This lord is very scientific.

As a sub-dragon dragon, the Queen of Pink Street was originally just a humble mercenary.

Who knew that by chance, she became the queen of Pink Street in a certain city.

When the Great Wasteland City was opened, she came here as soon as possible and set up a place similar to Pink Street, specializing in foot washing and massage, and abandoned the previous flesh trade.

Now she lives a very comfortable life, but everyone still calls her the Queen of Pink Street, because they are used to it.

However, one of the reasons why she became the Queen of Pink Street was just because she joined the Scarlet Great Wasteland.

Because the sub-dragon blood in her body came from a land dragon, and the source of the blood of that land dragon turned out to be a land dragon born from the grandfather of a maid under the command of the Five-Colored Dragon Mother when she was a princess and her lover outside!

Therefore, the Queen of Pink Street happened to know some ancient secrets.

For example, the Five-Colored Dragon Mother achieved the royal physique of the dragon race, the black and white body, at level 15. She not only has the physique of a black dragon, but also has the magic of a white dragon.

This is nothing.

When the Five-Colored Dragon Mother reached the 18th epic level, she directly became a five-color dragon body of black, white, red, green and blue. This is unprecedented in the history of the dragon clan. Magic of the same level and below is completely ineffective against her, and she is invulnerable to all kinds of magic.

The Five-Colored Dragon Mother's physical body is so strong that she was able to capture the Emperor Wumian alive.

What is even more shocking is that after becoming a legend, the Five-Colored Dragon Mother created a meditation method, which was inspired by her five-color dragon body and called it the "Five-Colored Furnace Meditation Method".

This meditation method is used to temper the body and allow the body to grow in the process.

Back then, the Five-Colored Dragon Mother also let her relatives, including the maids, try it, but unfortunately no one succeeded.

But the Queen of Pink Street knew that the breath and light in the eyes of that Sparta just now were the signs of the successful use of the Five-Colored Furnace Meditation Method.

This Sparta knows the exclusive meditation method of the Five-Colored Dragon Mother!

The Queen of Pink Street was shocked.

This meditation method had long been extinct back then, and only those who passed down the secret from generation to generation knew these things.

Now, there are only a few people who can teach others the Five Color Furnace Meditation Method privately. If you think about it more carefully...

The Queen of Pink Street's eyes condensed.

That being is bored, so he came to fight in his own arena...

Thinking of this, the Queen of Pink Street forced herself to suppress her excitement, emotion, impulse, etc., and patted the male servant behind her and the two bodyguards beside her: "You sit farther away."

Then she tried her best to show a gentle and elegant appearance, with three parts of shyness, three parts of reserve and four parts of excitement on her face, looking at Sparta who had just finished the battle below.

If he looks over later, I must not embarrass myself!

The Queen of Pink Street thought carefully in her heart, but the more she thought, the more confused she became. She just felt that she shouldn't wear this outfit today, shouldn't bring bodyguards, shouldn't wear heavy makeup... There are too many things she shouldn't do!

Such a majestic person must not like people from Pink Street, right?

But what if it is a person with a pure heart?

But... am I pure in heart?

The Queen of Pink Street was getting more and more confused, her face getting redder and redder, and finally she couldn't help biting her lower lip: "嘤~"

Bodyguard: "?"

Male servant: "?"

Thatcher: "?"

...

After the game, the Queen of Pink Street restrained the thought of going forward to snatch the man from Thatcher.

She knew that the man could not be snatched away. It was impossible for him to become her subordinate.

She might not even be qualified to be his subordinate.

Thatcher didn't know, so she had this idea, but she didn't.

Of course, the game still had to be watched.

As expected, the adult came here and didn't rest for a moment, but continued to fight.

So, they were able to continue watching.

Whether it was the elephant man or the enchantress, whether it was the conifer tribe or the frost wolf, or the human.

All were defeated by the hands of "Sparta".

Between the push and pull, it seemed that a new law was flowing.

Every day, new audiences discovered Sparta and went to watch Sparta's fights.

Unfortunately, Sparta would leave after the end of each day, and no one had ever found him.

A few days later, Sparta welcomed the tenth gladiatorial match.

If the tenth match is also won, it will be ten consecutive victories!

Ten consecutive victories, that is the basis of a hundred consecutive victories!

A hundred consecutive victories, that is the symbol of a gladiator master!

After ten consecutive victories, the arena will also issue a junior gladiator badge. In addition to the badge, there are even coin rewards.

That's not all.

By then, countless advertisers may come to the Great Wilderness City and even the entire Naseng.

In addition to advertisers, there may also be noble ladies and even noble masters themselves.

So, this battle is crucial!

This is the first step towards the master's road!

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"Audience, I am [host] Thomas. Today we have two gladiator warriors with nine consecutive victories on the field again! They will compete for new junior gladiators here!"

The host's voice was passionate, and the field also responded with cheers.

"Sparta! Sparta! Sparta!"

"Athena! Athena! Athena!"

In the field, the audience's voices were higher and higher.

Unlike the first game, the audience seats were packed in this battle from nine consecutive wins to ten consecutive wins.

Men and women, people and animals were in the audience, roaring and trying their best to vent their enthusiasm.

Others were waving their betting tickets and shouting wildly about the candidates they bet on.

Crazy voices resounded throughout the arena.

Amidst the cheers, two gladiators entered the arena.

One side was Sparta, who had been very popular recently.

Sparta was wearing loose and comfortable silk clothes, standing quietly with his eyes closed, which was completely different from the muscular gladiators with eight-pack abs.

On the other side was a female cat from Yamaket.

Yamaket was a jungle in the Holy Life Alliance, with many tribes, including several mixed tribes, inhabited by people ranging from upper-level tiger people to slave-life ant servants, and generally all were cats.

And cat people were one of the most powerful races in the Yamaket jungle, known for their flexibility and the toxins applied to their cat claws.

Judging from the previous battles of Sparta, the open and closed power bombardment was too cumbersome and might be restrained.

This kind of flexible and light gladiator may be able to restrain him.

The same is true for this female cat person. Pure strength cannot cause her any harm unless it is strong enough.

"Are you the human Sparta? You are such a weak bamboo pole..." The cat woman has a frivolous figure and walks like a coquettish bitch. The two lumps of fur on the cat's chest tremble.

"Sparta"'s eyes also trembled twice, then he came back to his senses and smiled: "Catwoman Athena? You look like a more promiscuous woman, right?"