Chapter 1127: Bloody Gladiator One

The arena is located in the northwest of the entire city. It occupies a very large area. In an era like the Colosseum, these bigwigs were on the top floor.
Ma Ying smiled and said: "This time the gladiatorial meeting is completely open. In addition to our own gladiators, everyone can also send people off the field."
Zhao Yiming said with a smile: "Everyone is a big family, I'm just a few people, it depends on your methods."
Everyone compliments each other here, and a fat guy is already on the arena, presided over loudly.
The fat man laughed and said: "Welcome to this gladiatorial meeting. This time it is to celebrate the city of Thor and the Dream Blood Sea Gang organized specially. I hope everyone can have fun.
Today's appetizer also kicked off our conference. These two beautiful female gladiators, they are Xu Haifang from the city of roses, facing the devil's flower Song Yulan. "
There was a burst of cheers from below. Zhao Yiming flipped through the picture album in his hand, and quickly saw the messages of the two women. Both of these women came from the defeated family, and they were not weak in their cultivation.
And these two women are very beautiful, only this kind of fighting between beautiful women, this kind of destruction of beauty, can also arouse the most primitive desire in people's hearts.
The two women quickly entered the ring. They wore very little on their bodies. They only covered the secret place. Although their eyes looked cruel, they were very hollow inside.
Zhao Yiming sighed softly and said, "It should be a pity that the two daughters, who should have looked like flowers and jade, are fighting battles to attract everyone's attention."
Gai Zhewei smiled and said: "This is also no way. Both of their families are in trouble, but they need a lot of money to rejuvenate the family, so they can only come out and do this kind of thing.
At least eating with fists, even though it's bloody, but can keep one's dignity, those who donate their bodies for the sake of the family are even more miserable. "
There was a guy with the Mediterranean Sea on his head and said with a smile: "This is their fate. Who makes the family unworthy? Sometimes being a daughter in a family like this is better than being a pariah since childhood."
Zhao Yiming glanced at this guy. This guy came from a big city and was also a relatively famous master slave owner. His name was Qiu Zhiqiu, and he was definitely not a good bird.
A smiley guy next to him said: "You die bald, just have fun there! If it weren't for you slave owners, how could many families decline? It's not because you have taken a fancy to one of the other families. People, just find ways to deal with them."
This guy is a famous big pimp, and also the lord of another big city, his name is Guan Lin, and that guy is also a beggar.
Qiu Zhiqiu smiled and said, "If it weren't for someone like you to pimp, I wouldn't be able to sell it even if I had a good slave."
Just as these two guys sang and made a peace, the two women below had already formed a group. These two women were both the cultivation base of the holy realm, and both were the techniques of Eucharist.
Xu Haifang's weapon was a long sword, and Song Yulan used a pair of Emei thorns. Both of them took the route of close hand-to-hand combat, and soon left a lot of scars on their bodies.
However, these two women didn't care at all, and they did everything they could do. Women really knew women better, and they attacked those hidden areas.
Zhao Yiming shook his head secretly when he saw it, especially the shouting audience below. These people kept shouting to be more bloody, as if the people on the field were not his own kind, but two beasts.
Xu Haifang had left several scars on his body, slowly appearing lack of physical strength, and the long sword in his hand couldn't help but slow down. The opponent seized the opportunity and pierced his wrist with Emei.
After the long sword fell, Song Yulan's Emei thorn continued to press down, nailing the opponent's wrist to the ground, and the other Emei thorn quickly pierced the other's wrist.
Xu Haifang's two hands were nailed to the ground, where she kept struggling, and her opponent kicked her waist, shattering the whole waist, and then tore off the fig leaf from her.
Picking up the long sword she had just dropped on the ground, it was a messy stabbing at the shame, where she kept screaming, her voice getting weaker and weaker, and she would lose her breath.
Zou Xiaoyun said with a cold face: "That woman is too much, just kill her opponent directly, why bother to torture her so cruelly."
Qiu Zhiqiu said with a smile at this time: "Madam knows something. Only such cruel methods can arouse the desire in everyone's hearts and naturally get more rewards."
Sure enough, as he said, many people shouted loudly there, very satisfied with Song Yulan's performance, and kept saving money for him, and soon reached hundreds of thousands of taels.
Zhao Yiming shook his head secretly. Unexpectedly, in the crowd below, there was a guy who looked very rich and yelled: "You are not cruel enough now. Next time, you will cut her and then break your belly. Open, kill her like this!"
Song Yulan's face turned pale, she was unwilling to torture and kill her opponent, but she could only think about her prodigal father and the huge gambling debts.
She slowly nodded her head and said, "Thank you for your advice. I will do what the adult said that time."
The guy laughed and said, "I like an obedient woman like you. Don't be a gladiator here. I will accept you as a personal concubine. I will cover all the difficulties in your family."
Song Yulan's face became very dull, but she still nodded. From a killing machine to a canary, there is actually nothing wrong with it.
Guan Lin smiled at this time and said: "This woman is a little bit overwhelmed. I don't have to have such days in the future. I hope that old guy is not abnormal."
Zhao Yiming nodded, this is the real life, life is full of helplessness, and they have no choice at all.
Sitting in the corner of the private room was a rich guy. This guy said with a smile: "Money is really a good thing, it can make many people give up their dignity.
So I feel that as long as I can hold money in my hands, it doesn’t matter what method I use. I will not let go of everything that can be turned into money. "
Zhao Yiming looked at each other with a smile on his face, and said with a smile, "What you said makes sense, I haven't asked for advice yet..."