Chapter 330: Advertisement of the Colosseum

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It was dawn, and many spectators gathered outside the arena of the First Academy.

"This time the slogan must be consistent!"

"Yes, the boos must be loud!"

"Let Suye hear the voice of the Spartans."

Everyone was laughing and chatting.

As the sun rose, the Bada people came from all directions to enter the arena.

Not long after, the arena was filled with dense crowds of spectators.

Outside the arena, more and more people did not enter the arena,

As early as three days ago, hundreds of thousands of tickets had been sold out.

People without a ticket gathered at the door, sighing, unwilling to leave, all of them were like good wine brewed by Dionysus himself after three years of abstinence, their eyes lit up and they kept swallowing.

They could only look curiously at the strange banners hanging inside and outside the arena.

Some literate people recite slowly.

"The blade of the dragon slayer, traveling at home, killing people and stealing goods, must have a black iron weapon."

"The shield of the dragon slayer, whoever uses it will shine."

"The helmet of the dragon slayer is so confident."

"Dragon Slayer Gaiters, whoever kicks it will hurt."

"Dragon Slayer Armguard, infinitely close to the body, silky feeling."

"Dragon Slayer Breastplate, it's good to be a man."

"If you love him, give him the spear of the dragon slayer; if you hate him, cut him off with the long sword of the dragon slayer."

"Good equipment, made by the dragon slayer."

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Amidst the complaints from the audience without tickets, the infinite gladiatorial match began.

A huge team carried out the wooden statues of the gods to start the opening ceremony. The statues of God of War, Goddess of Victory, Goddess of Nemesis and many other gods circled the duel field and placed them under the Longkou Terrace.

The Longkou Terrace was rarely full of people.

Most of them were young people, and there were some lively children who craned their necks curiously to look down.

The younger children stepped on the small stools and poked their hands over the edge of the terrace to look out.

After the entering ceremony and chanting poems, the host announced the validity of the competition, and invited the priests of the temple to witness the competition, and explained that if Su Ye successfully broke the record and created a new record for infinite gladiatorial competition, then, You will get an infinite trophy issued by the Temple of God of War.

Then, the wrestling king Komodes appeared and gave a speech beside the host, triggering a frenzy of cheers, piercing screams that almost tore through the sky, and countless people shouted hoarsely and blushed.

"I announce that the Infinity Gladiatorial Tournament has officially begun! Please Su Ye come on stage! Let's cheer for Su Ye!"

However, a uniform voice sounded.

"Refund!"

"Refund!"

"Refund!"

Hundreds of thousands of people shouted in unison, so loud that it even overwhelmed the previous cheers for the gladiator king.

The very few people who had never watched Su ye's game panicked and panicked, and some were even ready to run away at any time.

In Sparta, so many people shouted for a refund, but there was only one result.

The audience collectively ended up teaching the damned gladiators.

Especially those children, who were stunned by fright, their bodies were stiff, and they kept turning their eyes, looking for escape routes.

However, many people quickly realized that those who shouted "refund" were not only not angry, but were extremely excited.

The gladiators couldn't laugh or cry when they saw this scene. Suye really brought up a new trend in Sparta.

Su ye ignored the hundreds of thousands of fans who were neither white nor black, and summoned Di Aotian and Wang Dahammer, and then cast protective magic on the two of them.

The audience started chanting the names of Wang Dahammer and Di Aotian, and the two smiled and waved to the audience, triggering a more enthusiastic response.

Then, the famous scene appeared.

Su ye took out a chair, sat down, and opened the book.

This time, the table was also taken out.

"Hush..."

The audience booed loudly, from east to west, north, south, and countless spectators made similar voices.

Those spectators who had never seen Su ye wrestling gained experience, and were no longer afraid, but amused instead.

Many children booed with the adults and had a great time.

Wang Dahammer and Di Aotian, wearing the equipment with the dragon slayer logo, rushed towards the silver warrior in front.

Suye looked at the backs of Wang Dahammer and Di Aotian, and remembered the battle a few days ago.

During the day, Wang Dahui and Di Aotian are fighting, but at night, they become silver fighters who challenge the major gladiatorial schools.

Fighting continuously until yesterday, the magic power was constantly being consumed and recovered, and I even felt a little sore in my body.

However, the payoff is huge.

Every day on the way home after fighting, Suye would recall the most important places in his mind once or even several times, especially when the opponent broke through the defense and approached, he repeatedly recalled in his mind, and even imagined himself from the left, right, and above. Recall the enemy's attack from different angles, such as the back, to make the whole battle three-dimensional.

After returning home, I will carefully record all the experiences, and even outline some of the most important battle scenes with a few simple strokes of sketches, and then classify and summarize, and summarize and think.

Then, think deeply.

Su ye clearly remembered that in the previous exchange, Aristotle said a very important sentence.

Magicians may not necessarily be the most knowledgeable, not necessarily the most combat experienced, not necessarily the most powerful in combat skills, but they must be the best at thinking.

Su ye also often talked with Wang Dahammer, and communicated with the silver warriors and silver mages in the arena.

In just nine days, it has grown rapidly.

Seeing Di Aotian and Wang Dahammer fighting the silver warrior on the opposite side, Su ye wanted to make a move.

However, Su ye became an audience.

This time, Su ye took out the book not to do his homework, but to record quickly.

The previous battles were mostly against bronze warriors, so it wasn't worth wasting time, but today's opponents were all silver warriors.

The process of recording is a process of thinking.

For a magician, the importance is as important as actual combat experience, no distinction is made between high and low.

Seven minutes later, Di Aotian wounded the Silver Warrior, both sides stopped fighting, and the Silver Warrior surrendered.

Then, without any rest time, the second silver warrior rushed over with his shield and spear raised.

Wang Dahammer didn't show any weakness, he grabbed the Black Demon Sheep and charged straight at it.

The audience screamed with excitement when they saw this scene.

Su ye's gaze was like a cage, firmly locked on the silver warrior, not letting go of any of his slight movements.

Once something is discovered, it must be recorded in the magic book.

Three minutes later, the battle was over.

The third silver warrior walked up quickly.

Fourth, fifth, sixth...

Infinite gladiatorial fights are carried out at an unimaginably high frequency.

The wonderful battle is like an endless wave, one wave is not smooth and another wave rises again, the audience keeps shouting frantically, Di Aotian fights with Wang Dahammer, Suye and many gladiators keep thinking...

At noon, the fighting did not stop.

Many experienced spectators had already brought something to eat and would not leave.

But more spectators left in a hurry and came back in a hurry.

In the afternoon, Di Aotian and Wang Dachui were still fighting fiercely with the new Silver Warrior.

The audience's eyes left the battle site and fell on Suye.

Su ye filled the table with food, held a knife and fork, and ate as elegantly as in a restaurant.

Even the audience who often watched Su ye's wrestling felt a headache.

Why is this man so tough!

Compared with this magician, the gladiators of Sparta seem to be unable to make it to the stage.

After leaving the battle for four hours, the audience found that the movements of Di Aotian and Wang Dahammer were no longer as flexible as they were at the beginning, and finally there were wounds on their bodies that were difficult to heal quickly, and they began to bleed.

At the sixth hour, Di Aotian and Wang Dachui began to make obvious mistakes.

At the seventh hour, the two of them could no longer stand still.

For the eighth hour, the two supported each other.

The crown on the top of Di Aotian's head is slightly skewed, and radial gaps are opened on the red gemstone.

The shiny silver armor on Wang Dachui's body was cracked, and a piece of armor pierced into his calf, blackened by dust and blood.

The Black Demon Sheep was lying not far away, with only one horn remaining.

However, the two of them still stared at the new Silver Warrior on the opposite side.

The host shouted: "This is the ninety-seventh! The ninety-seventh silver warrior! The bravery, endurance and persistence of Wang Dahammer and Di Aotian are far beyond imagination. This may be the last battle between the two, let us Cheers of encouragement and respect to them!"

On the field, the cheers of the audience sounded.

Fifteen minutes later, the Silver Warrior fell down, and Di Aotian and Wang Dahui looked at each other at a distance of three meters, and walked towards each other staggeringly.

Step by step.

Suddenly, Di Aotian fell to the ground, and afterward, Wang Dahammer also fell to the ground.

The two slowly used their hands instead of their feet, and slowly crawled towards each other.

One after another the audience stood up.

The audience silently watched the two respectable fighters.

Finally, the two approached, slowly stretched out their hands, and held each other's hand.

The audience shouted wildly, and the sound tore through the sky.

The two smiled, slowly closed their eyes, and remained motionless.

Many viewers shed tears of emotion.

The ninety-eighth silver warrior hesitated for a moment, then walked towards Suye.

Su ye used summon servant again.

Di Aotian and Wang Dachui reappeared intact, while the bodies of the previous two disappeared.

Seeing the newly appeared Di Aotian and Wang Dahui, the audience was ecstatic.

"Wang Hammer!"

"The earth is proud of the sky!"

The two people who were revived on the spot started fighting again.

In the auditorium, many fighters watched the battle calmly, some of the silver fighters' gazes were always on Wang Dahammer and Di Aotian.

People from all major forces sat together and communicated in low voices.

"After the dispute match, the strength of the two of them has improved significantly."

"The miraculous servant is really extraordinary, and he can grow like us."

"They're growing so fast."

"Could it be related to the divine gift of the Goddess of Discord? Their movement speed doesn't seem to grow with experience, but rather to acquire additional abilities."

"Those fighters who suddenly get wind or speed talents are very similar to these two people."

"It looks like Su ye will be a popular candidate for the gladiator king."

"Komodes personally appeared and spoke, which has already shown how much he attaches importance to it."

"Porlux gave up this year's Gladiator King. It is said that it is because Menelaus participated. It is a courtesy of the demigod family."

"The second prince of the Kingdom of Mycenae, the younger brother of Agamemnon, and the warrior His Majesty Tyndareus is very optimistic about. This year's battle for the gladiator king is likely to be even more exciting."

"I just want to know when Su ye will personally participate in the battle."

"Who doesn't want to know?"