One Piece Tulip Family

As time went by, the fighting in the arena became more and more fierce, and many weaker gladiators were gradually eliminated, leaving only more than 20 stronger gladiators on the field.

While they were fighting and eliminating each other, one person caught Satan's attention.

This is a young man wearing a slave collar, about left and right, wearing an off-white gown with a pattern of red snakes on it, pants matching the gown on the lower body, green clothes inside, and a turban with horizontal stripes on his head.

The weapon he used was a pair of crutches with iron balls at the end. He was very thin but very strong. In the knockout match just now, almost all the enemies were knocked down by him, and even the knight shield made of steel was smashed by his crutches.

And from the whispers of the audience around, Satan learned that this guy is called ghost Ajin, and the reason he is called a ghost is that he is ruthless, even if the enemy cries and begs for mercy in front of him, he will kill without blinking an eye.

It is said that he is Earl Simon's private slave. He has achieved 49 consecutive victories in the arena before, and he is Earl Simon's trump card.

"It's really outrageously strong. It's a completely different level from other people."

Satan stared at A Jin in the arena with burning eyes, and touched his chin unconsciously with his fingers, not hiding the admiration in his eyes.

And Ajin, who was admired by Satan, obviously didn't know that someone in the auditorium had already made up his mind. At this time, all his attention was focused on the remaining opponents on the field.

"It's too troublesome to solve one by one." Ajin looked at the more than 20 gladiators who were still guarding each other, and suddenly shouted at them: "Too weak, you go together."

"What? It's too arrogant."

"Bastard, how dare you look down on us?"

"Little devil, you are courting death."

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The gladiators who can come to participate in the gladiatorial challenge are not the ones who are full of confidence and have a bad temper. Ah Jin's voice directly aroused the anger of the public. The other gladiators cursed and turned their attention to Ah Jin.

"Hmph, I said you are all rubbish, don't you understand?"

Seeing that it attracted the attention of others, Ah Jin not only didn't panic, but hooked his fingers with disdain, and continued to provoke.

"Since you want to die, I will help you."

A burly man roared, swung a huge ax in his hand and charged forward first, the wheel-sized ax blade slashed at A Jin's head with the force of breaking mountains and cracking rocks.

Facing the huge ax blade, Ah Jin remained unchanged, turned the iron crutch with his left hand in his hand, and placed it horizontally on top of his head, easily holding the strong man's huge axe.

Afterwards, he rushed towards the next enemy in a flash, and behind him, the brawny man who was still arrogant just now fell limply, and lost his fighting power under A Jin's blow.

The other gladiators were not luckier than the axe-wielding man. Under Ajin's thunderous and tiger-like attack, no one could survive a single move.

Who would have thought that such a powerful explosive power was hidden in his thin and frail body, he could smash the steel plate with a random blow, and the armor on the gladiators was like a thin layer of paper under his attack, which could not provide any protection at all.

Soon, under A Jin's heavy blow, the last gladiator also broke his bones and fell to the ground, finally he was the only one left in the entire arena.

"Ghost man Ah Jin, ghost man Ah Jin..."

The audience shouted his name frantically, cheering for his victory.

"I like his ruthless look, Sabo, and I want to invite him to join the Tulip family."

It's been a long time since I met such a pure fighter, Satan said softly with a bright smile on his face as he leaned back on the chair.

"Ah Jin is not necessarily the strongest fighter, but he must be the best fighter! He is completely enjoying the battle with the strong, and once he starts a fight, he can't stop. A fighter like him can knock down a whole bunch of people with a punch even if he has a few poisonous arrows that can knock an elephant to the ground."

"That's great. Just watching him fight makes my blood boil. If he joins the family, I can compete with him every day."

Sabo also laughed happily. It seems that he also quite approves of Ajin's performance.

The cheers of the audience were like a sea, but A Jin stood indifferently in the arena, completely deaf to everyone's cheers. Finally, the cheers of the audience who felt bored gradually weakened.

Holding the iron crutch in his hand, Ajin suddenly raised his head and looked in the direction of the VIP seats, "Count Simon, it's time for you to fulfill your promise."

His voice was deep and not loud, but the strange thing was that everyone in the audience heard his words clearly, and then they all looked curiously at Count Simon in the VIP seat, and they didn't even dare to breathe. They were obviously more interested in gossip about nobles than in the hot-blooded wrestling.

"what?"

Earl Simon, who was laughing because his slave wrestling victory won him face, looked puzzled, and didn't understand what Ajin was talking about at all.

"You promised me that when I win fifty games in a row in the arena, you will give me freedom."

A Jin squeezed the iron crutch in his hand, said each word with a pause, his eyes were fixed on Count Simon at the VIP table, bastard, you don't care about such an important agreement?
Hearing Ajin's words, Earl Simon's face sank. At first, he just said something casually to let him go all out in the arena and earn more benefits for himself, but he didn't expect him to take it seriously.

Earl Simon leaned on the seat, gently tapping the wooden guardrail of the chair with his index finger, thinking to himself, not to mention that I didn’t plan to let you go, even if I really wanted to let you go, I should have regretted it now. A gladiator slave who can win [-] consecutive victories in the arena would be a huge fortune if sold to the Tianlongren.

"free?"

Earl Simon repeated it in a low voice, and then he laughed, as if he heard a big joke, "Are you dreaming? A slave still wants to be free?"

"That's what you promised at the beginning. Do you want to go back in front of everyone? Don't you care about the reputation of the nobles?"

Ajin couldn't help but took a few steps forward, clenched his fists and asked with anger in his eyes, his voice was short and powerful, obviously suppressing his anger to the extreme.

"Hehe, no wonder you want to bring it up now, because you want to use everyone present to gamble on my reputation?"

Earl Simon sneered, lit a cigarette, took a puff slowly, then cast a glance at A Jin, and said contemptuously: "But, is it necessary for me to talk to a slave? You have to figure it out, a slave is the private property of the master."