Chapter 45

When MOA rushed out of the gate, it was the rolling Viscount lac on the ground who caught his eye. Then he looked at the beautiful purple haired woman with cold face. He didn't understand the beginning and end of the matter. He greeted the women of the lac family mercilessly and smiled at the young man in white: "ha ha ha, sir, please come inside. I've prepared what you need."

Liu Feng smiled and arched his hand: "you must be the president of MOA? Ha ha, it's really troublesome."

MOA quickly waved his hands and said that he did not dare. He did not look at the sad howling of his old acquaintances on the ground, and carefully bent down to lead the way

Liu Feng waved his hand and led a group of people into the dark gate. When entering the gate, his lips wriggled slightly, and a sound was bound by internal Qi and transmitted to Nikolay Snow's ears

"It's a good leg, huh. I like it."

Nikolay Xue was stunned. He really couldn't believe his ears. The devil praised himself? My heart suddenly raised an inexplicable comfortable feeling. My slender and beautiful eyelashes blinked gently, but there was no trace on my face. Instead, I snorted disdainfully

Liu Feng didn't care. He smiled at MOA in front of him and said, "President MOA, please find a place for me alone later, otherwise these noble people behind me can't stand it."

Moya wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and said with a smile, "of course, sir, do I dare to let you perform in the grand arena? Moreover, Archduke Aote has already said hello."

The twelve people behind him breathed heavily and finally let go of their depression. Although they have promised to come here for training, their identities are really different. When training, they will be tied up because of their mood, causing some unnecessary harm

Liu Feng himself is not a fool. Although he said that in the city hall, it was just a blow to their superior arrogance. It would be unrealistic if they were to compete with slaves in public. After all, this is not an equal earth. Slaves are inevitable in the evolution of world civilization, and Liu Feng does not have that lofty ambition, What to do, an epoch-making hero to save slaves

Lan Ying smiled and complimented, "instructor, you'd better think of us. It's not so inhumane."

The people who received the benefits also nodded in agreement, and even the proud Nikolay snow nodded gently

Liu Feng rolled his eyes: "who cares for you? I'm just worried that the venue of the president of MOA will be smashed by your angry parents."

The crowd laughed twice and quickly shut up

The front MOA's footsteps trembled and scolded bitterly: "shit, it's your bastard's attention... It's fucking rotten."

However, he did not dare to reveal the words in his heart. Seeing that the group of arrogant young people behind him were trained like sheep by the black haired man, he must be very strong. After mixing in the death arena for so long, his eyesight is very poisonous. Don't look at the lazy look of the leading young man, but once it erupts, the strength will be shocking

Turning a few corners again, a spacious and bright small arena appeared in front of us

Liu Feng looked around for a week and nodded with satisfaction. This kind of arena is somewhat the same as that of ancient Rome on earth. There are layers of upward seats around it. In the middle, there is a wide venue

Liu Feng and others are located four or five feet high, just able to overlook the whole audience

With a slight nod, Liu Feng supported the guardrail and jumped down directly. He landed in the field like a fallen leaf. He waved to them to come down

Liu Feng's natural and unrestrained posture was admired by many men

Looking at the people who jumped down like divers, Liu Feng shook his head silently. Only Lan Ying slowly shook down with feather falling technique. Even MOA showed a little fighting spirit and jumped down directly

Liu Feng's eyes were fixed on the four thick iron doors in the field. There was a trace of blood and violence

"President MOA, call people out. Remember, as long as you are above level five, the higher the better."

MOA nodded quickly and said with a smile, "don't worry, sir. You're satisfied." after saying that, he patted his hands gently. An iron door opened. The dark tunnel didn't see the bottom

"Crash, crash." the sound of the collision of iron chains came out slowly from the tunnel

The huge smell of blood became stronger and stronger. The twelve people looked at each other with some fear, and they all saw a touch of fear

Liu Feng's eyes narrowed slightly and nodded imperceptibly

With the collision of the chain sound getting stronger and stronger, several strong figures slowly walked out of the deep darkness

The six big men appeared in front of them, with huge scars on their naked upper bodies, showing what a terrible battle they had experienced

With the appearance of the six people, the smell of blood and violence soared in the field. Nikolay, Xue and others looked pale and couldn't help but step back. Even MOA, often influenced by this smell, also stepped back. Only Liu Feng's thin body was as stable as Mount Tai in front of the huge smell of blood and violence

Nodded, Liu Feng said with satisfaction: "yes, two seven steps and four six steps."

Hearing Liu Feng's remark about his strength, the six men were slightly surprised and locked their eyes on the seemingly ordinary young man

The hoarse voice came from the strong man in the middle: "you... Are very strong."

Walking on the edge of death for many years, he smelled danger on the young man in front of him, which his former opponents had never given

"My Lord, his name is Burt. He is the trump card in our field. He is a seven rank fighter. He has played 323 times, with 313 wins, 5 defeats and 5 draws."

Liu Feng was a little surprised, but he was not surprised by the number of games he had won, but because he was surprised that he had survived five failures... There was no failure in the death arena, because the loser only died on the arena, and there was only one person standing on the arena

It seemed that he was aware of Liu Feng's doubts. MOA explained: "in those five competitions, he broke each other's legs before he lost. However, according to some special regulations of the arena, he was sentenced to lose in those games. Therefore, he lost."

Liu Feng nodded clearly, smiled and said, "President of MOA, will they give it to me later? Whatever I do?"

MOA smiled and nodded. "Archduke Ott has told me that these slaves will be yours. Whatever you do."

Liu Feng nodded slightly and took a step. A light sentence reminded the six people of the already cooled boiling in their hearts

"Do you want to be free? Do you want to get rid of the status of slave?" looking at the six people's flushed faces because of excitement, the corners of their mouths slightly hooked, pointing to the twelve people behind them, smiled and said: "as long as you teach them what is life and death battle, I will give you freedom. How about it?"

Looking along his fingers, the six people nodded heavily. Suddenly, he opened his mouth, and the violent breath vomited out: "can you really keep your word?"

"I don't like to lie. You can only trust me if you want to be free." Liu Feng shrugged, turned around and shouted coldly to the 12 people who were a little timid: "it's still time for you to quit now, otherwise it'll be late if you want to quit after suffering."

"That's it again," they complained fiercely at the bottom of their hearts, straightened their chest and took a step forward

"Since you all chose to stay... Then... The training begins."