"Theoretically, of course, I can't agree to a request that is too much." Arman VII groaned as he touched his chin.

"Hehe, please rest assured, Your Majesty, the request under you is very simple." Lin Yue suddenly pointed at Prince Oates in the audience and said with a smile: "If I win, I want to be Prince Oates's martial arts teacher, I don't know if this request is too much?" ”

When Prince Oates heard this, he immediately screamed in his heart, but before he could speak, Arman VII, who was carrying him, had already spoken: "No problem, as long as you win, Marquis Tuhao, this child will be handed over to you for discipline in the future." ”

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Lin Yue saluted Arman VII, and then deliberately glanced in the direction of Prince Oates.

Prince Oates's face was so ugly, if Lin Yue really won, wouldn't he be tantamount to shooting himself in the leg with a stone?

"Brother Oates, don't worry, he hasn't won yet." Baroque patted Prince Ötzi on the shoulder and smiled.

"Right...... That's right, how could he win, it was a gladiator trained by his father himself, and for so many years, there were almost no people who could win. Thinking of this, Prince Oates seemed to calm down again.

Don't look at Arman VII's current obsession with women's desolation of politics, but in fact, when Arman VII was young, he was an iron-blooded emperor, and during his reign, the imperial martial arts were prevalent, and he himself preferred a bloody game called "gladiatorial competition".

The so-called "gladiatorial competition" is actually to select some strong guys from among the slaves to be trained, and then sent to a closed iron cage ring for a life-and-death duel.

There is only one rule in "gladiatorial competition", which is that until one of them dies and falls in the ring, the remaining one can win.

Under such cruel rules, the gladiators who participated in the "gladiatorial competition" and survived were all fierce and murderous people, and as the creator of the invention of this game, the gladiators trained by Arman VII himself were even more famous, all of them were living killing machines.

"Bell!"

As the gong sounded, Yat, the chief guard in charge of the referee, opened the iron cage, and at the same time, a strong man with a naked body slowly walked out.

The strong man's body was as strong as a brown bear, nearly two meters tall, he wore nothing on his body except for a pair of briefs on his lower body and a hood on his head, and his bulging chest muscles were covered with hair, and he looked no different from a beast, which was quite terrifying.

However, the most striking thing is that the strong man's hands and feet are covered with heavy shackles and shackles, and when he walks with the ground, there is a sonorous and sonorous sound, which makes people's ears sour.

"Bang!"

The strong man walked up to Arman VII and knelt down heavily, his hooded head pressed against the ground.

Arman VII drew the sword from his waist, pressed it on the shoulder of the strong man, and said with a smile: "Joseph, this is your last gladiatorial battle, as long as you win the marquis of the local tyrant, I can return your freedom and cancel your status as a slave." ”

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Joseph lowered his head and replied, no one saw that his eyes were already full of blood at this time, full of killing intent, what it meant to abolish the status of slave, he knew best, this battle was only a victory and not a defeat for him.

Compared with Joseph's determination, Lin Yue's attitude was much more relaxed, and he walked on the stage with a smile and stood with Joseph to accept the ritual before the gladiatorial fight.

Arman VII also pressed his sword on Lin Yue's shoulder, and said with a smile: "Brother Tuhao, Marquis, I am looking forward to your performance. ”

"Your Majesty will not be disappointed." Lin Yue said.

"Hmph." Joseph snorted coldly and said in a deep voice: "I'm afraid that you won't have this chance to disappoint Your Majesty, because at the beginning of the gladiatorial fight, I will go all out, and you won't have a chance to stand up again." ”

"Really?" Lin Yue blinked, obviously not taking the other party's provocation seriously.

The two stood together, the bear-like strong Joseph was half a position taller than the slender Lin Yue, and the ministers and nobles below began to bet from now on, and the objects of the bets were all biased towards Joseph.

Joseph was a slave gladiator trained by Arman VII and survived dozens of gladiatorial fights, and was called the king of gladiatorial fights.

On the contrary, although Lin Yue is an adventurer, according to the rules of gladiatorial fighting, once he hangs in the ring, Lin Yue will lose, so the adventurer's only advantage, the immortal body, is meaningless in this gladiatorial fight.

"Can you still place a bet?" Lin Yue also noticed the gambling game below at this time, and couldn't help but ask.

"Well, it's an aftershow, the Marquis of the local tyrant brother won't mind, right?" Arman VII laughed.

"Of course not." Lin Yue shook his head, pointed to himself and asked, "Can I bet on myself?" ”

"Yes." Arman VII nodded.

Hearing this, Lin Yue immediately beckoned to Daphne.

"Why?" Daphne was originally a little dissatisfied with Lin Yue's wasting time here, and her tone seemed to be a little angry when she walked over.

"Listen to me, wait a minute......" Lin Yue whispered as he leaned his head into Daphne's ear.

After hearing this, Daphne showed a puzzled expression, and Lin Yue smiled and said, "Remember, you have to see the right time for a while, by the way, I'll give you the money first." ”

With a flash of blue light, Lin Yue took out a heavy money bag and handed it to Daphne.

"Why would I do such an inexplicable thing?" Daphne helped her forehead, but she still did as Lin Yue told her and took the money bag.

"Bell!"

The gong sounded for the second time, and Lin Yue and Joseph, who had untied the shackles, each walked into the iron cage to get into the ring, and the bloody game was about to begin.

"Little ghost, I won't show mercy just because you are a nobleman, there is only one person who survives to the end of this game, and that is Uncle Ben!"

After saying this, Joseph rushed towards Lin Yue like a wild bull, and when he rushed in front of Lin Yue, he didn't even put on a defensive posture and directly punched Lin Yue with a force.

According to the rules of gladiatorial competition, the use of weapons is not allowed in gladiatorial combat, so Lin Yue can only choose to hide the weapon (just hidden, but it is still in the state of equipment, and the character attributes will not be reduced), so that at first it seems that he is in a defensive state without the power to fight back.

I saw that Joseph punched Lin Yue in the head, chest, abdomen and other vital points like he had taken a stimulant, and each punch used full strength as if the other party was the enemy who killed his whole family.

On the other hand, although Lin Yue's side relied on his super high dodge value and was not hit by the opponent, he was always in a defensive state of constantly retreating, and there was no chance to attack at all.

Everyone was a little surprised by this result, and of course, the surprise was because Lin Yue was not "killed in seconds", of course, because Joseph was originally the strongest gladiator under Arman VII, and if it was an ordinary person fighting him in the ring, of course there was no chance of winning.

There were many ministers who became more and more energetic and began to shout from below, especially Prince Oates, who shouted the loudest: "Hit him on the head, hit him on the head, hit him on the head......"

"Ho, ho, ho, ......" The sound of Joseph's punch kept ringing in the ring, and the minutes were passing by.

"Bell!"

The gong sounded again, indicating that the first game was over.