbed. He quickly calmed down and brushed it. He suddenly opened his eyes, and an inch of golden light shot out, and his eyes were like gold.

"Ah!" The woman was shocked, stepped back a few steps, looked at Jiulong in horror, and her chest fell together. It seemed that she was scared by Jiulong's sudden movements.

Kowloon looked at the woman who came in. Seeing the woman's head down and uneasy look, his anger subsided. Without saying a word, he quietly waited for the woman's explanation.

"Warrior!" The woman looked a little ugly, her voice was very soft, and she said boldly, "I'm here to serve the warrior!"

"You are reluctant!" Jiulong narrowed his eyes and looked at the woman in front of him, with brown hair, wet shoulders, curved eyebrows, a graceful figure, convex and graceful.

The woman was stunned when she heard this. In her consciousness, at this time, Jiulong should rush to herself like a tiger, attack herself and devouring herself. However, she didn't expect Jiulong to ask such a question, and she was even more uneasy and said weakly, "It's the master's order!"

"Hmm!" Jiulong snorted coldly, slowly closed his eyes, and said unheated and coldly, "I want to practice. Don't disturb me, otherwise, I will bear the consequences!"

The woman's face was ugly. She looked at Jiulong gently closing her eyes and was not interested in herself at all. She was even more panicked. She anxiously rubbed the corners of her clothes and stood quietly on the ground, looking more and more anxious!

The time passed minute by minute and second, but Jiulong did not move at all. He still closed his eyes and rested. The woman couldn't wait any longer!

Brush!

The woman gently untied the only belt on her body, ** with perfect curves, plump breasts, slender waists, and playful black velvety lower body, hiding infinite beautiful spring...

The woman summoned up her courage and rushed to Kowloon, who was sitting cross-legged...

Looking at the dishonest eyes of Master Feili, Gallier's blue eyes flashed and then disappeared. He slowly stepped forward, affectionately helped Delia, and walked into the gate of Cairo accompanied by Master Feili.

Zanglang——

At the end of the carriage, a team of upper-hulled gladiator with sharp muscles and angular muscles, wearing heavy iron chains on their hands and feet, making a sound of gold and iron friction at every step.

Kowloon lowered his head, his long black hair completely covered his face, bronze skin, heavy pace, and a strong body under the sun, emitting the masculine beauty of a man.

After a long journey of several days, they finally arrived in Cairo, and the real fight began! Whether he can win freedom or not, at this stroke, Jiulong gritted his teeth and said fiercely, "Anyway, this wrestling match will win the championship, win freedom, and end this helpless and tragic slave fate."

Berber rode the flame lion and saw the walking Jiulong bowing his head. He was absent-minded and shouted harshly, "All follow me!"

When Jiulong heard this, he quickly followed, but he was extremely wronged. In order to be free, he succumbed to others and had to look at people's faces. Everything was for freedom...

Following Galil's carriage, Kowloon and others slowly walked into the magnificent city of Cairo. When entering the city, Kowloon deliberately pay attention to the warriors standing at the gate of the city and were shocked. The warriors in steel armor were all three-level warriors. They were fierce and murderous, and seemed to have come down from the battlefield. However, think about it, the city guard who can be a city must have extraordinary strength, and the mainland is turbulent, and war is inevitable. Even large tribes such as the Lelan tribe have to fight all the time. If you want to train soldiers, there are many opportunities.

Cairo City is really prosperous. Compared with the West Asia Manor, it is really a street in the sky, an underground, paved with bluestone floors, and there are all kinds of shops on both sides. The streets are endlessly shouting and shouting, and the pedestrians on the street are endless.

Luxury carriages walk slowly, and from time to time you can see warriors carrying weapons, and even some warriors riding powerful warcrafts. No matter where they go, the crowd will naturally give way for them. It can be seen that in the Leren tribe, the strong are respected and deeply rooted.

Kowloon gently raised his head and looked at the bustling pedestrians on the road. His gorgeous clothes were conspicuous, and his eyes narrowed slightly. Far away, a samurai with a long dark green knife behind him was majestic. All the way, everyone looked sideways and vaguely, and everyone made way for him.

"Who is this?" Jiulong frowned, and his keen perception was magnified to the limit, spreading to explore the strength of this person, "Level 7 martial arts, or Baji martial arts!" Kowloon was shocked again. According to the memory of Crosas, seven-level warriors are already rare on the mainland, and eighth-level warriors are extremely rare. They actually met such a master in Cairo, and you can see how powerful the Leren tribe is from the tip of this iceberg.

Along the way, the bustling Cairo city opened Kowloon's eyes and stunned Kowloon from time to time.

"A magnificent pavilion is all made of white granite, which is a precious white granite, which is actually used to build a pavilion." Kowloon stared at a magnificent pavilion not far away, and saw that the pavilion was extremely luxurious, magnificent, and the flow of people coming and going.

"That turned out to be a clothing mall!" Through the bright glass window, Kowloon can see that it is full of all kinds of clothes.

Kowloon looked curiously at the mall, with rows of hangers full of all kinds of gorgeous dresses............

"The city of Cairo is so prosperous!" Kowloon had to marvel again.

"Yes, the people who can live in Cairo are either a hegemon or a rich businessman. Ordinary people can't afford to buy a house here." At this moment, Shock Pollard, who followed Jiulong, introduced a sentence to Jiulong with melancholy and infinite melancholy.

Jiulong lowered his head and kept silent. He was curious about Shock Pollard's reaction. The two are the strongest characters among all the gladiators. Usually, the two are tit-for-tat, but they have gradually established a deep relationship. They have a kind of sympathy for each other. Now they have to face wrestling, and they are more united and emotional. But further.

"It seems that you are very familiar with Cairo!" Jiulong said in a muffled voice.

"Hmm!" Shock Pollard snorted coldly, stopped talking, and shook the chain step by step.

"That's the magician's guild, one of the largest guilds on the mainland!" In front of a tall and magnificent building, Shock Pollard said slowly.

"Oh?" Hearing this, he raised his head and carefully looked at the magnificent building. The building covers a large area, with pavilions and pavilions, but the most eye-catching thing is the largest main building next to the street. The building is not high, only three floors, but it is wide and magnificent, like a crawling dragon.

The top of the building is supported by a steel frame with several great golden fonts - the Sorcerer's Guild.

------------

Allen Manor, the private manor of Leren, the son of Chief Leren, is the most luxurious and grand manor in Cairo and one of the famous manor of the whole Leren tribe.

The arena of Allen Manor is the most famous arena of the whole Leren tribe. Every time there is a large-scale arena, it must be held here. Gradually, it has become a sacred place for all gladiators. Every time a arena is held here, once there is a champion, it will be rewarded with the people and freedom!

At night, it was as dark as ink. Jiulong dragged his tired body and walked slowly to the dormitory. Compared with the West Asian Manor, the conditions here are better. Every gladiator here has rich food, and high-quality food can provide them with enough energy.

Kowloon walked into the dormitory and heard all the gladiators. In this world, food is a resource, money is a resource, and women are also resources. No one has ever treated women equally.

Kowloon turned a deaf ear to these, and the vivid scenes in front of him could not provoke Kowloon's desire at all. Kowloon took a heavy step, came to his room through a passage, removed his clothes, sat cross-legged his knees, and slowly rotated according to the operation route of Emperor Dragon Road, over and over again. Walk away.

The golden true qi hits countless meridians in the body. Every time the true qi swims for a week, it generates a trace of heat on the body. After a big Sunday, Jiulong feels that his true qi is more powerful, and he is slightly looking forward to it. With the powerful true qi of the five-level warrior, he can resist the six-level warrior. If you are promoted to a six-level warrior, can you face a seven-level warrior?!

Squeaky——

The door was pushed open, and a beautiful woman gently walked into the door. The red coarse cloth was put on her neck, and her whole body** only covered her full chest and lower body. She looked numb, and her originally watery eyes were motionless like a puppet.

The woman stepped gently and walked to Jiulong. Seeing that Jiulong closed her eyes and didn't take her seriously at all. The woman stretched out her hand and gently lifted the messy hair on Jiulong's face. Looking at Jiulong's handsome face and a few white velvet hairs, she was a little stunned. For a moment, she didn't know how to take it. How to do it.

brush——

Kowloon's practice was at a critical moment, and he was disturbed. He quickly calmed down and brushed it. He suddenly opened his eyes, and an inch of golden light shot out, and his eyes were like gold.

"Ah!" The woman was shocked, stepped back a few steps, looked at Jiulong in horror, and her chest fell together. It seemed that she was scared by Jiulong's sudden movements.

Kowloon looked at the woman who came in. Seeing the woman's head down and uneasy look, his anger subsided. Without saying a word, he quietly waited for the woman's explanation.

"Warrior!" The woman looked a little ugly, her voice was very soft, and she said boldly, "I'm here to serve the warrior!"

"You are reluctant!" Jiulong narrowed his eyes and looked at the woman in front of him, with brown hair, wet shoulders, curved eyebrows, a graceful figure, convex and graceful.

The woman was stunned when she heard this. In her consciousness, at this time, Jiulong should rush to herself like a tiger, attack herself and devouring herself. However, she didn't expect Jiulong to ask such a question, and she was even more uneasy and said weakly, "It's the master's order!"

"Hmm!" Jiulong snorted coldly, slowly closed his eyes, and said unheated and coldly, "I want to practice. Don't disturb me, otherwise, I will bear the consequences!"

The woman's face was ugly. She looked at Jiulong gently closing her eyes and was not interested in herself at all. She was even more panicked. She anxiously rubbed the corners of her clothes and stood quietly on the ground, looking more and more anxious!

The time passed minute by minute and second, but Jiulong did not move at all. He still closed his eyes and rested. The woman couldn't wait any longer!

Brush!

The woman gently untied the only belt on her body, ** with perfect curves, plump breasts, slender waists, and playful black velvety lower body, hiding infinite beautiful spring...

The woman summoned up her courage and rushed to Kowloon, who was sitting cross-legged...