40,000 Years of Cultivation

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The collision of iron fists and sharp claws, mixed with fierce cheers, reverberated in the clearing deep in the jungle, but a group of gladiators gathered in a circle, enjoying the fight of two strong men.

The man on the left is the leader of the brawny man with horns.

It was Li Yao who was calmly parrying on the right.

"Moo!"

The leader of the strong man with horns roared, and his arm suddenly became twice as thick as the original. Circles of blood vessels were wrapped around it, like the thread of a nail. This punch was mixed with the force of a tricky spiral, even if Li Yao crossed his arms to block, and was shocked to open the door, but the blood vessel on the opponent's arm was twisted in the opposite direction instantly, as if the tightened cowhide tendons were suddenly loosened, and a new force was blasted out again. Li Yao pressed his chest hard.

Li Yao went backwards seven or eight steps, hit a big tree hard, hit the leaves swaying, waved his hand again and again, smiled and said: "Don’t fight, Brother Mo’s'snake power' has become 70% hot, I Not an opponent."

Li Yao limited his power and speed to 7%, and he could not use the power of golden core and psychic energy. With a strength of 7%, he was indeed not an opponent of the horned and brawny leader.

This is the seventh day after Li Yao came to Skull Island.

After passing the first fight, even if they had become official gladiators from new blood, they did not rush to arrange the second fight, but were imprisoned in the depths of Skull Island to receive further training.

Said it was a detention, but in Li Yao's view, this is indeed an out-and-out training camp.

Every day, they can take potent potions with strong medicinal effects and a lot of natural treasures.

Li Yao didn't know the level of enhanced medicine in the Blood Demon Realm. Anyway, according to the standards of the Tianyuan Realm, all of them were unquestionable gems, and even the elite college students in the "Ninth University" might not be qualified to take it.

In addition, the flesh and blood of various psychic beasts is also in unlimited supply. Even Li Yao swallowed seven whales and dolphins in one breath. The guards did not frown, but gave him more. More food.

In addition, the information spheres they received were also fully upgraded, and many intermediate and high-level demon generals and even demon kings had battle experience.

Ordinary gladiators may not be able to understand that kind of electric light flint, mysterious and mysterious battle scenes, but for Li Yao, with these combat experience, it is simply a fish in water!

In this special training camp, all gladiators are mixed together. In addition to their new blood, there are countless old fritters who have participated in several battles, and many have won five games in a row and restored their free status. The iron-blooded Titans who still remain on Skull Island as instructors.

Under this circumstance, all gladiators will naturally connect with each other and become familiar with each other. The horned and brawny leader, and Li Yao, the strong man who killed a behemoth with a javelin at the last critical moment, faintly Become a central figure in the new blood.

Li Yao knew that the horned and brawny leader was called "Mo Tiesheng". He originally lived in Yunmiaoze with his tribe. Yunmiaoze, like the Hundred Desolate Mountains, is a well-known poor mountain and bad water in the blood demon world. There are many monsters, and they have been hunting monsters for a living. Only under the cruel competition of generations of weak and strong, they have cultivated such a strong physique.

The battle between the Allied Demons and the Blade of Chaos also affected their villages. Under the raging war, they had to leave their homes, and as a result they encountered the slave-catching team of Chaos City.

No matter how powerful the talents of the Red Blood Bronze Bull and Fire Qilin are, they cannot withstand the sweeping firepower of the acid cannon and the piercing gun. Many people who dared to resist were all killed, but they were left with hallucinogenic potions. Ma Fan, by the time he regained consciousness, he was already bound and unable to move.

Therefore, Mo Tiesheng hated these aristocrats.

The situation of the other gladiators is also the same. Most of them originally lived in the frontiers with poor mountains and rivers and many monsters. However, because of the war, they suffered innocent disasters, and finally fell here. From an ignorant wilderness hunter, they were Carefully modulated into a powerful killing weapon.

"The mode of operation of Skull Island is really wrong!"

Li Yao thoughtfully.

The chaotic blood demon clan is by no means synonymous with the weak, in fact, their potential is stronger than many black blood and copper blood demon clan.

In the past, the chaotic blood demon races that were discriminated against were mostly scattered around the corners of the blood demon world.

However, through this method of buying and selling slaves, chaotic blood monster races full of anger and hatred of the nobles were gathered in Wuchao City, and the most unruly of them were sent to Skull Island to accept such secrets. , Harsh and effective training.

Naturally, it can be explained that only through such a modulation, the gladiators can play wonderful matches, and even become the sharpest minions of the nobles.

But, these minions, won't they actually tear the throats of the nobles?

If nothing else, just put all the gladiators freely and loosely together, but not closely monitored? Wouldn’t it be convenient for gladiators to connect together?

The fact is indeed the case.

In just a few days, Mo Tiesheng has established a huge prestige among the gladiators, faintly becoming the big brother of everyone, and Li Yao and other gladiators have also established a certain position with their tyrannical strength. There are many gladiators. They all obeyed their words.

In the quiet chat in the middle of the night, they didn’t know who started their heads. They began to talk about the reason and the process of being caught on Skull Island. They heard that everyone’s experiences were so similar. A flame of pity for the same disease and hatred of the same enemy was in their eyes. Flowing secretly.

If they used to be loose sand, now they have built the most basic organization.

If these gladiators rise up to resist, strong men like Mo Tiesheng and Li Yao will become natural leaders!

"Here, it's a natural rebel training camp!"

While he was pondering, there was a breath of sturdy air from his nose, and Mo Tiesheng sat down beside him, watching the gladiators practicing hard in the distance.

"If you win four more matches, you can go home." Mo Tiesheng said slowly.

Although brave and brave in the arena, in private, Mo Tiesheng's character is quite simple and honest. His biggest goal is to lead his people back to their homeland to live the past, although poor, but very peaceful life. .

Li Yao didn't answer. Behind the two of them, there was a roar of laughter like a crow, and an old man covered with gray feathers, wrinkled skin and red eyes, approached him.

The old man's name was Ba Mingsong. He was also a gladiator, but he broke his wings in a fight. Although he survived by chance, he was unable to fight anymore.

In the training camp, he served as a servant and a masseuse, and occasionally answered some questions from the new gladiators. He was an inconspicuous little role.

At this moment, Ba Mingsong's eyes released a mysterious light, hehe sneered, and stretched out his long neck: "I really thought, if it's that easy, I will let you go home, don't dream!"

Mo Tiesheng's bull's eyes glared: "Could it be that Skull Island Master speaks?"

Ba Mingsong sneered and said: "The Skull Island Lord naturally counts, but you have to see clearly, it is not that you can get freedom by winning five games, but you can regain freedom by'win five games in a row'! The difference between the word and the difference is the difference. But it's too big!"

"Mad Cow, Bloodclaw, you two are among the best in the new blood of gladiators that have been sent in the past few years. They are simply cash cows in the arena. Where is it so easy that you will leave?"

After entering Skull Island, the name lost its meaning. According to the characteristics of these gladiators, they took a very vulgar code name. Mo Tiesheng was called "Mad Cow" and Li Yao was "Blood Claw".

Ba Mingsong blinked and said in a low voice: "Tell you, there is a way to keep you behind. For example, after you have won four games in a row, the fifth game will arrange a fierce and impossible enemy for you. , As long as you fail one, you have to start over!"

"Or, let you take some potions that are extremely potent, but need to be taken continuously to stimulate greater effects. Naturally, they are free to use at the beginning, but when you taste the taste of power, you will be charged later! No money? Easy to do, ask Skull Island to borrow! As long as you borrow the first amount of money, you will never stand up. Even if you really win five games in a row, you will continue to stay on Skull Island after you restore your freedom, or for other nobles. Effective!"

Mo Tiesheng coldly snorted: "According to you, we are on Skull Island, and we will never have a bright future?"

"The day in the early days? Hey, hey hey!"

Ba Mingsong laughed a few times and said, "Even if you really regain your freedom and return to your hometown, will there be a day in your life? In the blood demon world, the silver-blood demon tribe and the bronze-blood demon tribe will always be superior. God, and our black blood and messy blood are the cheapest dirt and ants. What's the difference whether it's on Skull Island or elsewhere?"

"Right now, there is a large-scale conscription outside. It is a death to be a gladiator on Skull Island, and it is a death to be sent to the Tianyuan Realm as cannon fodder. What day do you want?"

Mo Tiesheng was speechless for a while, unable to speak.

However, Li Yao moved in his heart and looked at Ba Mingsong secretly, only to realize that the demon's expression was awkward and his eyes were secretive. Obviously, it was not as simple as a servant.

Sure enough, Ba Mingsong's head turned flexibly, seeing no one around, and whispered: "Unless, under the guidance of the Great Chaos God, we can overthrow the rule of the Silver-Blood Demon Race and the Bronze-Blood Demon Race, and restore our black blood and chaotic blood. The status of the demon race, that is the day when we truly stand out!"

In Mo Tiesheng's bull's eyes, a flash of light flashed, grabbing Ba Mingsong's wings: "Are you the Blade of Chaos?"

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The four more are in place again. If possible, brothers, please support the genuine one, thank you, old cow!