Chapter 318

The high priest's stiff face eased slightly. He looked at Su ye, who was regarded as his homework, and thought deeply.

The two teams quickly approached and charged at the same time.

The whole audience suddenly quieted down. In most people's imagination, the two sides must rush together, hit each other with shields and waved spears.

But an incredible scene happened to everyone.

When the two sides approached, Wang dahammer and the black magic sheep suddenly soared into the air. The two front hoofs of the black magic sheep trampled heavily on the shield of the bronze soldier in front. At the same time, Wang dahammer's golden hammer knocked on the helmet of the unlucky bronze soldier.

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Even if Wang sledgehammer left his hand and didn't attack with all his strength, the bronze soldier rolled his eyes and fainted.

While Wang Dashui solved the bronze soldier, di Aotian rolled through the crotch of another bronze soldier. Before the bronze soldier reacted, the bone rod was suddenly picked up and hit between the two legs of the bronze soldier.

"Oh..."

The bronze warrior roared like a beast, dropped his weapon, covered his crotch and rolled around on the ground.

Countless audiences showed sympathy.

The female audience was unable to laugh or cry.

In the field, a girl in black took a look at Su ye who was doing her homework with her pink and diamond eyes.

The team of Lieying college was chiseled through, lost two soldiers and immediately fell into crisis.

The soldiers of the first college were intimidated by Julius, went all out and hit hard directly.

After di Aotian and Wang dachui solved the two people again, the morale of the soldiers of Lieying college collapsed, shrank together and kept resisting passively.

They dared not surrender directly because the roar of the high priest blocked their retreat.

Their six tenacious battles aroused the sympathy of the audience, and more people began to cheer for Lieying college.

However, the voice of cheering for the first college is more orderly.

The smell of fire element is aggravated again.

Finally, in four minutes, the last soldier was shot through the shoulder and fell to the ground.

The host shouted, "praise the goddess of strife! The first college has maintained its position as the king in the arena with absolute advantages. Let's cheer for the first college! "

The audience cheered, occasionally mixed with the laughter of "dark scenes".

After the cheers, it was the customary ridicule of the black fans of Suye.

"You can't even beat the people in the chair. The people of fierce Eagle college should die!"

"Goblins are better than you!"

"Goblin's loser!"

Before, the audience who supported Lieying college were black faced and angry.

The rest of the audience watched with a smile.

On the Longkou terrace, the priests looked at the high priest.

The high priest looked as usual and said nothing.

Business as usual.

One after another, however, the audience suddenly found that there were good-looking battles, wonderful and bloody ones, but none was as interesting as the first college.

Two hours later, the first round of double ten ended.

After only ten minutes of rest, the host announced the start of the draw for the double nine.

One by one, the twelfth lottery began. When the host read out the names of "the first college and the sword of the wind College", most of the audience were in a burst of spirit.

The old audience of the first college looked strange.

The gladiators of the first college also looked at each other.

The sword of waste... No, it's the sword of high wind college. I just met it a few days ago, and it seems that the other party is very miserable.

The gladiators of the sword of the wind college all had black faces. An old man in Chinese clothes at the back of the team suddenly whispered a few curses, then looked at Julius and sat down helplessly.

Then, the host continued to report his name.

When reporting "Su Ye", the black fans shouted collectively.

"Su Ye! Must lose! "

"Su Ye! Must lose! "

Before, only the black fans gathered in the corner to shout, but suddenly, there were people shouting in all directions of the audience, and it was very neat.

Su Ye looked around suspiciously, full of question marks.

Is that ok?

"Ha ha ha..."

The audience laughed happily.

When the two teams came on the stage, everything seemed to repeat itself. Su ye first summoned di Aotian and Wang sledgehammer, applied protective magic to his teammates, and then took out his chair and sat down.

"Refund!"

"Refund!"

The black fans shouted again, and the audience cheered.

Su Ye ignored everyone and continued to read.

The referee whistled and the two teams looked at each other.

The light sound of Wang sledgehammer spread throughout the audience: "eh? Isn't this an old opponent's kitchen knife? You have to work hard this time. If you lose as miserably as the chicken college just now, others think you are cheating the goddess. "

The gladiators of the sword of the wind immediately blushed, and the gladiators of the fierce Eagle Academy were also furious.

Suddenly, the audience shouted.

"Sword of the wind!"

"Sword of the wind!"

At first, people shouted in one direction, but soon people shouted in two directions.

Those who shouted later happened to be the supporting audience of Lieying college.

The audience of both sides are integrated into one, with great momentum.

The audience of the first college was unhappy and shouted.

"First college!"

"First college!"

Before the off-site gladiators fought, they fought in the audience first.

During this period, there were occasional angry people scolding.

Some priests in the temple of strife smiled.

This is what the goddess likes to see. If the audience fight, it will be better.

The dispute between the two spectators aroused the interest of other spectators. Under the sunshine at noon, the whole arena became hot.

The two teams moved forward slowly, then began to trot and finally charged.

Soon, it was as if two walls collided.

However, one is a wall and the other is a great wall of steel.

No accident, Wang Dachui directly hit a man, chiseled through the formation, and then transferred to the sheep's head, for second rounds of charge.

The gladiators of the sword of the wind cursed in their hearts, shrinking their formation and defending passively.

The priests of the temple of strife elongated their faces at the advice of the sword of the wind.

There were boos in the audience.

The audience cheering for the sword of the wind suddenly decreased.

"Wang sledgehammer!"

"Wang sledgehammer!"

Many spectators began to cheer for the most eye-catching Wang sledgehammer in the audience.

Su Ye blinked suspiciously. Why are there many women's voices?

Shouldn't you cheer for me?

Wang sledgehammer is like a crazy man. His face is red and yells for a knight charge. Each charge is full of impact. He even wants to hurt the enemy at the expense of injury.

It's like a little magic cow in the field.

The audience became more and more excited and the voice was shaking.

Soon, the soldiers of the sword of the wind were torn again and again by the charge of Wang dahammer, and finally all the soldiers were defeated.

Wang dachui, di Aotian and other bronze soldiers raised their weapons and the whole audience cheered.

"First college!"

"First college!"

Many spectators cheered the winner.

Julius patted his stomach with a smile and a complacent face.

Other Gladiator academy owners looked at Julius, some envious, some contemptuous, some expressionless, and some cold.

After the double nine match, we entered the lunch break.

The audience who left the room talked with great interest, almost mostly discussing the first college, Su ye, Wang dachui and di Aotian.

After the lunch break, everyone returned to the game.

The people are waiting for the double eight battle with great expectation.

To the surprise of all the audience, the first college won the first round, and the opponent was Nu long college, the fourth ranked college in Sparta. Its owner was Persian, and the proportion of Persians in the team reached half.

As soon as the host announced the list, someone shouted in the audience.

"First college!"

"First college!"

"Sparta!"

"Sparta!"

Most Spartan audiences are in high spirits.

A few Persian audiences wanted to cheer for nu long college, but they shouted a few times and found that they couldn't hear clearly, and there were countless angry eyes around them. They shut up silently.

The priests of the temple of strife smiled, even the high priest.

Making Spartans hostile to Persia is a greater dispute.

Julius hurriedly said to Su ye who got up: "we must win this battle. The more beautiful, the better. It's best to completely annoy the Persians. This is a big chance! Whether you can get God's gift is crucial. "

Su Ye glanced at the priests on the Longkou terrace and nodded gently.

"I'll try, I'll do this..."

Su Ye whispered, and Julius asked suspiciously, "can you win?"

"Yes."

"Well, I'll let them do what you say."

In everyone's expectation, the two teams played.

They thought everything would be the same as before.

Su ye only blessed di Aotian and Wang sledgehammer with protective magic, so he sat back in his chair.

The other seven bronze soldiers stood in front of Su ye, lined up and motionless.

Di Aotian and Wang sledgehammer walked forward with a smile like two hooligans, and the black demon sheep bleated.

After taking a few steps, Wang dachui said loudly, "listen, your majesty said, to deal with you, so many people are bullying children, just the two of us with the worst strength. By the way, my master is very kind. You'd better prepare advanced flame retardant. This time, we'll do our best! "

All the audience were stunned. This Su Ye was too arrogant. Some Spartans who originally wanted to see the Persians lose were angry. If they lost, wouldn't they lose the face of the Greeks? The priests of the temple of strife also looked puzzled. If they lost, although they could strengthen the dispute between the two countries, the Spartans would not be comfortable. Suddenly, all the gladiators of the first college shouted together“ First college! Win! "“ First college! Win! " Then, many viewers shouted helplessly. At this time, they had to cheer for their own people“ First college! Win! " However, the shouting was sparse. Suddenly, a neat voice sounded“ Di Aotian, Wang sledgehammer! Win! "“ Di Aotian, Wang sledgehammer! Win! " Su Ye's black fans roared together, and the atmosphere of the whole stadium was ignited in an instant. Even the audience who watched Su Ye's fight for the first time today were infected and shouted the names of di Aotian and Wang dachui“ Kill the Persians! "“ Victory belongs to Sparta! "“ The Greeks will win! " More and more people shouted. The big people in the field looked at Julius and saw that Julius was smiling. Everything was as usual. They soon realized that Julius was gambling. Lost the bet. If you win the bet, the temple of strife must look at the first college and Julius differently. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.