Four days later, in the large indoor gladiatorial arena of the Holy Land Mary Joa, the biennial Holy Land War Slave Tournament was held, Zhao Xinglong did not carry out the previous plan of Ifie Moron himself, but sent Taylor to fight alone, and did not send Adams and Tobek, but let them recuperate, not that Zhao Xinglong had any Virgin Heart, but they still have value, and they can be used as Zeta-Effimolong's bodyguard in the future, after all, Zeta Taylor has more time to cultivate, which is the result of Zhao Xinglong's thinking that day, In this world, strength is the real guarantee of freedom!

It's just that Zhao Xinglong didn't expect that he did this as Effimolong to make Adams and Tobek extremely surprised and moved, which made Zhao Xinglong a little stunned, it seems that bad things have been done a lot, and doing some good things is amazing, or good people are difficult!

A total of thirty Draco participated in this competition, and the number of participants was exactly sixty-four, which was a little less than in previous editions, and it was also due to the emergence of slaves who had not been particularly prominent in recent years.

According to the total number of people, the competition is divided into upper and lower half areas, elimination format, the competition is divided into six days, the first day sixty-four into thirty-two, the second day thirty-two into sixteen, the third day sixteen into eight, the fourth day eight into four, the fifth day four into two, and determine five to eight, the sixth day three and four place matches and the championship and runner-up final.

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In the first two days, Zeta Taylor did not encounter any threatening opponents, did not use fruit abilities, and easily advanced to the sixteenth round without using the marksmanship of the Snake Seven Detectives, which surprised a group of Draco who were ready to laugh at Efimolong, especially Charros and Ilpheus, two Draco who had not dealt with Efmoron.

In the next game, Zeta Taylor will face one of the war slaves of Upper Charross, Stewart, and the old butler Field introduces this war slave to Zeta Ephimoron:

"Lord Iffe Moron, this war slave named Stewart, according to the old slave's understanding, is a newcomer who has been active in the War Slave Arena for nearly a year, and is said to be a fruit ability, but the fruit ability is unknown, and his fruit ability has not been shown in this year, and he is an extremely difficult opponent."

Getting some useful information from the butler Field, Zhao Xinglong thought about tomorrow's game and battle, and according to the original expectations of Efimolong himself, it had actually been achieved. Thirty Draco, Zeta Taylor has entered the top sixteen, is in the middle of the table, has already completed the task, this achievement is already a huge improvement for a perennial competition crane tail Draco, will not be ridiculed by other Draco, but Charros and Ilpheus The two goods are not guaranteed, especially if this game is lost, Charros that goods will not miss the opportunity to mock Effelon Long, now Charros is still just a runny little brat, not yet to Zhao Xinglong's impression of the middle and late stageWhen "marrying a wife and flower dementia", Zhao Xinglong did not have so many calculations in this game, but the momentum of the family ancestor Zhao Zilong could not be lost, this was not negotiable.

Zhao Xinglong thought of the ancestor Zhao Zilong during the Three Kingdoms period, even if the ancestor retreated, he retreated so calmly. That's really a fairy in the silver armor soap coat painting, a young man with a white horse spear! Zhao Xinglong was fascinated...

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On the third day of the competition, under the control of Zhao Xinglong, Taylor, the reborn body, and Effimolong, the body of the soul, came to the gladiatorial arena earlier, and Taylor was introverted and solemn, sitting in the rest area and closing his eyes; Ephemolon came to the audience accompanied by Field and a group of attendants and guards, sitting in his seat like an old god.

In the rest area, a man with broken blonde hair, tall, firm muscles, not thick, and scars on his face stared at Taylor, his eyes full of fierceness, and he muttered softly:

"Hee hee! Such a little guy with fine skin and tender meat is really hungry to look at! But as long as you kill him, Charros's bastard will find Lao Tzu ten teenagers with fine skin and tender meat, ah, that taste..., Gee, what a nostalgia! Saying

that, he also licked his upper and lower lips with his tongue, and his eyes showed the anticipation of blood devouring and killing.

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Ten minutes later, it was Zeta-Taylor's turn to fight each other, and I wasn't sure if this one would use the fruit ability, so today Taylor was not dressed in armor, but just carried this long gun and calmly went on the field, walked to the gladiatorial arena, threw the big gun to the ground, and closed his eyes again.

At the end of the gladiatorial arena, the blond strong man with a standard knife walked in, walking in steps that the six relatives did not recognize, and Zeta Effimolong, who was watching the game on the sidelines, was a little stunned, if it were not for the problem of appearance and dress, Zhao Xinglong still thought that the goods were the future famous king Qiwu Sea, the "Joker" of the underground world, Tenyasha Don Quixote Doflamingo, but the perverted bravado has eighty percent god-like!

For a moment, Zhao Xinglong smiled in his heart, and Zeta-Efemoron looked as usual.

"Hey, little guy, to be honest, I really can't bear to go under the knife for a little guy with fine skin and tender flesh like you, hee hee!"

Taylor's opponent Stewart laughed and teased him, but Taylor was unmoved, Zhao Xinglong was also a "character" who had experienced countless big scenes in his previous life, this small provocation was of no use to him, and he still closed his eyes calmly.

"The two sides of the match are Tyler~, the war slave of Saint Ifelon Saint~, and Stuart~, the war slave of Saint Charros~!"

The referee pointed to the two and introduced them to the audience.

"The rules of the game are no rules, weapons, Devil Fruit abilities, and firearms can be used!"

"Now, the game begins~!"

With the referee's order, the game began, but Zeta Taylor did not move, or even open his eyes, as if asleep, and Stewart on the other side did not rush to attack, but walked around and took six unrecognized steps towards Taylor, three meters two tall Stewart looked at two meters three Taylor, contemptuous downlook, disdainful eyes, but Taylor did not look at him at all, which made Stewart a little annoyed, took a knife and slashed down....

"Dang", I don't know when Taylor's spear caught Stewart's slashed knife, and brought the knife aside, coiled snake, at this time Taylor's eyes slowly opened, a ray of terrifying essence flashed, the spear in his hand hovered overhead, coiled snake circle, blocked the slash that came again.

The gun head that rushed down was sent forward, a shot was provoked, the seven detectives picked, Stewart did not take this pick hard, but flashed in the wrong step, Zeta Taylor did not wait for the old pick, changed the sweep of the seven detectives, a shot swept towards Stewart, Stewart just avoided that pick, the wrong step was not yet stable, he saw this shot sweeping, could not dodge, so he raised his hand to block it with a knife.

It's just that Stewart didn't expect that looking at the thin Taylor's sweep had such power, Stewart was swept out with a knife, hit the fence stone wall more than ten meters high on the sidelines, and rebounded and smashed into the ground stone slab, and the stone wall was actually knocked out of a small pit of forty or fifty centimeters, and stirred up a field of dust.

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